Time Ghost

Chapter 18

It is plain and straightforward to penetrate the human barricade at the forefront of Naulus’ convoy. Small infantry unit that travels on each flank are minor in numbers. They wear less-equipped armament, as well, to make them even more vulnerable in the hideous area of the battlefield. They are collateral and insignificant to their triumph. Deaths are imminent for the frontline soldiers, disobedience initiate punishment, from the extent of temporary incarceration to the electric chair for the most gruesome of all.

Otherwise, their inconsequential deaths would clear out landmines for the walking groups behind. They have robot detectors up ahead, indeed, yet it operates by certain thresholds of failure and quite limited in numbers. Thus, their torn-up limbs would indicate danger for others to avoid.

Marks of their safety means of the soldier life’s worth before the government. Formation shapes from the spearhead to the bottom. Villains will forfeit the grunts at the early stage of the encounter. From there, levels should become more difficult, by which the opposite spectrum sends out more resilient warriors in order to have advantage over their challengers on the battlefield.

And Naulus organized their army in the exact similar method to those principle.

Baron has four of those sticky napalms in reachable side of his backpack. Left-handed in sports, the young athlete have well-flourished career in the past. He won in almost every game of 2007 and obtained Most Valuable Player of the year to complete His hard-earned league winner medal. In the Olympic games, Armea acquired their sole gold medal from basketball games that the young man had involved with.

In many rumors from sport journalists and fans alike, Baron has needed just one step ahead to have European basketball competition in his pocket. American clubs have considered him to become number one target, but has ever been blocked by Armea’s perpetual hostilities.

Now, soldiers at the end of the line should be tougher than the rest of their ranks. I could infiltrate their silly defenders due to less-discipline attitude. Open-bare defense with rooms for my leg to dance, no attention of their surroundings, or firearms skills against an invisible opponent.

They have none of it. But, how about the group at the backbone of their formation?

To add, I have seen Droylfe Inc. Drone technology on the front side of Naulus army. In my opinion, the three of them survey upon the track with main objective to distinguish soils against land-mines. They will dismantle active bombs underground by using needle-like weapons to initiate its explosive mechanism, hence their intensive search upon the land for one.

But, I see some of them has failed to navigate some mines down there. Could I call that defect items?

I’m not a CEO of that industry anymore. It’s lovely to return in that situation, and I wish for that to happen, yet I don’t really have ideas to do that anyway.  

~bzzt~

‘Keep up the work, buddy. I’ll fuse the bomb once you get close to the brood.’

The young athlete nodded towards His lieutenant’s ordinance. He was supposed to plant the bomb, never to put down the cue on hold. Patience is absolute to synchronise in the midst of their impending tactics. Baron requires utmost materials for navigating the bottom-line area of the opponent’s ranks and take advantage from their minuscule-rated mistakes.

Thought-provoking encounter awaits behind the back of their immersive stronghold. In comparison to the forefront soldiers, awareness is essential to come up against seven men on each flank of the commander tank. Their leering vision observe the nook and cranny from dusted territory of Moyra. A legitimately-unidentified technology fashioned their eyes over obscure objects that Baron have no comprehensive knowledge about.

It could be invisibility detector in similar manners to his own device, or an unknown equipment with unparalleled functions against advantageous position that Baron has utilised to this extent.

Here goes nothing.

The young athlete inhales a bit. He perceives the surrounding environment for the last token of information that either eyes could traverse into. Tense and formidable, that was the outcome from five minutes’ worth of inspection derived off the grid.

After that, Baron whispered,”I’m ready, captain. Prepare the-“

~boom~

Massive clouds of fire discombobulate the crowds. Baron has misgivings about the explosive’s ability to distract their army earlier. However, such detonation paves the way for him into the once-robust defensive structure within commander tank’s proximity, as their leader reduced concentrations around the commander tank to be more balanced at the front.

~bzzt~

‘That’s your five minute window. Run like hell, Baron.’ The Lieutenant speaks from the radio.

Baron springs up and goes past the ruins to scale up with the empty space on the road. Three guards to get across on the side posed unfathomable risk to advance upon. They tightened defensive formation and stood with their back pressing on each other for means of coverage around their vicinity. To protect one another in events of surprise assault around the flank, their eyes should be positioned over every available blind-spots in 360 degrees.

One person could maintain 150 degrees of angle, so the three of them combined would assure complete scrutiny ahead of their opponents close to their range. Unfortunately, it still has a definitive drawback to its users in the process.

A wide area for Baron to run and infiltrate into.

Oh yeah, A few steps ahead and I will slide down the hatch. They could never stop invisible-me, couldn’t they?