Zawaq sprinted like the wind and leaped into the air with both feet, soaring high into the sky and clearing several barbed wire fences.
He landed in the midst of Israhell soldiers gathered to discuss the current situation. The entire group was shocked by his sudden and abnormal presence.
"Enemy!!!" one of the Israhell soldiers shouted.
Zawaq hurled a landmine from his right hand onto the ground and stomped on it with all his strength.
The landmine exploded, and the area around Zawaq was engulfed in a red mist. Several Israhell soldiers were flung away, their bodies torn apart, exposing internal organs.
One of the Israhell soldiers ran from the parade ground where Zawaq stood and stopped at the wall of the headquarters. He pulled a lever, yanking it downward, and an alarm bell began to sound.
Israhell soldiers scattered, running away from Zawaq. Some wet their pants in panic as they fled for their lives.
"Send in the elite soldiers now! The enemy is inside the base!" shouted an Israhell soldier with long sideburns on both sides of his head.
Zawaq fired his SMG PPSh-41 at the surrounding soldiers. One by one, they fell. He pulled the pins from several grenades and threw each one with full force into nearby buildings.
Some grenades smashed through the windows of facilities within the Israhell military base, detonating inside. Zawaq's explosions destroyed multiple structures as he sprinted toward the heart of the base.
Dozens of soldiers fired heavy machine guns at Zawaq from armored vehicles. The large-caliber bullets pounded his body relentlessly.
Zawaq retaliated with his PPSh-41, taking down scores of enemies. A few Israhell soldiers sought cover inside the armored vehicles.
Zawaq climbed onto one of the vehicles, ripping its roof off as easily as tearing paper. The three Israhell soldiers inside were stunned. A grenade was tossed in, and the vehicle exploded, killing the soldiers along with their equipment.
Another armored vehicle opened fire on Zawaq as he landed on the ground after the explosion.
Bullets rained down on Zawaq, but he stood firm and charged toward the vehicle. He gripped its front end and lifted it high into the air. The three soldiers inside screamed in terror at Zawaq's incredible strength.
Zawaq flipped the vehicle over. The soldiers managed to escape before it fully overturned, exiting through the doors.
One of them fired a Luger P08 pistol at Zawaq, emptying the magazine into his torso and face. Unfazed, Zawaq charged at the soldier and stomped on his head, shattering it on the ground.
After demolishing the Israhell base with fire and explosions, Zawaq allowed a few severely wounded soldiers to limp away.
Days later, several injured Israhell soldiers arrived at another base at midday. Guards at the entrance greeted them with worried expressions.
"What happened?!" a guard asked the injured soldiers.
"A destroyer! A destroyer wrecked the bases! He's coming here next!" one of the injured soldiers exclaimed before collapsing in exhaustion.
"Get inside! We need your report!" ordered an Israhell officer at the entrance.
Hours later, Zawaq approached the base where the injured soldiers had taken refuge. Sirens and alarms blared wildly. Shouts and warnings echoed throughout the base.
"What's going on?!" cried an Israhell soldier lying on a medical cot under the care of medics.
"All soldiers, evacuate! The base is under attack!" screamed another Israhell soldier over the loudspeakers before his voice was abruptly cut off, likely killed.
Medical personnel fled the tents, abandoning their wounded comrades.
"Where are you going?! What about us?!" shouted the injured soldiers left behind on their cots.
Loud explosions and tremors shook the ground as if from an earthquake. Screams of terror filled the air, distant yet piercing.
Zawaq walked to the medical tent, covered in blood, and entered. The injured Israhell soldiers lay trembling on their cots.
Zawaq examined them with a glance, then began injecting antibiotics into their IV drips. The soldiers stared at him in silence.
"You'll need antibiotics to avoid infections due to your severe injuries. For now, you'll be fine," Zawaq said as he retrieved supplies from a metal cabinet.
He soaked cotton in alcohol and used tongs to clean their wounds.
"Why are you helping us?! We don't need your help!" one soldier spat at Zawaq's face.
Zawaq pressed hard on one of the soldier's open wounds, making him scream in pain.
"If I were to act on my anger, I'd torture all of you to death right here," Zawaq said, glaring sharply at them like a hawk.
The tent fell silent. Three soldiers wet themselves in fear.
Zawaq exited the tent and walked to the administrative tent, where he read documents and reports. He grabbed a bottle of water from a nearby table and drank.
The next morning, Zawaq placed plates of food on tables beside each cot. Some injured soldiers awoke, shocked by his care.
"From now on, take care of yourselves. I'm leaving. I hope I never see you again; if I do, I won't let you live," Zawaq declared before walking out of the base.
The injured Israhell soldiers watched silently as Zawaq departed, continuing his mission alone.