A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
DENAWA

The glass of the building and shophouse broke without Fara knowing why, either shot or thrown. His mind seemed to drift somewhere, did Fara's soul leave his body first?

It was not just Fara who became a hostage, there were several other civilians of the same fate. I don't know what qualifications they're seeing at random to pick hostages.

Members of the apparatus in brown uniforms, one of them, office employees, traders, and 4 others.

What Fara felt this time was that they were being led into one of the tall buildings, walking at gunpoint behind their heads through a number of stairs.

He did not count how many stairs he passed so afraid. As a servant he should know if life has an owner, so if God has the intention to take it then he must sincerely accept destiny. All he asks for is one, always take care of him for him.

They continued walking until arriving at the roof of the building, Fara frowned and felt astonished, he glanced at Kintan as if asking, instead of that helicopter belonging to the union?

Kintan only commented a bitter smile on Fara.

"Not everyone is pure-hearted ma'am" he said. Perhaps Kintan's intention is betrayal in the body of unity. Apparently Denawa deliberately rented this helicopter through Colonel Pamungkas before he was caught as his way to escape if the plan of this rebellion failed, he put his men into a regiment assisted by Pamungkas a few days ago.

Now he has another plan after being informed by his men in the border district the other day, if there is a commander's wife who took the initiative to change the future of the eastern youth, of course it will be a big threat for him, if Fara to continue his action then the young people will defect from the understanding of separatists that have been embedded. He knew every Fara's schedule and everything about the battalion from Arjuna.

Bringing Fara will bring more profit to Denawa, apart from personal revenge on Al Fath for ransacking his group while in Born neo, including killing Ampong, an accomplice and cousin of Denawa.

By using a helicopter belonging to the union, it will not be difficult for them to cross, although they must be careful.

Some officers frowned, "please have permission to speak and, since when did the assault helicopters operate near the city center, they entered the combat zone?" they looked up to ensure their eyesight.

Soon the commander contacted several officers acting as commanders, but none of them gave the command to fly the assault helicopter.

This was Fara's first time flying in a helicopter, but it wasn't an impressive experience. This is not what he wants.

Seeing the irregularity, the commander ordered his men to check.

"Report Ndan! A group of separatists transport hostages in assault helicopters belonging to the unity !!!"

"What?!!!"

"What the f*ck!" he threw his beret at the table.

"Call the squadrons in the air to head off, fly the best team from the air force!"

Al Fath and his comrades who had crippled the enemy in ring 2 looked up to see a helicopter crossing their heads so smoothly without a gunshot from the enemy.

"Well!!! It!"

"There is nothing wrong," said Al Fath, suddenly his heart was struck by discomfort.

"Immediately request Ndre status,"

"Ready. Comando come in! The XXX unit requested status, just crossed the assault helicopter into the combat zone," he said, requesting a reply on a communications device.

"All team, be alert. Enemy tricked with a unit assault helicopter carrying hostages! Task switching, prioritize hostage release!"

"B4ng k3!"

Maybe an infantry platoon with amphibious cars can only reach up to here, considering the terrain in front of them passes through quite steep cliffs and waterfalls.

"Please report, see the terrain, it's not possible for us to continue with the vehicle!" said danton, the car carrier.

"Ijin accepted, for the platoon that runs, continue the fight!"

Finally Al Fath along with a platoon equipped with r41 der units continued the journey. Their steps are skillful like no trouble, because this is what was in the jot gene when training first, walking for days across mountains and valleys.

A village with wooden houses became a scene at the end of the border forest, perhaps a village left behind and unspoiled. I don't know where the residents are now, it just feels lonely now.

A pair of dirty and shabby delta shoes stood in front of him, responsibly Kintan made himself a shield.

Bugh!

"Don't!" Fara is not a strong army physically and mentally, it is appropriate if he cries now, seeing his two aides are always hurt, behind Fara's tough there is a soft heart for people around.

