Chapter 7: Ambush in the Shadows
The dim hum of machinery echoed through the vast underground base of Kai's operations. The air was heavy with tension as Kai reviewed the latest reports in his office. His sharp eyes scanned the data, his mind churning through solutions to the problems that plagued his empire.
Unbeknownst to him, chaos was about to erupt.
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It started with a distant rumble, followed by the abrupt blare of alarms. The sound of shouting and hurried footsteps filled the corridors as Kai's men scrambled to respond. Before anyone could make sense of the situation, the doors to the main hall burst open, and a hail of bullets rained down.
The gang known as S.C.O.T. had infiltrated the base. They moved with ruthless precision, their firearms blazing without hesitation. The surprise attack caught everyone off guard, leaving Kai's men scrambling to defend themselves.
Kai burst into the control room, his voice sharp and commanding. "What's going on?"
One of his men, blood streaming from a wound on his arm, looked up in panic. "It's S.C.O.T., sir! They've breached the main entrance and are advancing fast. We didn't see it coming!"
Kai's jaw tightened, his mind racing. They weren't prepared for this. The base wasn't fortified for an attack of this scale, and his men were already falling under the relentless assault.
Grabbing a gun from the wall, Kai stepped out into the chaos. The sight before him was devastating: his men—loyal, hardworking, and brave—were being gunned down without mercy. He moved swiftly, taking cover and firing at the attackers with deadly accuracy.
But the gang was relentless. They surged forward, their leader—a towering figure with a scar running down his face—barking orders that echoed through the hall. Kai aimed for him, but before he could pull the trigger, a sharp pain exploded in his side.
The gang leader had shot him.
Kai staggered, his vision blurring as he clutched his side. Blood seeped through his fingers, staining his once-pristine suit. His gun felt heavy in his hand, but he refused to go down without a fight. Summoning every ounce of strength, he fired back, hitting several of the attackers.
The gang leader sneered, advancing toward him. But before he could finish the job, a deafening roar of gunfire erupted from behind.
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Kai's mother arrived, her bodyguards storming into the room with unmatched precision. Her presence was commanding, her expression a mix of fury and determination.
"Take them all down," she ordered, her voice cutting through the chaos like a blade.
Her guards moved swiftly, their training evident in their coordinated attack. One by one, the gang members fell, their ranks decimated by the overwhelming force.
Kai's mother rushed to his side, her face pale but resolute. "Get him to the hospital now!" she barked, two of her guards immediately lifting Kai's weakened form.
As he was carried away, Kai's vision blurred further. The sounds of gunfire faded, replaced by the pounding of his heartbeat and the searing pain of his wound.
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The news of the attack spread like wildfire.
Leo was in his office when he received the call. His assistant, Kim, stood nearby, watching as his boss's face went pale. The phone slipped from Leo's hand, clattering onto the desk.
"Sir?" Kim asked, his voice tinged with concern.
Leo didn't respond immediately. His mind was reeling, the words on the call repeating in his head like a cruel mantra. Kai's been shot. He's in critical condition.
Leo's hands trembled as he finally looked at Kim. "Get the car. Now."
Kim didn't ask questions. He had never seen Leo like this before—so shaken, so vulnerable.
As they rushed to the hospital, Leo's thoughts were a chaotic mess. The anger, the unresolved feelings, the pain of their last encounter—it all melted away, replaced by a singular, o
verwhelming fear.
Don't die on me, Kai. Not like this.