Zena: The Last Fight
Hostage Release

In his group, commander Sebastian arrives first. He turned to plan, but he was surprised to see strangers in uniform joining his army.

"Who are y'all? And since when have you been in this group?" tanyanya was not happy, a few meters more they arrived at the government building.

However, the commander chose to stop, to ensure the readiness of his entire army.

"I'm sorry, Commander. We are just ordinary citizens who want to take part in the liberation of our hometown. Let us help, sir. We promise not to be troublesome," replied one of them with determination gushing in both eyes.

In their hands a pointed bamboo was grasped, like a spear sharp enough to rip apart the enemy's body. The mustachioed man held his breath for a while, glancing one by one at the face of the community. Some of them are carrying sharp weapons in the form of machetes and celurites.

He breathed, how else? They were already in a group, inevitably, dislikeingly, he had to allow them to join the fight for tonight.

"All right, but you guys stay here with me. The weapons in your hands are not suitable for long-range attacks. So follow my orders, we'll do a melee attack when the gunmen inside the building have been captured. You understand!" the commander insisted loudly.

"Ready! Understand, Commander!" they should have trained soldiers.

Again, he took a deep breath unraveling the fret that had suddenly struck his heart. In addition to attacking, automatically he also had to protect them so as not to be injured. It's heavy, it's heavy, but hopefully luck will be on their side.

He began to give orders, those carrying firearms scattered around the building. Some people sneak inside, making sure things are in the building. There was a group of people sitting in a circle at a table, on the table were bottles of used drinks lined up.

They barged in while pointing guns and unceremoniously opened fire on everyone in the room. The commander ran with the residents, entering the room to attack the mobsters who were holding the city leader hostage along with the ministers.

"What's down there?" ask one of the men in charge of guarding the captives upstairs.

"I don't know, but there seems to be a commotion," the other replied occasionally gawking at the door.

"Quick you check!" tell friend.

He rushed out of the room to check the state of the first floor. Before long, three soldiers entered and without saying a word shot the guard on duty. Everyone was shocked, but next they felt relieved after seeing who had come.

"You guys okay? Is anyone hurt?" ask the soldier while checking everyone in the room.

"Good for you to come, all the children here have a fever and even two of their mothers are sick because almost two days we have not eaten anything" the Leader said quickly.

The three men rushed to the children's premises, checking one by one their body temperature as well as checking on the women.

"Some children have high fever" said one of them.

"We can't leave now, down there they are fighting to defeat the enemies. Wait for things to calm down then we'll take them to the hospital. Meanwhile, drink water first," said the soldier while giving several bottles of drink to all of them.

By force, they accepted. A bag of bread and a bottle of water as a wedge of stomach before being able to get out of confinement. The three soldiers stood guard at the doors and windows of the room making sure no enemies came near.

While down there, the Commander and the citizens stood shoulder to shoulder against the enemies. Although not trained like the soldiers, but the power possessed by the residents is quite reliable. They swing a machete, thrust a spear, attack enemies while occasionally protecting their friends from enemy attacks.

About forty mobsters were assigned to guard the building. Not comparable to the number of soldiers as well as the population that almost tripled. The short battle was won by them despite the injuries of many of the residents, but they were satisfied to have joined the fight against the criminals.

"Hurry to get the injured into the truck, they should be taken to the hospital immediately to get treatment!" the commanding officer's orders were immediately executed by everyone.

He ran to the second floor, opened the door quickly and said everything was safe. Shoulders carry children down and raise to the top of trucks with injured people. The two trucks immediately left the building and took them all to the hospital. Some steel cars were concerned that there would be a sudden attack in the middle of the road.

"What's next, Commander?" ask one of them. Residents who still have energy participate in the association. The bodies of the enemies were lying on the floor, blood splattered all over the room.

"Unite their bodies, we'll burn them!" tell the Commander with fury.

They took the bodies out of the building. Stacking it in the middle of the field behind the building. The pile was divided into four groups, one of the residents poured gasoline on the bodies.

It is in the mind that his companion and neighbor were shot dead in front of them. Shadows as the children screamed calling their Father and Mother who had stiffened into corpses. That made the hearts of the people have no more compassion for them.

Continue to pour gasoline and without hesitation turn on the lighter to burn all the bodies. They moved away, away from the burning of the dead body which slowly gave off an unpleasant smell. The pungent smell that stung their sense of smell, billowed out with smoke that billowed and soared high into the sky.

Seeing the flames, their tears fell. Satisfied with being able to avenge the death of their relatives, colleagues, and neighbors who died first by the hot lead they launched sadistically.

"You can be calm in nature there," murmured one of the residents with silent eyes looking at the flames.

"True, those who are evil have their recompense." Others chimed in.

Their fingers intertwine with each other, working together against the evil of freeing their city from the colonization of the mafia.

The commander who stood behind with his troops stared at the residents. He let those who did it know how the inhabitants felt.

"They can become strong when the calm is disturbed. The pain of seeing the nearest person die was horrendous, giving them unexpected strength. In order to defend the city as well as the right of life of everyone, we must be willing to sacrifice," said the Commander did not release the views of the residents surrounding the blaze.

One place has been liberated.