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jamesbawa:
bi0nics have you read this?

22 Pages
Y0u wrote it?

bi0nics:
22 Pages

Y0u wrote it?

nah... ain't gat that talent.... dioxidane did

Jeez! Dis story is getting interesting by the day! Am so loving it! Dioxidane, thanks for d dedication as well as d updates.

Weldone! So far, dis story has been worth reading! Very very good job!

I think am drooling for an update!


Shout out to all my niggas who quote a whole story just for two -three words!

oghenekome51:
Jeez! Dis story is getting interesting by the day! Am so loving it! Dioxidane, thanks for d dedication as well as d updates.

Weldone! So far, dis story has been worth reading! Very very good job!

I think am drooling for an update!


Shout out to all my niggas who quote a whole story just for two -three words!

kome sylvia N***a shey na ur face be dis

Enjoying it

uncutz:
Noooo. I am impatiently waiting for the rest of the story.

First, MY ADVICE: They always say,'a "'patient" reader reads to the latest and last updates. Your impatience might lead u abandoning the topic.Secondly, MY WARNING: Don't even dare pressurize my darling Dioxidane *winks* because your payment worth which is your MB is nt even up to the price of a good novel in the bookshop!!!

stellytwinkle:
First, MY ADVICE: They always say,'a "'patient" reader reads to the latest and last updates. Your impatience might lead u abandoning the topic.Secondly, MY WARNING: Don't even dare pressurize my darling Dioxidane *winks* because your payment worth which is your MB is nt even up to the price of a good novel in the bookshop!!!

Lol

How many stellytwinkle make 1 Dioxidane ?

AND OR

How many Dioxidane make 1 Acccidental Victim

Contd.

Damien was astonished!

Mustapha was stunned!

'What are you doing here? How did the hell did you escape?', he nearly screamed at Damien.

Damien didn't respond. He brought down the knife and touched his face with his other hand. The turban covering his face had fallen off during the scuffle. 'No wonder he recognized me', he thought.

'You plan on getting yourself killed?', Mustapha asked again since he got no response from Damien, 'because that's exactly what's going to happen. I told you there was a rescue operation being planned.'

'When is it?', Damien asked.

'It's going to be tomorrow morning. Now you've complicated issues. If you are caught, you would definitely be killed', Mustapha replied. 'Then let's make sure I'm not caught', Damien shot back.

'What's that supposed to mean?', Mustapha asked, 'I can't be found with you. It would blow my cover.'

'Ok, I understand', Damien replied, 'but since you know the terrain, I would need your help in getting out of this forest.'

'Are you crazy? You want to get out of this forest on foot? You'll be dead in six hours!', Mustapha replied.

'So what do you suggest we do?', Damien asked again.

'We? Dude, you are on your own on this! You should have thought about this when you left your cell', Mustapha replied angrily.

'The dumbass should have remained in his cell', Mustapha thought.

This complicated issues for him. He knew there was no way he could allow himself be found with Damien. They would definitely be killed. Al-Zawari had no mercy for traitors, as he had proved earlier. He couldn't leave Damien on his own either, he wouldn't stand a chance against the horde of terrorists looking for him.

He knew Al-Zawari's MO. By now he would have instructed a group of terrorists to comb all the nooks and crannies of the camp and if not found, their search would be extended into the forest till he was found, and killed. He couldn't let that happen.

He turned back towards Damien and heard the last statement he made. 'Are you even listening to me?', Damien asked.

'What were you saying?', Mustapha asked back.

'You said you have a device used in communication right?', Damien asked. Mustapha nodded. 'When last did you use it?', Damien asked again. 'About an hour ago', Mustapha replied. 'And who do you communicate with?', Damien asked. 'My handler. But the last time, it was with his boss and he mentioned something about coordinating with the SSS during the incursion tomorrow. They were supposed to send in a covert team to rescue you guys before the main strike force comes in', Mustapha replied.

'Then I guess they'll just have to worry about the lady now, not me', Damien shot back at him. 'Where is the device?', Damien asked.

Mustapha shook his head. 'I possibly can't take you to where it is. There's no time for that. I have to go back. But I can describe it's location to you', Mustapha replied.

'How well do you describe things?', Damien asked with a sly smile on his face. Mustapha smiled back. 'Don't worry, I'll give you a perfect description', he replied.

Mustapha quickly gave Damien a description of the location of the box containing the device in the forest, describing the marks he made on trees and tiny pieces of clothing he tied on shrubs marking the footpath. Damien nodded, indicating that he understood.

