Romans & histoires Irregular Squad

In a few short sentences, she provided a clear introduction. "The Special Forces squad competition involves Special Forces teams from five major military districts in Hestia. The Northern Military District's team is Sky Drake, the Southern Military District's Mountain Breakers, the Eastern Theater's Shadow Guard, and the Western Theater's Bastion. We, the Central Military District's Nine Nether, are the Special Forces squads of the five major military districts. "Among them, the Eastern Theater's Shadow Guard team is the strongest, having defended the champion title of the Special Forces squad competition for ten consecutive years. The Sky Drake squad is relatively the weakest among the four

"I’d feel like a target going solo without a wingman. I need another Whitmore warrior to keep watch. Besides, Cody wants the public to see our cell’s unified strength." Irving glided over, leaning against the weapons rack. "Are you planning to introduce Chika as our squad's primary muscle?" Gavin nodded firmly. "He’s an official apprentice of Tucker’s unit now. There’s no need to hide our elite roster from rival packs." Pointing a sharp finger at my chest, Irving warned, "Make sure you keep your wolf in check on live comms this afternoon. Don't pull anything that embarrasses our banner." I squared my shoulders, my tone clipped. "Understood."

Eve stood out on the balcony a while, the city lights steady and unbothered below her. The squad had reactivated without any fanfare at all. No dramatic declarations, no ceremony. Just four people slipping back into roles they'd apparently never fully set down, whatever normal lives they'd built on top of them in the meantime. Whatever program had shaped them once still ran quietly beneath the surface, its old threads unspoken but plainly felt in every coordinated move they made without needing to discuss it first. Marcus's persistence was no longer up against one woman trying to disappear quietly into an ordinary life.

I could feel everyone getting anxious whenever she was around and I know that it was because they still; remember what they did to her. I stood at the forefront, a formidable presence exuding strength and determination. The training session for the squad was about to begin, a vital component of preparing the warriors for the challenges that lay ahead and watched as the squad members gathered, their expressions a mix of eagerness and focus. The squad, comprised of 80 warriors from various packs, was a testament to unity and cooperation. They had come together to form a formidable force against their common enemy—the encroaching vampire threat. "Alright, everyone, gather around," I called, my

No, Squad Artemis, would be perfect for this mission," I instructed. Squad Artemis fowl were known as the third best squad among the five squad in the Angels. Squads where assigned ranks according to number of successful missions and missions they accept. Among that squad there is a hero, when I look at Squad Artemis fowl I feel glad. They might not be the best squad out there but they are the few squads that know the meaning of teamwork. They know the meaning of self-sacrifice and they have a strong bond within each other.

We formed an alliance to survive, but now we’re thriving. Because our alliance is made up of six packs, some people jokingly started referring to the collective as the ‘six-pack’ and the name stuck. Even though we call ourselves the six-pack and our interests are aligned, we remain six very separate packs, each with its own alpha. We each live in our own territories and have our own ways of life. The six alphas form a council of sorts when dealing with matters that affect the territories as a whole and its security, and the six-pack has a collective security squad. The squad is made up of the best fighters from each of the six packs and handles everything from major threats to routine border

"Ahh... so uhh... Good morning everyone? And I'm the... assistant c-chief of police." This is the assistant chief of police? Talk about a letdown! The difference between him and Sir Rigor is miles away! Sir Rigor has an intimidating aura that can match Hitoshi's, and the atmosphere around this dude, on the other hand, is that of a mortified child. "So uhh... The siege department will be split into six squads and uhh-" "Sir! I believe it's six, sir!" "Oh! S-Six squads then." Seriously! Who the fuck put this dimwit puss on his assistant chief of police office?!

The base of Squad 4 was located in a corner of the Insurgent Trifecta. It had the smallest area and received the least resources from the organization. There was nothing the members could do because Squad 4 was known for being the weakest squad in the Insurgent Trifecta. The members were chatting in the common area when the door was kicked violently by someone all of a sudden. They were startled but then, they immediately broke out a torrent of abuses when they saw Keanu, Alpha and Flame at the door.

On the other hand, Squad 1 as they breached the room by breaking down the door, they have not once faltered or even distracted. All of the Squad 1 members were steadfast in their actions, they have not once lowered their guard nor even looking down on anyone, but in the inside seeing the disgraceful sight inside the room, and seeing just how lowly they treated those that are below them, made every single one of them got their blood boils with anger and fury. Even with Squad 1 wielding their rifles with a clear intent of gunning every single person in the room, down they were still acting haughty and arrogant. Squad 1 were disciplined instead of them just shooting everything they inspected e

Jack immediately said and let out a chuckle. “As I was saying.” Skyr continued on to discuss. “Our squad focuses more on fighting power, which you two obviously possess. We are the stronger ones among the fronts and it is our duty to be the tanks for our teammates.” My eyes widened with fright. Skyr must have sensed my uneasiness because he quickly added,”Don’t worry, miss Nathalia. You may transfer to another squad if you wish.” “Ah, so you prefer to derank. I see. I see. What a humble person.” Something about Jack’s words caught my attention.