The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 333: the climax

Bzzz!

Hello, Mr. King?

Not this again. King grumbled as soon as he heard this. I told you to call me Captain like the others, I grew up in a relatively lawless region does not mean that Im not qualified to be a Captain too.

Ok, sir

Say, Captain!

Ok, Captain. Please, I want to inform you that youre needed to help hinder the activities of a key terrorist at bay.

That female Commander?

Yes.

Even as he talked through his special communication device with Corporal Damn who was the overall coordinator of the Vatican soldiers in this battle, King was still doing his dark work.

Boom!

Corporal Damn on the other end kept quiet to allow the loud booming sound to subside. From his location at the back of the formation of soldiers, he could see who he was speaking with at the distance.

At this moment, King practically already branched away from the rough unit of soldiers that he entered the battle with.

Everywhere around him was red, burning fire dominated every part of the battlefield that he went through. The battle was already going on for minutes, and his touch was already everywhere on the battlefield.

His bombs were not his only option though; when brave high-grade terrorists attempted to close him down that was when they experienced the horror of their life.

This man was not competent with bombs alone, with cold melee weapons, he was a boss too.

With smooth movements, he unsheathed a sword from his back which he used to kickstart his close-ranged massacre across the ranks of the terrorists.

Among the side of the Vatican soldiers, apart from Captain Clark who was doing what could only be described as evil work, King was undoubtedly the best performer who bled the terrorists the most.

After killing another clustered set of terrorists, he finally stopped in one place and directed his attention at the female terrorist Commander.

Just like he and Dickson wreaked havoc across the terrorist ranks, so also did the female terrorist Commander wreaked havoc. The only difference was that the resistance against her was much sturdier, rendering her helpless.

Despite her helplessness, Vatican soldiers still died to her at a steady rate.

You mean I should pin her down, right? He asked into the comm.

Yes, Captain, Vatican City will really appreciate

Done. He didnt let the Corporal finish before he gave his consent.

As soon as he gave his consent, he stumped on the ground, making it crack as his exotic boots spewed out blue energy in waves. He flew up the next moment, going straight in the direction of the female Commander.

Commander Keidi had a weary expression on her face, she was already feeling demotivated about the battle but she did not stop her actions. Killing more Vatican soldiers appeased her mind.

She was one of the 2 Commanders that were assigned to come to the Vatican City region temporarily, at first, she thought it was just something trivial but she would have never expected this.

When Commander after Commander of the same rank as she was started dying to the forces of the small city, she finally started re-evaluating how she saw it. She was shocked, she just couldnt explain it.

She advocated that they kill Clark, but she never thought that they were just playing into his hands. He was playing them like they were just chess pieces on a chessboard.

She didnt know when last she felt respect for youngsters, but she felt respect for this one. Even if all her subordinates died here today, as long as she escaped, she was fine.

She was just waiting for the signal from the old man.

As she wanted to continue her battle, she suddenly ducked before leaping backward. 2 daggers flew above her head, she dodged at the nick of time as King quickly landed beside her.

She recognized him; this man was among the stranger reinforcements that the city brought to crush them.

She felt anger seeing him, without thinking she attacked.

Clang!

Blocking with his sword, King did not say anything as he quickly counter-attacked, starting his official battle with this terrorist Commander.

It was just a few minutes before an hour since the battle started.

Corporal Jack still felt that it was unreal. Emily was not on the battlefield due to her pregnancy, she volunteered to join but Clark vehemently refused.

As her fiance, he felt complicated.

When Clark just came back from his last mission and Emily became so happy, he felt jealous and angered. Not at Emily, not even at Clark, but at himself for not being exceptional enough.

If he was as strong as Clark, maybe his fiance wouldnt have had a crush on the captain. His most ambitious goal in life was to surpass Captain Clark.

This was what he aimed for, but in this battle, he finally confirmed that it was just an unrealistic ambition. Clark was not somebody that he could surpass, he resigned to his fate.

When Clark just came to ask for the Pendragon mercenary groups help, he felt angry that the captain was about to use the lives of the mercenaries to further his ambitious goals.

He felt resentment because of a lot of other reasons, but when the battle finally started that was when his eyes opened.

The mercenaries were not the main force at all, they were just there as support. With Captain Briggs and Captain Josh holding the terrorist Commander at bay, they were free to wreak havoc.

Their fortune showed in the sense that, despite all the casualties the Vatican soldiers already suffered theyve only suffered 3 deaths which were negligible in such a chaotic battlefield.

All this was made possible by Clarks meticulous planning, not only that but the overwhelming strength that he was showing on the battlefield.

All he felt now for him was, admiration.

Boom!

The exotic car stumped and crushed terrorists to meat paste without a care of the world, steamrolling through them like they were weed in farmland that needed to be plucked and burnt.

Tu! Tu! Tu! Tu!

As it moved, bullets sprayed from the gun ports at its side like a hail of rain. With the worry of overheating already eliminated by the complex exotics stuffed into its bulk, it just kept on shooting the bullets out.

Clark didnt know how many terrorists he and his exotic car already killed, not that he cared though. All that was in his mind was kill more, kill more, and kill more again without pause.

With all the main people that could hinder him on the battlefield restricted by his reinforcement, he continued his massacre without holding back.

The terrorists tried to avoid him but he was faster than them. The last thing they saw before going to the afterworld was the edge of his blade, then their heads were detached from their body.

Battling for so long, he was already feeling exhausted but he firmly suppressed it to the side. He was not resting; he was not over until the battle was over.

Looking at the battlefield now, it was no longer steaming with terrorists but now it was soldiers. More than 70% of the terrorists that came for the attack already died, and the others had nowhere to escape to.

The battle was already drawing to an end, the crumbs were the ones now left to pick up one by one.

Keidi, weve done our best. Its time to leave.

Hearing the heaviness in the tone, Clark stiffened for a moment. This was from a transmission device that he secretly attached to the terrorist Commanders uniform when he fought with him.

He wants to escape.

As soon as he turned his head to look, he saw the terrorist Commander casually slap Captain Briggs and Josh aside before getting on the run.

At the same time, the female terrorist Commander smoothly disengaged from King and started running also.

Seeing this, all of them reacted.

Captain Briggs, Josh, Clark, King, and Dickson, all left their positions and went after the 2 Commanders. The atmosphere on the battlefield became stiffer and heavier as soon as this happened.

The battle was slowly coming to an end, and now the climax was here.