The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

“Who?”

In front of him who had just opened his eyes, there was nothing but a big hole in the wall.

Surprised, he turned his head left and right with his eyes wide open.

However, no one was seen around.

“What is it?”

Clearly his voice was heard and his tie was released.

“Where are you? Where are you hiding? ”

Nayev unconsciously reached out to the front.

Something convex and hard got stuck in the fingertips.

A hard object felt in the air without anything.

“Huff... ears... ghosts? ”

Angrily surprised, he shook his hand and stepped back.

I heard voices in the air.

“Oh, wow, that surprised me.

A monster hunter. ”

Supporting jigsaw ~

The face of a giant wearing a helmet emerges from the air.

With a translucent film of matte, the face floats round in the air without the body.

But it was a very familiar face.

“Whoo-hoo!”

He sighs of relief.

Fortunately, it was not evil spirits or ghosts that were in front of him.

It was just a shipbuilder hidden in mysterious stealth material.

“Shipbuilder, no wonder optical stealth gas?

Monster Hunter Special Ops Team. ”

“Yes, at the request of His Majesty.

Can you get up? ”

“Yes."

Hope boosted the prince and aroused him.

Pants went down on their own.

Instead of the pilot's clothes, he was dressed in different clothes, leaving his belt and shoelace untied to stop him from escaping.

The prince grabs the waist dance.

“This is difficult. ”

“Here's the body of the IS soldier, so you can change, even if you're tired. ”

“Yes.”

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Outside, gunfire continues and fighting continues.

Despite the fight against the invisible enemies, the ISF did not retreat easily.

Hope was complicated as I watched the blind soldiers' attacks felt around me.

“Do human ideologies and thoughts dominate everyone? ”

A few moments ago, the thought of the leader of the IS army, Ryadra, who killed him, does not leave his mind.

It was just as shocking.

It's not as obvious as the thoughts of ether heroes, but the scenes in the remnants that follow are rare.

Like him who grew up in hell, abandoned his innocent childhood, and was bitten by cruel violence to survive.

There are many who have been sent to the ISF to survive and earn money without blinding their minds.

Livelihood soldiers who saw and supported salaries and benefits.

And there are soldiers who are as overwhelmed by principalism as those who are.

That is not so important in the present situation.

It is a priority to defeat the ISS troops who just run like Juggling and leave their positions.

“Commander!"

“Yes?”

“This is the last magazine.

The ammo is dropping. ”

Reflectively, hope looked back.

Nayev, who was wearing a military cord, raised his neck.

A soldier's unique short head with a few days' uncut beard on it, he was a fuzzy man.

It was the face of an Arab-specific, thick, horny brow.

“Come here. ”

“Where are you?”

Nayev reaches out his hand toward the air and nods.

Hope wedges the infantry shield out and pulls him out.

Only then did the metal joints inside the infantry shield enter at a glance.

“W-what is this? ”

“Step on the bottom of the shield and grab the inner handle. ”

“Yes."

The first time he encountered stealth gas, he grabbed the handle inside the shield.

“Then we go. ”

Chiri-ring!

Nayev was stunned when a huge day came out of the back.

Hope is holding an old infantry shield, so I had to use a back shield, but someone got caught in the shield.

“Article 2”

“Yes."

“Take the shield for a second. ”

“Yes?”

“I rescued the target. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Two trillion chapters jumped so much that they accepted the shield of hope and handed over their negotiations.

Wheel! Wheel!

At the same time, the guns of the members of the Special Operations Team, who had dropped their bullets, sounded empty.

“Tribute two to the rear.

Power Excavator. ”

“Valid Sword!”

Hope awakens the Cowlords' ether in a hyper sensation.

Soft gains ~

The muscle swells up inside the armor with the metamaterial applied.

A bulky, slim gas pops forward.

An instantaneous accelerated gas of up to 200 kilometers per hour swirled between the soldiers of the ISS.

The urethra rotated strong enough to cut off the front gloves of the trolley.

Negotiations in his left hand pierced the enemies behind his back on the other side of the urethral trajectory.

A combination of whistleblowing and spinning with sharp attacks.

It was the first time I slaughtered enemies with a dichotomy.

Dead bodies filling the roads in an instant.

Powder...

The muscles in the invisible leech swelled back up.

Gas stepped towards the enemies above the building.

The blood is scattered and the center of the running enemies is pierced.

The city's central roads were already covered with trucks and debris from the Toyoda army.

Courrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I heard the sound of the diesel engines on the streetcars.

When the chariot shows up at night, it panics with little hope.

“Arrow! Shields up. ”

Qaaaaaaaah!

Thousands of small arrows covered the plain as the chariot's shotguns exploded.

Pupperfuck!

Steel arrows fell without penetrating the Old Age Infantry Shield.

Meta material coating burst without tolerating the threshold.

First generation optical stealth panels are physically enhanced meta materials, but

It was too crowded to withstand thousands of arrows.

