From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Hercules’s Power

High up in the mountain, Aron and his special forces teams were pushing through the forest in full search mode.

The plan had been straightforward, three teams, triangle formation, each covering a section of the dense, wooded terrain. They were hunting for a single individual. A man known only by rumor.

Hercules.

The name alone was enough to make half the team uneasy.

The search had been going steady, until one of the squads radioed in.

They’d found something. A cabin. Hidden in the forest.

But minutes later, a scream broke through the channel.

Then… silence.

No static. No follow-up.

Just dead air.

Knowing the exact coordinates of that team, Aron had immediately rerouted, alerting the remaining squad as they raced through the woods at full speed.

“I thought you said we were after a person!” one of the squad captains snapped, panting as they dodged trees and vaulted over roots.

“We are,” Aron replied flatly, not even winded. “But if they were ordinary, do you think I would’ve hired people like you?”

The captain gritted his teeth but said nothing.

And he wasn’t the only one starting to worry. The squad members were remembering the rumors. The witness reports. The shredded thermal signatures. The bear.

The massive, dead bear.

That wasn’t something you forgot.

And now, they were starting to believe it all might actually be true.

As they pressed deeper, the captain glanced sideways at Aron, really looked at him.

That snob of a man…

There was something strange about him.

He’s not just keeping up. He’s leading. And through this terrain?

The captain’s legs were already starting to burn, and Aron hadn’t even broken a sweat.

We’ve trained for this stuff. We’ve run drills in every climate, every altitude. We’re supposed to be the elite. But right now… we’re struggling to keep up with him.

The realization hit harder than he expected.

They finally reached the area.

It didn’t take long to find the first body.

One of the mercenary men was slumped against the back of a thick tree trunk, his body limp, neck hanging forward at a crooked angle.

The bark behind him was cracked, splintered inward as if something had slammed into it with incredible force.

“He’s alive,” the captain said, crouching and checking the man’s pulse. “But barely. He’s not waking up anytime soon.”

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Aron crouched beside him, eyes scanning the damage.

“Was he thrown into the tree?” one of the squad members asked, stepping carefully around the scene. “But… look at the trunk. Part of it’s actually broken.”

“How strong would someone have to be to do that to a tree?”

No one answered. Because they were all starting to realize the same thing.

If Hercules was here, then they weren’t chasing a man. They were chasing a force of nature.

The group had stopped running.

They moved more cautiously now, every step deliberate, every sound around them amplified. They were close. They could feel it, somewhere up ahead, the cabin was waiting.

That’s when they found another body.

This one was lying face-up on the forest floor, groaning weakly. Both legs were crushed, completely shattered at the bone.

“Who did this to you?” the captain asked, dropping to his knees beside the wounded man.

The man’s eyes fluttered, pain etched across every inch of his face. “A man… he got us all,” he gasped. “None of it worked. The weapons, the gear… nothing worked on him. He’s not human… he’s a monster, ”

He passed out mid-sentence, likely from the pain.

The captain clenched his jaw, but Aron knelt beside the man, calmly examining the injury.

“Did you notice the fracture?” Aron said, almost too calmly. “Look at where the bone is crushed, it’s the shin. And only the shin.”

“What about it?” the captain snapped, still tense.

“It’s been broken in the cleanest possible way. The damage is precise. Controlled. This wasn’t done to kill him, it was done to stop him. Disable him. As gently as possible.”

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