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“No!” Hayward protested “We need the intel!” He lunged for a file on top of the desk and grabbed it before Kekoa could yank him away

With the help of another soldier, Kekoa carried Hayward by the shoulders as they sprinted for daylight Kekoa’s lungs burned fro trapped under thousands of tons of rubble kept hih the tunnel entrance when the underground fortress erupted like a volcano The concussive force flung theround

The explosives must have been linked to bundles in other tunnels because the entire hill shook from multiple aftershocks Trees were uprooted and rocks tu a cloak of dust so thick that Kekoa couldn’t see more than fifty feet in any direction

He found Hayward lying prone next to hi Kekoa flipped hi His hand continued to clutch the file from the tunnel

“Medic!” cried Kekoa “I need a medic!” He looked down at Hayward, who opened his eyes “Stay with me, Captain”

“I’ anywhere”

“That file alot us killed”

“Had to take it,” Hayward said His finger tapped a picture on

the front next to Japanese characters It looked like the leaf of some kind of plant “Tell me what the cover says”

“That can wait until”

“No, it can’t,” he said between ragged breaths “That’s why I asked for you You know Japanese Tell me Please”

Kekoa saw a ed the captain

“It says Project Typhoon Morale Division, Unit 731” At the mention of Unit 731, Hayward’s face went even whiter than it already was Kekoa didn’t knohat that meant, but it obviously terrified the military scientist

Theto his wound and injected Hayith an to take effect, Hayward mumbled, “Whereis it located?”

“You mean this Morale Division?”