The entire continent of the military camp was bustling with senior Nigerian Army officers and junior staff, everyone busy with their tasks. The main focus for everyone was the outcome of their missions, hoping their unit would come out on top in this scenario.

In the main courtyard of the base, a large, luxurious Lexus was parked on one side. Soldiers were stationed around the vehicle, their guns ready, indicating their readiness to eliminate any perceived threat, even if just a speck of dust fell on the car—implying a deadly consequence.

Within just five seconds, the soldier standing on the right side of the car quickly opened the door. A handsome young man, around thirty-one or thirty-two years old, emerged from the vehicle, dressed in a military uniform. He walked with a confident, majestic stride, exuding a divine grace.

As he approached the main gathering area, the soldiers began saluting him, straightening up even more due to his imposing presence. His stature and aura were such that no one dared to lift their eyes to meet his, let alone make eye contact.

This was Lieutenant General Maleek Taufiq, a man renowned as a warrior among warriors, admired worldwide for his steadfast commitment to justice and duty as a soldier.

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In a grand hall filled with the country's elite and leading politicians, discussions were quietly but intently rising, indicating an important deliberation.

"How can you suggest we kill him, Alhaji Atiku, knowing how formidable he is? Remember, we once tried to kill him, and our secrets nearly got exposed. Have you forgotten?" Ibrahim Nera remarked.

Everyone was silent, indicating the seriousness of the discussion at hand. Isa Tambuwal then suggested, "Why don't we arrange an accident for him? That way, no one will suspect us."

"Exactly," Isa Hasarara agreed.

"An accident would be the best solution, as no matter how well we plan a trap, Maleek is too clever and cautious. We should just arrange an accident for him," Isa Hasarara reiterated, concluding the meeting.

As Lieutenant General Maleek Taufiq approached the compound where the soldiers stood, he exuded a commanding presence. He greeted the security officers with a respectful yet authoritative tone, catching their attention. Even IHSAN FANDALLAH was among them, his face stern and devoid of any friendliness or humor.

Everyone present was trying to stay composed. Joy, standing to his side, held some files. After saluting Maleek, he handed over the files, which Maleek swiftly accepted from Joy's hands. The files contained important information from El-Basher.