“Stop right there!” Colton suddenly shouted and stopped Mulder just as he was about to pass through the checkpoint.

In an instant, everyone tensed up. Mulder’s hand instinctively moved to the hilt of his blade, and Warrick clenched his fists, ready for a fight.

“Mr. Dane, is there a problem?” Mulder turned, smiling calmly.

“Are these men your soldiers?” Colton’s gaze swept over the men, scanning each one from the front to the back.

“Of course. I trained them myself.” Mulder nodded, the easy smile still plastered on his face.

“Show me their ID badges. I need to check them one by one.”

“Is that really necessary? I’m in a bit of a hurry to carry out my mission.”

“I’m just doing my duty, and I’d appreciate your cooperation,” Colton replied, his gaze unwavering.

“Mr. Dane, it’s not like we just met. Do you still not trust me?” Mulder’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Besides, I have Mr. Cruz’s signed authorization right here. Even if you won’t do me a favor, surely you wouldn’t disrespect him, right?”

Colton frowned and looked hesitant. He didn’t mind offending Mulder, but crossing Axel could spell trouble for his career. Still, if he didn’t check carefully and something went wrong, he’d be the one held accountable.

After a few moments of deliberation, Colton stood his ground. “Rules are rules. Please show me the ID badges.”

Mulder’s smile slowly faded. “Since you insist, I guess we have no choice but to comply.”

He turned to the dozen or so men behind him and gave them a subtle nod. “Show your IDs to Mr. Dane.”

as they pulled

men checked out without issue. But when he reached

Where’s your badge?” Colton

his towering frame made him impossible to miss. His face, partially hidden by a thick beard, carried a rugged

closer, he caught a faint

didn’t bring it,” the

“You didn’t bring it?”

dim moonlight, he suddenly realized the man’s face looked familiar-like he had seen him somewhere before. But with his head lowered and his high collar

His hand

you saw through it

slowly raised his

was none other than

“You…”

he was about to draw his sword, Warrick struck-his hand

his face froze

the way,” Warrick snarled

he hurled Colton’s body more than ten yards away. The lifeless body skidded

the checkpoint guards stood frozen

the sight. None of them had expected a member of the

“Attack!”

Without hesitation, he drew his blade and

hesitate and drew their weapons

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