Chapter 27: Chapter 27: The Ghost final showdown

The night was thick with tension.

No words were needed.

The plan was set. The mission was clear.

And the war was about to begin.

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The Infiltration

A silent warzone.

The safehouse had been compromised. Nani was in enemy hands. And tonight, they were going to take him back.

No hesitation. No second chances.

Four teams. One mission. Controlled destruction.

Perth’s voice crackled over comms.

“All units, check-in. Five seconds until go.”

One by one, they confirmed.

Team 1 – Perimeter Control: Dew’s squad in position.

Team 2 – Distraction & Tactical Entry: Ohm’s unit ready at the east gate.

Team 3 – The Silent Extraction: Sky’s team, already moving in.

Team 4 – Tech & Support: Perth and Fourth, controlling the field from afar.

Everything had to be perfect.

Because if they failed— Nani wouldn’t survive the night.

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Perimeter Control

Dew’s squad makes the first move.

The forest was eerily quiet as Dew and his men advanced toward the outer security perimeter.

His Vice Captain, Benz, whispered, “Four guards patrolling, thermal scan confirms.”

Dew signaled. “Take them quietly.”

The first guard barely had time to register the movement before a knife sliced his throat.

Benz took the second, pressing a silencer against the man’s temple. One muffled shot. Gone.

The remaining two had no chance.

In less than ten seconds, the perimeter was compromised.

Dew pressed his comm. “Perimeter secure. Moving to disrupt comms.”

Perth’s voice came through. “Signal jammer deploying. You’ve got a five-minute window before Jason realizes. Move fast.”

Dew smirked. “Copy. Let’s cause some chaos.”

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Distraction & Tactical Entry

At the east gate, Ohm’s team waited in the shadows.

Santa twirled a stun grenade between his fingers. “On a scale of one to ‘we’re fucked,’ how bad do you think this’ll get?”

One of Ohm’s men, Ken, smirked. “Depends on how much noise we make.”

Santa grinned. “Then let’s make it fucking loud.”

Ohm gave a sharp nod. “Execute.”

Santa pulled the pin.

Boom.

The explosion rocked the compound.

Alarms blared. Guards rushed toward the east gate. Exactly what they wanted.

Ohm’s team opened fire—controlled shots, precise movements.

Jason’s men scrambled, calling for backup that would never come.

Santa ducked behind a crate, grinning. “They’re panicking.”

Ohm reloaded. “Then keep them that way.”

Inside the estate, Jason’s security shifted focus.

And that was exactly what Team 3 needed.

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The Silent Extraction

Sky, Joong, Dunk, and Gemini infiltrate Jason’s fortress.

Sky crouched low, pressing against the cold stone wall of the estate.

Perth’s voice in his ear. “East gate is compromised. Security is shifting. Move now.”

Sky signaled.

They moved like ghosts in the dark.

Silent. Deadly.

Joong eliminated the first guard before he could breathe. A blade to the throat.

Dunk dragged another into the shadows, hand over his mouth until the struggle stopped.

Sky and Gemini breached the side entrance, guns ready.

The hallway was dimly lit. Footsteps ahead.

Gemini whispered, “Three guards coming our way.”

Sky’s eyes flicked to Joong. No words needed.

Joong and Dunk disappeared into the shadows.

Seconds later—three bodies hit the ground without a sound.

Sky’s grip on his rifle tightened.

They were getting closer.

Nani was here.

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Perth and Fourth control the battlefield.

Inside the surveillance truck, Perth’s fingers flew over the keyboard.

Fourth monitored the satellite feed. “Jason’s got a backup power source. If he switches, we lose our override.”

Perth didn’t blink. “Not if I shut it down first.”

His screen flickered. Jason’s security grid fought back.

A battle of firewalls.

Fourth smirked. “Damn, this guy’s paranoid.”

Perth gritted his teeth. “Then let’s see how paranoid he gets when I take away his fucking cameras.”

With a final keystroke—the entire estate’s surveillance went dark.

Fourth grinned. “Lights out, motherfucker.”

Perth tapped his comm. “Sky. You’re clear. No cameras. No alarms.”

Sky’s response was cold. “Then we keep moving.”

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The First Mistake

Jason had been watching the chaos unfold.