'Would your guys be able to detect my exact location with the device?', Damien asked. 'They should', Mustapha replied.

Damien nodded again and asked, 'you know the terrain of the forest right?' 'Of course', Mustapha replied. 'Where would be their possible point of entry? I mean the area that are most vulnerable', Damien asked.

Mustapha sighed. He dipped his hand into the pouch underneath his dress and brought out a folded sheet of paper. He dipped his hand again into the pouch and brought out something. 'Take this', he said to Damien, 'you'll need it.'

Damien took it from him and examined it. He realized it was a night vision wraparound goggles. He cleaned the glasses and wore it.

'Perfect!', he exclaimed. He was now able to see in the dark with clarity and distinct optical definition. He saw Mustapha's facial features clearly now. 'Thanks', he said to him.

Mustapha spread out the sheet of paper and Damien saw a miniaturized sketched map of the area. He was amazed at the details embedded in it.

'This is our present location', Damien heard Mustapha say, pointing at a spot on the map. Damien looked through the night vision goggles and saw the spot Mustapha was pointing at. He looked around and nodded.

'This is where the main camp is located', Mustapha said as he pointed at another spot on the map. 'Here, here, here and here are the main point of entry', he said as he pointed at four different tiny spots. 'There are few guards usually posted here', he said, pointing at the third spot, 'so this should be their main point of entry.'

Damien nodded as Mustapha pointed at landmarks noted on the map and gave descriptions between each of them. 'Thanks for this', Damien said, satisfied with the descriptions Mustapha gave him.

'I have to go now, take care of yourself and don't get yourself killed', Mustapha said to Damien.

He turned his back on Damien and was about leaving when Damien touched him on his shoulders.

'One more thing', Damien said. 'What is it?', Mustapha asked. 'I'll need your gun. I have no weapon on me', Damien said. Mustapha shook his head. 'That wouldn't do', he said, 'I have just one, and I can't afford not to have it on me.'

Then he remembered something. The man he killed earlier had a gun, and he covered the man with his gun.

He gave the description of where the man was to Damien.

'Be careful', he said to Damien. 'You too', Damien replied as he snaked back into the forest.

T.B.C

Wishing y'all a lovely weekend...

Such a captivating story. You are a great writer. "In oliver twist's voice".... I want some more

stellytwinkle:
First, MY ADVICE: They always say,'a "'patient" reader reads to the latest and last updates. Your impatience might lead u abandoning the topic.Secondly, MY WARNING: Don't even dare pressurize my darling Dioxidane *winks* because your payment worth which is your MB is nt even up to the price of a good novel in the bookshop!!!

Thanks dear...

Carinaflo:
Patiently waiting for an update

Just did...

preciousnobel:
Update fast abeg, I dey feel you...

Missmossy:
Sharp guy @ Damien
This is really enchanting!!
Well done Dioxidane.

real86:
You too good guy. I like how I feel reading your story. Pls more update o.

Thanks y'all, iAppreciate...

Updates would come later in the evening, hopefully...

Dioxidane:
Updates would come later in the evening, hopefully...

I will be waiting for the evening update in high esteem. So please try and update as promised.
Nice thrill and hmmmm

5000 likes for you.....

uncutz:
Lol
How many stellytwinkle make 1 Dioxidane ?
AND OR
How many Dioxidane make 1 Acccidental Victim

1 stellytwinkle + 1 Dioxidane = ONE

Wow!!! I can't wait for the next update. Thumps up man! You rock

Did Damien gt mental problem... na to d go front n bck for all his escape.... story mkin sense but oga dioxidane pls gv damien small sense.

Dis Damien gt mental problem... na to d go front n bck for all his escape.... story mkin sense but oga dioxidane pls gv damien small sense

my heart almost flew out of my mouth reading d update......nice job broda....kip it up

The Accidental victim movie

Wat a nice story, i wish u can continue updating it all d time. I luv d story

Kudos to u boss! This story is wow!!! In fact am speechless. Enjoying it as oyinbo dey enjoy cigarette!

Dioxidane, The Ingenious.

Nice piece, but this not enough for the weekend oh.

Update pls, thanks.

Dioxidane na like Jega, 10mins = 10hrs

Chapter Thirteen

'What do you have for us?', Damien heard as he finally made the device work.

He had followed the description Mustapha gave him, but he still missed a few turns before he was finally able to locate the box with the aid of the map.

