Squad 38 Novels & Stories

However, some of them were unwilling to cooperate, and one even muttered softly, “We’re not the ones who are useless. They’re from Wolf’s Fang…” This soldier’s mumbles invited others to follow suit. “He’s right. Wolf’s Fang is the strongest squad within the Insurgent Trifecta. Everyone in that squad is crazy strong.” When Zayn heard this, his face instantly turned sullen and even darker. “Rigsby! Alistar!” shouted Zayn, which were the two names of the soldiers who had just mumbled. The moment the two of them heard their names being called out, they immediately readjusted their expressions and straightened their backs as they stood out.

Was a teenage troublemaker, he provided him with a piece of the pie in exchange for becoming his tipster. When Amante first granted him golds for his service, Detective Andrews and her then-wife contacted the boy and made him dollar-rich. It was the Andrews who technically owns the group called Squat Squad, a group of menaces that tricks and robs gullible victims for money and valuable possessions. A black Sedan was parked exclusively at a roofed parking space in the outskirts of the harbor. Sitting inside was a bearded elfin on his early thirties wearing an elegant silk Tuxedo Black. His name was Rodelio Aquila.

With pride and elegance, I swerved my hips past the boys, while my four friends followed from each side. Tracy, Eretria, Romena, and Sasha. Two of them were hot blonde chicks in their mid-twenties, while the other two were brunettes. We are the Angel Squad and we rule the United Clan Training School. No one dared crosses us, unless they are ready to face hell on earth. My life is fucking good and I'm not ready to leave it.

Maggie asked. "There are more but there's a back up on the way to help eliminate them all." Kimberly said. "A back up." Elsa asked. "Yeah. We have the young heroes squad and the red triggers formal squad so they're more than enough to execute the mission." Johnson said. "You know what Sharon, you done enough, it's time to go home and protect your own city, we'll take it from here." Johnson said. Aiden stopped the bike in an uncompleted building and alighted down. He stared at the Grimes mansion before taking his binocular.

The maximum is four stars above the circle and if you manage to make Squad Captain, it will be underneath the circle. Making it very easy for everyone to see where you stand within the ranks of the Renegades and looking around I don’t see anyone without a star on their insignia. There is an equal amount of men and women in this Squad, but I haven’t seen their Captain yet. Whoever is leading this Squad is a force to be reckoned with and I can see his second and third in command not far from Elder Jensen.

The link was silent, as often happened when there was a flurry of action to keep too many from sending in. Finally, the warrior assigned to Moira’s team called in. They had destroyed the remaining four from the other two squads. It took less than two minutes and not a single one of them was even touched. Bo and Jessica were both forced into submission. Adrian’s head snapped up and he noted the devastated look on Marta’s face. She had the advantage in leaders this year with three of the six squads being led by brawlers. Now there was one and he was setting up a basecamp on the edge of the river. As Moira’s squad’s movements were reported, all eyes were on the map. They were circling closer to

Fedric stepped forward with the team manifests—the warriors we would be tethered to for the duration of the three-day rite. He explained each squad would consist of six members. I closed my eyes, praying to the Moon. Please, do not bind me to Ryan or his Circle. Let me have peace. Fedric called out name after name, and still, I waited in the silence. What if I were paired with Daniel? The thought made my spirit soar. “Emily Carter.” At the sound of my name, I snapped to attention. “Dean Roberts.” A neutral Beta. Acceptable. “Coal Ryder.” My stomach souled. The harassment would be relentless.

Stevan standing up to introduce himself and his member. “My name is Stevan Maverick, PRD-class Herrscher. Then our SLT-class, Alto Corlena. GRD-class, Lucas McJaeger. RTH-class, Mateo Harper. GLT-class, Sylvia Ortis. LST-class, Milly Einsburn. And ENV-class, Helena Raymond.” Said Stevan. One by one Squad 97 member is standing up after their name spoked. “It’s been an honor to share same table with our seniors, then let us to introduce our squad member.” Said Alexa.

[MAJOR PATROL WEEK] [Morning Team: 4th Year, Squad 3] [Night Team: 5th Year, Elite Squad 1] I keep reading, checking to see who is on the Night Team. [Captain: Raphael] [Members: Raziel, Ilius, Chimera, Sphinx...] Arlo reads the names over my shoulder. "...Fuck."

Frederic continues to complain while I on the other hand actually focus on patrolling. Squad 8 was chosen for the patrol along with Squad 7; we were roughly 18 Legionnaires. Squad 8 consisted of Quintus the one eyed soldier, Pal’lacon the Veteran, Frederick the glutton, Varkii who was our leader, The four poets; Kant, Darren, Stephen, Matthew and lastly, I. Squad 7 did not have a leader so for now they deferred to Varkii. If the circumstances were any different I would have been complaining along with Frederick. But the members of Squad 7 had a stern look that enveloped their eyes. They seemed to be on alert, actually watching out for something.