Aftermath: The beginning

So, let's take a trip back to the beginning. First off, my name is Adam, and I work for the Federal Republic of Nigeria's Secret Special Corps as an agent. I didn'

e government had chosen a large number of children to take part in a specialized training program designed to produce more dependable and effective soldiers who could perform duties both at home and abroad. For my benefit, I was picked. The children selected ranged in age from six to ten. They were also selected

lities all over the country. The government announced that all security personnel would receive their training at Maxis Special Training Institute after MSTI was recognized as the largest security training facility in Africa. A few years later, the government gave Maxis the contract for the Secret Special Corps training program. One hundred forty children were chosen nationwide after Maxis was given the project. The sheer number of children without families

vividly recall how satisfying it was to disassemble that rifle in three minutes. Awesomeness ensued. We were never asked to shoot it, which was unfortunate because I was excited to do that. We trained and competed for weeks on end and we were ranked at the end of every week. It was like assigning positions in class to determine who the best student was, and I could proudly say that I was the best. You should have seen me. Because I was the young child who knew more

as improving more quickly than the other kids. I felt invisible as a result, and I never wanted to stop. I made a concerted effort to maintain my lack of material possessions. It alternately felt magnificent and like I was alone at times. As the days went by, our training remained difficult. We quickly moved on to another skill after mastering one. During the training, more children were removed, and by the time there were only 26 of us left, I was

rack of our real names. We used serial numbers to identify one another. Anyway, there were only 26 of us left when the institute abruptly assigned names to each of us. How kind of them, don't

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diers. We never explored the outside world because that was all we were aware of. Because of the orientation provided to us, we never felt caged. We were eventually removed from the facility in 2020. We loved the adventure so much. We didn't know how the world looked, so it seemed absurd to us. After twelve years in the facility, we finally realized that we

ticed being a one-man army, but now we must practice working together. Most of us found that difficult, especially Ella. I wasn't anyone, and she didn't like working with anyone. I was the squad's best player. She was an older than I was, so I couldn't control her. Additionally, we were informed that if more than one person was needed for the mission, we would go on it with our partner. We then received

a couple of weeks later. Her mission was finally complete. Ella gave the man permission to kidnap her thanks to her brilliant way of thinking. He transported her to Kano, where he was supposed to meet with his buyer, after drugging her in a hotel. Both the buyer and the trafficker were killed by her. Wasn't that awesome? Only the bad guys were targets for her mission. Well, the purchaser was also one of the bad guys. That didn't, however, win Ella the director's favor. Ella was a soldier, and soldiers do exactly as they are instructed. They do not perform extra tasks in order to impress their superiors or earn points. I was furious about the ridiculous notion of letting the buyer leave. When I had my first mission, it was more than just a success and I was only nineteen years old. Without sounding egotis

bout 60 armed adults. I crashed their party like a wrecking ball. I rose to the status of a living legend after that day. I was solely responsible for the Secret Special Corps receiving the President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria's approval as a successful security program a few weeks later. I don't want to sound arrogant, but i

aining Institute, the primary overseeing body for their subsidiary program, is where every SSC agent reports. The SSC and the agents referred to MSTI as the Institute. After that, the SSC was operational. Do you recall the young people who were taken away during the training? They turned out to be useful after all. They served as spies for the institute. They were assigned to every department involved in maintaining national security, including the police, customs, border patrol, air force, navy, and army. It enabled the institute to compile such a large amount of data from across the nation. After a number of years, we are now regarded as one of the security agencies that criminals are most afraid of. We've had a lot of successful operations abroad and have gained recognition all over the world. The SSC was given the freedom to be mentioned alongside illustrious organizations like the FBI, KGB, CIA, and numerous other strong security organizations. On a few occasions, the SSC and a few of thes

pt on the expressway, driving my car. I was about to have a special day, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I was returning to