A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
CAN YOU HEAR FARA?

Not all of them choose to die rather than enter bui. Perhaps the separatist understanding in the doctrine has not been so into the soul, so many young men who raised both hands sign of surrender. Al-Fath and his companions were not angels of death, nor were they judges and executioners who decided their punishment. The state soldier is an apparatus in charge of maintaining the peace and tranquility of the state with all his heart. Their duty is not to slaughter any citizen who begs for forgiveness, behind the body's stockiness, and ferocity of care.

The enemy's defense was successfully destroyed, the separatists were forced to retreat from various directions, the Denawa group was cornered.

"Wa! The western zone was destroyed" his accomplice reported, with the reserve command carrying steel tanks over the rocky red terrain launching each of his cannons to repel the separatist forces from the Western side.

"D-al!! Pull back, land mine!" he sipped his tobacco twine for just a few sips and swiped it on the ground in his heavy shoes, then picked up a satellite phone in his pants pocket. Shabby and sticky appearance with sweat, although the hair is not shabby, tends to be neat and managed.

"Bring the villagers to the beach to the river! It's impossible, I miscalculated!"

It is not he who miscalculated, but the strength of the unity of the state army that is getting stronger and stronger, and that escapes his calculations.

Many times Denawa gritted her teeth when the call on someone was not lifted.

🌟 Elsewhere, "please enter the commander," the armed forces herd her into temporary detention headquarters until the investigation is over and a decision is made. Inbound and outbound calls are all overseen by the union as well as expenditure and income.

Traitors are common enemies.

"Yeah!" someone ran with only barefoot shabby dokmar shoes, the young man with a not-so-steady stature was carrying a rifle.

"What's up?!"

"There's a little bit of a constraint on the border. The ship's journey was faltered by the naval soldiers!"

"Si@@lllll!"

"How do you do komandaannn!" his screams were irritated to growl his own hair and then stomped the ground with dry leaves scattered.

In the waters of ARA foeru, the resistance was no less fierce than the Denawa troops.

Mm-hmm! The sound of cannon bang alternately raining down the sea of the country.

"Foot!!" shouted Rayyan.

The deummm!

Hordes of fish swam away, tens of kilos of cannonballs falling over the sea. Fecal sea water scattering singly run for the sake of being hit by the muzzle of the ship.

"Give up your hands and give up!" his voice from a loudspeaker on a ship identified neighboring country ship without a flag.

Not giving up they retaliated with a bullet attack from a rifle.

The air force is no less great, they send jet aircraft and heli warnya in the eastern sky of the country.

"Skadron 1 and 2 eagle units streaking, splitting the sky downtown towards the eastern wilderness of the country, over!" report the pilot at the center.

Residents of one country can even see through television coverage, where the eastern sky is so crowded with traces of air force soldiers maneuvering through the bluish sky. So great are the soldiers of the country, now they stand strong and brave to defend sovereignty with all souls and bodies.

"Target found, ready to fire." They bombarded with piercing shots towards the separatist group's defenses although blocked by the green roof of the trees continued towards the sea Ara foeru, the sound of gunfire splitting and piercing the sea beat the voice of the heart.

Never measure the power of unity by the count of fingers, if you do not want to be crushed.

Feeling no hope Denawa pushed the last button.

"Do now!" he grabbed his satellite phone, then prepared to face the soldiers of the country.

Separatist members scattered in the city managed to make the atmosphere chaotic, making terror throughout the city. Civilians are on the streets running in an uncertain direction looking for shelter. Troops in brown shirts were deployed to fight the rebels.

"What is this about Marcel?" asked Fara, today Fara was going to the regiment to meet the head of the union.

Marcel frowned but then he understood the situation, "please get my mother back to the battalion, please" he said.

Kintan looked at the panic, "mom, no matter what happens, you should never act rashly! We'll soon take mom back to the battalion" Kintan said.

"What the hell is this?!" ask Fara, start panicking.

Kintan and Marcel immediately took their weapons, causing Fara to gasp in shock. Is he in the middle of a riot?

Seeing the road gap, Marcel immediately gas-turked the car to return to the battalion.

Fara's eyes smashed when the speed of his car stopped and displayed a row of armed men who were ready to fire his bullets at Fara's car, he forgot if the car he was driving was so striking because the battalion's official car.

The dorrr!

"Ohhhh!" Fara takes refuge in Kintan's deckap.

Buummm!!!! Marcel stepped on the gas pedal backwards but the car continued to be strapped with bullets, so panicked Marcel drove like a drunk to make the car hit the vehicle behind him.

They ran after, asking the rider down.

"Of!" Hold Fara.

"For me to die is no big deal ma'am, since deciding to enter this world. I know the risks, though,"

"NO! It doesn't have to be the end of it, the military isn't a life deposit!!!" rejecting Fara, he decided to open the door and get out.

"Mom!!!" hold Kintan and Marcel.

"If they don't respect women, they don't respect their mothers!"

"I'd rather be shot, than let you turn yourself in!" kintan and Marcel said, this is not a dramatic cinema film, or a bollywood action where the protagonists can easily fight criminals despite the impossible things they do such as floating and throwing cars.

"Thank you, we're out together!"

They went down, despite knowing how Marcel ended up walking gallantly in front of the two women.

Marcel pointed a weapon at them and vice versa.

"Dorrr!"

Like a dream, the young sergeant's body staggered in front of Fara and Kintan as the pa leg was only the one shot.

"Of!!" Fara was really tremor made, he and Kintan immediately caught the big body, but before long, because the members pulled Fara's hand as well as Kintan roughly.

"Please br3nk s3k!!!"

"Wake up!!!" kintan and Marcel's weapons were taken.

Kintan had tried to fight back, using his ability. But it is undeniable that the strength of 5 men is not a match as great as them. In a mixed atmosphere, especially the fear that culminated Fara could only sob in silence, Marcel's body was dragged along, despite pouring da rah.

"I will not leave mother until the last day." said the young sergeant, shaking Fara's heart.

He glanced to the side where his female aide was in no more favorable condition, Kintan was battered with bruises around his face, Fara saw Kintan kicked in the abdomen and chest area.

Fara lowered her head, "branch can brother Denger Fara now, this time Fara felt afraid.." amidst the chaos of the city center they were dragged forcibly.

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Pinjem Fara was briefly yeee, if Fara did not follow to the forest no rame ntar, nothing silly 😜😜