'It all started when I was posted in Huagna, by the main army outpost. I was with my best friend, James. He had been shot in the arm recently, and he was lucky he didn't die. He Had been offered to go back to his wife and children, but he refused. He wanted to stay with me. I said he should go, but he said he would not until the war was over. He had plans for making an arm protector, with a wire that could get him to places quickly, as when he ran, his arm was in immense pain. He said it would fire a harpoon head on the end of a ten foot long nylon cable. Unfortunately, he never finished it, and the sniper who shot him last time decided to finish him this time. He was killed, and his last words were this: 'Take the g-g-grapple on my d-d-desk of my q-q-quarters. It w-will do you good use." He died in my arms in front of me.'
'That sniper was Zhacrov. He killed James. I swore I would get revenge. Now is my chance. He doesn't yet know it is me, but when he does, he will kill me. That is if I don't kill him. That is why I joined the Agency when they were recruiting. I needed to get revenge.'
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Hành độngThis story is about a peaceful country that was rising to the level of the neighbouring country, and the dictator of the second country had the other president shot, and took that role. This book is the first book in ten about the secret services tr...
