Building a Military Empire in Another World

Prison

Inside the Command Operation Center, White House. Raphael and Enterprise are busy coordinating with the naval forces and air forces stationed in the Riverwater.

One man suddenly stood up from his seat and walked towards the two.

“Ma’am we got a distress call from the Air Force One 290 kilometers east from us.” He said anxiously.

“Whaaat?”

Raphael suddenly stopped moving her ballpen.

“Do you mean our Command-in-Chief is in danger?” Enterprise said.

“Where are they? Tell me their last location?” Raphael began to move as the man who reported the problem hurriedly took a map and pointed his finger.

“That’s near the Maltrom City, what is he doing there?” Enterprise asked.

“There’s no time, our Command-in-Chief is in danger and we need to scramble our rescue forces. I’ll set up a team and rescue them...I hope he is okay.”

Raphael set up a team composed of 20 special forces and is now standing by outside.

Arriving outside the White House, he saw 20 special forces lined up neatly.

The temporary tent outside serves as the debriefing room, Raphael took a map and laid it over the table.

“Our mission is to save our Commander-in-Chief designated Eagle. His last location is 290 kilometers east of us near Maltrom City. We don’t know his current situation but I believe the time is the essence here so we are going to board the C-130 and drop us at the location and find him if he’s still there but if not we are going to recon the town nearest to the crash site.

I’ll group you into four, each squad has five members designated Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta. Alpha are to search north from the last known location of Air Force One. Bravo are to search east from the last known location of Air Force One. Charlie are to search west from the last known location of Air Force One, and Delta is to search south from the last known location of Air Force One.

“And if we don’t find Eagle in the location of Air Force One, we will conduct reconnaissance to the nearest town, because it’s only a logical way for Eagle to go to the town. We’ll formulate a plan there, that’s it. Let’s get moving.”

“Oorah!”

After the briefing, the rescue team composed of special forces moves out.

They head out on their trucks and humvees and head to Willow Town Airbase and board the C-130.

…

While marching…

“What’s the plan, Sir?” Tarone asked.

But Michael screamed suddenly.

“Shut the f*ck up guys! You’re the reason why we got captured!”

“Bu-but sir!” Tarone stammered.

Michael then faced his eyes toward Tarone. He blinks rapidly.

*blink**blink* - *bliiiink**blink* - *blink**blink**blink* - *blink**blink* - *bliiiink**blink**blink* - *blink*

And then…

“I’m very sorry sir! I’m very sorry!” Tarone feigned apology.

They continued marching, little did the others knew, Michael let out a morse code by blinking. The two pilots recognized the morse code message.

The morse code message means. “Inside”

Indicating that Michael will discuss the plan once they are all alone inside a room or a place.

“Hey, these guys are noisy!”

“Well they are going to spend the rest of their lives in prison...I’ll make sure that this handsome guy is put inside where Draco is…”

One of the guards burst out a laugh. “Ahh...That Draco who violates men? Hahaha, I am looking forward to seeing it.”

Despite not being able to understand the language, the three hiddenly smiled, maniacally.

…

At the Maltrom Air Space 15,000 feet above the last known location of Air Force One… The special forces and Raphael jumped out from the C-130 and landed safely at their landing point.

Arriving at the landing site, they immediately conducted their search.

“Once you completed your search, set up a defense perimeter around the site,” Raphael ordered as she observed the scuba divers on the lake surfaced.

“Yes Ma’am!”

Charlie and Delta conducted setting up a defense perimeter around the crash site as Alpha and Bravo continued their search from ground and underwater.

After a couple of minutes.

The leader of each squad reported to Raphael.

“We searched the interior of the helicopter and found out that there is a broken seat belt probably caused by a knife... “ Alpha leader reported.

“Ma’am all the parts of the helicopter had sunk to the bottom along with them are weapons in a crate.” Bravo leader reported.

“Ma’am there are multiple footprints heading north where the Maltrom City is located. It must be probably the pilots and sir Michael.” Charlie leader reported

“Ma’am there’s no tango around the perimeter.” Delta leader reported.

“Good now we know Eagle and his pilots are safe, we will head towards the north where the town is. Luckily the snow didn’t erase their footprints.” Raphael sighs, “Okay let’s burn all the evidence and move out.”

“Oorah!”

…

Michael and his two pilots arrived at the prison in Maltrom City.

“Take those bastards inside the cage!” The flashy knight ordered his knights which prompted them to forcibly put the three inside the cell.

But they were separated. Michael was alone while the two pilots were inside together.

Michael walked forward to the metal rebars and looked at the two operators and blinked numerous times again.

The two operators nodded after receiving the coded message.

Inside one of the worst cells there a pungent smell struck his nose. A filthy big man laid his hand over his shoulder. Michael glanced over his shoulder and saw the man’s eyes filled with malevolent lust.

“Cute...what a cute man...I will have a taste of you…” The big man was drooling disgustingly as the man behind him that seemed to be his pal stood up to corner him.

The group of men thought that Michael was trapped and they began throwing out words.

“How unfortunate for the fish to experience the warm hospitality of Draco…”

“Look at his clothes! Must be a rich man from another country.”

“Yeah probably from another country.”

“That handsome face of yours is only going to arouse the lust of Draco here kufufufu.”

Then Michael hears the words behind him.

“What now sir? Shall we execute it?”

One of the prisoners heard the foreign language.

