Chapter 1952 No More Hiding!
In the NorthEast border region, the far away forest regions had a somewhat misty cloak surrounding them.
The forest was filled with full blown cypress trees, with several bare ones too. And everyone one looked, they would find blankets of snow piling on the branches, the ricks and even the land.
It was odd to say that this was winter, but the cypress trees still made the forest look full, thick and dense.
Now deep in the depths of the jungle, a dazzling army was slowly pulling carts covered with blankets.
And on top of these blankets were cypress branches that disguised the wagons beautifully. Piles of snow were also scattered about to perfect the disguise. And under the hazy and misty night, a fierce army also marched with stealthy movements as they ventured towards the target walls.
Slow and steady, they moved within the cold. Their weapons at hand and their determination strong.
Ah yes… the sneak attack they prepared was going to be sensational. Everything would have indeed gone as planned, had it not been for a few secret border scouts trained to observe the open space between the Great Walls of Baymard and Arcadinian's territories.
"What?!" A female guard was about to bite into her nightly burger snack when strange movements caught her eyes from her binoculars. "Wasn't that tree all the way over there just now?"
"No, it's too weird." Very quickly, she switched into Heat vision and was dumbfounded by the incredulous scene that left her tongue tied. Wooo~... It has just been 2 days since she started this job and enemies chose to take over Baymard on the night she works?
What sort of bad luck was this?
'Am I cursed?' Or else why on her 2nd night would such a thing be unfolding?
Although she complained, she was still willing to join any battles to fight for their land and protect the people. Without wasting any time, she too picked up her walkie-talkie and communicated with other scouts and those within the walls. And then, the world became chaotic.
"Wake up! Wake your goddamn asses up!"
"Code Red! Code Red!"
"Move! Move! Move!" There was chaos in the barracks, chaos in the police academy, chaos in the Navy training sector, Chaos at the walls, chaos at the coastal regions… chaos everywhere.
…
11:59 PM.
It was already 11:59 PM when Mark had just returned home. As per usual, the live-in nanny had already put his children to bed, and his wife was already snoring tiredly in the bedroom. As Chief Police officer of the Main Police Headquarters in the Capital, A.K.A the Capital's sheriff, one can imagine just how tedious and hectic his days typically were. After Baymard acquired several new territories every town, village or city had their own Chief of Police/Sheriffs. But he was the head, Chief of Police in the Capital. That said, he also took over King-Father Lucius's position as Supreme Chief of Police who oversees all chief of police officers. In this life, everyone answers to someone. Even the chief police have to answer to someone. In his case, they all answered to him, while he answered to a few key government people like His Majesty Landon, the monarch. As for his wife Ava, she worked in the Navy headquarters, and was also a strong person involved with the force, protecting Baymard's waters. Mark was just about to lie down and cuddle his dear wife when suddenly, both their phones rang at the same time. But it was amazing to say that he and his sleeping wife, perhaps out of reflex, were quick to reach for her device and place it by her ear. "Ava." "Mark." They both reported their names with stern faces. And despite his wife's sleepy expressions, the moment the news got relayed, she bounded up, awake and full of energy, already reaching for her taser underneath her pillow. .
"Oh, honey, you're back." Mark kissed his animated wife who was now jumping around with only one leg of her pants on. "I take it you've heard the news?" "Indeed, we've got a really big one on our hands." Ava nodded heavily. The entire matter seems too strange and weird.
Mark felt so too. Then, he recalled something that made his eyes light up. "No wonder…."
"What? What did you think of?" Ava desperately wished to know why wearing her uniform. "Honey, do you remember that I told you that both Warden Samantha and Mitchen spoke of the strange good mood some prisoners were in these past few weeks? They just couldn't understand why these prisoners changed their demeanors suddenly. But now, it makes sense."
Ava frowned, worry evident in her tone. "Yes, with the number reported, I'm afraid it might really be hard for us to pull through…. Sigh, they really came at us very hard."
850,000 ships?
That's too insane of a number to brush off lightly. She too had to ask twice to confirm the number.
Now, both couples were all dressed and headed for their vehicles.
"There might be enemies within the city, ready to spread chaos from within. I'll keep the police on their toes, while you, my darling wife, go out there and kick ass!"
And for the love of the ancestors,... please remain safe.
Ava was his world. He couldn't imagine living a life without her. Leaving his vehicle for the 3rd time, he rushed to her side, pressed her back into her vehicle while delivering a passionate kiss that spoke volumes. Mark didn't need to say anything for Ava to feel his nervousness.
So sweet… Her husband was so sticky and cute, and she liked it.
.
"Alright, alright, man of the house… this lady promises to return in one piece. Who am I? Don't you know how many enemies have suffered underneath my fists?"
With one last passionate kiss, the loving couple finally separated, with their expressions changing the moment they drove in opposite directions.,
It wasn't just them who got the news, but Mitchen, Samantha, Gary, Trey, Josh, their wives, and many other influential Military, Navy, Coast guard, police forces, and other armed people whose sole duties were to protect the citizens.
Tonight was bound to be a sleepless one, especially for Landon who was up and dressed, cursing to the skies when listening to the reports he received.
Dare to come at him all at once? Dammit!
'You better pray you don't lose or else I will drink your empire's blood before I ever let any of you go!'
What sort of insane trouble was this? Wasn't this a massacre?
No, the right word here was 'Fatality.' With such a grand fleet size jam picked with MILLIONS of enemies, they truly need to give it their all if they were ever going to stand a chance.
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Landon slowly lowered his face, and when he raised it once more, his entire demeanor changed to something no one here had ever seen.
This was a type of Landon truly unknown to them.
"Alright, I'm pissed…."
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"Get the news crew on this. I want it all broadcasted LIVE!"
