Shi Lang gave instructions and the people got to work. They were going to wait for a few hours before they started the raid. The plan was divided into steps and the roles were clearly highlighted. The strategy was not something too simple and it was not something too complex.

As the curtain of night thickened, Shi Lang said, “Go.”

With that one word, Carole and Hunk set off the stake outpost to the duke’s mansion. Their goal was to claim the highest watchtower inside the complex. Hunk may look big and bulky but he had a special skill, he could easily sneak through even the most heavily guarded places. The two moved like a unit. Hunk was tasked to kill the ground units of the enemy side. While Carole was to provide him cover from the shadows and advance at his pace. They were not to go to the watchtower directly.

Shi Lang would enter the manor complex not far behind them and he will be dealing with the active patrols. His job was to make sure that Sharpnel was not disturbed while planting explosives and traps for the reinforcements.

…

Hunk stood under the wall of the manor and Carole ran towards him. Hunk lowered his center of gravity and extended his hands outwards. Carole jumped and landed on his palms. The next moment, like a springboard Hunk, gave her a push in the air. The strength was so much that Carole got past a thirty feet high wall like it was nothing.

Well, that was one of the perks of having super strength. Carole did not fall down the wall but stood on the peak of it. With her sniper rifle tied behind her back, she lowered herself carefully. Then she took out a metal rope from her utility belt. One end of the belt was tied to her waist while the other end was held by Hunk.

The man tugged the rope twice and Carole jumped off, Hunk used his legs to push off the ground, and the counterweight of the lady at the other end of the rope gave him enough boost to climb the wall in just a matter of blinks.

Sharpnel was keeping watch on the two of them with a set of binoculars and said, “Captain, the two are in. What now?”

Shi Lang said, “I will go in from the front gate. You will follow me at a distance of a few meters. Make sure to hide properly, Do not exceed thirty meters range.” his tone was calm and cold.

Sharpnel could have sworn that this kid was not going to leave anyone alive. He did not want to get in the crosshairs by telling Shi Lang to calm down. He nodded and the two moved. Shi Lang did not intend to give anyone even a second to react.

With a set order of targets, he raised his handgun as he ran towards the gate. The gate of the mansion was guarded by six guards. The boy leaned forward and his feet moved swiftly. In his left was his handgun while in his right hand his knife was ready to lash out at the enemies. As he got closer to the gate, the guards detected his actions, but before they could call it out.

A black gleam shone through the air, and a guard was lodged to the very gate he was guarding. The others were shocked, and Shi Lang raised his handgun, exploiting the shock in the hearts of the rest of the people. He made three consecutive shots. With all headshots, the three guards fell to the ground before they could even understand what happened.

The two that were not yet shot and attacked, were about to raise the alarm when Shi Lang was already close to them. He jumped in the air and his heel landed on the right temple of a guy, stunning him for a few seconds, and the other guy raised his assault rifle to take a shot but Shi Lang had somehow used the head of the enemy he had just kicked as a springboard, successfully flipped his body in the air, landed behind the gunner.

Snap!!!

Shi Lang had successfully snapped the head of the gunner and then he charged at the stunned guy, his fingers seemed to have become knives, as he stabbed at the throat of the last guy, making him choke to death. Sharpnel, who was following him at some distance watched all this happening within a few blinks, and could not help but mumble, “What sort of a demon is he?”

Shi Lang did not have the time to appreciate his work, so he took out the knife from the corpse nailed at the door. Then he dragged the guard closest to the side and used his palm print to access the scanner and get inside the manor gates.

A few hours ago, he had already finished hacking into the system and had placed the footage on a loop. Before anyone found out what was wrong with the monitoring system, he will be half done with his task to clean the patrols.

After getting inside the manor, Shi Lang had turned into a bloody man, wherever he passed, he would be leaving death and blood in his wake.

Sharpnel was following him through the complex setting up explosives throughout the premises. He was scared to see how cold the aura of Shi Lang was. He did not seem to have any emotions but one thing he had come to admit was the skills Shi Lang commanded. He was decisive and once he enters the battle his commitment was astounding.

Shi Lang had dealt with at least five people at a time minimum yet he was able to leave it without a sound. Sharpnel did not know how much practise one needed to come this far in his way of combat.

If he was to know that Shi Lang was just using the skills he had acquired in his past life, he would have been shocked. Shi Lang was not a genius cultivator in his past life. He was a scavenger, someone who lived off the opportunities snatched off from people.

Someone’s trash was someone else’s treasure. Shi Lang was a man who lived day to day. If we go looking for a proper term to describe his way of life, then Shi Lang might be someone the people called, A cut throat.

His senses in combat were so high because he would be constantly battling, sometimes to snatch off a chance, or sometimes to cling to his life and live for another day. The edge of life and death can make a person grow strong at a terrifying pace.

Shi Lang suddenly stopped moving forward and said, “Carole, is the point secure?”

In the earpiece of his mask, Carole’s voice sounded, “Affirmative Captain.”

Shi Lang reverted back again, “Go trigger happy, if you find someone slacking, take it into count.”

Carole replied, “Roger that, going trigger happy.”

Hunk was standing behind the lady as she scoped down the targets through her lens. Hunk said, “You risk exposing the position if you fire the weapon.”

Carole said, “Do you think I am unaware of this fact?” Her words choked Hunk.

The next moment as if waiting for her queue, the sky thundered. Hunk raised his head and found it raining. Carole chuckled and said, “Remember my ability?”

Hunk clicked his tongue and said, “Annoying wishes.”

Carole chuckled and then in perfect sync with the lightning flash in the sky, she pressed the trigger and in a distance a sentry fell to the ground.

This was her ability, perfect weather control. She could use it only once in a few months. The ability needed accumulation and only when she was in a situation like this, where she was staking out. Plus the ability just needed her to trigger it once and then forget, perfectly in line with her job as a sniper.

Hunk said, “It is said, that the water of this planet is red in color.”

Carole took a shot and said, “Good for us, the red rain will cover the tracks.”

…

Sharpnel followed Shi Lang and said, “Captain, i have covered up all the points. What do we do now?”

Shi Lang nodded after cleaning his knife and said, “Time to enter and kill them. Or shall we lure them out.”

Sharpnel said, “Captain, I suggest we lure them out?”

Shi Lang nodded and said, “Detonate the bombs around the holding cells. For the sake of our people I hope you have set controlled charges.”

Sharpnel nodded with a smile and said, “Captain, I did use the controlled charges. Don’t worry.”

Shi Lang nodded and gave him a go sign, while he contacted Hunk and said, “Regroup with us, I need you to smash some people.”

His commands were all simple enough to understand and Hunk said, “Be right over Captain.”