His skin is dark, if he is well and well groomed maybe he is sweet. But unfortunately that's not the case right now, on his face a lot of codet cuts. Oily and dirty skin makes Fara throw his face from the leader.

The smell of tobacco smoke at once musty room so concentrated in the smell of Fara. This house is so messy with all the stuff in it, not the house.

"Pronounce! Country sam%@^\#&! This country @&\#%!$!" they laughed when there was nothing funny, Fara could see the frightened faces of other hostages, grimacing faces that began pias from the start of the pol and his two aides.

"Armghhh!" Fara closed her eyes not wanting to see the violence that occurred, even though in her ear still heard moans of pain and the sound of smashing. So vile!

He was stuck in his pants. No one will hear their screams here.

"Don't touch mom!!" still Kintan and Marcel defend Fara even though both have been sprawled.

In the right corner of the country's flag has been damaged to the point of being torn, even half of it burned.

"Oooooo! This is apparently the so smart commander's mace!!! Who was able to provoke the attention of the eastern youths because of his brilliant idea?!!!!"

Plaque!!!

Fara's cheeks are numb, throbbing and flushed. Without excuse her tears escaped from the sting that made her cheeks suddenly thick.

"NO ONE CAN MAKE THEM ADVANCE WITH THE COUNTRY!!! THEY BELONG TO THE EASTERN LAND!!! NOT STATE PROPERTY!" her screams in front of Fara's face made the woman close her eyes and look down. Fara saw himself first in Denawa although not as anarchic as Denawa, but now, seeing this group insulting his country there was pain in Fara's heart, he remembered the general Wicak, Fani ma'am and comrades, he remembered, her late father, Umi Salwa, smiles of the country's children, friendliness of the citizens, colleagues struggle Al Fath, and of course her husband Al Fath, an outburst of anger at the depraved behavior of a few.

"What will they get, heartache! When they're useless the state doesn't care, throw them away, but when they're useful the state uses them!" he was still shouting speech like a great general, even though in the back there Fara was mocking him. Fara's hands clenched but not brave enough to resist, her two aides warned Fara to keep quiet.

"Snick!" murmured Fara with piercing eyes.

The cracked wooden walls seemed to be silent witnesses of this man echoing his vow of hatred. It was getting dark, hungry stomachs were not even tasteful to fill. His eyes were tired of crying, sobbing from others asking to go home.

Da Rah due to torture may have dried up by itself, among the other hostages only Fara was privileged without drama of torture, either it might be a dessert for them. The obvious one is for him, *watch my son God*!

The warm light of the sun slowly came to leave Fara from the cracks of the wooden house. Is today his last day?

Both of his eyelids were too tired to just be awake, but in order to maintain his dignity he forced himself to stay awake.

"Mom, are you okay?" Marcel even coughed with a red viscous liquid, Fara shed tears, so the young man's devotion to Fara and Al Fath. He nodded quickly, "om must be strong, until the military unity comes. Fara was sure in a moment," she cried so softly in the ears of Kintan and Marcel.

"I order you to be safe, pleaseeee." Just this time Fara was crying for people to beg.

After being satisfied to make Marcel, Kintan and other hostages into boxing samsak, Denawa and his friends came out of the wooden house.

"Prepare to do ma'am," though stammering.

Sayup-sayup is heard by Fara, right next to the house two people talk, "night should be more alert, they are the ghosts of the jungle. How's your mom and sister Lay? The transport ship has reached the beach?"

"He heard the ship was blocked by the military. But I don't know, it's the commander's business, I hope they're okay" he replied.

"What about their logistics supply?" whispered Regan, apparently the San dha team has reached the direction of 2.5 km from the Denawa location.

"It's been found about 1km southwest of where they're located."

"We'll rest here first in silent mode."

"Ready man!"

The young soldiers rested themselves carefully full of vigilance given the close distance.

"An hour we leave, get ready!" al Fath.

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