Hobos

While Stefan and Cheslov from Klaipeda were busy with MD Dr Bider's daughter Brazer. Our NATO heroes were dreaming of killing Dr Bider's Pachinkos parasites in a good night's sleep.

They took their time to review NATO's Black sites inventory and took a stop to sleep in Prague Hotel before they will meet for morning meeting briefing to see further planning Pioter Blat established to see next checkpoints.

"We die good."

"Okay."

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Pioter Blat dreams about his fictional gold earrings and is watching the story unfold about a filthy tampon for Taiwanese women in Vilnius and Kaziol beer.

He drank his beer in the hotel room thinking how to see his holidays. Pioter left in free time walking along streets of Prague to see what to do when work was over.

He walks near the pink Rabbit and can see Taiwanese females are inviting drunk men walking along the street to their strip club.

"Sluts."

He walks in thinking about poisoned tampons case designed women in their menstruation phases bleed to death placing a poisoned plug in.

It was one serious case in Vilnius left unresolved.

He decided to investigate further and he walked into their strip club to see if he could find any evidence.

He was sitting inside watching men enjoying their lap dances from Taiwanese female soldiers.

Pioter drank from a Kaziol jar and wiped his beer froth from his moustache, our European forefather was investigating further.

The men were cheering the dancer who rubbed her groyne and let love juice saliva through her finger rub to a spectators face.

His heavily built construction workers body and hard shoulders could not relax in the environment he observed.

Two young Taiwanese females walk by each arm asking him out.

"You come with us for a private dance, we show you a good time and relax your hard shoulders, washing away long day worries away."

"I am not here in your house to see you girls. I am here by coincidence."

They rub his chest and soften their voice.

"We love the way we touch you."

They refuse to leave him alone; they seek for his money.

"I am here for tight plug cases to see who is behind it."

"We can let you see it and examine ours."

"I do not care about fillings. I only care what goes inside your bodies, young girls. I know already many bleed to death from venomous fillings."

He looks them in the eyes of young asian women and sees no difference between their parental genes. They have long black hair and puff ear cheeks wearing red lipstick attempting to pretend to be a modern woman.

The soft black eyeliners lift their eyes to highlight the best looks of their facial features; he sees them as victims of their desires.

He can see mascara on their eyebrows wearing slim swimming jumpsuits on high heels revealing themselves in see through dressing gowns like an actresses before stage he orders more beer and refuses to enter their offer to their private room.

Pioter Blat did not understand what he is doing in their house of men full of sorrows and pleasures seeking a redemption from pain in the past.

"I am done."

He lets the jug on the bar stool and stands up throwing in general strip club tips jar five euros notes.

"I would place it on your chest but you might end up walking with your small peach bottom tight like you stuck a five euros note in an attempt not to drop it."

He smiles at young stripes looking to exploit him.

"How about our apples, you have not seen them. We have full of our harvest fruits for you to see in our farm. We are sure you would be able to evaluate our backsides from pork joint cuts, to pear sizes and cheery picks we hold for you to investigate."

"I know young people born to follow their mothers' bottoms from caveman era and I understand your small melons but I have no business here doing farming. I am a former professional soldier and I research intelligence information agencies in case they plot evil."

The Taiwanese stripes smile in their red mascara. "I am sure you two just plotted something evil."

They both hug him tight one wrapping her right leg around him like a snake before its slaughtered mearl.

He taps them on their backs in a beer hug and steps outside their venomous place of lost love and fools thinking to find their rightful way home from lost path they made in a wrong turn back to their loved ones.

He wakes up in a streaming hot bed from sweat and nightmare he had about his long lost case he investigated in women poisoned through their plugs.

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Ignacius has a forest beer bathing party and then they run from Romanian hordes, to be surrounded in Dracula's Castle the moment Japanese muscles save their NATO unit.

Lord Ignacius screams he is drinking from a beer barrel in the forest. I am so happy I could die.

"Bansai!"

He places his drink and looks at his fools having a great time thinking they are in a better world.

They scream it is a shame to pour beer into a spill without letting the tube run dry off the silver steel barrel.

"Shame shame you fool if you skip the drink!"

Lord Ignacius walks further steps away thinking of his leak further in a dark forest, having his beer in the bushes to see an image of horror.

