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50 . MESSINESS


The soldiers lowered their weapons after giving each other codes through gazes. As if already distrusting the former captain of the western alliance, they gave a look of intimidation to the 17-year-old.


“Do you have a warrant?” ask one of the soldiers.


Adnan took out a letter from behind his uniform. The letter was a gift Morgan gave before him


go to the base. Adnan gave it to one of the soldiers. The man seemed to read it for a moment.


“How can we trust a rebel like you?” tanyakanya.


All the base soldiers then again brandished their weapons, making Oscar's men perform


the same thing.


“Adnan,” whispered one of Oscar's men who stood behind the black-haired young man. “If


we don't attack, they will stay like this,” he said. “We have little time to save the people we will bring.”


Saliva Adnan swallowed perfectly. Especially hearing the base soldiers who had tasted him


as rebels. Hubert must have done something before he got here. Adnan glanced at Megan who shook her head slowly, gesturing at her.


However, who could control Adnan in this kind of situation? The young man's grin was engraved sharply


at one corner of his lips. His diamond-blue eyes in the middle of the desert seemed to hypnotize many people who were looking at him now.


“Do you want me to prove that I am not a rebel to get in?” emphatically.


The soldiers who were still brandishing the firearms glanced at each other. One of them is grieving.


“For what?” his reply. “Rebellion is still rebel.”


Adnan smiled wryly. One of his hands swung behind his back and formed a code that only


known by Oscar's men. They glanced at each other and nodded faintly.


“Alright if it wants you.”


The young man walked towards one of the soldiers who brandished a weapon at him.


“Do not approach!” exclaim that soldier.


But who can stop Adnan Harris now? There aren't.


The young man swiftly swung his hands, moving his body and both legs in order to lock


movement of the soldier. One shot floated. With another shot. A commotion created only because of an ambition of peace that is not sanctioned by others.


A fight between the western alliance warriors was inevitable. Shots after shots in a row, through the roar


desert sand and create an unguided echo like a constellation formed originally on the surface of the Earth.


Adnan who does have a fairly capable martial ability is able to take down several opponents


all at once, without even firing a single shot from the still loyal revolver perched on his waist.


He sees Megan trying to rebel, until finally a crushing blow lands with her


perfect in the body of the soldier who blocked him. He pulled the revolver around his waist and shot another soldier who was trying to block his movements. Until finally, the girl met Adnan.


“We don't have much time!” yells.


Megan ran, followed by Adnan after the young man watched for a moment the Oscar men he brought. Sufficiently


strong and enduring, Adnan immediately matched the steps of the red-haired girl earlier.


“Where is he?” ask Adnan.


“Not where he is, but you should know about this!” reply Megan.


“What do you mean?”


Adnan momentarily stopped his steps and looked at the girl. Megan herself turned around and clucked.


“I had to disguise myself as rats here after they caught Doctor Alan too,”.


Instantly, the netra of the young man blocked. His saliva gulped for a moment.


“Come!”


Megan continued her steps. In front of him the soldiers. They were in a fierce fight. With Adnan's help, the two can get past some of the muscular men.


“Oh, shit,” hissed Megan while shaking her numb, slightly throbbing hand. “I'm not good at martial arts


yourself like you, Captain.”


Adnan snorts. “I'm also not good at disguising like you, Rat 1.”


Megan almost shouted as the young man walked ahead of her. “Ticus 1? Just right?”


“To which direction?” adnan asked after paralyzing the two men in front of him just now.


“Right.”


Both turned to the right and came to the front of a door. Adnan circulated the gaze for a moment, then


look at that door.


“In whom?” ask the young man.


“According to my tracking results, they locked up Doctor Alan here,” Megan replied.


Adnan was about to press the password button on one side of the door. However, Megan held back her legion. The girl shook her head. He pulled out a bag designed like a finger protector to protect fingerprints from wearing because it touched the screen. Not long after, he pressed a few numbers to unlock the password of the door.


“I've tried many times, even when I sneak here. But failed, there was not a single password


the appropriate,” grunts.


Adnan was silent and thought for a moment. He again spread his gaze in all directions and found something


strange on one side of the sky wall. The young man pulled a gun on one of his waists, then shot in the direction that caught his attention, three shots.


“What are you doing?” megan was half shocked.


“Pasword will be replaced when they find out there are rats trying to steal food in the refrigerator,” said


the black-haired young man.


Megan fell silent. He looked at an object as small as the dot mark that fell from the marks where Adnan shot just now. The girl knelt down. “Camera scout?” muttered.


“More precisely it's CCTV,” timpal Adnan. “Pretty small and she is equipped with Tarncase[1] so as not to be seen by normal people's glasses.”


The young man turned around and pointed his gun at the password pointer. Megan rushed to block him again.


“Why arrest me again?”


The girl was silent for a moment. He sighed, then took off his check on Adnan's arm. “Please, Captain.”


One shot glides quickly to damage the password pointer screen. The siren sounds are heard


the next moment until the door that had been locked was opened. Adnan did not care as much as the soldiers at the base who would block his path. The goal is only one, save as soon as possible the people he can bring.


However, his steps came to a halt when he saw a man locked inside a glass room. The man whose hands were hung on the chain raised his gaze and widened his eyes to see a young man standing behind the glass.


“Ad ...”


Adnan took a sip of saliva and sighed for a moment. “Megan, stand behind me,” the door.


The red-haired girl immediately turned to behind Adnan. The young man extended his hand again


holding a gun to one side of the glass.


DORR!


PRANGS!


It didn't take long. Adnan knew that whatever thick glass that locked Alan in there would break


with just one shot. However, he had not yet stepped up, a siren shocked the three people who were in the room. Adnan looked up at the dark ceiling of the room.


“Go, Ad!” alan exclaimed, increasingly messing with Adnan's current mindset until they finally met.


“Erick in danger.”


Adnan. “You think I'll leave you?” reply wry. “I don't want you to die like my father, Alan!”


Netra Alan broke into a flash. Two shots immediately released the chain from both hands and


he almost fell down before Adnan finally caught his limp body.


“I'm fine,” said the doctor tried to stand assisted Megan. He looked at Adnan. “Fetch Erick now,”


her door. “The glass you broke just connected the electric noose that locked up your friend, Ad.”


“A-what?” Adnan was silent.


“Go, pick up Erick now!”


Adnan is a little bit pecking with everything that controls his head now.


“Go, Captain! Let me take care of the rest,” said Megan. “You just have to walk straight all the way to the end


corridor.”


The young man nodded. He turned around quickly and went outside the room, towards the direction Megan was pointing at


just now.


However, when he had made sure to step in the right direction, Adnan's steps came to a halt. Her eyes


catch the figure standing at the end of the dim corridor. A man walked towards her slowly, revealing her distinctive brown hair.


Adnan was stuck for a moment. His hands clenched tightly with one other hand still clutching the gun


then squeezing the weapon. His blue eyes glowed in chaos. The unwanted thing happened.


The man grinned. His teeth were grinding violently. His steps were getting closer towards Reynald's second son


That harris.


“Nice to meet you, Adnan Harris.”


***


[1]


Tarncase :


An invisible sheath used to protect an important object


(camera) to track or lurk and record something. Composition as well


it works the same way as Tarnnet.