“Ohohoho...they are really foreigners!”

“But I’ve never heard that language before.”

“Well, whatever...I’ll f*ck them one-by-one” Draco reached for Michael’s collar and ripped it, showing his leaned body.

Draco slurps his saliva after seeing his naked front.

“Ohohoho...this man is f*ck.” Talon said from the other side of the cell.

Michael nodded his head slightly which prompted the two pilots trained in combat to fight those inside them.

Michael then started the onslaught.

Michael karate chopped Draco's neck...making him choke violently and with a palm strike to the chin, he knocked out the big Draco instantly.

His subordinates displayed a sudden shock, but seeing their leader down, they retaliated in a group.

Michael kicked the nearest man in his solar plexus. An excruciating pain enough to render him unable to stand and fight.

Only five remains, Michael, readied himself and beat them with various martial arts.

Being a soldier for 15 years, having a lot of experience in the field and fighting close combat. This feat is easy for Michael.

A blockhead with nothing but brute strength is not going to stand a chance against him.

Prisoners started to groin in pain as they started falling down one by one. Michael performed a roundhouse kick, knocking away the last man standing.

Finishing from his side, he watched from the bars and saw his two pilots one-sidedly beating the prisoners that harassed them there.

As the groins grow loudly, knights who are stationed to watch the prisoners scramble in front of the prison cells. What they just witnessed is a knocked-out prisoner except from the new three fish.

But they arrived late, Michael ended the hostility enough to make him use the system again.

Summoning a suppressed M1911 pistol behind his back, he let the knight enter his cell.

After the last one entered, Michael drew the newly summoned pistol and fired five consecutive shots at the knight's head instantly. The speed and elegance of his hand didn’t let the knights grasp the situation.

Before leaving the cell, Michael stopped and looked down on the knocked-out Draco. From what he just saw from this man is that Draco is a r****t of men. How disgusting.

Aiming his gun at his head, Michael performs a double-tap, firing two bullets at his head, killing him.

Getting out of his cell, he fired two bullets at the lock of the cell where his two pilots are.

“Sir, they were weak…” Talon said with a satisfied expression.

“Yeah...they didn’t even put up a good fight with us,” Tarone added.

“Okay enough, we need to go where the flashy knights were, he confiscated our weapon and we can’t let him have it.”

“Yes sir!” The two said in unison.

“Okay, we’re going upstairs, I think he is there...and once we do, we will knock him out and get our weapons, is that clear?”

“Oorah!”

“Okay before we leave, here, have some weapons.”

Michael summoned a suppressed Thompson Machine Gun with two drum magazines filled with .45 ACP and a suppressed M1191 Colt Pistol. And also his uniform.

Equipped with weapons, they head upstairs where the flashy knight seems to be located.

They searched room by room and didn’t see him until they reached the third floor where moans can be heard.

Michael and the two pilots tread quietly as not to let the man inside hear them approaching.

At the door, Michael and the two pilots began hearing moans from a woman...there seemed to be something going on inside.

Counting from one to three by his finger and each second, his finger drops.

Reaching to one, they suddenly opened the door, and behold that door was something unexpected.

“What the f**k is this?!” Tarone almost puked out from what he had seen.

“Disgusting…” Tarone felt the same way.

Michael on the other hand looked around the room and saw five young women naked with the six, one is in the process of violation.

The flashy knight who captured them stopped moving his hips and glanced over his shoulder, looking angry.

“Ho-how did you...Arghhh.”

Just as he was about to finish speaking, Michael already fired one bullet from Colt Pistol, hitting his scapula

“Arrrrghhh.” The knight howled in pain.

All the young girls moved to the side frantically, their eyes filled with fear and nervousness as they stared at the three unknown men.

“Okay, Talon starts picking up the weapons.” Michael pointed at the table by the bed and Tarone initiated a search for some valuable intel such as papers.

“Guards! Guards!”

The knight frantically cries but no one answers his call. Because they were already dead.

“Hey gagged that man,” Talon ordered Tarone, who finished picking up papers.

His scream turned to muffle as clothes were gagged inside his mouth. Not only that. They tied his arms and legs, rendering him immobile.

Seeing the traumatized young girls in the corner of the room, Michael glared at the knight.

“Sir permission to punch him in the face,” Talon asked.

“Go ahead.”

Then Talon punched him in the face.

“Sir me too!” Tarone said.

“Okay but don’t kill him, we need him for interrogation later.”

Tarone punched him in the stomach with a strength not too light and not too lethal.

The knight muffled in pain and spitted out blood.

“Okay, I’m going to summon a radio.”

Michael summoned a radio covertly as not to the young girls to see.

“I’m contacting any soldiers around here.”

His words baffled the two pilots.

“Sir? But they are 290 kilometers away, how can you be so sure that they are soldiers around here.” Talon inquired.

“Oi, why are you so shocked, it’s a standard procedure. The moment they lost contact with us they probably conducted a search and rescue. I’m certain that they are here.”

“Sir what do we do with these girls?” Tarone asked.

“Ahh we take them as well, we can’t let them get away after seeing this.”

“Okay.”

Michael broadcasted a message thru an open channel.

“Ahh, what’s my designation?... Ah, Eagle...Okay, this is Eagle broadcasting from the highest building inside the city, if there are any forces near here please respond. I repeat we are located inside of the highest building in the city, over.”