Enemy attacks were concentrated when three Assassins 2, including the gas of hope, were exposed.

“Enemies are horse-drawn. ”

“Ala Akbar! Death to the enemy.”

“Ala Akbar! ”

The baptism of 50 calibers, RPGs and anti-tank missiles,

Hope rushed towards the chariot as deeply as possible to avoid damage to the team.

Pupperfuck!

The shield also slowly starts to lose as the shots concentrate on the horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn horses.

As the hammer continues to knock the iron, the shield, which concentrates kinetic energy, becomes more and more distorted.

Chul-chul!

At the end of the reload, the pogroms of the IS military T55 headed for hope.

Phu Phu Phu Phu Phu Phu ~

I heard a familiar sound on the side of the trolley.

Bold 28 millimeter coiled speaker, not a bolt gun.

Qaaaaaah! Qaaaaaah!

A 28-millimeter coiled gun that pierced the side gloves of the chariot swung into the turret.

The charcoal ignited by the friction heat wrapped the chariot in black smoke.

It was the CCT team members on Stealth LATV who shot him.

“You're here!”

Phew! Phew!

LATVs rush into the city, spreading coiled guns at their enemies.

“Here, get the magazine. ”

“Phew, now I can't breathe. ”

With the bolt gun magazine flying from LATV, the team members sigh of relief.

In the sky, one team and two team members flew in and launched a blind attack against the ground.

And I heard a 40-millimeter BophosRifle firing from a distance.

The chariots of the ISF, which were being augmented towards the city, were set on fire several times.

It was the AAN70 men who flew towards the fire support.

The rebels in the city couldn't stand the attack of the Magun team and finally began to retreat.

Gunship's power didn't have much of an IS force.

“This is a covert operation. It's a massive attack.”

Hope muttered, releasing the hyper sensation.

It became more and more difficult to overcome a building with a castle slave.

But in conclusion, it was a good thing that we were able to rescue the prince of the city.

I checked the time, it was 3: 00 a.m.

“Darkness will soon be cured. What about the helicopter?”

“CH53K approaches above target point. ”

“.. first clean up the area. ”

Hope mobilized the ether senses to explore the remaining IS soldiers hiding inside the building.

It was not difficult to find someone with the same smell of emotion.

Negotiations and urethra penetrated the building.

Late team members and 1 team member also helped clear enemies in the building.

After all the buildings were cleared, the helicopters landed outside the city.

Hope handed over the shield again and took the prince to the helicopter.

“Well done, Captain Nayev. Then get off the shield and get in the helicopter.

Teammates will take you to the safe zone. ”

“Thank you. Are you the Hope Commander? ”

“Oh, yes, I am. ”

Nayev grabbed Assassin 2 gas with a startling look.

“Oh, I'm so happy to meet this Eastern legend.

Lakha al-Hatzai da Pimacaninjad. ”

“I was rather honored.

Then Ahxantha Marbrook. "

The helicopter with the prince took off first under the escort of the team after the two of them shared the virtues.

“Commander, when the mission is over, do we retreat too? ”

“.. we still have targets to rescue. ”

“What do you mean? ”

The finger of hope pointed to one side.

“It's a broken building over there. ”

“Ah..”

There remained naked slave girls there, pointed to by hope.

“Get the moppy from the helicopter. Transport the girls over there. ”

“Okay, but where did they go? ”

“... once we've transported them all. ”

Team members wrapped naked girls in fur and carried them on a helicopter.

Some girls have low blood pressure during their periods.

Instead of the sanitary pad, it had to be twisted with the cotton of the emergency kit.

The number of girls reached more than 50.

The helicopter flew the girls back east.

The rest of the helicopters were followed by LATV and members of the team.

The servants of the air and the assassins escorted the transport helicopters.

That's how Prince Saudi's rescue operation ended with the unexpected rescue of an additional group of slave girls.

East of the Red Sea at Dong Tuo.

Hope leaning against the window of the airship quietly turned its gaze toward Mecca.

Beyond the east coast of the Red Sea, Saudi territory has Mecca, a shrine of Islam.

Muslims always pray to God for Mecca.

According to their beliefs, God will surely exist.

And some of the people who believe in God, for their own beliefs,

Or fight to force others.

Hope is like the memory of a man in his memory, past, present,

And I didn't think there would be any blood here in the future.

whether it's in its own right or in another.

Unlike physical strength, the IS soldiers fought against Magun Suit by burning their beliefs.

Eventually, it turned into a corpse in the city.

However, there are still numerous soldiers left.

“After all, it's a constant law.

Religious beliefs are tougher than human lives. ”

Among them, at least the normal man was Ryad, the commander of the ISF.

That was the irony of hope.

He was a predator who abandoned his personality, but eventually changed only to survive.

He was probably the one who would return to normal in a peaceful age.

It's just that the environment changed him.

The aircraft crossed Saudi airspace and headed back to South Sudan.