Rebirth of the Hunter

[Andrew_Bonesovich]

Lieutentant Commander Jacob Carter was silently watching the reports on the screen in the pub on New london. That bloody madman was still alive, even while Jacob hit that dreadnought himself with nearly half of the Nova torpedoes he had at that time.

Yet he was still alive, somehow. Killing more and more Bretonians, maybe even more angry than before, if it could be possible, and even having another bloody dreadnought.

People in the pub around Jacob started silently talking about what the have seen right now.

"That madman is back... He is going to kill us all..."

"He must be immortal or something... that isnt possible..."

"Have you seen what he did? Im going to move out from Bretonia with my family, this place isnt safe anymore..."

People were losing faith in the Armed forces.

Jacob left a few credits on the table and headed out of the tavern. His was disgusted with what he saw and heard. They -can- defeat one bloody madman, they can also win the war, he thought.

Everytime he repeated this for himself, it filled him with rage and hatred against Salazar, and all his followers. He sworn to himself, that he will prove that Salazar is just a crazy terrorist, and mortal terrorist. And that he can die like everyone else.

Then he walked away to the hangars, to get his Challenger revised for action.

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A criminal always returns to the crime scene.