Amadeus Ameterasu

He can hear loud footsteps and loud laughter behind them.

The gun shots were fired from homemade assault rifle clearing Simon Says targets laying waste of three escort bodies.

Two more shots came from outside one body falling in a gun flashlight to a window knocking it break.

Magnum Mage pushed in a thin body covered it's head in black linen bag, his hands tied in plastic rope.

"We are happy we laid to waste polish human smugglers, these narco barons, our war criminals."

"Yes, these pricks were not made withhold European forefathers' minds. I forgot to say I love your laughter."

"I had to distract them."

He takes off his face cover and drops to a pile of dead bodies.

"I left a few leftovers for you outside."

"Yes but now we are in happy hour, shooting and wasting those polished war criminals because they are nothing."

"We will drink Torpedo later."

"This is Live Wire. We have our runaway secure. The streets let your toy back in the barn and wait for us outside with Wildflower."

"I Roger that. The Young Adam operation is over and out."

Simon Says pulls in three more dead bodies with fatal gunshots back to their heads.

"I hate those stinking dead Polish bodies. I hope this house fire will polish them well."

"You make sure ashes to ashes. I will need to attend to our poor hostage to see if he needs any help before we start our convoy back to the north."

Simon Says pulls three more dead bodies to look their dead comrades in the eyes.

"Hey boys make more space because we have our new guests. I forgot to say it is law, every Polish man in my territory licks piss off the floor."

He smacks dead war criminals head to a floor and kicks it's foot, his head, to urine smearing over the floor.

"Yes you like it clean. I know you but retard you are smearing your blood over it!"

When Simon Says completes talking to a dead body.

Mage walks in and asks him to keep it quiet playing his voodoo dolls because the hostage is in possible post traumatic stress disorder and he has no knowledge of Hangul language.

He walks back in a room and cuts off plastic ropes offering a bottle of water.

He checks his pulse to his clock and offer's rice ball wrapped in his napkin from his swiss tactical gear vest.

Simon later drives closer in white van written over it Tamagochi Tools, the best plumbing company in town.

He closes the hostage's head over his arm and walks in through sliding doors closing behind them.

Simon walks out pouring a canister of petrol imitating urine passing through his bowel pouring inside the living room on dead war criminals bodies walking the house laughing and screaming while holding his canister to his waist line.

He strikes a light to his cigarette and walks away blazing a mountain shed in conflagration.

"I nearly fell in love with a blond polish submachine gunner. He was cute. I passed urine on his dead face."

He takes the driver's seat.

"You had to scream so much and laugh, setting this place on fire."

"I think it is great therapy for me and our new friend. It relaxes me."

He is looking at our new friend and smiles blinking one eye as they drive off in Tamagochi Tools transport for the NATO Private Security Unit.

It took not long before they took a stop near a meeting point to collect Sakura with Lord Ignacius. They drove off to a safe house they set to plan to leave the country in a few hours.

"You can call Mark Ta. We have our new friend and we're on our way to Kim Boom Boom."

"We set a secure line in the safe house tower and let them know they will have guests."

"Sakura, you are attending to him. I am not familiar with medical stuff, see his nerve functions with the rest of basic readings before he eats and showers, you keep an eye on with hospitality. Stay close before he rebuilds the basics of normality. It will not be long before we smuggle him out the border."

"Ok, Live Wire senpai."

Sakura places a leather vest of Sick Sons of Charles. He would not feel cold.

The operation was complete. They thought they would escape.

"I will miss Seoul. The Lithuanian Russian propaganda in our homeland is a heavy war machine. They hijack the media spreading misinformation in a disinformation campaign from the Vilnius office that is crippling us."

"I know Simon but we are on the mission and before we head back we have another week under palm trees. We will fly later and listen to our brainwash."

"Yes. I better swap guard and walk in to see how my Sakura Uto is nursing our guy."

"You head in. I know how much you want to work, Lord Ignacius. It is far better to marry her rather than stay in Osaka's noodle kitchen."

"Yes, a speedy noodle delivery."

They both start laughing and swap the night watch.

Lord Ignacius walks in the basement of the house Bibi Bit cousin Ugis Take rented them for the weekend.

"Incheon is great."

He walks in and Sakura is serving tea to the new guy.

"He had not showered yet nor much willing to eat besides Captain Live Wire rice balls."

*.*

Ramolskis was with brother Jack in Incheon looking for nothing but trouble walking away from their lives.

