Battalion

Battalion is Zhang Clan's secret underground base. They started building it when Grandpa Tang was still a general. It was carefully built in the past as a shelter for the clan in case of war and only the core family knows about it. When it was under construction, the workers were blindfolded so they wouldn't know it's location. Time passed, their resources increased and it slowly expanded. Although they don't plan to rebel, their actions could easily be misunderstood so this was kept secret even from the younger generation. Its existence entitles great responsibility so the personnel inside were carefully selected who mostly grew up under the general's guidance.

"How can that be?" Grandpa murmurs. Granny Dy was still holding her mouth. His parents were in deep thought.

"Don't worry about it, although this person knows it's existence, the location is still unknown."

"Okay, brat you got my attention! How can you be sure that he can be trusted?"

"It doesn't matter Grandpa, a year from now we can no longer hide it. And it would not implicate ourselves." They're more confused.

"It's not the time to reveal this person but I need you to believe what I'm about to tell you. Because this may sound crazy, I'm putting my reputation and life on line that this fact is 100 percent true, and has 99 percent possibility that could happen." Then he looked at Granny Dy.

"Grandma I think it's connected with 'him' so one of these days, he'll come to talk about it."

"Oh, so it's true they've come." Grandma Dy was in thought.

"No it's not them, but somehow connected, I'm not sure how."

Grandpa Jin signed. "Tell us, Dean."

"Eleven months from now, there will be chaos caused by meteors. It would be called the Apocalypse…" Dean continued the story. Maybe the water prevented them from having a heart attack, especially his parents. While his grandparents are calmer because they already know the existence of another being.

"So that's how he knew about the base. I'm telling you now because I need you all to prepare for the worse. Especially this villa, Grandpa. I want to raise the walls and put electric barb wires on top. I also want to add watch towers, another perimeter fence just in case the other fails, and a second gate that could be closed on the outside while the people who enter could be checked safely without entering the villa.

Let's increase surveillance cameras and we should hire more skilled people that would voluntarily stay under our laws. We also have to think of food, ammo, diesel, and gasoline for cars, more solar panels, generators, and other things. Although the soils and water would be contaminated, I still would want to stock seeds.

Mom, you have friends that research on hydroponics farming right? I think you should invite a team on the base and start cultivating food. We still have months for trial and error.

Dad, think about the water, look for the best water filter. I will also ask Aunt Deborah if they can make a filtering machine that could filter the dirties, and the most contaminated liquids. We must also secure bottled water just in case. If there's time, we could build a reservoir but it must still be underground. The fact that the base survived, it means the meteors might not hit there but still, let's take precautions. If you have problems with the storage, you have to tell me a.s.a.p.

I will tell the entire family about it later, but for now, let the younger generation enjoy their peaceful lives ." Everybody listened but still in a trance, confused about what to believe.

"Can I inform my friends about it? I could tell them that a war is coming, but they should move stealthily. I won't reveal the source and it's up to them if they'll believe me."

"It's okay Grandpa, but choose your words. Is Drake home?"

"No dear, he went on a mission yesterday and will be gone for another week," Granny replied.

Everybody remembered everything he said and went to their rooms feeling complicated.

Dean took his phone. 'Inform everyone, code 8xxxx, on July 20xx. Stock food, water, etc., the safest place: military bases/ villa. Let them decide where to stay. ' he sent the message. After two seconds....

'Done boss, I'll join the villa in May.' , 'Good! I have another task for you, I'll tell you later.' After sending the message, he dialed a number.

"Hello, Doctor! Good to hear from you! Are you calling for that?" said the sexy voice.

"Good evening, yes, please."

"What do you need?"

"A lot of guns, ammo, even those big ones."

"Ho ho ho ho, never imagine you would do something illegal."

"Can you get them?" Dean asked irritably.

"Relax, you saved our lives, I'll get the stars too if you want." she smirked.

"Tell me when it's ready, I'll message you the warehouse later."

"Sure!"

"Thanks," said Dean.

"Who was that boss?" Asked Aubrey Drew

"Our benefactor finally collects what we owe, but he seems like he's preparing for a war or something." said the sexy lady seated on a revolving chair. She's in deep thought.

"How many do we prepare?"

"The first batch, give them all to him. Then the second batch, fill the warehouse on all our bases. The third and fourth, give it to him. Then the remaining fill the underground base. Stock up food that has longer expiry dates."

"Are we also preparing for war?" asked Aubrey curiously.

"No, but I have a feeling I need to follow his lead." She said while caressing her lips with her fingers. "Anyway, we owe him our lives, this is nothing. If he didn't operate on us, even you, we could've…."

"I know I know the boss, I was just asking. I didn't say we shouldn't do it."

She stopped for a moment. "Is she really pretty?"

"Oh Belden's niece? Yeah, she's so gorgeous."

"Hmmm, she's also Dean's girl, right?" , "Yeah."

"What did he say about tonight?" She asked while playing with the chair.

"He said he was busy. But one of our men saw her niece in the emergency room. So maybe…."

She sighed. "When will he think of himself? He's not getting any younger…." She took a photo from her drawer. It was a photo or two teenagers holding hands, she caressed him.

'I won't let you go this time….'

At the Song's Villa, the sounds of things breaking could be heard. There were maids outside Charlotte's room, but they were afraid to enter. From their experience, it would be better to wait for her to calm down before going inside. It's not the first time she's done this, and a maid's face paid the price in the past.

Her beauty was nowhere to be seen. Like a crazy woman throwing her things everywhere. Breathing heavily from shouting for a long time.

'You b****! Dean is mine!!!! I won't let you have him!!!! You've disgraced me, I'll do the same to you!'

She read on the news about the events that happened at the party. What angered her more was her photo was not taken on the red carpet but on the front page, she's on the floor unconscious. She couldn't go out because of this shame.

Even her father slapped her the other day. He went to work like a normal day, but couldn't help notice the whispers of his employees when he passed by. That's when his secretary gave him his tablet showing his daughter on the front page, on the floor unconscious and without elegance whatsoever. Although he spoils his children, he's very strict with them because he values appearance very much. All those expensive etiquette classes seemed to be pointless. He was also mad at his wife, who didn't care. She's always out with friends, attending parties, or doing beauty treatments. He let her handle his children's affairs when he got busy with work, so this was like a slap to his face.

Tears fall from her face when she remembers how Dean looked at Bella. She's in love with him for a long time but couldn't get close to him. Their grandfathers are good friends and they almost grew up together. If they were like those normal families, they could've been engaged too. She's pretty, rich, has a good family background, educated, and they're family friends. What does she lack? Why? Why can't he look at me like how he does with her? NO! NO! NO! NO!

'If I can't have him, nobody can!'

She took an old phone under her bed. It was hidden along with some bank books and cards.

"Ring-ring-ring"

"Yes, young Miss?"

"$100,000 do anything you want with her, but I want her alive."

"Name and picture. Same as usual, pay half first then full after the job's done."

"Deal!"

"Pleasure doing business with you again, young miss." She dropped the call and smiled maliciously.

'Can't wait to see you ruined…..'