Chapter 77: Fool
(Alessandro's POV)
The off-road vehicle rumbled across the South American border, kicking up dust as we approached the checkpoint between two countries. I watched as my men—three burly figures with hardened expressions—swiftly changed their gear. The border guards barely glanced at our papers before waving us through.
"We're clear," Kevin said, his voice tight with the tension we'd all been carrying.
I nodded, strapping on my helmet and mounting the Rokon military motorcycle we'd stashed nearby. The powerful machine hummed beneath me, designed specifically for the rugged mountain terrain ahead.
"Fifty miles to Mancheng territory. Keep radio contact minimal," I instructed, revving the engine.
The motorcycle roared as I navigated the treacherous mountain paths, l