"I think I saw the other day one guy with a large beard I saved back in the days in Japan when I was backpacking."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I think I saw him in a police car performing Kansai drift when we were looking off the cliff cafe to a police escort driving away."

"Yes, I think it's destiny to have deja Vu."

"I hope he is doing fine."

"He should be ok. It was long before I licked some possy brother. Let's go out and slap those Korean asses tonight. I have a proper steel boner for them to blacksmith."

"Yes you are Ramolskis looking for nothing but trouble tonight walking away from you is not an option."

"Yes brother Jack, you give me a fist to fist."

"I thought all those years you were locked up in a mental asylum somewhere in England."

"I do not speak to them in English, they never took me in."

"Let's go shooting our love."

"You know how to rock it. Those Korean lovers never win over our seeds in Karaoke."

"I prefer to keep my money, better let's get wasted in the bar. The beer makes girls pretty."

"Yes, let's go shooting those shots."

When they saw police sirens surrounding a house brick fence across the street they joined spectators in a crowd behind a yellow line.

*.*

They were surrounded with a stolen prosecutor's helicopter on fire planning to run through the demilitarized zone but before the moment they realized they were in the sky.

"It is the police, you are surrounded and leave holding your hands above your hands in peace."

"We are authorized to use live ammunition to stop Littland's Group? Is it true Sergeant?"

"Yes we had approval to seize them and stop them at any price. It was ordered from above, our chief made urgent requests and the prosecutor's office was on it's way with others. They secured us a helicopter."

"We have the whole district police planning to stop their escape routes. They will not get away with human smuggling."

"I see the whole district's police were following Jon Gi Sigis gang footsteps to have them brought to justice."

Simon was looking out the window and counting his bullets.

"I am not confident I have enough gun powder to clear the road out!"

"I had a signal from NATO HQ. We are clear to leave and deliver the package. I think I heard a helicopter is coming for us."

"It is great news."

"Yes but who knows how to pilot it?"

"What do you mean to pilot it?"

Lord Ignacius was placing a flag vest over the hostage's chest and asking him to wear a dark bag over his head.

"I thought we were done having problems!"

"I can."

Sakura Uto volunteered to take the pilot's seat in one last action their team was coordinating.

"We are heading out, load weapons we lay them to waste."

"I whip their heads out."

Simon Says fires a first straight head shot to sergeant's brains splashing blood to his officers faces.

They take cover and draw their handguns out.

Magnum Mage hands out dark medical masks asking to wear them for precaution. They take their CCTV t-shirts.

"Will we wave our white flags?"

"Yes the Streets, your designs are a masterpiece."

Simon nonstop fires at them, filling their vehicles in steel slugs injuring them through weak points hitting them in shoulders, arms and legs leaving them bleeding in a sidewalk.

Magnum Mage walks out first aiming his assault rifle looking for their helicopter.

Sakura and Ignacius follow him, holding between them a hostage, guarding and looking to aim their hand guns to face a flank attack of sides.

They keep their eye gazes aware through a gun aiming mechanism looking for them open.

Simon follows, looking through their backs with an assault rifle.

"Mark one left!"

Simon Says walks away crossing two middle fingers to dead bodies in front of him.

"Die die forces of evil."

"You went too far Simon."

Simon folds his assault rifle to his side. "I was in the force."

Lord Ignacius is laughing.

"I would like to have them in ashes. I could pour them in my ink and tattoo my life tree."

"You focking biders pachinkos! I love blazing those possibilities."

When he is escorting a rescued hostage Magnum Mage asks them to run a detour before more police arrive straight pass an alley along crowds watching them on the street.

"I will have our helicopter ready once you turn around the apartment block."

He walks a faster way to the landing helicopter above the car parking site.

He shoots first round out the window killing the pilot and when he steps in pulling the dead body out his seat he does not notice a prosecutor was in a back seat.

They struggle in the fight to force Magnum Mage to lose his handgun in his right arm once he steps in and fires two shots above the engine.

He fires a left arm assault rifle filling the prosecutor full of cartridge rounds killing him over the blood stained back seat causing the helicopter to smoke.

Simon runs first to him pointing his gun to the helicopter surrounding the front windows to see if his captain survived a gunfire.

"Let's go home, Lithuania!"

Magnum Mage shouts and waves his friends join a smoking helicopter leaving across the border.

Simon waves the remaining tactical team clear to leave behind the wall and board their helicopter.