The Mercenary Novels & Stories

A mercenary in heavy armor reached inside, grabbing the silver briefcase. "Package secured!" the mercenary yelled through his radio. Despite their efforts, the mercenaries secure the EMP briefcase yet again and vanish in an armored convoy. Marcus let out a roar of absolute fury, but his body wouldn't obey. He could only watch through his fading vision as the heavy armored vehicles sped away into the thick night fog, leaving behind a trail of burning metal, smoke, and blood.

None of the management executives at Thompson Group could understand how Harry would risk the entire conglomerate over a woman, nor could they fathom how he'd lock horns recklessly with Adrian Price, then calmly leave the mess to be cleaned up by a son he'd adopted out of nowhere. As his adopted son, I wasn't in a position to refuse. Naturally, the more chaos Harry stirred up at Thompson Group, the more exhilarated I was. After all, the chance to hone my skills at such a massive conglomerate was, more likely than not, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Just when I thought Thompson Group's assets were bound to be squandered sooner or later, Harry made an even bigger spectacle of himself. He go

"Okay. If you say so." He leaned back again, resting his hands in his lap. "Look, I'll cut to the chase. I can actually lend you a real hand out here. All I ask is that you allow me to stay here in your fortress with one of my military buddies. We’re tactical guys. We can reinforce your perimeter, hunt for high-grade gear, and protect this place in any way possible. You get absolute security; we get a solid roof over our heads." "No," I refused instantly, not letting him finish his pitch. "I am completely fine being alone."

Anger and revenge engulfed these two mercenaries' hearts. The two men, after all, are the female mercenary old co-workers. They used to be in the same squad, sent to the same areas of war. Merely exist as the government tools of war, they quit and live as mercenaries to gain freedom. Still, they are sent to secure a weak woman that was asleep under the desk.

He was a mercenary leader who carried out activities in several countries of Asia all year long, his group was known as Wolf Hunter, and his name was Rocky. Rocky led a mercenary force consisting of hundreds of men, which operated in Asia throughout the year. Their main duties were to act as hitman and protect drug dealers and smuggled arms and weapons who wanted to across checkpoints. U.S was very strict when it came to mercenaries. Leaving little opportunity for them to survive in such a prosperous and stable country. Mercenaries normally they don't want to lose carrying out their activities here either. The penalties of being caught were extremely harsh. But this time, Wendell Hunt had of

Their attacks that were barbaric reminded him of the only person who would hire mercenary which is Benjamin, his uncle. Mercenary was rarely hired for killings, knowing how they tend to bite the hand they feed on, including the hand of the people who hired them. It only made Benjamin the best person to hire the mercenary as most of them feared fighting. It was clear who hired them but the question was why now. It made it more annoying that the mercenaries have a brain inside their heads by burning the forest.

He offered me more, offered me something I didn't know I needed, something I thought I no longer deserved. A home. A family. Brotherhood. The Nightmare Warriors have been my family for years. But now, I don't know if I even have them any longer. I've proven not to be trusted. This isn't the first time I have put my needs before the clubs and that goes against the number one rule of the club.

Abel calmly elaborated. "Says a guy who single-handedly took out a whole army of rebels in Congolese 10 years ago", Jenny replied with a little chuckle. "Abel Mordecai Oliz, 35 years of Age. Ex-Mercenary going with the disguise name The Merc and later joined the CIA. But resigned 5 years ago. Favorite color is blue. Lost both wife and daughter right before his eyes in the bus taking them to the airport for a planned vacation at Hawaii. Still haven't had his revenge, because he is yet to figure out who is behind the Assassination." Jenny elaborated with a stern gaze.

My mind was recollecting that place, I remembered we trade our trust and blood as well as smuggled there before years with the boys. The war started after we misbehave and that Terracota mob we enjoyed in commerce wanted to take over the offer and fortune without an exchange by theirs. "What's up with South Harbor?" "I reckon If I shed blood from you then you'll remember what you did" "I don't have any clue about what you're talking about" "You murdered my fellows and me trustworthy pal his name is Jolovik" "Oh, that guy with a mustache like Sonic's antagonist" I caressed my chin with a curl of laughter upon my lips.

Unlike Kalen, he is among the lunatics who came here willingly in complete trust of their strength to get the prize. Outside here, he is a mercenary who fights, kills, and protects, if hired, as a source of income and livelihood. He is an external member of on of the big 5, the Blackwater Mercenaries. The Blackwater Mercenaries is the only organization whose rules and restrictions are looser, among the big 5. They accept outsiders who proved their strength as external members, who work for them as mercenaries, and are paid. The Emperor doesn’t focus completely on being a mercenary alone though, as he looks for unconventional means of income like this.