Time Ghost

Chapter 26

The conference hall is established under the right wing of Donn, Naulus military headquarters located at the southern-most area of the country. It is the farthest territory from Armea borders. No water bodies on every corner of the complex, just anti-airborne buildings spread across the edge for withstanding airstrikes and forthcoming espionage from the sky.

As to the station of active soldiers, Donn architects have provided numerous window-less structure to inhabit onwards. It has underground garage constructed below each barracks for time efficiency of counter-attack deployment, which is mandatory in their current turmoil against Armea. Within it, various military-grade vehicles are deftly maintained to be capable of short-time utilization. SD-18 Leopard tank is one of them amidst its compositions of four-wheeled automobiles and large-bodied motorcycles around.

~batabatabata~

“Donn main complex is just ahead, Mr. President. Have you memorized all of the materials in that paper?”

Natalie reverts back to her former Personal-assistant attitude. Her vision captures across in wide-eyed perspective for sightseeing all over the horizon, to further perceive about any ongoing situations around. Being a right-arm determines total attention against multiple issues and solves them up as they go. A personal caretaker requires keen eyes towards many aspects of their employer, including personal chores if it hinders them to do another important schedule on the list.

“Uh…”

Rising from the ashes, Samantha collects her piece of consciousness that was dropped down under. She bats an eyelid to gain better vision of their surroundings. Against the nameless sights in the vicinity of their helicopter, none could be easily perceived without leering in focus for the second time after the woman’s fleeting look.

“Hey, honey. Don’t forget to eat your lunch. I love you so much.” she muttered as her eyes observes. On the other hand, the president appeared hesitant about himself and scratches the head a number of times after.

“Don’t worry too much, babe. I will always eat them on the road.” He replied.

Natalie’s sedatives must be strong enough to make someone drown into hallucination. She was a highly-educated personality with numerous expertise that I have no further notion about. Dangerous, too, for me to think that the woman was harmless until that no-scope drama showed up.

Moreover, I’ve never thought that this woman has prepared a lunch for me to eat. It’s been close to midday and no hints of such nourishment at all before me. She must be in a huge figment of her own imagination that was produced by the drugs. Thanks, Natalie.

 By the way, I’m still craving a burger to my stomach. That juicy beef is practically heaven to my tongue.

~batabatabata~

The helicopter has disembarked on the top of the star-shaped building at the center-most area of the military complex.  Three black-suited personnel have awaited the President’s arrival. Fashioned within their regular clothing, humorless vigor emanates from each of them in person. Black glasses before their eyes, black tie before the white shirt background behind, coated underneath a black suit at the front. A personal bodyguard will always be recognizable in public settings.

And their bland-looking expression upon the face.

~kriek~

“Hey, smile a bit, I say.”

The President slapped one of the black-suited security guard across the back. Tense character and results from hazardous exercise upholds, for them to pretend that none of his invitations as a serious one to consider about. Because of the cold salutations obtained from his subordinates, the President have nothing but a grin across the face,” Yeah, totally respectable from you all. I don’t want this to happen anymore, so please take a lesson in hospitality tomorrow.” He rattled.

“Much obliged, sir.” The security guard answered, slightly yelled out on the throat.

For some reason, I relish a drastic change on the security guard soon. It feels uncomfortable for me to comprehend with them in daily basis. It’s stressful, you know, if you are being pressured by your own employee without them speaking ill behind the back.

By the time I know that this soul transfer is permanent, I will put a hard time on this too-rigid mindset of the guards. Revolution is imminent, young man.

Natalie then dragged the President to stride ahead of a door lift on the south by pushing him with one of her petite palms,” This way, Mr. President.” She directed. Marcel Dubois abides his personal assistant whilst putting his concentration towards many papers on his hand. He reads a bunch of the yellow-smudged ones to have coherence over the Generals in the upcoming meeting as fast as the eyes could ensnare.

“In front of you is one of them if you have forgotten. His name is Jamie Krueger, a five-star Army General and the main commanding officer for our infantry and the military vehicles that we have deployed.”

The Personal Assistant pointed towards a person in front of them. Short-framed physique although well-built underneath. He boasts beard on his chin, high and tight haircut at the summit to get along with juniors of the army when needed.

And as Jamie Krueger notices, His smile emits rigorous intensity upon its lips. One should consider discipline by the time this man approaches. For a regular soldier to fail on preserving their behavior on his watch means sudden death to their career.

“Welcome, Dubois! We have been expecting your attendance four hours ago.” The General insinuated, yet still posed a warm greeting nonetheless,” What in the world has happened to our leader today?”

His vicious sarcasm boils me. He darts at my reckless attitude without mincing any words beforehand. Did you even get how a thunder-strike could kill a man?

By the query that Jamie Krueger has expressed, the President tilting his head sideways a little,” Have you ever been electrocuted, Jamie? That’s the deal.” He replied. The Army General gazes across his personal assistant without putting a sentence to indicate disgruntle. Yet, due to experience, Natalie nods to the President’s answer,” Yes, sir. Mr. President’s condition must be monitored as soon as the lightning strike incident occurred.” She added.

Listening to the brief reply from both, Jamie Krueger could only apply a smile on the face afterwards, “Oh. If so, let us start our meeting, then. Don’t be shy!”