When the explosions hit.

When his men started dropping like flies.

He simply poured himself another drink.

Then—his security screen flickered.

Static.

Then—darkness.

Jason smirked. “They’re here.”

Laurent, standing nearby, adjusted his cufflinks. “They’re faster than I expected.”

Jason swirled his whiskey. “Not fast enough.”

Laurent’s expression remained neutral.

“What’s the plan?”

Jason set his glass down.

“Let them think they’re winning.”

Then, he turned to his men.

“Activate the failsafe. Lock down the exits.”

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Sky pressed forward.

They were close now.

Just past this hallway—Jason’s private wing.

Perth’s voice crackled through. “You’re almost there—”

Then.

The lights flickered.

Joong’s body went tense. “What the fuck—”

Then—

Steel doors slammed shut.

The estate locked down.

Perth’s voice snapped. “Sky—GET OUT OF THERE!”

Too late.

A voice boomed over the intercom.

Smooth. Cold.

Jason Blackwood.

“You’re late.”

Sky’s stomach dropped.

Dunk clenched his jaw. “Motherfucker.”

Gemini reloaded. “I fucking knew it.”

Joong exhaled sharply. “He was waiting for us.”

Jason’s voice was almost amused.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t see this coming?”

Sky’s blood ran cold.

They weren’t just in Jason’s trap.

They were exactly where he wanted them.

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The steel doors slammed shut.

An echoing clang reverberated down the hallway as the lights flickered, casting long shadows against the walls.

Sky barely had time to react before Jason’s voice filled the estate.

"Finally we meet Captain Sky Wongravee.”

The squad froze.

Dunk exhaled sharply. “Well, fuck.”

Joong’s grip on his rifle tightened. “It’s a trap.”

Gemini swore under his breath. “No shit.”

Sky didn’t hesitate. “Perth, get us a way out—NOW.”

Perth’s voice crackled through the comms. “Working on it, but Jason just locked down the entire estate. This isn’t just a standard security lockdown—he was ready for you.”

Sky’s jaw clenched.

Of course Jason was ready.

This wasn’t an ambush.

This was a fucking execution.

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The Chaos Begins

Dew’s team was the first to realize something was wrong.

Inside the perimeter, the guards were still dropping—but something wasn’t right.

Benz, whispered, “ Captain, something’s off.”

Dew frowned. “Explain.”

Benz’s voice was tense. “They’re not fighting to win. They’re stalling.”

Dew’s stomach twisted.

Then—

Gunfire. Explosions.

From inside the compound.

Dew’s eyes widened. “FUCK! They flipped the trap!”

He hit his comm. “All teams—Jason KNEW! This was a fucking setup!”

Ohm’s voice snapped back. “We’ve got heavy resistance at the east gate! They’re not retreating—they’re fucking SWARMING.”

Dew turned to his squad. “Abort quiet entry. We go in loud.”

Benz nodded, already switching magazines.

The time for stealth was over.

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The gunfight at the east gate was escalating.

Santa ducked behind a burning crate, cursing. “Holy SHIT, how many guys does this fucker HAVE?!”

One of Ohm’s men shouted over the chaos, “We’re boxed in!”

Ohm, reloading, growled, “We need to break their formation.”

Santa yanked the pin from a grenade. “I got something for that.”

Boom.

A concussive blast ripped through the barricades.

Guards were thrown back, buying them a few seconds of breathing room.

Ohm shouted, “MOVE! Before they recover!”

Santa sprinted forward, dodging a spray of bullets. He grinned. “You ever think we do this job too well?”

Ohm, shoving a fresh mag into his rifle, snorted. “Shut up and shoot.”

They pushed forward.

But Jason’s backup was already arriving.

They were outnumbered.

And inside?

Sky’s team was out of time.

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The intercom crackled.

Jason’s voice was almost amused.

“You know, Captain Wongravee, I expected more from you.”

Sky ignored him.

He pressed his comms. “Perth, I need options.”

Perth’s voice was strained. “The security system is on a different power grid. I can’t shut it down remotely. You’re gonna have to find an override panel—fast.”

Gemini exhaled sharply. “And where the fuck is that?”

Perth pulled up the estate schematics. “West wing—three corridors down.”

Dunk groaned. “That’s far.”

