?Chapter 593: He was thoroughly outssed.


    If the skirmish dragged on, it would not just be his men who would fall.


    He, too, was on the brink of sumbing to Harlees relentless assault.


    Chambein was immediately filled with regret for his decision.


    Coming here had been a mistake.


    He was supposed to follow his superiors instructions, leaving the confrontation with Harlee to his subordinates.


    Clutching his aching, inmed foot, Chambein swayed, teetering on the verge of copse, his face twisted in sheer desperation.


    One desperate, all-consuming thought gripped his mind: He needed to get away, no matter the cost.


    If only he had known the horrors that awaited him with Harlee, more formidable than ever, he would have strictly followed orders and avoided stepping foot into Mogluylia.


    Driven by an instinctive need to survive, Chambein cast aside any previous intentions of safeguarding the undercover agent.


    With a fierce clench of his jaw, he resolved to deploy hisst resort.


    He urgently dispatched a distress signal to the undercover agent stationed in Mogluylia, demanding an immediate helicopter extraction.


    He specified the need for iron chains instead of the standard rope for the rescue harness.


    Having coordinated these measures, Chambein barked out amand to his team, Everyone, brace yourselves! We must repel all attackers, no matter the cost! g?lnσν????????s﹒????????????, the heart of fiction Chambein surmised that as long as Harlee and her group aimed to hold the line and protect the mountain pass, he might just secure a chance to slip away.


    After a tense pause, Cormac broke the silence with a sly grin.


    Ive got a brilliant idea.


    I can start a fire amid the chaos.


    Once the ze spreads, considering the predictable response of the locals, theyll surely send a hefty force to tackle it.


    Thats your cue to slip onto the helicopter during themotion! Chambein responded with a devious smirk, pulling a sleek, custom-mademunicator from his pocket.


    Sharp as always, Cormac.


    Im counting on you.


    He handed the device to Cormac, pping him firmly on the shoulder.


    Make yourself scarce once youve ignited the fire.


    Ill have someone ready to extract you.


    Understood.


    I wont disappoint you, Cormac replied.


    With those words, Cormac started scouting for a new escape route from the cave and looked for opportunities to blend into the surroundings.


    Leveraging his nondescript appearance, Cormac managed to evade detection, stealthily moving five hundred meters from the cave before striking a match.


    The prolonged dry spell,sting three months, ensured that the fire caught quickly, and soon the mountain was engulfed in mes.


    At that moment, Kareem and his demolition squad were gearing up to raid the cave.


    The cry of Fire! erupted from the crowd, forcing Kareem to adapt swiftly.


    He turned to Harlee, his voice even andposed.


    Harlee, can you, Tonya, and the others secure the cave entrance to block Chambeins escape? Absolutely! Harlee nodded.


    Harlee directed Kareem to handle the fire while she managed the escting crisis.


    Initially, she had nned to burst in and take Chambeins life, but Kareems insistence on capturing him alive tempered her aggression.


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