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Chương 24: Memories From The Past

Special Forces Command. Secret base, mountainside.

Several warplanes took off and landed from the runway on the slope of a mountainside. The secret headquarters of the government's Special Forces. They are practicing by carrying out training missions, flying, shooting, martial art, etc.

Nothing special, the facilities are so ordinary. Soldiers must be able to live in any condition, right? The barracks of soldiers also look so simple, dark green tents. There is five folding bed in every tent, with such a simple fabric cabinet.

Thick dust billowed from the unpaved road. A military jeep transports a general and his troops. Accompanied by several aides, he entered the basecamp area. The aides waited at the entrance of a barracks. Only the General and the Colonel went inside.

"WAKE UP!!!" shouted a man, his body not too big, but solid and tall. Still wearing an army green t-shirt and slacks covered in mud, he and his three friends got up. They were paying respects to the two people who just entered.

"Okay, relax! You can sit back down!" A stern-faced man with gray hair gave instructions. The four men obeyed, they sat on a long wooden bench

The barracks were quiet. There is a long wooden bench with a table and blackboard—the place where they usually hold meetings or explain training missions.

"He is Colonel King. From now on, he will be the head of Team Omega. You can introduce yourselves and get to know each other." The general patted the shoulder of a large man with dark skin. His body is very athletic. His face is firm and cold. There is a cut scar on his left cheek.

"I'm LIGHT, a close combat expert!" said Light.

"I'm GUNNER, IT and weapons expert," said Gunner. He looks the most petite when side by side with his teammates.

"SHADOW, sniper," said Shadow briefly. He was known to be the most expressionless voice.

"VIPERS, medical, and poison are my forte." Vipers, the only woman on the team, introduced herself.

"My name is KING. I am a tracker and strategist. Nice to meet you, together we will be an unbeatable TEAM." King greeted his members one by one. He was very humble and respected his teammates. The four members of TEAM OMEGA do like King.

"You guys ready for the real mission?!" shouted King.

"Yes, sir!!" the four answered in unison.

Team Omega became the deadliest team. They eliminated the enemies of the country, both from within and from without. Anyone who threatens the country's sovereignty will surely disappear without a trace in the hands of Team Omega. They are a solid team, compact, complement each other's shortcomings, protect each other. Thanks to King's direction, Team Omega becomes a fearsome team. Their name began to be known until it came out of the Special Forces Command.

All the identities of the members have been erased because they are criminals without families. L and S are orphan thugs, G is a hacker who was almost sentenced to death for hacking state data, while V, a former illegal drug dealer, will also be sentenced to death. Governments who saw their potential chose to give them a new identity as part of Team Omega.

However, all of their achievements and perfect life as soldiers disappear during a hostage liberation mission in a warring country. Two journalists became hostages of a rebel group. Their job is to free the hostages and also capture the leader of the rebels.

MIDDLE EAST, ten years ago.

A military plane with an omega logo lands smoothly on the country's military base. UN military base camp. All troops organized into the United Nations have the right to transit and stay there. In the area belonging to the allies, the five Team members can rest in peace for a while there.

The team padded in other armies from various countries. All eyes immediately looked at the arrival of the Omega team. They stopped the training process. They were trying to figure out what kind of team is so hailed these days in the military industry.

The five members do look strong. But what stands out the most is Shadow, who carries a special modified long-barreled weapon from Gunner. Weird weapon. It's so long that it doesn't even fit into a gun case. Shadow has to carry it on his shoulders. Vipers occasionally blinked at the handsome soldiers, his sexy lips parted while chewing gum. Gunner chuckles in annoyance because the poisonous woman seduces another man in front of her lover's eyes. Light was walking behind. There were five daggers of various sizes hanging at his belt.

"Welcome to UN headquarters. She is Kaleela, your translator." The host greeted the five enthusiastically. He also introduced a beautiful girl named Kaleela. A resident who speaks several languages. The girl will be the interpreter for TEAM OMEGA during the mission in this country. she has long light brown hair, a pointed nose, and a sharp chin—a middle eastern face. The girl wore a simple robe after cloth trousers, equipped with a pashmina hood. Her eyes were sky blue, very beautiful and clear.

"My name is Kaleela. Just call me Lela," she said softly.

"Hello, La. I'm King, their commander."

"I'm Gunner."

"I'm Vipers."

"Shadows."

Shadow had to nudge his brother's arm to introduce himself.

"I... I'm Li... Light!!" stuttering Light.

"Please ask. I will guide you and translate the local language. But maybe it's good for you to take a break. Plane travel must be very tiring." Kaleela smiled, then escorted them to the barracks.

"Thank you, La."

"You're welcome. I'll be back tomorrow morning." Kaleela put her hood back on. Wrap the ends of the pashmina around the neck. Sweltering weather can indeed damage hair, especially in the middle of a desert country. The dust that sticks to the wind will also make the hair more tangled.

Not far the girl left, Light followed her. "Kaleela!" Light called out the girl's name.

"Yes?" Kaleela turned around.

"Eric," Light said as he raised his hand.

"Hah?" Kaleela looks confused, her blue eyes staring deep into Light's eyes, looking for an answer. The wind blew slowly, causing Kaleela's hair to wave out of the pashmina's hood.

"That's my real name. We haven't gotten to know each other properly yet." Light's smile, his face looks handsome.

"Kaleela, my mom calls me Ela. Maybe we can call each other by first names." Kaleela combed through the messy strands of hair, fixed the hood. Her sweet smile looks stunning.

"Okay, Ella." Light looks happy.

"See you, Mr. Eric. Rest in comfort." Kaleela left the basecamp, heading to the nearby resident village.

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Rafael wakes up from his dream, two hours to the next town. The man accidentally falls asleep and dreams of memories from his past when he was still a part of the OMEGA team, three months before losing Light and his entire life.

"Such a real dream," Rafael muttered, deftly he tidied up his belongings, a backpack filled with rifles and several types of bullets.

Rafael rubbed his face roughly to regain consciousness. He hadn't been on guard like a soldier in a long time. Now, he fell asleep very quickly. Rafael had time to look at his cellphone. At 7.30 pm, Jasmine had not given him any news at all. But Rafael was grateful. Maybe Jasmine had followed his words not to contact him while he was at work.

"Sorry, Jasmine," Rafael whispered before turning off his phone.

— MI VOLAS VIN —

Jasmine is with Leon right now, El … 😏


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