Lahat ng Kabanata ng Super Soldiers: The Team - Book 2 (Part 1): Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

During the time that Jacob and the others withdrew, Lyn climbed the first seventeen marks all the way to the top, to the last branch. There she took the badge from Karl, the boy with the number 6, and put it on the branch. Suddenly her hand glowed and when she withdrew it from the branch, the chain was firmly anchored in the branch. She did this seventeen times. The first children who were not allowed to live had all decided to get a place on the highest branch. Closest to the sun and in this way, best protected from the wind. Finished with the seventeen children, Lyn climbed down onto the sixth branch. Where Keri was supposed to sit, last on his branch, just like with the other brands, Lyn put her hand on it and

Kerin, one of the best tacticians in Lyn's squad, agreed with their considerations. "Lyn, I was just about to suggest that. How about a fan search, across the entire forest area in double rows. We can't miss a trace. Then we move this search fan further south-west. All the way down to Halouny. There we widen it If we don't find anything there, we should split at the level of Velký Chlumec and Dobris, one half continues to the southwest, the others to the north, towards Svata the northern group and search the area there in two groups. By combing the forest area to the northeast and northwest. This is the quickest way to find something. If there is anything to be found there. We won't find anything there either, we all meet in Skorice. T

Bekir was a tall, dark-skinned young man two hundred and one centimeters but a hundred and fifty pounds live weight. He was one of the best snipers in the group. The best was Cankat. Bekir was one of those children who always threw themselves away laughing at the lieutenant colonel. No matter what he was doing to him. Even in the courtyard, which had been separated from the rest of the park by a high wall for two years, Bekir never stopped laughing. No matter what the lieutenant colonel had done to him there, he always laughed. How often had I admired him for it.

I gave the official signal for the beginning of the fight. Rashida started attacking me with a quick series of kicks and punches. I went to meet her, defending herself against the blows. We quickly enjoyed the little fight, the exercise was good for us. We forgot everything around us and played something with each other. As a result, we didn't even notice that the colonel took a shocked step back and looked at us with a horrified look. Svoboda couldn't believe the pace at which we two girls, so different, attacked each other. It's good that he didn't know that we were just poking each other, a real fight looked very different for us. The command to stop came far too quickly for us, we would have liked to con

Latif, who, like Jaan himself, wasn't a flyweight, began to laugh out loud. Jaan's two hundred and six centimeters weighed a stately 150 pounds. He was still everything else, but not fat. Just like his friend Latif. One of the littlest boys on our team, who weighed a whopping 150 pounds at six feet. Both, like everyone on the team, were pure muscle packs. None of us had a stomach. In the time when the two were flailing around, we got ready to march and got back to our feet properly.