A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1415

Bernard slipped on his gloves, his gaze lifting to the team assembled beside the chopper.

“Three things,” he said.

“First, keep your own hide safe. Second, take down 49 of them, then we pull back. Third, I’ll avenge Caleb myself.”

His words, terse and clear, were met with a deafening chorus of affirmation.

“Yes, sir!”

Bernard looked away from the team, his eyes falling on Evan and Gianna.

“I’m taking point. You follow.”

“Maybe we should go first?”

The unknown quantity of explosives rigged by the Area Opaca made those on the first flight, tossing the bombs and triggering the ground explosives, the most at-risk group.

Evan and Gianna were worried about Bernard’s safety, seemingly forgetting that when it came to combat, Bernard was unbeatable. Moreover, his taking point would steady the team’s nerves.

Facing his siblings’ concern, Bernard was unfazed, briskly stepping past them and making his way to a sleek black van.

“Cedric, is the delayed detonation system good to go?”

Seated amidst an array of high-tech gear, Cedric was hammering away at his keyboard when he replied without looking up, “Just a sec.” “Done.”

Cedric paused his typing, his eyes, glinting with mirth, lifting to Bernard.

“Bernard, with me here, no one’s your match.”

holding out his hand to

a pistol from his holster and placed it in Bernard’s palm.

around the gun, his grip

was about to board, a clear voice called from

take me

lean frame to look toward Robin, who was coolly facing down the barrels of countless guns

Siren Organization, it was no

at the slightest provocation. Robin, unfazed by the multitude of guns trained on him, simply raised a finger and pushed

eradicate the Area Opaca too.

head slightly, eyeing Robin

are you here for if not to save your

stare, but

number of people. Think it over.”

solo fights, in a brawl, he never lost.

few seconds

the pilot, he glanced through the window at

the rear.”

chin, his voice cold and detached through

25/Board

dressed in their uniforms,

to the skies in unison, rotors whirring, stirring the clouds and wind

wave of 25 helicopters reached the airspace

and then, with steely eyes, gave

team members, following orders, dropped their bombs, and

quaking, but Bernard’s gaze never wavered as he continued to issue orders- “Second wave, 35. Follow suit.”

boarded their chopper,

they pushed forward, Bernard’s first wave retreated, their coordination

from afar with binoculars, couldn’t help but respect