Black Edge

Our NATO heroes team had a team briefing from Iceland farm operations leader Andersson sent an operations file in advance to a mobile phone repair store.

Salima Saloma follows in her short towel white dress in her brunette dive hair smiling. Her accountancy skills were for counting to cook financial books for Bank Kuala Lumpur to launder.

"I will have so much fun tonight." Her underside of hand hides her smile.

Momo Latif walks out wearing white tracksuit and white cotton trainers and white socks.

Her long black hair reaches her shoulders. Miss Latif's outfit could be as much a disguise for her talent to kill a man. It was their escort bodyguard.

Finally Nona Aisha walked in her brown boots, short wool checked pleats skirt, pink linen t-shirt reaching her shirt and blue kimono top loose off the straps.

Her head was a head of medical operations. She was a doctor and experienced surgeon well connected in the medical field.

"What a great night pouring in rain. Oh mine." Her lips giggle a laugh.

A Singapore escort arrives with their plot to see the night.

Lee Harris is wearing a check wool check suit top.

His fire fists hardened from two world karate championships and undefeated world champion in his sixties with grey hair round his bald head top.

He was wearing golden frame glasses with tinted prescription glasses. On his blue shirt was a slim satin tie Sakura tree print. His matching napkin to tie in his jacket pocket matching colour to his blue chinos jeans.

His lady escort Ferlyn Wong Vegas wearing white cotton dress looks back looking around the venue.

"Yes, it is a remote venue."

"We will be fine here on the mission." The world kyokushin champion holds his jacket and his thick brick hand pointing her attention towards the venue. "I am only after you."

They all had plans in their minds only connected to a course of money but greed never prevailed and their plans to change were inevitable for our NATO heroes to find.

It will never be the same as old times because the world is waiting for fashion to take you on our venue red carpet tonight.

Seoul escort follows Man ill Yo walks out in his hedge hog cut and styled haircut wearing black socks in his leather shoes, a dark blue shoes, suit and shirt but no tie.

He is future karate kyokushin champion and his fellow escort found him odd from the Seoul office because he never spoke a word looking in their eyes, finding fear.

Mr Ill Yo was responsible for overseeing operations coherence and intelligence of team planning and monitoring.

Heo Yori (MILF) follows him in large chest, to ears cut hair wearing gold and diamond earrings, her brown t-shirt and belt wrapped oversized pleated trousers, the black trousers out of synthetic fabric gave perfect comfort to her black evening dress bag with handle bar to fit in her hand.

"We have a hot night tonight."

She walks further in her respectful age managing and delegating team efforts overseeing the director's office.

Cho Yoon follows in a slim black maxi dress with natural makeup, a skin short satin dress and glare holding an evening dress handbag. Her secretariat post did manage financial coherence and secret messages with Singapore team communications.

Kim Hero finally makes its feet out wearing arms and legs see through the dressing gown dress in pure cotton dive in orange, yellow and green dive mix. Her high heels in the strap around ankles made the night exciting. "I am so excited I am about to lose control."

"Yes we will have a great time, you just do not worry."

Mrs Yori had her mind spoken to Kim before passing her black business card to Man.

Kim Hero was half American-Korean birth professional translator and expert in diplomatic majors well prepared to counter Lucinda Sarka lobbying.

Jakarta escorts Aurora Maris and Yogi Hartarto.

Yogi Hartarto leaves in his blue golf polo top wearing dark blue trousers and blue crocodile shoes.

Him wearing his top button open wearing white gold chain on his chest and his wrist. He was not religious and from professional soldiers specialising in commando special operations it was his duty tonight to arrange security and secure location.

"You should not drive with the guests tonight with an escort darling."

"I wanted to escort you tonight."

His wife wraps her hand over his oversized arms muscles. Her finger brushes his haircut to have it fixed his short brown hair haircut.

He was half Japanese and Filipino said he was from the imperial general's family.

Aurora Maris follows the muscle mountain, a true man of her dreams in her red bikini and slide over gum top dress you are able to see her bikini top gold belts to bra.

