Conviction to becoming queen

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Stella paced impatiently upon the wooden planks that formed their home for over four months. It was making both Ricardo and part of the rest still around anxious.

"You really need to stop that, you're not helping in the mood," Ricardo told her.

"Who are you to decide? At this very moment, he could be locked within a cell, what if he was imprisoned within the City of Pain?!" Stella responded uneasily.

 "Calm down." 

 "The last thing I need you to tell me is that!" 

"Luca is monitoring the comms traffic, Samson is making an inquiry with the Royal Army if they saw a two-hundred-pound man walk through the checkpoint. How hard will that be?"

"If he doesn't come back... if we don't find him..... I'll hold you accountable!" Stella left them with a crying expression.

 "The hell are you still doing there? Go after her fool!" Alberto told him. 

"Forget it," Ricardo responded with crossed arms. Alberto sighed at their vice-leaders attitude.

 "Will Hurk really be alright, Ric?" 

"He had training from both us and Badala, assuming it didn't go down the drain he'd be up on his toes to avoid getting caught." Ricardo was sure Hurk was capable of taking care of himself alright.

"He isn't a complete fool as he makes everyone believe, he's survived worse and without any actual military background in the past. Did you know he was in that African hellhole once, the one Longinus came from?" Alberto had heard of that place. It was a meat grinder of hired guns and innocents all for the sake of blood diamonds, that place was an expression of the worst parts of humanity in the planet to exist. The rumor was that an unknown individual known internationally as the Jackal had been instrumental in destabilizing the factions at war rendering that place completely barren of inhabitance. It could be said he was like a harbinger of death yet not void of morality to save the innocence.

 "Then why do you look so concerned yourself, Ric?" 

"I-...I'm not." Ricardo denied it. A silence matured between them until Ricardo spoke up once more.

 "Stay on standby, tell the others the same." He said as he marched to the door. 

 "Where are you going?" 

"To Baghadur, If he really is in Pacchim Valley he'll need all the help he can get to exfill out of wherever he is. I'm gonna negotiate with the Mukti Tiger leadership Amita to get some help."

 "Is that wise? Shouldn't you wait for the boss at least?!" 

"No time, I'll take Emilio and Luigi with me, stay here and tell Samson when she gets back."

 "I hope you know what you're doing." 

 "I hope so too." 

 "Ric, catch!" Alberto threw a set of keys to Ricardo. 

"Combination code 12-55-32, it better to be prepared than not. That should afford you the maximum firepower you guys need."

 "H- How did you get the keys to the armoury?" 

"I work with Samar when I can, not like you who flirts with Stella in his free time." Alberto chuckled.

"Al... Grazie!" Ricardo turned and left, calling out the other two who would follow him on his rescue mission.

 "And you said you weren't going." Alberto laughs to himself. 

Ricardo accompanied by Luigi and Emilio entered the Arsenal. They began drawing equipment they needed, body armour, special extended range ammo, and grenades. They brought their own highly modified P416 and SIG 553 rifles with them, but they were here for something else.

          

"Fifty-five..... thirty-two (click) got it." A responsive click from the unlocking of the reinforced lock opened. Putting it aside, Ricardo opened the cabinet revealing the contents to him and the rest.

 "... That'll work." Emilio wasn't wrong when he said that. 

 Concerning the long device, they'd been given access to. 

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Arriving at their destination, the Golden Path fighters alighted their trucks to assist in putting out the flames and rounding up the remaining prisoners. Sabal walked up the steps in the direction of De Pleur's office.

He reached the centre square where five renegade soldiers were lined up and on their knees pleading before Paul. De Pleur noticed Sabal's arrival.

"It looks like your time's up. I tried to be the reason on here, good luck guys!" De Pleur told them.

"Where are Brody's friends?" Was the only thing on his mind, the only reason he made his excursion all the way to this place. He had been on the way here for the purpose of a visit until he saw the smoke rising from the City and feared the worst of a Royal Army raid.

 "Time to speak up, bub." De Pleur kicked one. 

 "I was asking you." Sabal stated to Paul who became slightly nervous. 

"What do you think happened?! They split! I've already sent some to find them, that's all I can do on my end. What do you expect me to do with the inventory I have-.... had." Whatever provisions and equipment the Renegades had were now in flames thanks to the fire.

"Do you even realize the seriousness of this, Paul? If Brody even gets a whiff of his friends outside its game over! I hold you personally responsible for this complacency!" Sabal expressively poked him.

"Get off my case, Sabal! You know very well what happened! You insisted that fatty was harmless, you wanted him to mix with those SoCal brats to supply them with false hope yet look what he did! I lost a shit load of men because you handed me poor info on the prisoner. Should I also hold you accountable for the damages?" Paul countered. The surrounding renegades closed in around Sabal and his retinue and glared at him hard and fearless with their intimidating aura.

 "You really are shameless aren't you, Paul." 

"Hmph! Look who's talking, I bet you came all this way to fuck one or both of those SoCal bitches!" Paul said with a smirk, his soldiers laughed.

"This arguing leads us nowhere, what do you currently have at hand?" Paul snorted, Sabal neither confirmed nor denied what he said about his intentions of coming here.

"Two technicals remaining from their routine patrol, I've already sent them to look for them at the monastery."

"They wouldn't have gone there, Hurk infiltrated Golden Path months ago. He knows the routes we both take, that isn't the first place he'd go."

"He infiltrated?!- And you chose to keep this from me?!" Paul was gritting his teeth to the most obvious mistake Sabal made. What was annoying was that Paul was paying for Sabal's error. "You owe me twice a fold for the damage, no excuses Sabal," Paul said in a low and intimidating voice that rivalled the combine might of his renegades.

".... Fine. But this needs to be sorted out first before it becomes beyond salvageable. Losing Jason Brody is too big a loss to deal with." Sabal said, determined not to show weakness towards Paul.

 "Where the fuck could they have gone then?" 

"A few places come to mind, Baghadur, King's Bridge or Shanath arena. At Baghadur they can seek refuge with Amita, King's Bridge with the Royal army and Shanath provides plenty of hiding places amongst the dense populous there."

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