He is thinking how to call a taxi driver in a middle of the forest opening his zip and taking out letting his beer pour out him to feel shocking image in the devil he never believed before. "

When he saw a gypsie women urinating near the tree she takes her blade out the ritual has begun Satan's work has been done.

He runs along the forest from an armed traveller woman from Romania seeing a full moon above a huge rock ahead and can see further more footsteps joining her in her venture, an adventure to hunt him to kill him like prey but he keeps running.

He reaches a footsteps leading up the huge rock he slides to the side without stopping to save his breath and heads high above the stairs taking him in behind a huge stronghold's gates he shuts well knowing a storm is coming of pure evil.

"A Romanian horde is coming?!"

"Hey! Lord Ignacius, what are you doing in our castle in rock."

"Yeah, we just kicked Dracula out."

He turns round his gaze to learn he is not a poor noodle chef but a prestigious NATO Private Security unit teammate with his school friends.

Simon grabs his assault rifle on side and asks to let Ignacius open the gates let him see those fools outside but when he hears a loud masses smashing and swaying huge doors he points his assault rifle at the gates taking a step backwards arching his back for aim and fire position willing not let anyone leave alive through the gates of hell.

Magnum Mage takes his satellite phone and dials back up letting NATO security code know his teammates in the control panel to send a backup including air strike to clear the floor for them to walk out.

He walks close past Ignacius transmitting mayday signal and Ignacius follows him the floor above to castle walls they could see below the situation and smoke cigarette.

"2-1-2."

They light a smoke and watch a huge full moon in the night sky to learn there are thousands of gypsies attempting to break in.

Our NATO coheres re surrounded and Girts Bosu saves them arriving in a fomartion of line in black vehicles a men black suits with white shirts steps out holding a steel bars and dark face masks bows to him and starts assault gypsies kicking them to the floor smashing their inside out swaying their weapons.

Simon Walks up and lights a third cigarette."I think those guys came out to bring us back a packet of cigarettes."

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They are standing outside his doors in a dark gown with death harvest blades monitoring security outside.

When inside of the dark matters the Aaron King, Guttis, Nerij Submachine, Diva Adin Pider and Marquis Motherfocka are forming Pachinko's Group plans ritual exploring their evil master plan flows.

Simon dreams he slaughters the Pachinkos Group and Dr Bider the night before.

Our NATO coheroes torture and murder MD Dr Bider and his family. They start to work.

Simon Walks to a strange abandoned warehouse he opens sliding steel doors and looks at his wristwatch.

"Hey Ignacius are you there?! You are tuning late!"

He can see no one in and felt he should fury explore not knowing the Bidens Pachinko's Group kidnapped Lord Ignacius and tie him to a floor under a satanic pentagram chanting from their grimoire, our first NATO captain followed his senses and steps in a cursed warehouse.

He walks a dark, nearest past to see a couple guys in dark gowns wearing crop blades.

Magnum Mage comes out of a corner and fires them in each in two shots round dead walking fury seeing his world through his handgun he kicks open the management office doors and fires a few more fatal rounds of gunfire he unties Lord Ignacius they run.

He walks in to see a puddle of fresh iron smell blood Guttis, Nerij Submachine and Aaron King dead on floor surrounding the satanic pentagram. It was clearly visible Diva Adin Pider and Marquis Motherfocka are dead outside entrance holding harvest blades.

The Biders Pachinko's Group are dead or murdered in a cold blood.

MD Dr Bider pushes the creaking closet door looking forward and Simon stabs him to death through the old rotten walnut door with a large sashimi knife.

Simon Says stands in the moment without understanding what happened before his eyes he wakes up from a good night'snight's dream.

"This is what I call a proper shikigami corruption."

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Magnum Mage dreams about journalists from Daily Bong News.

He has flashbacks from the Korean Peninsula operation in his rashomon effect.

"I think being Bavarian tourists did really work out well in the Korean Peninsula."

Mage takes his mind back to the history of the operation he seemed to see fruitless but felt happy he had a quality time learning about his childhood friends and meeting an old friend Sakura Uto.

He fell asleep before he sets a plan in motion to deal with USSS Pachinko's satanic Group.

It is his special slaughter programme he will adapt in their mission to save the world.

While across Atlantic seas Stefan and Cheslov from Klaipeda collect Blazer's fiancé for interrogation.

"Go! Let's go!"

"Okay."

They drive off.