Joong rolled his shoulders. “Then we move.”

Sky signaled, and they pushed forward—silent, deadly.

The first two guards in their path never even saw them coming.

Two shots. Two bodies down.

Then—

Automatic gunfire erupted ahead.

Sky barely had time to react before bullets tore through the walls.

Jason’s men were waiting.

Dunk yanked Sky back behind cover, breathing hard. “I think they noticed us.”

Jason’s voice filtered through the intercom again.

“You know, Sky, I have to thank you. You brought me my Ghost.”

Sky’s blood ran ice cold.

Because Jason wasn’t talking to him.

He was talking to Nani.

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Jason’s Sick Game

The room was cold.

Not just from the concrete walls or the lack of windows, but from the man standing in front of him.

Jason Blackwood.

The man who had built an empire on blood and betrayal. The man who had spent three years thinking Nani was dead.

Now?

Now, Jason was staring at him like he was a ghost that refused to stay buried.

Nani sat in a chair, wrist bound, body aching. But he was alive. And that alone seemed to piss Jason off.

The crime lord exhaled, his expression unreadable.

“I thought I killed you years ago.”

His voice was smooth—calm. But the anger behind it was lethal.

Nani let out a small, mocking breath. “And yet—here I am.”

Jason’s expression darkened.

He took a slow step forward, eyes gleaming with something sharp, dangerous.

“You know, Ghost,” Jason mused, crouching in front of him, “I used to wonder… how the hell did my empire start to crumble? How did deals get burned before they were even made?”

He tilted his head, studying Nani like a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

“And then I found out. The infamous ‘Ghost’ wasn’t just a legend. He was real.”

Jason chuckled, but it was a cold, humorless sound.

“Do you believe in karma, Nani?”

Nani didn’t answer.

Jason’s smile didn’t falter, but his fingers curled into fists.

“Because I do,” he murmured. “And three years ago, you cost me three hundred million dollars.”

Silence.

The air was thick—suffocating.

Jason’s voice is quieter now. More personal.

“You cost me my network. You burned my routes. You were a fucking ghost in my operations, and I never saw you coming.”

Nani’s pulse pounded.

Jason leaned in closer, voice dripping with venom.

“I buried you. Burned your identity. Wiped you off the fucking map.”

His jaw clenched, the first crack in his calm demeanor. “And yet—you’re still breathing.”

That was the problem.

Jason had spent three years believing Nani was dead.

And now?

Now, he was alive. A loose end Jason would never allow to stay that way.

Nani’s smirk didn’t reach his eyes. “Guess I’m just hard to kill.”

Jason’s gaze flickered—just for a second.

Then—he moved.

The slap was hard, fast, and merciless.

Nani’s head snapped to the side. A sharp sting bloomed across his cheek.

But he didn’t flinch.

Didn’t give Jason the satisfaction.

Jason exhaled slowly. Regaining control.

Then—he smiled.

And that was worse.

“Let’s fix that.”

He turned.

And for the first time since waking up—Nani’s breath caught.

Because standing in the shadows, waiting like a snake, was Laurent.

The man who had killed Thanom.

The man who had killed Elias.

The man who had betrayed them all.

Jason’s voice was smooth, final.

“Kill him.”

Laurent stepped forward, a slow, deliberate smile curling at his lips.

“With pleasure.”

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Sky’s Worst Nightmare

The moment the words echoed through the compound—

Sky’s body locked up.

The world narrowed.

Kill him.

No.

His heartbeat slammed against his ribs.

Not again.

Not like this.

Not when they were so fucking close.

He turned to Joong, eyes wild. “We need to move—NOW.”

Joong didn’t hesitate. “We push through.”

Gemini reloaded, his jaw tight. “Then let’s fucking go.”

Sky didn’t feel his injuries.

Didn’t feel the exhaustion.

Didn’t feel anything but the roaring needed to get to Nani.

His hands were steady on his rifle.

His entire team moved as one.

There was no plan anymore.

Only war.

Sky didn’t look back.

Didn’t think.

Didn’t hesitate.

He only had one objective.

Get to Nani.

And kill anyone in his way.

Then—

A single gunshot shattered the silence.

The comms went dead.

And in the distance—

Nani screamed.