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চোakh khula rekhei la-er deck-er opor shidhh hoye pore roilo, tar kopal er guli-r chhidro theke kichhu ta rokt-er dhar bekiye porchhilo.

kanet rajye shobshomoy ahongkari thakay, mrityur ag porjonto se bujhte pareni je mod ken guli korlo.

la-er-er mrityur shathe shathe, proshikkhon-prapto shoinikgulo ghabre gelo.

tara mrityuke voy pay na, kintu shurakkha dite byartho hoye poribarer upore kono bipod ashte pare, eta niye tara bhoy pachhilo.

raj-tori-r du pasher yuddh-tori gulo theke, nodike thaka no-bahinira raj-tori theke asha shobdo lakhyo korlo.

ekjon raj-poribarer sodoshyoke guli kore hatta kora hoyechhe...

kintu ei obosthay, tara ar ki-ba korte pare.

karon, samne theke asha mode ebong lafet tader onek chap er modhye felechhilo.

mode dekhte dekhte la-er-ke guli kore hotta korar por, tar flintlock pistol ti druto guriye rekhe dilo, ebong tarpor abar moon walk kore akti yuddh-torir dikegiye porlo.

shompurno prokritya ti ek shwashe shesh holo.

yuddh-torir no-bahinira dakhin vabe kichhu guli korlo, kintu tarpor shobai chokhe dekhte laglo je ki vabe mode ebong lafet deck-er opor neme asche.

porjapto gorti thakar karone, mode ebong lafeter alada alada hobar kono proyojon chhilo na.

borong no-bahinira, yuddh-tori chola-obosthay thakay, tader shoinikgulo ekotre kore mode ebong lafeter mukomukhi hote gele, prothome pal tule gari thamate hoto, tarpor puraton bridge boshate hoto.

jodi o khub druto hoto, tobuo kichhu shomoy lege jeto.

ebong ei dhoroner hothat shonggrame, ei tuku shomoy mani holo proti ti taja praner nishchihno howa.

mode deck-er opor neme asar por, shanto chokhe hazer no-bahinider dike takalo.

songkhya onek chhilo, ebong tader utshaho o shokti branch no-bahinider tulonay onek beshi chhilo.

"char bochhor por por asha biswo shommelon to bottei, ja biswo shorkarke etota gurutwo dite badho kore."

"ho ho, pray panch miniter modhye, onno yuddh-tori theke shoinikra sahajjo korte asbe."

lafet ekti shochoton bani dilo.

tar nodr-gonto o oviggota diye, pal tolte badha o onnano shomoyke hishab kore se ekta andaj shomoy ber kore niyechhilo.

kotha bolte bolte, decker no-bahinira hatohoti juddhe na giye, mode ebong lafeter dike guli churte laglo.

mode tar kenwoshoku bebohar kore, khub sohoje guli theke bachiye gelo, ebong hashte hashte bollo, "panch minit? ... jotheshto."

lafeter mukheo ekti mridu hashi fute uthlo, guli-r bishri brishti ke upeksha kore, ekti oboddho chaler madhyome, se shobar age no-bahinider dike doure gelo.

no-bahinira jokhon bujhte parlo je guli kore mode ebong lafetke kono bhabei dam dewa jacche na, tokhon tara tader nirdharito tarowar gulo ber kore nilo.

lafet eka shoinikguder majhkhane diye dhuke porlo.

tarowar ber korlo, kete felo.

tarowarer alu jhilik diye uthlo.

muhurter modhye, matir opor kichhu ti lash pore gelo.

no-bahinider mukher rong bodle gelo, tara lafeter dike tarowar chalalo, kintu shob guli faka pore gelo.

lafetes tar shorir ghuriye abar koyekta chop bosalo, ebong koyekjon no-bahinike jomite fele dilo.

kintu ebar, se jatno kore ekjonke jibito rekhe dilo.

