My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462: Take Me To The Armory

"Show them... why you’re my right hand, Red."

Ashley drew a deep breath as she stared at the monitor. Despite the grainy footage and the distance, she caught the faint smile on Red’s face.

"There you go," she exhaled, shaking her head before letting out a quiet laugh. "Haha... that idiot."

Deep down, she knew Red was doing everything he could to keep his anger in check.

This was their first real mission together.

The previous night, they had been split up to complete different objectives. This was the first time they were coordinating a large-scale operation as one team.

He was trying to be considerate—even if it meant gritting his teeth while letting people beat him up when he could’ve broken every one of them in seconds.

"But I guess I’m the idiot for expecting them to read my intentions when we’ve never worked together before," Ashley muttered, nodding to herself. "We’ll get used to each other."

Her brows suddenly lifted as something on another monitor caught her attention.

A satisfied smile spread across her lips.

"Ahh..."

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In the area Ashley was watching, several guards paused when the speakers blasted the entire compound with a piercing screech before a woman’s voice echoed through the base.

"What the fuck?" one of the guards scoffed. "Who the fuck is that bitch?"

"Ugh... I guess one of the bitches finally lost her mind."

"Go check it."

One of the men pushed himself away from the table where they had been playing cards during their break.

Just then, he spotted another guard approaching.

"Huh?"

His voice drew everyone’s attention.

The newcomer wore a cap, but his uniform looked familiar. It was nearly identical to the uniforms worn by the new soldiers who had arrived a few weeks ago.

"Hey, rookie." The guard rested both hands on his hips. "Go check on the bitch messing with the comms."

Instead of doing it himself, he casually tossed the task to the newcomer. The men around the table chuckled while the guard smirked before he turned back toward the recruit.

The second he did, his breath caught and his pupils dilated.

The new soldier was pointing a pistol straight at him.

Before his brain could even process what was happening, he saw the flash at the muzzle.

BANG!

BANG!

The shots echoed through the room.

For a split second, everyone froze.

Then came the heavy thud of a body collapsing onto the floor.

Time seemed to slow.

They turned just in time to see their comrade lying motionless, a bullet hole between his eyebrows while blood slowly spread beneath him.

"Hey—"

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

The disguised new soldier immediately redirected his fire.

Instead of shooting the men first, he targeted the weapons resting on the table, blasting them away before anyone could grab them.

The guards instinctively jumped back, but the soldier calmly advanced, firing with unwavering precision.

Every shot found its mark.

Within seconds, everyone in the break room was down... except one.

The lone survivor collapsed onto the floor, clutching his bleeding leg as pain twisted his face. His breathing stopped when another shadow loomed over him.

A pistol pressed against his forehead, causing him to freeze completely.

Slowly, he looked up. His lips trembled with fury.

"Who... who are you?"

The "new soldier" removed his cap with one hand, revealing the cold face of a man.

Tank.

"Lead me to the armory," he said, his deep voice devoid of emotion. "Get up."

The wounded guard laughed bitterly. "You think—AHHH!!"

Before he could finish mocking him, Tank pulled the trigger again.

BANG!

The second bullet tore through the very same leg.

"I didn’t miss the first time," Tank said coldly. "I kept you alive because I only need one person to show me the way."

"Motherfucker..." the guard hissed, his entire body trembling from the agony shooting through him.

[Control Room]

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