CHAPTER 75

The sharp wind stirred the dust as the military helicopter descended from the sky, its rotors slicing through the air with a steady rhythm that echoed across the battlefield. The machine's shadow loomed over the broken terrain like a giant bird circling its prey, and then—with a soft thud and powerful gust—it touched down beside Jonathan and the team.

The scent of smoke, blood, and scorched earth still hung thick in the air.

Jonathan stood motionless for a moment, watching the helicopter's side door slide open. Soldiers in sleek, black tactical gear stepped out, their movements precise, their eyes sharp. Emblems of Alphacrest Division shimmered on their chests—marking them as the most elite force in the entire military system. Their very presence meant that the next phase of this operation had already begun.