Traitor No. 2

"Those bastards...!" Dupree stepped onto the rocky land. He lifted a walkie-talkie. "This is General Dupree. I'm at the southernmost coast of Olympia. Requesting immediate backup. The enemy is here!"

Moss sat up on a hospital bed. He was bandaged up. He looked at the nurse. "Where are my cigarettes?"

The nurse pulled them out of a drawer. "It's not good for you, you know..."

Moss took a cigarette and lit it. "Neither is fighting the top general in the world. How's Fargus and Leo?"

"They both survived with fatal injuries. We've healed them with the latest in nanotechnology."

Moss looked at his watch. "Dupree called for help... he found the intruders. Where's Fargus and Leo? They ready to go?"

"Um, no... they're not in this hospital. They're somewhere else."

Moss frowned. "Huh? Why would they be in a different building? That doesn't make any sense."

"I-It was an order from D-Don Viper."