System Unleashed

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Lt. Bradley Jackson crouched low, aimed his sleek TrackingPoint bolt-action rifle at a group of fierce-looking, gun-wielding men, and then fired in rapid succession. Their screams of pain brought a smirk to Bradley’s mouth. Those crooks had no idea who they were up against.

Bradley was a member of the Arrowheads, a Classified Black OPs task force division of the FBI, whose members were drawn from elite Navy Seal teams for special operations, and then released to join their own teams afterward. Its operations were unknown to many inside the organization. It was headed by a Navy Admiral. The Arrowheads were usually called upon whenever there were specific dangerous operations that were usually almost suicidal in description. They were the best of the best. What was different about Bradley’s current mission, however, was that it wasn’t authorized. Lt. Bradley Jackson was working on his own without any authorization from his Admiral or the knowledge of anyone in his squad. The plan to go solo and find some well-needed answers had been hatched by Bradley on his last mission.

On Bradley’s last mission, which had been headed by him since his immediate supervisor hadn’t been available, the Arrowheads had lost two of their men. They’d been investigating an underground black market gun sale. Much as losing his colleagues had been a big blow, Bradley had been even more confused because it was obvious they’d been betrayed from the inside. He had, therefore, made it his personal goal to find out who was behind their failed mission. Someone had to pay. In his quest to know the truth, the SEAL had uncovered a deadly secret that had shocked him to the bone. A very high-ranking military person…a three-star general, was the brain behind the underground, black market gun sale. In fact, those guns were stolen from the state and sold illegally.

Immediately he’d uncovered that deadly information, Bradley knew he had to act fast and alone. It was important that he acted alone because apart from the fact that he didn’t know who to trust, people that he loved and respected could lose their lives if he involved them. One thing was very clear to Bradley, however. If he wanted to stay alive, he couldn’t include that information in his report because he’d be dead immediately he filed that report. He knew that the only way to expose such a high-ranking official would be to get some proof. Till he got proof that could put the corrupt general away, that illegal operation would continue to grow from strength to strength. He also knew that immediately he began to dig for proof, he was a dead man…unless of course, he was able to outsmart and outplay the enemy. In spite of the danger, he knew he’d be in if he went ahead with his plan to expose the general and his syndicate, Bradley was determined to do it because not only did he detest corrupt officials, he also owed it to his dead colleagues.

Bradley had been relentless in his search for proof that could put the general and whoever he was working with, away. After working assiduously for weeks, his diligence had paid off. He finally knew exactly where to find that proof…a shed on a large estate that belonged to General Christopher Grupert. To say Bradley was surprised he’d been able to get that far without getting killed, would be an understatement. The person he was seeking to expose was a three-star general for fuck’s sake. The danger he was in could therefore not be overemphasized. But then, Bradley was used to the suicidal nature of his job. After all, he was an Arrowhead.