Chapter 1
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It's been two years since the tragedy, nobody knows what happened to Major Jason Hood. In terms of both merit and physique, the SAS man was the top soldier. Everyone including his training superiors is mourning the loss of this talented all-rounder, ideal soldier. Jason Hood was the best man in his profession, and he was so successful in this area that people actually dubbed him the 'SAS Elite.' After Jason's special forces were lost, no one was as good as he was found in the force.
3 years ago.......
"I'm sure I'm going to come back to you, Atlantica, don't worry about me, that's what I'm going to do, because that's what I'm taking the most joy from," Jason said right before he got up the chopper to leave for his mission. Still, after giving his fiancee a false promise of his safe return, Jason truly feels bad. But one thing that was obvious was that Jason loves the area in which he serves. Jason's hand shook with the tension. But what he didn't suspect was that this was his very last mission, the mission that gave the worst nightmares throughout his life."
after a 2-hour ride to the Delamere forest in Cheshire, the chopper approached the rendezvous; the pilot signaled his exit, and Jason and his four squadmates, Mike, Linus, and Jericho, grappled down from the chopper and scanned the perimeter to get in. When the perimeter was clear, the equipment was tested and we equipped the night vison goggles. It was when they were about to walk after the transition to the headquarters, that Jason sensed something odd, it felt like someone was watching them. But before they could make a run, Jericho fell dead; a bullet went right to his back. Jason knew that if he turned to counterattack, they would suffer the same fate as Jericho. tHe quickly understood and summed up the situation and told his teammates to sprint straight ahead for the trees. But before they could enter the forest, both of his teammates fell dead on both sides, like pheasants being shot down from their nests. Jason just realized this once he was wounded as well, But interestingly, it was at his leg, unlike his mates, who were directly at their head.
Jason shot with agony, like a venom that travels steadily through his whole body. His legs grew stiff, and he couldn't notice it for a while. It was when he was in agony that a voice unexpectedly boomed down the remote forest. "We meet again Jason, or shall I call you the 'SAS Elite'," said the guy in the dark. Jason's spine was chilling down as his accent sounded unpleasantly familiar to him. "Who-who the heck are you? "
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