The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

The sword moves in the air in the darkness.

The blurred remnant flashes very slightly in the moonlight and disappears.

The black and disgusting masses collapsed.

The girls' faces were still fluttering.

“Commander.”

“Ah!”

The rest of the urethra stopped.

“Commander, this is a great milestone.

Assassin 2 gas will be identified. ”

Hope came to its senses only after hearing the voice of a team member.

I saw the dirty work done by mercenaries in Japan last time.

It was hard to control the emotions of why such inhumane things happened in war.

I can't believe you took those little girls and imprisoned them and abused them as sexual slaves.

“I'm so excited for them right now... no. ”

I felt several enemies approaching here in the ether sensation.

An incident that occurred during an operation that required the rescue of Prince Saudi.

A delay in time here increases the risk of failing Operation Jattit.

“Commander, are you retreating? ”

You leave these girls to rescue the prince?

A little while ago, the empty eyes of a black slave girl caught the footsteps of hope.

“.. no. We attack first."

“Yes, sir. One squad on the left, two squads on the right, we take the center. ”

“Ala Akbar! Allah Akbar!"

Tatata, Tatata...

A bullet flew towards the building like it was raining.

I did not see stealth gas, but directed fire.

Instinctively, we know that there is something here.

Operation team members fired bolt coil guns and erected a defensive wall with a hex shield.

The precision bolt bullet pierced the ISS crew with night vision first.

RPG rocket shells flew between the bodies.

A laser for interception was fired from the gas of hope.

Qaaaaaah!

The RPG warhead exploded in the air and splintered.

The second RPG flew through the gap as the black smoke of the military explosives covered the field of view.

Kuwaaang!

Black dust and debris mingled and concentrated on the side of the building.

One of the slave girls fell in pieces.

A girl who suffocates desperately while drowning in blood seemed hopeless to live.

The gaze of hope on such a girl was lamentable.

“Too many enemies.

We have to retreat. ”

“Oh, shit.”

Hope bites it.

If I had come on a reformer, I would have wiped out that kind of force in no time.

Unfortunately, the gas you are riding is a small gas dedicated to special crafts.

Poor firepower to use as main combat besides stealth function.

Fufufufufufufufufufufufu!

Fifteen millivolt coils of 500 rounds of ammunition were reduced at a rapid rate.

This place seems to have entered Mogadishu, and the whole town is full of AIS militia.

“Damn it... It looks like juggling...

... ”

The lips of hope were closed.

“I retreat once.

Abandon the Node Defense and exit with an overwhelming shot to the retreat point. ”

“Got it.”

Slave girls in a half-collapsed building got caught.

But the current power was only enough to pull the body out.

Puffu ~

The team quickly escaped behind the building, beating the oppressor.

There are already over 300 piles of shichettes in the city.

Most of the bodies seen under the lightning bullets fired by the ISF were punctured by minor injuries to the head and chest.

However, as if there were major troops nearby, the ISS soldiers were constantly coming out.

Hope grinds an elongated square-shaped magazine onto a bolted coil gun and then fires it again.

“That's it. I'll kill you and get out of here. ”

Shots fired. When the electric flame disappeared,

Traces of Assassin 2 accumulated in the metamaterial were hard to find anywhere.

Evil-stricken ISS soldiers fired rifles into the air and shouted aloud.

I don't know what you're talking about, but it was clearly an insult to the members of the special team.

Hope quietly followed his steps.

Hope, which was almost out of town, looked back again.

The slave girl's empty expression continued to stare in the face.

“Operations team, where's the bolt gun ammo? ”

“I still have 2 magazines left. ”

“I have about two left, too. ”

500 rounds for one full bolt magazine,

2 Each magazine has about 1,000 rounds left.

Then each of them will consume 3 magazines and have only 1,000 rounds left.

‘.... ’

A reckless decision to jump back into the city with 1,000 rounds of ammunition per individual.

The bony lessons of the United States Armed Forces Special Warfare Force in Mogadishu, Somalia, were also hopeful.

I tell you not to jump with reason, but my conscience tells me to jump that way.

Hope opened its mouth just before raising its hyper senses.

“We fire at the rear and on the support side of the operational team. ”

“So, what do you charge for enemy penetration? ”

“Alone.”

The gas that fell into the hyper sensation bounced forward.

In a fierce rush, he took a step forward.

Vespanola Sword that has been inherited by China and Japan from my country since ancient Tri-Country times.

Vespanola Sword is a pleasant sword that overwhelmingly sweeps away all enemies around. It is also a destructive sword.

The threat of exposure to enemy aggression is as great as it is.

When the gas that had completely melted in the darkness sounded like the wind,

Soldiers fired a bullet at the place where the sound was reflected.

The darker the vision, the more sensitive the touch and hearing.

However, the hearing was again buried in the sound of gunfire and disappeared.

Towards them whose eyes and ears were devoured,

Hope stretches forward with a slight stroke to the end of the urethral sac with her right hand and right leg.

The throat of the man with the turban firing the gun came to mind.

“Ala Akbar! ”

Tatata, Tatata...

In the invisible darkness, a red blood light passes through her body and head.

Fast movement like a sumptuous battle.

The eyes of hope soaked in ether were red.

Whenever the body is torn at the end of the urethra, I feel the feelings of soldiers who are full of faith.

Soldiers who died a martyr and went to heaven,

Is the day of death a blessing to enter the world to come?

