306 Vs ck Hand (IV)


    As the dust settled from histest strike, Ss leaned back in his chair within the glowing confines of the underground facility''s control room.


    The dim light from the holographic screens illuminated his sharp features as he studied Luna''stest analysis.


    The once-daunting web of the ck Hand was fraying, itswork of influence shrinking under his relentless pressure.


    Where the map had once been overwhelmed with red points marking their strongholds and operations, now only a scattered few remained. For the first time in decades, the organization was on the defensive. n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    "They''re still dangerous," Ss murmured, his eyes narrowing as he traced the remaining strongholds with a gloved finger. "But they''re panicking. That''s when people make mistakes."


    {Indeed. Thetest intelligence indicates fractures within their leadership. Some members suspect internal betrayal, while others are redirecting resources to secure their personal assets. The disarray is escting.}


    Ss allowed himself a small moment of satisfaction, though it was fleeting. His strikes—exposing their secrets, sabotaging their operations, and indirectly sowing paranoia within their ranks—had worked better than expected.


    Yet, he knew this was only the beginning. The ck Hand would retaliate. They always did. But he was ready.


    "Luna," he said, his voice cold and resolute, "monitor their moves closely. They''ll regroup and try to counterattack, but this time, we''ll be the ones setting the trap."


    {Yes. The next steps are already being prepared. Our operatives in key regions have reported readiness for further operations.


    Additionally, I have begun implementing targeted misinformation campaigns to widen the fractures in their leadership.}


    Ss nodded, satisfied. "Good. Keep them guessing. If they''re going to waste energy chasing shadows, let''s give them plenty to chase."


    ---


    As Ss reviewed the remaining data, Luna disyed detailed dossiers on the individuals who formed the backbone of the ck Hand.


    The holograms rotated, showcasing powerful CEOs, corrupt government officials, and former generals who are head of defencepanies.


    Each face told a story of power and greed, but behind those eyes, Ss now saw something new: fear.


    One dossier caught his attention—a man named Armando, one of the senior figures in the ck Hand.


    Armando had long been a puppet master behind the scenes, orchestrating coups and manipting global markets with impunity.


    Ss had disrupted one of his operations weeks ago, a strike that had not only cost Armando billions but also exposed him to public scrutiny.


    ording to Luna, he was the person that took Daniel to theb facility, and now holed up in a heavily fortified mansion, surrounded by private security andyers of encryptedmunications.


    "Armando won''t act directly. He''s too smart for that," Ss said, leaning forward. "He''ll try to consolidate power while letting others take the fall. But that just means he''s vulnerable."


    {Shall I prioritize him as the next target?} Luna asked.


    Ss shook his head. "Not yet. He''s useful as a distraction. Let the others focus on protecting him while we target someone more strategic. Redirect our efforts to their financial hubs. Their money is their lifeline. Cut that, and they''ll crumble."


    {Understood. I will reroute operations to focus on destabilizing their remaining financialworks.}


    ---


    Ss'' mind was already racing with the next steps. Each decision he made was part of arger strategy—one that required precision, patience, and relentless execution.


    The ck Hand wasn''t just a single enemy. It was a hydra, a beast with many heads, each one needing to be severed in turn.


    But he wasn''t doing this alone. Luna''s efficiency was unparalleled, and through her, Ssmanded awork of operatives, drones, and automated systems that extended across the globe.


    While the ck Hand''s leaders relied on human error-prone alliances, Ss''s operations were ruthlessly calcted. He was the ghost in their machine, the unseen force dismantling their empire piece by piece.


    Standing from his seat, he paced the room, his thoughts turned to the broader implications of his war against the ck Hand.


    They weren''t just a criminal organization—they were a shadow government, pulling strings that controlled entire nations.


    Their reach extended into every facet of global power: the energy sector, pharmaceuticals, defense contracts, and even humanitarian aid.


    By exposing them, Ss wasn''t just fighting for Chloe and her family; he was tearing down the invisible scaffolding of corruption that had propped up the world for decades.


    "This isn''t just about them," he said aloud, his voice low but firm. "It''s about reshaping everything. They think they''re untouchable because they operate in the shadows. But I''ll make sure they understand—no shadow is deep enough to hide from me."


    ---


    Hourster, Luna''s voice broke the silence. {Master, I''ve intercepted encryptedmunications between ck Hand operatives. They''re attempting to coordinate a counterattack. The focus appears to be on cyberwarfare and strategic assassinations.}


    Ss stopped mid-stride, his brow furrowing. "Who are they targeting?"


    {Primarily journalists, whistleblowers, and activists who have amplified your leaks. I''ve also detected chatter about attempts to track down your operations, but they remain unaware of your involvement. Their frustration is evident.}


    "Of course it is," Ss said with a smirk. "They''ve never had to deal with someone like me. Let themsh out—it''ll only make them look weaker."


    {Shall I deploy countermeasures to protect the targets?}


    "Absolutely," Ss replied. "Deploy drones to monitor the journalists and activists. Make it clear that no harm wille to them. If the ck Hand wants to y this game, they''ll learn the hard way that I''m always three steps ahead."


    Within minutes, Luna executed hismands. Surveince drones equipped with state-of-the-art sensors were deployed across multiple cities, silently watching over the intended targets. Meanwhile, Ss instructed Luna to feed false leads into the ck Hand''smunication channels, further muddling their efforts.


    ---


    As the hours stretched into the night, Ss sat back in his chair, watching the holographic map update in real time. The ck Hand''s movements were bing more erratic.


    They were striking out blindly, expending resources on false trails and phantom threats. Their desperation was palpable, and Ss knew it was only a matter of time before they made a fatal mistake.


    "Luna," Ss said, his voice breaking the stillness, "how long before theirwork copses entirely?"


    {At the current rate of operations, their infrastructure could sustain another three months. However, with strategic pressure, that timeline could be reduced significantly.}


    "Then let''s make it two months," Ss said. "Target their financialworks first. No money, no power. And once their leaders are scrambling to save their own skins, we''ll finish them off."


    {Understood, Master. I will prioritize the financial hubs. Additionally, I''ve prepared a new wave of misinformation campaigns to deepen their internal divisions.}


    Ss''s gaze returned to the map, now dotted with fewer and fewer red points. The ck Hand''s empire was crumbling, and the world was beginning to notice. But this was just the first act of a muchrger war.


    As he leaned forward, his steely eyes reflected the flickering light of the holograms. The ck Hand had controlled the world from the shadows for too long. Now, it was Ss''s turn to pull the strings—and he would ensure they never rose again.


    "This is just the beginning," he murmured, his voice carrying the weight of certainty. "Let''s see how well they fight when they have nothing left to lose."


    And with that, Ss pressed onward, ready to tighten the noose around the ck Hand''s neck.