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    Charlie took a moment to rx. Once he secured the headgear on his head, he confidently stated, “Okay, you can take me over now!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Musa immediately nodded and, without any hesitation, bent down to retrieve two AK47s. He handed one of the rifles to Charlie, saying, “Please take the gun!”


    Charlie hesitated for a moment, fearing he might resist the weapon, but ultimately picked up the second AK47. It was a model designed to hangfortably on the body, and then he and Musa made their way toward the vige center.


    As they walked, they encountered several soldiers, some of whom were either passing by or on patrol. A few recognized Musa and greeted him warmly. Despite Musa’s slight dy in response, he still appeared normal, which raised no suspicions among the others.


    On the other hand, Charlie—wearing his headgear—remained silent. No one approached him to say hello since only those familiar with him could recognize his identity. Given that he was wearing headgear, no one could connect him to any of their acquaintances.


    This anonymity provided ayer of safety. The army seemed to consist of around one or two thousand personnel, and familiarity among soldiers was limited. Consequently, they did not recognize Charlie and assumed he was merely another unfamiliarrade. They had no reason to suspect he was an outsider.


    Upon reaching the vige square, Charlie observed a flurry of activity among many soldiers gathered around four helicopters. Curiously, he leaned in and asked Musa quietly, “What are those people doing?”


    Musa quickly replied, “They’re all helicopter teams. The majority are maintenance personnel. With today’s gloomy weather and poor visibility, our ability to visually monitor the area is significantly hindered. Therefore, we’ll be sending helicopters to patrol the skies in shifts to keep an eye out for any approaching government forces.”


    Charlie nodded, pondering this information. He then asked, “By the way, can you fly a helicopter?”


    Musa shook his head, responding, “I don’t know how. I’m from an armored brigade; I can operate tanks and infantry vehicles.”


    Charlie nodded thoughtfully. He didn’t have a concrete n for how to extract Ziva Hank after rescuing her. It would be simple enough if he were only saving Ziva Hank. Even if he were to carry her away quietly and navigate dozens of kilometers along the mountain path, encountering Isaac Cameron and the others wouldn’t pose much of a challenge.


    However, rescuing Ziva Hank along with her seven friends would be far moreplicated to aplish alone.<fnedfe> Fresh chapters posted on find?novel</fnedfe>


    With that thought lingering in his mind, he pushed the concern aside and resolved, “This isn’t the time to dwell on that. I’ll figure it out when the momentes!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>


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