Meanwhile at the military base,

A loud crisp sound was heard in an office filled with only three people at the moment.

Paa.......

"Bastard...... do you really want to kill me?" A man over fifty years old said while holding his chest painfully.

"My decision is final dad..." Victor replied as he stood straight in front of his father instead of the slap he just got from him now.

"You........" the old man was fuming in anger as he glared at his son.

"Dad .... It’s okay. If it is meant to be....." a woman's sweet voice came who was holding the old man's arm in concern.

"No..... no my...