kom manush thakar ei loray lafet erom bhabe mode er jonno matha bachiye rakhlo.

jeno shorse bacheye valo dhaan gulo rakhar moto bepar.

ja ja tar kachhe thik mone holo na, tader shidhh kore sesh kore dilo.

ja thik mone holo, tader shokti komiye rekhe dilo.

tar ei shomjhotar attack theke lafeter shokti bujha jachhilo.

lafeter ei akromoner shathe shathe, no-bahinira keu morlo, keu ahoto holo.

je shoinikra prothome morlo na, tara jomite pore chotrofele dhokre dhokre morchhilo, tara kokhono bhabte o parenika je lafet tader jibito rakhar jonno itastoto koreni.

kintu mode chilo alada, kisu khoneri modhye se bujhe gelo je lafet jibito manush rakhar chesta korchhe.

ei dhoroner kaj nishshondehe tar jonno mullo toiri korchhilo.

karon, kebolmatro lafetei tar shikar-er diary ba hunter's note somporke jane.

"shotti-i..."

mode erkhon obosthay oviggotar jonno boro proyojon holeo, lafet nijeke jukhimer mukhe fele tar jonno mullo toiri koruk, eta se cay na.

yodi eka eka juddho hoto, tobe ektu thamiye rakha te kono somosha chhilo na.

kintu eta to eka onekjonke niye golokdhandha juddho, proti bar thamar shomoye take tar shokti niyontron korar dike nojor dite hoy, ekta bhul holei shob talghol pakeye jabe, ebong fank ba truti dhora pore jabe.

ei juddho shesh howar por, lafetke ekti mone koriye dewa dorkar.

upgrade aste dhire aste pare, kintu se lafeter shongshog chhara hote chay na.

mode bhabte bhabte, guli chure chure no-bahinider dike akromon chalacche.

ekta lead guli, ar ekjon no-bahini sesh.

moder bhorabar shokti akhon ek sekender modhye ante perechhe, akhon lafet jokhon shob guli nijer dike tanche, tokhon gun-er shokti shothik bhabe fute uthchhe.

druto guli bhoriye, mode tar hath tule abar ekti guli chalalo.

tahur muhurte, abar ekjon no-bahini guli kheye pore gelo.

koyekjon no-bahini guli kora mode ke dekhte pelo, ebong tarpor tarai tar pirone guriye modeer pichhone chole gelo.

tara tokhon modeke achanok aakromon korar jonno aschilo, kintu keu bhabeni je mode hothat guriye tarowar chalabe.

ekti alu jhilik diye chole gelo.

shei no-bahinira shidhh hoye gelo, tader lash gulo dhire dhire matir opor pore gelo.

mode tar chidori tarowarer roktoke jheke fele dilo, tarpor druto tar sheath e thuiye, kichhuvoy na howar moto abar deck-er opor thaka no-bahinider guli kore sesh korte laglo.

ek minit o laglo na, deck-er opor charishoter beshi no-bahini pore roilo.

tar modhye, dosher moto no-bahini jibito chhilo, kintu tader juddho korar shokti chole giyechhilo.

eta chhilo lafeterjotne bachiye rakha matha gulo.

juddh shesh howar por, se hypnosis shokti diye tader theke tothyo ber kore nite parbe.

eta thekeo bojha jay, mode ebong lafeter melbondhon onek beshi valo.

hunter's note-er bepar ta lafete ke bola ta shudhu bishwas rakha noy, borong hunter's note-er bebohar ek dhap opore tule neoya jabe.

samne lafete thakar karone, mode pichhone theke kono chap chhara output dite parchhe.

jodi o tarowar diye enemy katar shomoy beshi anondo lage, kintu guli kore point kore marao ekta darun onubhuti.

hothat, moder chokhe lal alo jhilmil kore uthlo.

ekti tojoni angul pichhon theke ashchilo, shidhh modeer mathar pichhoner dike.

mode kono shobdo chhara niche neme gelo.

shei angul ta tar chul kete samner dike chole gelo.

eta shigin!

hothat aakromon kari chilo ekjon explosion matha-wala no-bahini colonel.

se prothome soru shoki bebohar kore kachhe aslo, tarpor shobcheye druto ghati shigin bebohar korlo, modeer mathar pichhon ta bhed kore fela tar uddeshjo chhilo.

