56. "The Shadow's Gambit: A Covert Takedown of the Rat Pack"

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"We have identified four factories responsible for producing Delacare's items. Our men have already been deployed to these locations, armed with two contingency plans," Mara responded, her gaze fixed on the screen displaying the map of Novus city.

"Very well," Nathaniel affirmed, his satisfaction evident on his face. Mara swiftly utilized the commas to relay Nathaniel's instructions to the underling.

"Initiate the first plan without error," Mara directed, ensuring the importance of precision was conveyed.

"Now, we shall observe the unfolding situation and witness how long those Delacare rats endure without their leader, Vivienne, before surrendering," Nathaniel calmly settled into his chair, his eyes gleaming with a chilling determination, eagerly anticipating the events to transpire according to his meticulous script.

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Andrew Lee side,

"Leader Lee, urgent intel suggests that the despicable rodents are in motion!" A subordinate received a notification from the city's vigilant individuals stationed at crucial Delacare Company sites. The suspicious activities of Nathaniel's lackeys had become too conspicuous to ignore.

"Very well, intercept them swiftly and neutralize them discreetly, ensuring the other party remains oblivious to their men's fate," Andrew Lee responded, wearing a pensive expression as he conveyed the instructions.

"Listen up, gentlemen! Leader Lee has issued orders for us to execute our mission covertly, ensuring not a single one of those wretched rodents escapes!" A cascade of directives was disseminated, prompting the scattered men throughout Novus City to commence their maneuvers.

In one of such places of city,

The men, clad in sleek black attire, vanished into the shadows like phantom warriors. Their mission: to catch Nathaniel's despicable underlings, the human rodents, and leave no trace of their actions.

As the city's heartbeat pulsed with life, the operatives of Andrew Lee moved with uncanny grace, their steps as light as feathers.

"Hehe...!"

Andrew Lee, the fearless leader with a mischievous glint in his eyes, watched the scene unfold. He knew that this was no ordinary pursuit; it was a battle of wits and stealth against Nathaniel's cunning gang of societal trash.

"Men, remember our objective," Leader Lee reminded his team. "We must apprehend these rodent bastards without alerting their comrades. Stealth is key!"

The operatives nodded in agreement, their faces a mix of determination and excitement.

They split up, fanning out across the city, each group assigned to a different sector. Their communication devices crackled with updates, relaying sightings and suspicious activity.

Through the earpiece, one operative reported, "Leader Lee, we've spotted a pack of rodents heading towards the city park. They seem to be carrying something valuable."

Leader Lee's voice resounded in response, "Intercept them, but remember, we can't afford any slip-ups. Take them down quietly and retrieve the item. Let's teach these vermin a lesson they won't forget!"

The chase intensified as the operatives closed in on their targets. They weaved through the crowded streets, blending seamlessly into the throngs of pedestrians. Their senses heightened, every footfall calculated to minimize sound.

In a narrow alley, two operatives silently blocked the escape route of a group of rodents. One of them smirked and whispered, "Looks like the rats are about to meet their match."

As the rodents turned the corner, their eyes widened in surprise. "What the...? How did they...?" one of them stammered, caught off guard by the operatives' ambush.

With lightning speed, the operatives struck, incapacitating the rodents with a series of precise moves. Within moments, the underlings lay defeated, their weapons scattered on the ground.

Leader Lee's voice crackled over the earpiece, filled with satisfaction. "Excellent work, men! One more group neutralized. Let's keep up the momentum!"

Emboldened by their success, the operatives pressed on, their determination unwavering.

They worked in perfect synchrony, utilizing a mix of stealth and cunning to outmaneuver the rodents at every turn.

In a dimly lit alleyway, an operative confronted a cornered rodent, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Seems like you've run out of cheese, my friend. Care to surrender peacefully?"

The rodent, defiant to the end, spat back, "You'll never catch boss Nathaniel! He's too smart for the likes of you!"

The operative chuckled. "Oh, we'll see about that. But first, I have a little surprise for you." He activated a concealed device, releasing a cloud of smoke that engulfed the rodent, disorienting him.

Coughing and stumbling, the rodent flailed around blindly, only to be swiftly apprehended by the operative. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, triumphantly securing his captive.

As the night wore on, the operatives closed in on Nathaniel's remaining underlings.

They worked tirelessly, their pursuit a dance of cunning and strategy. With each successful capture, the tension mounted, the excitement building to a crescendo.

Finally, the operatives cornered the last of the rodents, a wiry figure with a defiant glare.

"Now, who do we have here?" Leader Lee's lips curled into a smirk as his steely gaze swept across the chaotic scene.

His piercing eyes fixated on the final rodent, standing defiantly before him, a solitary figure amidst the encircling operatives.

The air crackled with tension, like an electric storm brewing, as the standoff teetered on the edge of its climax.

Leader Lee, exuding an air of unyielding authority, took a deliberate step forward, his voice laden with icy command. "Well, well, well," he intoned, his words dripping with calculated malice. "It appears we have finally cornered the elusive ringleader of this verminous gang. Nathaniel won't be pleased to hear of your unfortunate capture."

The rodent, its wiry form trembling with defiance, sneered defiantly. Its beady eyes darted frantically, searching for a glimmer of hope, an improbable escape route that remained tantalizingly out of reach.

"You may have ensnared me," the rodent spat, venom lacing its words, "but you shall never shatter my resolve. Nathaniel's nefarious plans will endure, and your feeble attempts to halt him are but a fleeting illusion!"

Leader Lee arched an eyebrow, an imperceptible flicker of amusement dancing in his gaze.

The rodent's audacious bravado washed over him like an inconsequential breeze, failing to ruffle the iron-clad composure that enveloped him. "Oh, my dear adversary," he retorted, his voice an icy whisper that sent shivers down the rodent's spine, "I beg to differ."

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