Chapter 168 Revenge Driven (1/2)

Captain Mercado was feeling sad, he tried his best to help the crossbred, but he will be going against the command of the two most powerful men in the whole country...it's a futile effort.

”The General knows about the Facility, Sir?” the captain asked.

”Yes. We have a spy in there, the only reason why it takes us so long to attack that Facility is because of the 5k human shields. Everything needs careful planning to avoid killing the innocent. As you can see...General Smith is a decorative war hero, one of the finest military officials I ever known in my whole life, that is why it's a waste of talent if the crossbred will easily kill him just because of her desperation to save her clan from total annihilation.”

The captain sighed deeply shaking his head. ”So...it's a dead end, Sir?” he said.

Colonel Brown pressed his mouth. ”Well...what could make the General changed his mind? The hatred he felt towards the vampires are so deep...fathomless...as much as I tried to understand the crossbred's desperation to protect her clan...still...we are up against the General and the President here who shared the same hatred towards the vampires in general.”

”Can we let the crossbred finished transforming her entire clan before we proceed in attacking the Facility, at least give them a chance to escape somewhere far?”

Colonel Brown looked at his junior shaking his head. ”The General wants result...body counts of dead vampires after the attack to convince him that the vampires were finally driven to extinction in our country. How the hell can we produce 5k fake dead vampires? Unless the crossbred has a powerful magic that can allow her to produce 5k fake vampire bodies for the General to see with his own two eyes...”

They looked at each other...their brain cells were exhausted just thinking of ways to help solve the crossbred's dilemma.

”Just want to ask this...Sir...if one day all the vampires were fully transformed into mortals do we still need to capture them and kill them?” the captain asked.

”If you asked my opinion and I'm the one in-charge in this operation my answer is...no...there is no need to kill them, what for? they are no longer a threat to the society but if you asked the General he might answer differently,” Colonel Brown said. ”But I don't want the General to be killed either, we are good classmate in college, he is one of the few good men left around in our society,” he added.

The two officers were silent for a moment.

”Ah, Captain, I think you need to go home now, you need to rest. Let's discuss the crossbred's topic some other time, maybe I can find a solution later on. Regarding your retirement let's talk about it some other day, okay?” the colonel said.

”Yes, Sir!” the captain responded.

”You can go now and rest well,” Colonel Brown said.

”Thank you, Sir!” Captain Mercado performed the hand salute to his superior and left the office to go home and rest.

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In a penthouse, overlooking the busy streets, situated in the 20th floor of an expensive apartment building, the Mole was sipping whisky from a half-filled glass in a luxurious living room, he knew already what happened to the men he hired for the kidnapping, the second transaction ended in failure and the men were caught by the military or police officers.

It doesn't matter though, Aston only knew him as The Mole, that guy had not seen his face and he had many aliases, to begin with, The Mole is just one of the many.

He doesn't have a permanent address...

He had many identities.

He likened himself to a shadow, always moving and blending well in the dark, very elusive!

He put the glass in the center table and reached for his phone.