My Daughter is an Assassin

Eric was frustrated.

Very frustrated!

Very, very frustrated!

Because his daughter was dead set on travelling and enjoying herself… 

He had no problem with her enjoying herself though. But what he did have a problem with was travelling… Of all the places she could have picked, and she went and chose this place! The holidays were meant for being lazy and relaxing. Not this…

But this girl insisted on travelling to Africa and Country L to see lions…

He hadn't even been able to smoke or drink since he got off the plane. God, he needed a smoke! Needed something to take the edge off. 

How could he have predicted the events that unfolded? The country was in the middle of a bloody rebellion! 

Country L's rebel army had made a move and had even started to massacre the city's people!

Faced with such a situation, Borg wanted to go out on a rescue mission, but he was stopped.

Because the military had other missions, after finding out Borg was here, they immediately gave him a mission to go to the embassy and protect the people.

How could he take care of his family when he had such a heavy responsibility?

Because of these circumstances, he contacted people across the world and asked for help. He had to ensure the safety of his daughter.

As the highest-ranking military man here, he had a duty to obey orders, because of the issue of right and wrong.

A few minutes ago, he had received a notice about the failed evacuation of the presidential palace.

The presidential palace had been surrounded by rebels, and the president's daughter and wife were inside. There were also more than three hundred people in there.

After hearing from his superior, Eric contacted all the high-ranking military officials in the country and arranged a rescue mission.

The words given to him by the higher-ups were very tactful. They could rescue them, but because it involved the military laws of both countries, they could not send any troops to rescue them.

In other words, the country would not be able to provide mission weapons, equipment, or any resources. 

Therefore, Eric was extremely worried. He was very powerful when fighting alone. But, facing thousands of rebels, how could he rescue them?

Just as he was planning his next move, a voice had suddenly caught his attention. The head of the embassy shouted, "I salute the Chief!"

The word "Chief" could not be casually thrown around. If one was not at a certain level, one could only be referred to as squad leader or leader.

Therefore, the word "Chief" surprised Eric. Who could be at the embassy with such a high rank? 

When he walked over to see what was going on, he came across a familiar face!

A really familiar face… 

He was stunned when he saw a document that said, "Captain of the United States Army, 1st Legion, Special Combat Unit, codename Wolf King, rank of lieutenant general."

Not to mention anything else, the codename alone was enough to shock him.

That was because the person he respected the most in life, the person he wanted to surpass the most, was the legendary Wolf King!

Following that was Borg's military rank, lieutenant general!

One had to know what kind of person a lieutenant general was. Ever since the founding of the United States, the entire country had only produced a few generals, and this was during wartime.

In peacetime, a lieutenant general was basically equivalent to a general during wartime. If Borg was in his fifties or sixties, perhaps Eric wouldn't have been as shocked, but Borg was only in his twenties!

Moreover, it was someone he was familiar with…

What a shocking turn of events! 

***

A few minutes later, Borg was sitting in the embassy conference room. He had a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the city as it was being bombarded with artillery fire and didn't say a word. 

Eric had already relayed all the information.

After speaking, Eric looked at Borg with an extremely resentful gaze. He stared at Borg's smoldering cigarette and felt a craving for one. 

There was one rule in the military that was an unspoken rule. When a leader smoked, his subordinates were not allowed to smoke. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the leader!

Seeing Borg smoking, Eric's craving for a cigarette had been triggered. He so desperately wanted a cigarette right now… 

"I can tell you're staring at my cigarette. Here, have one, brother."

How could Borg not sense Eric's lust for a smoke? He threw a cigarette on the table for his friend. 

And then they began to ponder about the rebel attack…

This attack was planned. It was premeditated. If Borg's guess was correct, the rebel army's massacre today was clearly to establish their authority. If they fully defeated government forces, they would be able to seize power and shuffle the cards.

Borg did not want to care about this political situation. The affairs of other countries had nothing to do with him, and he was very unhappy about one thing…

The potential of harming the masses.

Borg had joined a mercenary group more than ten years ago. In just a few months, he led a team and became the strongest leader of the mercenaries.

During that time, he had set a rule for all the mercenaries in the world.

When any mercenary carried out a mission, they were not allowed to harm any innocent people.

If they did and they were found out, they would be slaughtered by his team.

After more than ten years, it seemed like those mercenaries had forgotten this rule.

The rebels were massacring the city, and who else but mercenaries could infiltrate the presidential palace?

The answer given by the tip-off was that a group of mercenaries from overseas had occupied the presidential palace, not the rebels.

Therefore, Borg was very unhappy. 

He had his rules. If anyone dared to break any of those rules, then Borg wouldn't care about old friendships, no matter who did it, no matter who ordered it…

After his cigarette, Borg got up and slowly walked out of the embassy conference room.

Seeing this, Eric hurriedly put out his cigarette and immediately followed Borg.

When Borg came outside, he got into a jeep.

"Get in!" Borg shouted. 

After starting the jeep, he looked at the dumbfounded Eric.

"Get in!" Borg repeated. 

When Borg spoke, Eric got in the passenger side. He knew that Borg was going to make a move!

"Chief, we need to be careful about this! We shouldn't rush into it. The enemy's armed forces are strong. With the number of people in the palace, it will be very difficult to rescue the hostages!"

When the head of the embassy saw Borg and Eric getting into the jeep, he knew what they were going to do and tried to stop them.

However, no one responded, and the jeep left the embassy grounds. Black smoke rose over the rooftops of the city, polluting the lower sky in a layer of smog. 

In just a few seconds, Borg and Eric disappeared from everyone's sight and headed to the palace alone!