What Delta? Isn't it Operation Assara?

Chapter 134 Siege

"You, you, Said, you..." Zhao Yu's calm words did not contain a single swear word or insult, but it was these calm words that completely broke down Hamk's defenses.

At this moment, Hamk was trembling with anger, but he couldn't utter a single word. He felt a squeezing pain in his chest and his vision was blurring.

In the original storyline, Hamk didn't care about being beaten up by Said, but now he's been forced into such a sorry state by just a few words.

The reason is simple: Hamk knows that Said is right.

People are part of society, and the state of a country's people is an important reflection of the state itself; the two are inseparable.

Like Saeed, Hamk also loved Asara and was willing to give everything for her. However, there were differences. Saeed loved the millions of Asara people living on the land of Asara, while Hamk loved the order that allowed him to be high above and tyrannical when the former king was in power.

He was not unaware of these truths, but since no one pointed them out, he could continue to deceive himself.

It's just that people like Reis and Youssef are even worse than him, so he can be rotten with a clear conscience and feel at ease.

"Sir, sir!" Several of Hamk's men rushed over and helped the unsteady Hamk.

"Out of arguments?" Zhao Yu had no intention of letting Hamk off the hook so easily.

"Hamke, with your intelligence, it shouldn't be difficult for you to see through Hamke's true colors."

You say the fire deafened my ears and blinded my eyes, but I clearly saw and heard the people of Asara!

"In the past, in the village, as soon as a seedling was planted, the neighboring field would take over; as soon as a basket of new dates was picked, everyone in the neighborhood would have a taste of them."

You can walk halfway down the alley with your rice bowl in hand. If you see smoke rising from a chimney, you're sure to find dried radishes drying under the eaves waiting for you to take them away.

An elderly man basking in the sun at the alley entrance would always secretly slip candy to a child running past. Here, they never asked "Who are you?", only "Have you eaten?", warming each other's lives into their own everyday routines.

Those people, the simple and honest people I've met with my own eyes, the light that shone into my heart, the beauty I've personally witnessed—they are both the initial motivation for my struggle and the belief that keeps me fighting.

"Hamke, the precious flowers carefully nurtured in the greenhouse of the royal palace do not represent the whole of beauty."

In a corner beyond your sight, amidst the raging storm, there is a life that transforms every blow into an upward force.

Their beauty is the mark of their struggle against nature, the stubbornness that remains standing after the storm.

"If it weren't for the Asara people, then all the so-called progress you and Hafk have pushed forward would be meaningless." Zhao Yu pressed his advantage, relentlessly attacking.

"Enough! Shut up!" Hamk slammed his hand on the table beside him, and with a swift wave of his other hand, he flung aside his attendant as if he were about to sever something.

At this moment, Bit was filled with countless emotions. In the end, he remained silent, but his expression was more resolute than ever before.

Hamk's words were very persuasive, and he felt ashamed because just now, Bit had also wavered for a moment.

But Sayyid's words solidified his resolve.

He is right, so there is no need to hesitate.

If it is not for the benefit of millions of Asara people, but even for the sake of the so-called future, to sacrifice countless innocent Asara people, such a concept is inherently anti-human.

Hafk, who adheres to this ideology and is devouring everything Asara, is the enemy he is determined to defeat at all costs.

Just as Hamk was about to speak, and Zhao Yu was about to interrupt him, Bit, who was standing to the side, spoke first, interrupting Hamk's impending counterattack.

"Mr. Hamk! I disagree with your point of view." Bit's sincere expression dampened Hamk's spirits, which had been racking his brains to organize a counterattack.

"How dare you! Who do you think you are? Just a GTI operator."

"I didn't kill you just now because of Said's sake. Don't be ungrateful, or else..." Hamk's men couldn't hold back when they saw their commander being attacked by Red Owl and GTI's men. They raised their 93R pistols and aimed them at Bit.

"Hamke, tell your men to put their guns down." Zhao Yu raised Saeed's crossbow, its burning bolts already aimed at Hamke.

Zhao Yu's guards and adjutants, along with a group of GTI operators, all raised their guns and confronted Hamk's men.

"Put down your gun!"

Gentlemen, please put down your guns!

"Said, if he's going to shoot, let him do it. Is that all he's capable of?" Rashid Rahar's words dealt Hamk another blow, but Bit's attack was not over yet.

"What did you say?!" Hamk felt breathless, a surge of anger rising within him like a volcano about to erupt, ready to destroy everything.

Said has the right to say that. You, a GTI player, what right do you have? Who do you think you are...?

Said has the right to say that. You, a GTI player, what right do you have? Who do you think you are...?

"Your people just asked me what I am, let me tell you."

I am Rashid Lahar, a GTI operator, and more importantly... just an ordinary Assara!

"What we're going to discuss today is a major issue concerning the future of Asara, and every Asara resident has the right to speak on it," Bitt continued.

Bitt's words ignited a fire in Hamke's chest, but he couldn't vent it, because he had no way to refute Bitt's words.

"Hamke, look what you've done!" Bit's words were full of disappointment and frustration.

"The people of Asara trusted you, yet you plundered caravans and bombarded the ancient city."

The brothers of Asara's Guard risked their lives for you, but you abandoned them in the ancient city as cannon fodder for a few empty promises from Demulan.

Today we'll grab a few people to be Rometheus's test subjects, and tomorrow we'll have them do some dirty work for Hafk!

"With a single word from Demulan, he can remotely control you to become his henchman; with a single thought from Hudson, he can send you to carry out Project Dark Star, helping him seize power and continue persecuting the Assaras!"

"Now that you've fallen to this state, are you still dreaming that Hafk will help you and restore the former king to the throne?"

Don't be silly!

DeMulland and Hudson fought tooth and nail for that little bit of power. If even the top brass of the Hafk Group are like that, how could they possibly hand over power to someone else?

"Are you sure you want to help the former king and restore him to the throne, or do you want to harm him and push him into the fire again?"

"You..." Bitt was interrupted by Hamk's strange behavior before he could finish speaking.

With a loud "whoosh," Hamk, who was just recovering from serious injuries, vomited a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness. His body fell straight backward and was caught by his subordinates.

"Enough, stop talking! Are you trying to drive Mr. [of the family] to his death?"