James waved him off. “No need to worry. I can make human-skin masks. Just get me the necessary materials.”
“Alright.”
Jose nodded. “Have a rest here. I’ll prepare the stuff.”
Jose turned to leave.
While preparing the necessary material, Jose also handpicked men he could trust for the mission.
Soon, he had completed his preparations.
James began making the human-skin mask. It didn’t take long for the mask to be completed. Wearing the mask, James was now a middle-aged man with tanned skin.
The night passed silently.
The next morning, James headed toward Southern Plains City’s military region with a dozen soldiers.
On an empty plot of land in the city’s military region, a hundred or so soldiers stood.
These were capable fighters handpicked by the generals and the lieutenants.
Pablo stood at the very front and looked at them. Wearing a satisfied look, he said, “Very good. From today onwards, you’ll be stationed outside the building. Do not leave your positions. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir!”
Their voices rang in unison.
Satisfied with their reaction, Pablo left his men.
Soon, Floyd arrived.
He began organizing and deploying the men.
Floyd knew that James was not going to come alone. He’d bring the assassins he recruited with him. Now, all Floyd needed to do was to set up a foolproof trap to lure James and his men in.
Once they set foot in his trap, they would not leave the place alive.
Hundreds of elite soldiers armed with heavy weaponry guarded the building the generals of the twenty-eight nations were in.
An army of a million soldiers was stationed right outside the military region.
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