He opened the box and found the device. He was confused because he had never had to use such a device in his life. He had never seen it earlier either. Mustapha had not told him how to couple it. He quickly examined the device and realized it could take some time before he could make it work, and he was unprotected.

The gun. He remembered the gun. He had to get it first. He followed the description Mustapha gave him and found the man some distance away from where the box was, covered with some leaves.

Damien shook his head and covered his nose with his right hand. 'Fu*cking terrorists', he muttered.

He found the tip of the gun poking out from beneath the man. He tried to push off the man with his legs. He didn't want to touch him, but he had to eventually because the dead man seemed heavier. He lifted his cloth slightly with his right hand and drew out the gun from beneath him while holding his breathe.

He held the gun and examined it. It was an AK-47 assault rifle. He clicked off the magazine and realized that the rounds were less than 30. The gun had been used previously, so it was relatively reliable. He took an aim with the rifle, and some seconds later he went back to the box containing the device.

After so many trials and errors, he was finally able to connect the device and he heard a voice.

'What do you have for us?', the voice said.

Damien was silent. He didn't know if it was a code or something else.

'Mustapha, are you there?', the voice said again.

'This is not Mustapha', Damien replied.

'Who the hell is this?', the voice asked.

'This is Damien Abbah', he replied.

Damien heard some whispers in the background. Then the voice came on again, this time though, a different voice.

"Damien Abbah? How is that possible? Where is Mustapha?"

'Who am I speaking with?', Damien asked.

"Mr Abbah, this is Col. Coker of the State Security Services. We know all about you. It's good to know that you are fine. Is Funmi there with you?"

"I'm sorry, she's still held up."

"And you escaped?"

"I did. We were held in separate cells and I couldn't reach her on time."

"Is she fine?"

"She was the last time I saw her."

"How about Mustapha?"

"He's back at the camp. His cover is still intact."

"Ok, that's good. Right now we have your present location. I want you to stay put. At first light tomorrow morning we are coming for you guys."

"But..."

Damien was about asking him about the details of the operation when he heard a beep on the phone.

'Hello... Hello...', he called out into the phone. No response. The phone was dead. 'Fu*ck!', he muttered.

He crouched and placed the phone back into the box, covering it with the dry leaves just as he met it.

As he was getting up, he saw a brief flash of light through his night vision goggles. He crouched back and concentrated his gaze into the distance.

What he saw shocked him. Coming towards him was a group comprising of five men with beaming torches. He could see them in the distance but they couldn't see him, yet. He quickly picked up his rifle and slid away, climbing a tree close by.

Damien watched as the leader of the group froze and held up his hand indicating that the others stop too. They stopped in their tracks and the leader crouched. He concentrated the beam of the torch on the ground and found footprints. He traced the tracks of the footprints and found that it went different ways.

He gave commands to each of the men to check out the tracks. The men spread out and one of them went beneath the tree Damien was, pointing the beaming torch onto the tree, but Damien hid himself well in between the branches of the tree and the man didn't see him.

The leader looked around and noticed an object carefully hidden beneath some dry leaves. He got to the box, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

At that same moment, one of the men called out to the leader. The body of the terrorist killed by Mustapha had been found. The leader cursed as he examined the man. He knew him.

'He should be close by', one of the men said. The leader went back and studied the tracks once more.

'You, you, go towards this direction', he pointed, commanding two of his men. 'And both of you, go towards this direction', he commanded the remaining two men with him.

They moved immediately, leaving him alone there. He picked up the device, and tried to make it work.

Damien watched from the tree as the man tried to make the device work to no avail, then he felt something crawling on his palm...

T.B.C

Good night guys, ladies...

Thanks for the update. Good night.

Damn!! The suspense is mind blowing. What a thriller, ride on G!!

danyel09:
[size=16pt]SNAKE !!![/size]

GBAM!!! Your guess is as good as mine.

I HATE SNAKES

lumzybo:
GBAM!!! Your guess is as good as mine.

I HATE SNAKES

I swear down

Why I 8 them is d fact that when they bite u, it's not just to pain u but to take your life

I fear them, but thanks to "Aporo" when one bit my mom





OF COURSE, IS GOD THAT EMPOWERS D "APORO"

I just hate dat creature

well...not to worry...NL guys are killing snakes here and there. ..u tooo can join the league. . nice work bro....dnt mak us wait too long ooooo for the next update

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