Chapter Fourteen

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I marched out of my office and approached my general.

"Gather the troops, we are going to Turkey," I ordered.

"Sir are you sure?" he questioned.

"You are not paid to ask questions, now go and do it!" I commanded.

The man jumped slightly. "Yes sir."

I went back to my courters to gather what I would need. I grabbed a spare change of clothes and gun with its ammo.

"Sir, how long will we be camped there?" the general asked me.

"Bring the special operations unit. We won't be there long at all," I replied.

I'm coming (Y/N).

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