Killing 2 birds with 1 arrow

The cool night air of Baluchistan carried an eerie silence as Surya processed the overwhelming power he now wielded. The synchronization with the Mossad agents had gone smoothly, proving just how deep the system's capabilities ran. But he had no time to dwell on it—there was more work to be done.

Surya took a deep breath and focused. "System, retrieve the current location of Hafiz Saeed."

The system responded instantly.

"Retrieving real-time data... Scanning global surveillance feeds, encrypted communications, and military intelligence networks..."

Surya's heart pounded as a holographic map appeared before him, a glowing red marker highlighting a precise location. The system continued:

"Target located: Lahore, Pakistan. High-security compound. Estimated movement schedule: Limited external travel under heavy escort. Access to target highly restricted."

Surya narrowed his eyes. Lahore—deep in enemy territory. He had expected no less. But now, with his newfound tools, the mission was no longer impossible.

"System, lock onto the target using Project Aether."

The system instantly complied.

"Initiating orbital targeting sequence... Project Aether preparing high-energy laser calibration... Locking on to designated coordinates..."

A holographic interface appeared before Surya, displaying the compound in real-time. The satellite feed zoomed in, crosshairs centering on the target's location. Hafiz Saeed was inside a heavily fortified villa, surrounded by armed guards and security perimeters.

"Target acquired. Awaiting execution command."

Surya's finger hovered over the virtual control panel. With a single command, he could eliminate one of the most dangerous men alive. There would be no warning, no escape—just instant, precise destruction.

He took a breath, steadying his nerves. "System, confirm collateral damage assessment."

"Minimal structural impact. Heat-based vaporization will neutralize target without triggering widespread alarms. Chance of enemy detection: 0.002%."

A smirk formed on Surya's lips. "Execute."

A brief pulse of light flickered across the interface. High above Earth, a silent beam of concentrated energy fired from orbit. Within milliseconds, the system displayed confirmation:

"Target eliminated. No traceable evidence remains."

Surya exhaled, feeling a surge of satisfaction. He had just executed one of the most high-profile eliminations in modern history—without ever stepping foot in enemy territory.

Meanwhile, inside a NASA monitoring station, alarms blared across the control room. A cluster of scientists gathered around a large screen displaying satellite data. A sharp spike in atmospheric temperature had been detected over Pakistan—far above any natural threshold.

"What the hell is this?" a senior analyst muttered, adjusting his glasses. "We've got an anomaly—high thermal radiation detected in the upper atmosphere above Lahore."

"Could be a meteorite?" another suggested hesitantly.

"Negative," the analyst replied. "There's no entry trail, no seismic activity. This is something else."

A supervisor strode into the room, frowning at the data. "Cross-check with military surveillance. If this is a weapons test, we need to know immediately."

Minutes later, after recalibrating the sensors, a junior scientist sighed in relief. "Sir, it looks like a false reading—probably interference from upper atmospheric disturbances. Probably it was a false reading. The anomaly has disappeared."

The supervisor exhaled and nodded. "Alright, note it in the logs. Stand down."

Back in Baluchistan, a new alert flashed across Surya's system interface.

"NASA detection logs successfully altered. No further immediate threat detected."

Surya leaned back, exhaling in relief. He had eliminated his target, covered his tracks, and outmaneuvered the world's best surveillance networks. The unknown gunman had struck again, and no one would ever know.

The disappearance of Hafiz Saeed sent shockwaves through Pakistan's intelligence and military circles. It wasn't just an assassination; it was an enigma. There were no explosions, no gunfire, no drone strikes—he had simply ceased to exist. The lack of evidence left the ISI scrambling for answers.

At dawn, inside the heavily guarded ISI headquarters in Islamabad, tension crackled like a live wire. The director of operations slammed his fist onto the polished mahogany table, his face pale with frustration. "How the hell does a high-profile target vanish into thin air?!"

"We have no explanation, sir," a senior analyst admitted. "No witnesses, no unusual activity on satellite surveillance, and no intercepted communications. He was there… and then he wasn't."

The ISI chief, a hardened veteran of Pakistan's shadow wars, sat in silence, his fingers interlocked. His cold gaze swept across the room. "If there was no external strike, then we have a traitor."

The room stiffened. The implications were staggering. If someone within Pakistan had eliminated Saeed, it meant there was a mole operating at the highest level. The ISI had always prided itself on counterintelligence, yet now they were blind.

The situation quickly escalated to the highest ranks of the Pakistani military. The scheduled high-level meeting between Pakistan's generals and Chinese defense officials was abruptly canceled. With Saeed's disappearance, intelligence officials feared that their security infrastructure had been deeply compromised. The generals couldn't risk appearing weak before their most powerful ally.

News of the mysterious disappearance spread like wildfire across Pakistan's intelligence community. Conspiracy theories ran rampant. Some believed the Americans had developed a new covert assassination method. Others suspected an internal power struggle within the ranks of LET. And then there were those who whispered of the 'Unknown Gunman'—a legend that had begun to take shape in the shadows.

Back in Baluchistan, Surya watched the chaos unfold through his system's intercepted communications. The ripples of his actions had begun to spread, and the world was left grasping for answers. He smirked, knowing that his presence would remain undetected. The Unknown Gunman had struck again, and the world would never see him coming.

A new notification from the system flashed before his eyes.

**"Hidden mission completed: Elimination of Hafiz Saeed. Reward processing…"**

Surya's heart raced as the system continued.

**"Special reward unlocked: ???"**

Surya took a deep breath and focused on the system.

**"System, show the special reward."**

A new notification materialized before his eyes.

**"Special reward revealed: Phantom Protocol."**

Surya's eyes narrowed. He quickly opened the details.

**"Phantom Protocol: Grants the ability to erase all traces of existence, including digital footprints, biological evidence, and surveillance data. Passive ability. Activates automatically upon mission completion."**

A slow grin spread across Surya's face. This was beyond anything he had imagined. With this ability, he could truly become a ghost—untraceable, untouchable, and unstoppable.