Colonel Rick Flag Novels & Stories

He was trying to project admiration while shaking in fear under the veneer of courtesy. “What about Count Torne?” “The count is temporarily on a drinking bender,” I said bluntly. “He’s relaxing in the countryside.” That made the baron drool, and I kept on taking charge. “Here are the papers and His Majesty’s letter.” I had opened the letter along the way, read it, and sealed it back. One of the many things Rick had taught me. “Where is the discharged colonel?” “In prison, Your Highness.” “Release him, wash him, feed him, and introduce him to me. And provide me and the count a house inside the town.”

"Following a formal review by the State Military Command, it has been determined that Logan Cross displayed extraordinary courage during the border operation, risking his own life to protect innocent civilians. "His previous disciplinary action is hereby revoked. His military honors and service record are fully restored. "Effective immediately, Logan Cross is appointed Chief Instructor of the Regional Special Operations Training Group, with the rank and benefits of a full colonel." Every word landed like a hammer. Madelyn's face turned deathly pale, and so did my parents'. A full colonel. A rank Wesley's father could never have dreamed of reaching. The man they'd mocked as an ex-con was a wa

All four versions of the flag symbolized Regal Palace, with the varying dragon designs signifying the rank of the flag-holder. The five-clawed dragon represented a normal member of Regal Palace. As for the eighteen generals, they were represented by the seven-clawed dragon. The Five Heavenly Kings, on the other hand, used the eight-clawed dragon to indicate their presence. The nine-clawed dragon was reserved for the Palace Master only, which happened to be Tyr Summers. Each flag played varying degrees in deterring enemies or opposition. For instance, the display of the five-clawed dragon flag only demonstrated the presence of Regal Palace.

The Knight finger pointed, at what looks to be a tight and discipline formation lines of Army, even from a far, the Flags, the soldiers and the aura were standing and flying proud. “Oh..dear gods….…it’s the Princess Flag….and The Murr Family Flag….”.(Prime Minister Mopius Kraltor)

" How can this happen inside this white House? Who beat you? Do you know the faces?" " What is the problem with all of you? I already said that I am fine. What is the difficult issue to understand in that statement? Please, you all should leave me alone for now. Yes. As you can see, I am not okay. You have already seen it. Just let it go. " He said and moved straight to his system without any further talks. The agents in the room just stared at him with surprise. It was difficult to believe that Rick could be found in that mood. Rick was on a normal note a jovial person that loved to laugh. But the case was the total opposite this time. Without further talks, the agents went back to their du

Part of him wanted to growl at the breach of his territory, but the colonel outranked him and had every right to barge into the office as if it were his own. Colonel Conrad Bronn was an intimidating man. Despite the fact that Jackson was a good three inches taller, the Colonel still seemed to look down at him. Everything about the Colonel was hard and demanding. His mouth was a thin line framed by a strong nose and heavy brow with a frown that never budged. His hair was cropped so close to the skin it was impossible to tell what color it might have been; even his camouflage uniform was perfectly pressed and straight.

My lips formed a little smile as I turned away. Professor Elara added that there would be two people who would have the mirror elimination cap. Then, the battle between Lotus and Windhowl began. There was too much chaos and too much fighting this time. It couldn’t be helped since one of the wolves itself is the flag. Ricky eliminated a lot from Windhowl Class. In the end, they won, even against Oliver’s. Turns out they predicted that Oliver had the Flag Cap since he hid himself. Ricky had no choice but to eliminate everyone because Lotus Class also hid their classmate who had the flag cap.

At least my men, serve a flag, not a criminal empire. Chrysander smiled, and it was a smile that said as little as it cut like steel. Your flag is not going to protect your sister against men of the sort that prowl in the night, Major Diaz. Such men are indifferent to ranks, medals, or rules of engagement. What they are concerned with is winning. And I do not lose."

At that exact moment, a general walked out from the crowd and knelt in front of Donoghue in front of everyone. “Your Majesty, I am your servant, Ricky Franco, at your service,” he said politely. Ricky Franco was the Deputy Commander of the Black Rider Army. He was a wise man. After watching Donoghue kill Brad, he quickly pledged his loyalty to Donoghue to ensure his own safety. The remaining army, more than 10 thousand of them, knelt and yelled in unison, “All hail Your Majesty!” Although Donoghue’s tactic was dirty and vicious, he was powerful.

It’s funny how people become tied up, useless, unable to act, when the ones they loved are threatened. Just another reason I never waste my energy on something as futile and fragile as love. Rick speaks again, finally saying something that doesn’t revolve around the Mahonnas. “I’ve got some news on Project Six.” I grind the butt of my cigar on an ash tray. “Why didn’t you start with that?” “Well, I thought congratulations are in order.” Rick is my second-in-command and as bulky as he looks, it takes everything within me to resist the urge to snap his neck sometimes.