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Ethan Colberg: Rise Of The Hidden War God

Ethan's life is a lie. His wife, Sophia, sees him as nothing more than a disposable blood bag. She drains him to the point of death to help a powerful company create super-soldiers. A mysterious woman known as the Miracle Doctor, Linda Sarman, saves him. She tells him a shocking truth: he is Gad, a legendary War God who had his memory and power taken from him. Now, Ethan is thrown into a secret war of corporate spying and old fights.
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Chapter 6

The data that were retrieved in the raid were a goldmine. Linda worked her way through it on her screens.

"This is bigger than I was thinking," she said. "The Ares Project is finished. They have built a primary processing facility. It's here." She pointed on a map. "The deactivated Grey Corporation chemical plant."

"Heavily guarded?" Ethan asked.

"The worst. But not the worst problem." She brought up a file. It was encrypted with the highest level of security. "This file has 'VALERIUS' on it. Ring a bell?"

Ethan froze. The name struck him in the stomach. A face flashed before his eyes. A firm, kindly face. A man smiling, clapping him on the back. A profound, abiding sense of trust and camaraderie. Then the same face, twisted in betrayal on Kalgar Pass.

"Valerius," Ethan breathed. "My tutor. He... he was there."

"Information available indicates he wasn't there just for pleasure," Linda said, speaking in a firm tone. "He's the architect. Director of the whole Syndicate."

The room fell silent. Kael's face twisted in rage. "That traitor! He was like a father to you!"

Ethan felt the stab of betrayal worse than any blade could inflict. It made sense now. The flawless ambush. The hijacked power. Only Valerius could have planned it.

"Why?" Ethan's voice was soft as death.

"Jealousy," Linda said, adding more evidence. "Your skills came easily. His were acquired through sheer force. He could never accept that you were simply better. He wanted what you had. So he made the choice to steal it."

Ethan stood up. The tranquility he had felt following the raid was gone. Replaced by burning, freezing rage.

"The chemical plant. Is that where he is?"

"Intel suggests he visits there on a regular basis to ask questions about the status of the project."

"Then that's where we go." Ethan's eyes acquired a cold glint. "We raid the plant. We dismantle the Ares Project. And we bait Valerius out."

"It's a trap," Kael said. "He'll be waiting for you."

"I'm counting on it," Ethan said. "It ends where it began. With him and me."

Kael stepped forward, his body tense. "Sir, with respect, this is exactly what he wants. He built this whole project to bait you. It's a fortress."

"Every fortress has a weak point," Ethan said, his eyes still locked on Valerius's name on the screen. "Linda, find it."

Linda worked quickly, pulling up the plant's schematics. "He's right, Kael. The security is overwhelming. Armed patrols, drone surveillance, motion sensors. a direct assault is impossible."

"Then what's the plan?" Jax asked, looking between them.

Ethan pointed at the screen. "There. The water filtration system. It pulls water from the river for cooling the reactors. The intake pipe is large enough for a person."

Reyes frowned. "You're expecting us to swim into a chemical plant? Through a pipe?"

"It's the only opening in they won't be watching," Ethan said. "The pipe leads directly into the principal cooling reservoir inside the complex. And from there we can access the central control room and the primary lab."

"The risk is severe," Linda warned. "The water will be icy, and the current in the pipe is powerful. You'll have scant time to set off the explosives before you're discovered."

"Thirty minutes?" Kael questioned.

"Once inside? Thirty minutes, perhaps. At best."

Ethan looked at his men. "It's enough. We deploy shaped charges on the main reactor and the core data server. We don't have to destroy the whole plant. We just disable their ability to make the serum."

"And Valerius?" Kael's voice was gentle. "What do we do with him?"

Ethan's expression was serious. "The explosion is the cue. He'll appear. He'll want to see his prize destroyed. He'll want to see me captured or killed. That's when we grab him."

"He'll have his best guards with him," Linda pointed out.

"He won't have them for long," Ethan replied. He turned to look at Jax. "Can you gain access to their internal comms from the control room?"

Jax nodded. "If I can get to a terminal, okay. I can create chaos. Give false orders, set off alarms where they shouldn't be."

"Good. That will distract his guards." Ethan turned to regard Kael and Reyes. "The two of you are coming with me. We find Valerius."

Kael snapped his knuckles together. "With pleasure."

"What about the rest of us?" another soldier asked.

"You'll be our backup. You get stationed here," Ethan pointed to a service door on the map, "and give us a distraction when we call. Draw their men to the east wing."

Linda stood up. "I'll be your scouts. I can access the plant's security cameras remotely from here. I'll guide you down the hallways and warn you of patrols."

Ethan abruptly nodded. "Then it's settled." He surveyed the room, meeting the gaze of each of them. "This is the riskiest thing any of us have ever attempted. Valerius knows my routines. He schooled me. He will know what I am going to do."

"So how do we beat him?" Reyes asked.

"By being unpredictable. He's waiting for the soldier I used to be. He doesn't know the man I've become." Ethan's voice was unyielding. "We're moving in three hours. Gather your equipment. Prepare yourself."

The group broke apart to prepare. Ethan shifted over to a small table where his equipment was laid out. He picked up a combat knife and felt the good balance of it. A memory came back. Valerius giving him the same type of knife on his first day in training. "A soldier's best friend," he had said.

The memory was warm, but now it seemed like a trick. Ethan pushed it away. He could not use emotion right now.

Linda approached him. "Your vitals are fluctuating. Your strength is off the charts."

"It has to be," Ethan said, without looking up at the knife.

"Revenge has a way of screwing with your head, Gad."

"This has nothing to do with revenge," Ethan replied, at last meeting her eyes. "This is about justice. He betrayed a thousand people. He used my own body to hurt the innocent. He has to be stopped."

"And if you can't apprehend him alive?" Linda asked gently.

"Then I'll make sure he never hurts anyone again."

Kael stepped forward, his gear settled. "The team is ready, sir. We're waiting for your order."

Ethan looked back at the schematics one last time, committing the path to memory. He scanned the expressions of his team-Kael, Jax, Reyes. They were taking a chance on everything.

"Remember the mission," he instructed them all. "Blow up the reactor. Clear off the data. If Valerius shows, he's the primary target. But the mission comes first. No exceptions."

He hooked his rifle on his shoulder and gave a quick check of the magazine.

"Let's move out."

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