Maybe it's natural for soldiers to laugh at suicide bombings.

Maybe it doesn't mean much to the difference between death and life.

It's just their own idea.

Ting Ting ~

Is that a luxury?

A flame splashes on the body of Assassin 2, hit by a blind bullet.

“Infidel! An enemy horse-drawn suit with gastrointestinal function. Soytan!”

“RPG27!"

Someone who appears to be the head of the ISS military team shouts,

A cylinder with a thermal pressure bullet was aimed at him.

“Soytan...”

Shushushushu ~

Three rocket shells flew towards the direction where hope disappeared again.

Towards the floor, not the air.

Enemies knew how to deal with stealth gas.

It shows that a thermal pressure bullet blows a steam of meta material with the intense flames and shocks of a powerful flame storm.

Most of these are war veterans.

The wings spread out and the gas flew up.

The difference between the legs caused a strong explosion of the thermal pressure shell and swallowed the ground.

White light from the Flying Pack flashing in the air.

A team member's first sacrifice was poured out from one side when the gun was aimed for hope.

Fifteen millivolts of 12 shots per second pierced the wall and curled up to the enemies hiding on the other side.

Defeated more than 20 enemies in an instant.

The magazine was emptied in an instant as fast as the speaker.

The fourth magazine has already shown the floor.

Waves close to caustic tactics did not allow for easy aiming.

Moreover, 40 millilitres of grenades and grenades were blown away, even if they were sold for a little bit.

Frenzied young enemies are as blind as monsters.

Soldiers who run without fear of death.

Almost all soldiers feel the same emotions.

Chul-chul!

“Commander, this is your last magazine! ”

Team members equipped with the last magazine on top of the bolt gun.

They are anxious.

It was only for me to dig further here.

There were so many troops gathered here.

However, he pointed out that his senses seemed to have something there.

“Charge, finally abandon the bolt gun and enter a land battle."

Gas pops out and passes through the enemies like a whirlwind in the Blind Rim.

A whirlwind of swords slaughtered the enemies.

The more I fell on my blade, the deeper I felt hope sinking into the swamp.

Religion or belief.

If you didn't disable the detonator wrapped in the deer's ether, you would have suffered a self-exploding attack before cutting your enemies with a knife.

TNT, which exploded late, blew up the fallen corpse in small pieces.

Kugoong!

The repercussions of the human suicide bombs were such that they caused the veterans of the Special Operations Team to struggle.

“Damn it, why on earth? ”

Hope rushed towards the center, crossing the ISS army.

To find the answer instead of trying to rescue the slaves.

I feel a strong presence on one side of the building.

I felt very mentally trained.

“It's a person.”

I'm a man and I smell a beast.

The stench of the beast that survived the jungle of the Mediterranean.

Is there anyone who has this much mental strength and presence without learning ether skills?

I wondered who I was.

Riyadh, the captain of the ISF, gazes at the glowing blood in the darkness.

A bloody knife that flies through the air.

It was an invisible mahjong suit that I heard only from rumors.

However, Riyadh was not afraid of such triviality.

Instead, he brings his face to the scope of a 20 millimeter mortar as big as his height.

“I smell... there...”

He smelled dark blood from beyond sight.

It was a familiar smell that was smelled on the battlefield of death, not by direct smell.

He pulls the trigger slowly without rushing.

Even at the moment of death, he did not panic.

Secondly, in the tactile sense of his fingertips slightly crossing the line, he did not suspect that it was a bullet.

Qaaaaaah!

Avoided bullets that flew with an ether sensation.

However, as if not completely avoided, the heavy armor on the shoulders was shot and shot deeply.

It was more than a ton of gas, but it was a reaction heavy enough to be pushed back.

Chul-chul!

Thank you.

A heavy 20 millimeter brass bullet pops out as the trinket is pulled back.

It was an instant when the weak room closed again, as always.

Riad holds the rotten cow in a suit with a spark on his shoulders.

I tried to hit it, but I didn't get through.

Magun Suit's defenses were much stronger than I thought.

When the second iron shell was fired, the gas of hope burst.

Hope to run fast in a straight line with hyper-sensitivity.

When the third bullet was about to be fired, the urethra of hope stood at the end of the man's head.

I hesitated for a moment to look at the man who exuded a strong presence.

"What the hell is this guy? ’

Ta 'ang ~

The guy pulled the trigger. Hope turns her body sideways and raises her urethra from the bottom up.

His cold face hardened.

The man shook his head and could see his heart deeply opened.

The last bullet missed the side of the Magun suit, and he cut himself deeply at the end of the day of curvature.

He slowly shivers in pain.

Jijing ~

A dead man named Ryadra in the hyper senses passed by.

Reading people's thoughts was something I had never experienced before.

Ryadra was a man who lived to survive.

Whatever you're trying to avoid suffering from, rather than dying.

It was very common in Libya.

I snatched things and killed people to survive a day.

In a world where law and order had fallen, all he could believe was guns and knives.

“I can't believe you're in the I.S. Army...

Maybe it was the best choice for him. ”

After his thoughts passed, hope moved back towards the building.

Now I could understand the actions of the ISS soldiers.

For them, hunger was more frightening than death.

And abandoning your beliefs in religion.

Hope who cut the wall and jumped inside the building found a man wearing a black cloth with his hands tied.

“Captain Nayev? ”

“Urp... Urp...”

He did not answer, as if the ashes were bitten.

Hope unleashed Nayev's restraints.