บท 91: Negotiation Part 1

The Oriental Blackwatch Private Military Company convoy rolled up to the main entrance of World's Resort Manila, engines humming ominously in the otherwise quiet surroundings.

High above, the guard in the watchtower quickly surveyed the scene. His gaze locked onto the Boss, seeking confirmation. A brief nod from the Boss, and the message was clear. The convoy was to be let in.

The guard relayed the approval with a sharp nod of his own to the men stationed at the gates. Swiftly and efficiently, they pulled the gates open, the sound of metal grating against metal piercing the silent air.

One by one, the military vehicles of the convoy entered, their tires crunching against the gravel. They parked in a disciplined arc formation, engines falling silent almost in unison. Doors opened, and the soldiers hopped out, boots hitting the ground as they quickly fanned out into formation. The Boss observed from his vantage point, eyes scrutinizing every movement.