unknown fate

Chapter Nine, Episode Two

Scene Four

The soldier standing at the checkpoint was taken by surprise as a small civilian car approached steadily, stopping right beside him.

Rabee sat behind the wheel, with his companion Rami beside him, while Saber, Helmy, and Karim occupied the back seat. They had changed out of their military uniforms at the first checkpoint and returned to their civilian clothes, yet the sharpness in their eyes had not faded; every movement and sound around them was calculated with precision.

The soldier barked firmly: — "Licenses!"

Rabee calmly took the car’s license from his wallet and handed it to the soldier, keeping a composed exterior.

The soldier scrutinized the license carefully, then looked up at Rabee and said: — "This license is expired."

Rabee felt a flicker of tension inside but did not show it, replying confidently: — "It passed through the first checkpoint without issue; you’re just making things unnecessarily complicated."

The soldier’s voice hardened: — "The license is expired, and that’s a violation. A report must be filed immediately."

Rabee’s frustration and anger flared internally, but he maintained his calm.

The soldier gestured with his hand: — "Step out of the car, and park it first."

Rabee replied steadily: — "Understood, but you really are making this unnecessarily difficult."

He drove the car toward the parking area and stopped in the designated spot. The doors opened, and Rabee and his companions stepped out one by one. They scanned the surroundings carefully; the checkpoint was nearly empty, the soldiers busy inspecting the trucks full of weapons, except for this one soldier stationed at the small vehicle inspection point, while two others sat on a wooden bench, absorbed in their phones.

One of the soldiers rose from the bench, put his phone in his pocket, and walked decisively toward Rabee: — "Come over here."

Rabee responded calmly, a mixture of respect and control in his voice: — "Yes, coming."

He and his companions advanced toward the soldier, every move measured, their eyes sweeping every corner of the checkpoint, as if fully aware that any moment could change the course of events entirely.

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Scene Five

Rabee, Rami, and Saber walked cautiously behind the soldier, heading toward a dimly lit room where an officer sat, a tense military guard standing at its door. Every movement was measured, every he

ance calculated, as if the air itself carried a latent danger in every second.

At the same time, Helmy and Kareem approached the soldier stationed at the checkpoint, standing ddirecty in front of him.

Kareem asked in a calm but firm voice: — "Where’s the bathroom?"

The soldier pointed toward a small building on the side, clearly marked: WC, with another soldier standing in front, rifle slung over his shoulder, eyes scanning every movement around him.

Kareem whispered to Helmy: — "I’ll go in."

Helmy replied with a half-smile: — "Go ahead, I’ll stay with this tough soldier here."

Kareem moved toward the bathroom while Helmy pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and looked toward the soldier: — "You smoke?"

The soldier responded sternly: — "No, we don’t… and please, standing here is prohibited."

Helmy ignored him, his gaze fixed on the officer’s room. He saw the officer watching them with sharp eyes, then turned to the bathroom, where Kareem stood conversing with the soldier, seemingly calm but tense.

The soldier said sharply: — "I’m talking to you, sir… I said no standing here, wait in the car, please."

Helmy flicked the cigarette under his foot and said sarcastically: — "Sure… of course… didn’t ask permission, what?"

In a sudden move, Helmy struck the soldier, knocked the rifle from his shoulder, and sent him crashing to the ground. Rabee glanced back, catching sight of Helmy, and the fight erupted.

Imam’s men surged forward mercilessly, their aggression filling the air. Meanwhile, Rami, Saber, and Rabee attacked the officer and two soldiers in the room, while Kareem confronted the soldier at the bathroom, striking him down.

At the same time, on the toy truck, the ten of Imam’s men climbed inside. One soldier shouted: — "Don’t enter the truck, we haven’t finished the inspection!"

But Imam’s men ignored him, striking the soldiers and seizing their weapons with swift precision, paving the way for controlled chaos.

The same scene unfolded on the food truck, where Imam’s men attacked, disarmed the soldiers, and took control. Authority and order evaporated from anyone who tried to resist.

Within minutes, the checkpoints were engulfed in chaos, yet everyone was prepared for the next phase of the operation, moving with fearless determination and coordinated precision despite the apparent disorder.

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Scene Six

The night grew denser, as if the sky itself bent to hide what was unfolding on the ground.

Rabee advanced with steady steps, holding the captured officer firmly, while Helmy, Kareem, Rami, and Saber dragged the restrained soldiers toward the waiting trucks in heavy silence. The soldiers stumbled like broken puppets on the dusty ground, fully aware that their fate was no longer in their hands.

As they neared the trucks, Imam’s men rushed to meet them, taking turns lifting the captured soldiers and throwing them into the armored vehicles.

Rabee raised his voice, his command slicing through the surrounding chaos:

— Rabee: Come on, men! Change them into the uniforms… and everyone, take your positions in the checkpoint immediately!

The shout echoed through the air like a warning of an imminent battle. The men pounced quickly, stripping the officers and soldiers of their military attire, while Imam’s men donned the uniforms with speed and precision, mastering the roles they were about to play.

Meanwhile, another truck emerged from the depths of the road, its lights cutting through the darkness, slowly approaching and stopping directly in front of Rabee. With decisive steps, he opened its door to reveal steel crates filled with rifles and light weapons, neatly stacked as if readying for a storm of blood. Inside were also some of Rabee’s men who had moved from the first checkpoint along with the captured soldiers.

Rabee pointed firmly and commanded:

— Rabee: Bring them here… quickly!

Imam’s men rushed to transfer the captured officers and soldiers into the new truck after stripping them of their uniforms, while Rabee’s eagle-like gaze monitored every movement, weaving the threads of the plan with his own hands.

Within minutes, everything was executed with remarkable precision: the soldiers were secured inside the truck, Imam’s men in army uniforms occupied their positions at the checkpoint, and weapons were distributed carefully among the alert hands.

Helmy and Kareem stepped forward, their strong hands shutting the truck’s door firmly. As the door closed, it seemed as if a new page of deception had been written—a new chapter poised to explode at any unexpected moment.

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