"ami jotheshto shochoton chilam, tobuo bujhte pere gelo..."

mode ke bachiye jete dekhe, shei explosion matha colonel er mon e voy duklo, kintu tarporer kaaje kono bhul holo na.

jodi hothat aakromone fol na pay, tobe ashun ekta shundor kachhakachi juddho hok!

explosion matha colonel tar attack thamiye dite prostut holo.

"thak!"

mode kintu tar bam hath tule, explosion matha coloneler konui shothik vabe fete dhorlo.

"ki?"

"krack!"

mode hate kore ei no-bahinir hater har venge dilo.

explosion matha colonel ekta chotkano chotkar dilo.

se shudhu shiki-r shigin r shori janto, tai tekkai diye moder shokti theke bachte parteni.

kintu jodi se tekkai jane o, tobeo se moder haki ruddhe bachte parbena.

folafoler dike takale, ashole kono parthokhyo nei.

moder bam hath ta samner dike uthiye, explosion matha colonel ke tar samner deck-er opor jor kore fele dilo.

"boom!"

deck phete gelo.

explosion matha coloneler pith laglo, mukh theke ek mukh rokt ber holo.

tari samne, moder shei nishshobdo chokhdwi ti dekhte pelo.

"krack!"

"krack!"

mode khub shohajjei explosion matha coloneler duto payer har venge dilo.

explosion matha colonel jeno shohajje bneche jay, tar jonno payer har venge dewar por, mode tar paye jor kore coloneler kunchki-r opor guli chalalo.

boom!

dim bhenge gelo!

explosion matha coloneler chokh ulte gelo, shada ongsho beriye elo, ebong shathe shathe se be-hosh hoye pore gelo.

"etar gun gulo thik-thak ase."

jodi shigin bebohar korte pare, tobe shorir kachhakachi onek balan thakbei.

mode be-hosh howa explosion matha coloneler dike takalo, nirapottar khatire, dan paye tule coloneler matro shojal thaka bam hat er har venge dewar jonno prostut holo.

pa tulei chhilo, mode hothat kichu ekta bujhte pere, pa tule samner dike ekta jump korlo, ebong shathe shathe moon walk diye guriye gelo.

ekti alute bhora tarowarer alok tar puraton jaiga diye chole gelo.

je manush ti aakromon korechhe, se onno yuddh-tori theke sahajjo korte asha danton Brigadier General chilo.

kanet rajye r raj-tori paar howar jonno, moon walk na jana se onek koshto korechhe.

ekta chop diye modeke pichhiye dewar por, danton Brigadier General ekbar shei durbin obosthay thaka explosion matha coloneler dike takalo, tar chokhe ghrina barte laglo.

mode moon walk kore akashe theke gelo, ebong no-bahiner coat pora danton Brigadier General er dike takalo.

"chhe, tomra no-bahinira ki etota e aakromon korte pochondo koro? prashongsho-jogyo."

mode shotti e no-bahinider ei dhoroner kajke shomman kore.

shatru-r shathe lorai korar shomoy, kivabe fllol prodopon vabe hotta kora jay, eitai shotti shotti.

moder shomman danton Brigadier General er kachhe ekta hashar bepar mone holo.

"baccarat mode, tumi onk shohoshi, sonder kanet-er rajkumar ke guli kore hotta korecho!"

"oh, tahole rajkumar chilo? tai hole... rajao ki oi torite ache?"

"ki?"

moder kotha shune, danton Brigadier General er mukher rong bodle gelo.