
The explosions rang out through the village. Three loud booms in quick succession and then a few minutes later one long thunderous rumble that reverberated through the prison and rattled the bars on his cell.
“She’s done it, boys,” Johnny Bolton said to his cellmates, misty with overwhelming pride and relief. “Operation UNDERLORD is complete. You all know what that means.”
They had discussed and agreed to this before embarking on this mission. Even if they hadn’t been captured, this was always the endgame. The city would only be able to move on if it had a completely fresh start. That meant that no one could ever know what they had done to bring about the end to the madness. That information had to disappear forever.



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