Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 111 - Strongest

“Munding where?” amel asked the driver who used to take them to school because he didn't see Munding in the car this morning.

The driver replied with a headband.

Earlier this morning when he wanted to accompany Munding to practice silat as usual, he did not find Munding in the garden behind the house. This is the first time Munding has not done his regular training.

Amel curiously searches for Munding to his pavilion but does not find him there. Amel finally circled his own house and after getting tired of going around this early, he finally gave up when he did not also manage to meet with Munding.

Amel was still hoping that this morning, he would find the boy sitting in the back seat of the car as usual when they left for school. But his hopes were also missed.

“Where the hell is that village, early in the morning has made the mood of people so cramped,” grumbled Amel while getting into the car.

“We leave huh Mbak?” asked the driver while glancing at the rearview mirror because Amel was sitting in the back seat alone.

Amel nodded his head with a sullen face.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car became a little quiet unlike usual which will be filled with babbling Amel who always disturb and ask for attention Munding.

Amel glanced out the window and one sentence occurred in his head at that time, “if Munding has returned to his village, will be quiet gini continue ya?”

Tears melted down on Amel's cheek without him noticing, Amel tried to wipe it but the tears did not stop either. Over time, Amel began to sob. For some reason, he became sad when he had to go back and go home from school by himself like now.

Once she got used to it, she tried to be a strong girl and not cry easily. And after all these years he finally managed to do that.

But.

All his years of effort were destroyed in just two months since he got to know Munding.

Amel, who has been a strong and independent girl, is now back to being a fragile girl. He even felt afraid and sad just because he imagined that one day Munding was no longer there, this kind of loneliness he would feel every day.

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Buakkkkkk.

A burly man fell on the floor covered in a thin mattress after being hit by a rival trainer's kick.

Their other friends cheered when they saw the Ten fall on the floor after being hit by a Four kick. Although Four was a woman, but she was because she managed to do the awakening she was much stronger than the other men who failed to do the awakening.

The teacher just stood up with a smile when he saw the twelve students who were sparing in the training room of their unit. Of the four wolf fighters, only Four always serve other colleagues for sparing.

Because even though he was the weakest, but Four had the best emotional control among the four of them. Teacher does not allow other wolf fighters to spar for fear that they cannot control their emotions and experience ‘berserk’.

As they were engrossed in sparing, Joseph entered the training room and approached Master immediately. He whispered something and made the Master squint his forehead.

“You've confirmed this news?” ask the Master.

Yusuf nodded his head, “I've already cross-checked to three sources. Sources from inside Broto's house, the driver who brought Amel and a source from the hospital where Munding was treated.”

If Broto and his team heard Joseph's words, they might be very angry. Of the three sources of information used by Joseph, two were around Amel every day.

Sources from inside Broto's unidentified home and Amel's daily driver.

“This is a very good opportunity, we must advance our plan a day sooner,” said the Master.

After that, the Master walked up to his 12 students who were playing on the mat and stood there. Gradually all his students realized the existence of the Master who was standing near them.

“You guys have fun?” ask the teacher with a smile.

The twelve members of the Bat team laughed and nodded their heads in response to their teacher's question. Some of them just reply with a wry smile, usually those who become victims of bully during a sparring event like this.

The Master took a deep breath and said quietly but with clear intonation to his students, “oke, but remember. Sparing like that was just a joke. There is no benefit other than to make you more relaxed and reduce stress.”

All of the disciples of the Master laughed at the joke from him. Joseph stood next to the Master and motioned for them all to gather.

“Should have been, our mission would be executed tomorrow. But today we have a very rare opportunity. A very happy opportunity to miss. Therefore, we decided to advance our mission to be today,” Yusuf said with a serious face.

“You have fifteen minutes to prepare,” continued Yusuf in a quieter voice, “carry urban combat tactical equipment without long-barreled rifles and supplies. Minimize your default so we can move faster.”

The twelve members of the Bat team were still silent in place when Yusuf had finished his briefing. They were still shocked to hear that they were going to do their first mission in fifteen minutes.

They know that their mission is to kidnap the only daughter of an army general. And as easy as possible to do that, there will still be a confrontation with them. There was no way those war maniacs would let their families be bullied by anyone and that meant that all the bat team members had to be prepared for the worst.

The worst condition they would face in fifteen minutes, not tomorrow morning.

The Master who saw the twelve disciples fell silent after hearing Joseph's announcement just chuckled. He then took two steps forward and looked at their faces one by one.

“Why is your face like that?”

“Then, I never knew when a battle would come and happen to me and my flock.”

“Every enemy attacks, right then and there we must be ready to fight.”

“They did not give fifteen minutes for preparation as you have received now. Not even half a minute."

"If you let your guard down, your head will be floated by the slash of a sword. That's the life of the fighters."

“The real fighter should be fighting on the streets there. Not complacent with doing children's sparing like you did earlier.”

“They fight without rules and without the referee separating.”

“Without any prohibition to injure and immobilize an opponent.”

“Risking his life with every blow he lays.”

“Filling the bones of the enemy's head on the hard asphalt, not this padded mattress you stepped on.”

“Feeling boiling blood due to emotional overflow.”

“Feeling the body vibrating due to adrenaline flowing throughout the body.”

“Answers a fundamental question in our chest.”

“Who is the strongest between me and my enemy?”

“And when all is over, we will always be grateful for the blessings of life that God has given us."

"Wisdom that you never realized and are grateful until when you have to defend it.”

“If you guys are fighters,”

“If you are not a cowardly weakling who always uses others to defend his own right of life.”

“Then lift your face!!”

“Head your hands!!”

“And let our enemy feel the trembling all over his body when faced with us.”

“Because we are the strongest fighter!!!”

The Master shouted loudly at the end of his encouragement speech and clenched his right hand up which was greeted by all his students with a loud shout that seemed to be able to tear down the multi-storey building.

The Master twisted his body and only glanced at Joseph the Perlente who was wiping cold sweat on his forehead.

For a moment, Joseph imagined what would happen if not the twelve men who had listened to the words of the Master. What if there were 10 thousand or 20 thousand brave men who died who had been brainwashed and listened to the speech of the Master?

Suddenly Joseph's whole body shuddered when he imagined it all. What would happen if their plan was successful and the Master managed to recruit his own army?

I must leave this city of Semarang as far as I can when it happens, Joseph promised in his heart.