Her long legs compliment a man of the mountain in her red heels. The red dress suits her bikini to one outfit.

Her duty was to spie her lover and account for her office duties. The office overseeing black operations from local police movements to politicians using bathrooms.

Captain Magnum Mage made clear in his team briefing report it will be a problem to deal with a well seasoned war veteran and Indonesian military commando.

Lucinda Sarka is having her glass of red wine smiling in red lipstick waiting for him to escort him to his table. Her fur grey heels leather shoes pure skin legs her dress cover above her knees in black satine. Her chest in open pleat drape waves her round curves. The small fur jacket made out of black sheep.

Lucinda short dreadlocks in pink, yellow and blue weave dive drapes.

"Hello mister. It is a great evening to see you."

Her left arm goes under his armpit in his arms in pockets. Her white fingernails holding her glass.

Mrs Sarka laughed and cheered at the guest table. Our Captain Magnum Mage smiles. He walks with her to terrace garden tables. The running water ponds separate tables.

Mark Ta and Jones Smith observing uncomfortable silence are looking out the window shield pouring rain.

"I think they will hold their sponsors on the terrace." Scotland Yard Detective Smith relaxes his fingertips on steering wheels.

"Yes they are under umbrellas." Our NATO Vice General Mark Ta brushes his hard chin.

"I hope our company will have profiles shot."

"Yes it is hard to see them. The pouring rain slows them to overpass guard dogs stationed outside. I think rain gives us the benefit of cover but the venue is not fully shut to privacy and guests can be live hostages for us to shoot past the mini island tables sitting in the middle one."

"Yes Ta. It is smart of them to use hostages to cover from snipers in the rain, the umbrellas and other guests will be a problem."

"I think Mage will coordinate well. We just wait for the gunshots to stop outside the entrance porch."

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They creep further to organ traffickers' banquet halls of future sponsors.

Gandonas Gintautas Gintaro driving to a venue can see a man in black coat sliding past the bushes to his venue. He drives past without stopping and turns round to reach a bus stop he parks to pick up his Karo machete in pouring rain.

"I think these focking nurses will ruin the venue if they keep creeping after me. It is not enough that I broke their doctor's head off and left a sweet Thai family in pieces as a warning for them not to follow me back."

He picks up his tool and goes into the bushes behind them. "Ahh I will not let them live."

Him walking closer the birds lifts the trees from a round of shot alerting the guests. Mark Ta lifts his hands out his armpits. "Has a focking ten minutes left." Jones Smith burps and sees his watch. "It only focking six minutes."

"Hit the engine Jones. I think we have a fock up." They can see birds leaving their trees up in the heavy rainfall.

The Swedish sniper shoots.

Gandonas Gintautas Gintaro was walking with a machete. Lord Ignacius turns around to see a man in white t-shirt and black denim shorts drop to the ground mud waving his machete.

"I think focking jungle is full of idiots." Simon was able to see his shoulder blade and top bone sticking out from a heavy impact, growling to the floor.

Lord stands up."We should fucking run towards the venue. We are in an ambush." Their tactical operation planned by SAS advanced.

"It was no fun for a long time." Mr Gintaro spoke his mind for his eyes to close.

"Let's kill those fritz from Lithuania." Lord Ignacius charges with his assault rifle wrapped his oni mask handkerchief on his assault rifle handle. He moist away the rain water.

They keep creeping towards the venue under their ambush. Our NATO heroes advance.

"Let's keep open fire on child murderers!" Simon Says screams, shooting from ambush out bushes a live machine gun fire cutting the bushes off he was hiding behind!

He aims and fires at their bullet proof vehicles filling in gunshots. The other teams respond from left and right but sponsors board the vehicles and drive away.

They intended to murder Lithuanian elite for they done to those children in the ditch.

Our Black Friday Organization had grown bigger, our NATO heroes did enjoy it and Andersson Prometheus Research Laboratory communications were contemplating further strategic plans to complete their holiday mission.

It failed and the mission was aborted to a gun fire.