Wreathed in raging fire, a figure slowly stepped out of the sea of flames, scorching heat swirling around him, unafraid of the burning flames.
It was the target of this operation, the notorious Supe terrorist, Flame of Truth.
This man was their target, the Supe terrorist known as Flame of Truth.
He slowly walked into the middle of the open courtyard and raised his head, staring straight at the drone overhead. His gaze was cold and uncanny, as though it pierced the lens and locked directly onto every senior Department of Defense official behind the screen, radiating bone-chilling madness and indifference.
The next second, an utterly horrifying scene that overturned everyone's understanding abruptly unfolded.
Flame of Truth drew the short blade at his waist and, without the slightest hesitation, plunged it deep into his own neck!
Warm blood instantly gushed out, staining his clothes and the ground a shocking red.
But that was only the beginning.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, Flame of Truth remained expressionless as he forcibly twisted the short blade in his hand, using its sharp edge to cut his own head clean off!
His head fell and rolled across the ground, his body crashed down, and blood flowed freely.
The extremely bloody, bizarre scene instantly made everyone's scalp prickle in the command room. Chills ran down their spines, and cold sweat broke out all over them.
The room fell deathly silent. A pin drop could have been heard.
Suicide?
No one believed that absurd conclusion.
Flame of Truth was a vicious extremist terrorist with blood-soaked hands. Countless innocent civilians had died at his hands, and the number of special forces soldiers killed alone approached a hundred. How could someone so brutally bloodthirsty suddenly commit suicide?
Once every impossibility was ruled out, only one answer remained!
A horrifying