However, Zayn insisted, "The Jackal is coming for me. He will use even the slightest chance to kill me. He won’t give up and will definitely try to escape. He might even have a backup plan for himself."
"If he succeeds in escaping, he’ll become more wicked and cause more serious damage. There’s a probability that he will look for my family."
Nicolette was convinced. Zayn put on his military uniform and dragged his injured body to join the battle again.
"But you needn’t worry too much." Jaden comforted Brandon. "Zayn is wearing the gear Avery got for him. Harry and Hommy are also protecting him. I believe he’ll be fine." Brandon sighed. "I kept saying that I want to help Zayn, but I actually can’t do anything..."
Jaden patted his shoulder again. "We’re just ordinary people. You don’t have to think of yourself as God Almighty."
’Is Jaden really trying to make me feel better?’ Brandon thought Jaden wasn’t good at consoling people. He then looked at the time. It was almost three in the morning, and he felt that it was still a long way from dawn. The two brothers, feeling pretty dreary, didn’t talk for a period as they let the night breeze brush their faces. Not long after, the field in front of them suddenly started burning. They could tell that Jackal was behind this fire.
There were fire trucks on standby in their area, but it was midsummer in August. The fire would spread in an instant on such a large area of grassland. It wasn’t something that could be extinguished in a short time.
At the same time, everyone received an order from Nicolette. "Don’t waste time putting out the fire. Mobilize your men and find ways to move or remove combustible items near the area. Create a fireproof barrier to prevent the fire from spreading further." That was indeed the best solution at the moment. Moreover, the abandoned building wasn’t worth saving. Without another word, Jaden and Brandon stepped on the dry grass near them and threw the twigs and branches away from the fire.
The military didn’t lose order just because there was a fire. They quickly assigned a portion of their men to create a fireproof barrier. The rest of them patrolled, searched, and continued to save the hostages.
However, there were many spots on fire in Wyomarlo City, causing it to be chaotic.
Brandon said, "It’s too slow to weed with my hands. I’ll drive and crush the weeds with the car. It’s much more efficient."
Jaden’s eyes lit up. "You’re right. I can’t believe that I didn’t think of this."
When Brandon ran over and was about to drive, he saw a few soldiers hurrying past him. A voice came from the earpieces they were wearing. "Confirming that Jackal was seen by the river. Zayn is also by the river. Relevant personnel, please go over and provide support immediately."
"Confirming that Jackal was injured. He was wearing our military uniform and helmet, but he wasn’t wearing the boots. His face wasn’t painted either."
"If you see a suspicious person, ask for the secret code. The secret code is ’The Clown’. Those who can’t answer it correctly will be deemed as our enemy."
When Brandon heard the messages, he followed the soldiers without delay.
Meanwhile, there were firefighters and medical personnel everywhere in Wyomarlo City. They would only be on alert when they saw terrorists. In other words, no one would care to notice Brandon.
He followed the soldiers and ran for a few minutes before reaching the river and was tired out. This made him feel disagreeable again. He couldn’t fathom why this ghost city, which cost so much money and labor to build, needed to be of such a large scale.
A large number of soldiers had already gathered by the river and formed an encirclement. There was also a lot of lighting equipment at the scene. However, the terrain in that area was complicated.
There was a river, construction waste everywhere, and more than ten unfinished residential buildings. The tallest had already been built to more than ten stories, and the lowest was about five to six stories tall. There were also weeds and drainage ditches by them.
As Jackal was alone, there were too many places for him to hide. No matter how many soldiers were deployed to search for Jackal, it would take a long time to screen this area. While the soldiers scanned for Jackal, the latter still had a chance to escape. Zayn understood this clearly. He thought for a moment and raised his flashlight resolutely. He walked to the top of a pile of ten-foot-tall construction waste and shouted, "Jackal, I’m right here!
"Shoot me if you have the guts to do it. If you don’t kill me tonight, you won’t ever have the chance again! "I was lying when I said that my head was wounded.
"I will never forget that I personally killed your father, your sister, and your brothers. Oh, you seem to love your sister very much. She’s actually your wife, right?" He deliberately provoked the jackal.
"They’re all inhumane filths and deserve to die horrible deaths! Do you know what I did to their bodies? I exchanged their heads for my military medal."
Everyone was looking around and trying to spot Jackal. Once he made a sound, he would be locked onto and all firearms would be aimed at him. Brandon didn’t know how to explain it, but he somehow felt a huge sense of danger.
It was as if Jackal had locked onto Zayn and was about to pull the trigger. Brandon’s back was soaked in cold sweat. He glanced around uneasily, looking for any sign of Jackal.
’Where the hell is Jackal?’ he wondered.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. It was from an unknown number. Brandon thought it was weird to receive a call from an unknown number at a time . He didn’t really want to answer it but his intuition told him that it probably wasn’t just a random call.