A Tale Of Thousand Stars ( Namjin FF Ft: Yoonmin, Taekook, Kaihope )

The car rushed through the rough dirt road near the village border. Teahyung's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. His heart pounded with worry, but he kept his eyes on the path. Namjoon sat in the passenger seat, calm but alert, listening to his walkie-talkie. "Why did you come, Jungkook?" Teahyung shouted suddenly, glancing at him. "Your head... it's still injured! What if something happens to you?"

Jungkook's eyes burned with anger and determination. His voice was low but fierce. "I can't just sit back while those girls are being taken. I have to help them." Teahyung's chest tightened. He wanted to argue, to pull him back, but he saw the fire in Jungkook's eyes. There was no stopping him.

Just then, Namjoon's walkie-talkie crackled. "Kyung men are hiding in a secret camp... inside the forest, near the border. They have teenagers with them." Namjoon turned to Teahyung. "Stop the car in one kilometer."
Teahyung slowed the car and brought it to a careful stop behind a bunch of trees. Namjoon, Jungkook, and Teahyung got out, pulling their guns. The forest was quiet except for the soft rustling of leaves. Their boots sank slightly in the damp soil as they moved forward.

Step by step, they approached the hidden camp. Namjoon raised his hand, signaling them to move slowly. The tension was almost unbearable.
Through the thick leaves, they saw it. A hidden camp. Ten men were forcing around twenty teenage girls into large trucks. The girls cried softly,"please sir, let us goooo, please leave meeee"

"i want to go, my mom is crying without me please let me goo " their faces pale and eyes full of fear. Some struggled, but the men were too strong. Namjoon's hands shook slightly, but his eyes were steady, full of rage and determination. Teahyung and Jungkook felt a tight knot in his chest, worry mixed with anger. He glanced at Namjoon, who gave a small nod, silent but full of resolve.

Namjoon whispered, "We move carefully. We save them. No mistakes." Every step was slow, every breath measured. The girls didn't know help was so close. Jungkook's heart ached at their cries. Teahyung felt anger burning inside him. Namjoon's calm gaze never wavered, but there was a storm in his eyes too.

They were ready. They could see the danger, feel the fear, but they also felt something stronger, hope. The hope of saving every girl, no matter what it took. The three of them moved slowly through the forest, hiding behind trees and thick bushes. Every step was careful. The men didn't notice them, but the danger was very close.

Jungkook froze for a moment. From the bushes, he heard one of the men touching a girl inappropriately. The girl's quiet sobs made his heart ache. His hands tightened around his gun.
Namjoon's eyes burned with anger. He gave a small, sharp signal to Teahyung. Teahyung nodded and moved quickly but quietly, hiding behind a large stone. His rifle was ready, his fingers on the trigger. He was a sharp shooter, one shot could take down a target immediately.

Namjoon turned to Jungkook and signaled him as well. Jungkook started moving carefully from the other side of the camp, keeping low and silent. Namjoon also moved from another side, circling slowly, making sure all angles were covered.

Suddenly, Jungkook's walkie-talkie crackled loudly. "Jungkook... over..."
The men heard the noise immediately. Their heads turned toward the sound. One of them shouted, "Hey! Over there!"

Bullets flew in an instant. Jungkook barely had time to duck behind a tree. He pressed his back against it, breathing hard, and fired carefully, hitting one of the men. "Teahyung! Now!" Namjoon's voice came through the walkie-talkie. Teahyung's rifle barked twice, sharp and precise. A man fell to the ground, groaning. Namjoon ran along the other side, firing steadily, each shot calculated. The men were trapped, seeing bullets coming from three sides. Panic spread among them.

"Keep moving, Jungkook! Don't stop!" Namjoon shouted. Jungkook rolled behind a tree, firing again. One by one, the men began to fall. One of the men tried to run away, their leader, his footsteps heavy on the forest ground. Namjoon didn't hesitate. He ran after him, moving fast through the trees. His boots pounded the dirt as he closed the distance.