Flare Gun

"Are you an artist, Lord Ignacius?"

"I am cubism expressionist creating impression."

"I love your t-shirt but how will you make us look great?"

Lord Ignacius designs made from famous people's faces in cubes collage patterned surveillance cameras' distraction to make it focus to face control to detect his artwork rather than wearing masks.

"It should be a great addition to our laser printer firearms we got in dark web."

"I know they banned blueprints in the US but you are a great video games master."

"Simon, I am working on it. I am not sure how long it will take nor the accuracy of our distractions."

"I know you can handle it, my man. Let's shower after it. I heard Sakura was washing herself."

It is a fatal pivotal point for our heroes to capture their hostage to bring back home before they experience black rain.

"How do you make Tokyo Murray's firearms for us?"

"You ask too much like a cop?"

"I was, but I want to make sure before I lay waste to those War criminals escort to know I fire it."

"It is simple. I send files to a 3D printer from plastic wax and it will build us Lego details. We can assemble it. When we finish it, we can melt it back together and print those lovely collectable dolls."

"How about the bullet velocity of gunpowder?"

"I will use our chemical X to slam those hammers without traceable high velocity piercing power ends to make sure their flag vests will be a significant target."

"Lord Ignacius, I love you my man."

"I know I am the best not only making those sushi cuts."

"Thank you Lord Ignacius."

"I think we are ready to operate Adam Young. I will let Mage know about our trivial matters before we progress our mission."

"You soon join Sakura's shower senses of flowery shampoo. I know you love it."

*.*

Simon brings in leather vests to show his teammates.

"Sick Sons of Charles."

Lord Ignacius felt surprised viewing gang members' outfits.

"What the fock is this now? I thought I would play video games all weekend."

"We are out for a last ride. We need to let the steam out on the highway."

"Our Mage knows the schedule is a few days later. He said I can choose the time of planning."

"I thought we were about to go home after we can see palm trees once more."

"Nope, and I thought about it, drinking all last night with a Korean doll."

"Ok but how about transport?"

"No worries, I have delightful rides and one pink vest for Sakura."

"Is our Mage now MC?"

"No, he is our Motorcycle Club Captain of Sick Sons of Charles."

Sakura walks in holding back on her shoulders a big bag. "I got us Bersachi illegal helmets."

Lord Ignacius' jaw felt dropped to the floor, thinking today he will ride.

"Yaaaa, is all I can say, arigato Sakura Uto."

They embroidered underneath Seoul.

O.o

The night before they left on their motorcycles, they played strip poker.

Our drunk Simon Says went all in, forcing the Lord Ignacius team to strip off naked before Captain Mage team.

Sakura was watching how they took a selfie photograph.

"Kawaii."

"Yeh we are an evil company."

"We are going wild like no NATO unit."

Captain crossed his hands and shook his head, watching them.

"I told Simon no poker games and now I can see why."

"You know me better like no other brother."

"Ok, let's sober up in the morning before we ride our choppers to a good cuisine stop."

"Ok big boss, you know I am a chef. I can cook it."

"Yes, you were cooking your balls a minute ago on Simon's lap."

"I know it was show off before Sakura."

"I know she left."

"Simon, you can see her because I feel triple Mage in my eyesight. Maybe she is hiding behind a real one."

"I do not think so because I can see a storm in an ocean swaying my boat to the sides."

"Ok, you guys take it easy. I must sleep too."

Their Captain Mage left their hotel room thinking it was good to relax and have fun with school friends he knew long ago, but they never knew him.

It was a perfect past two years for them to learn about him while they trained and fought for NATO units to solve disputes.

It was a great temptation to build unity, acknowledging each other to a deeper unseen seen self.

The perfect human nature is imperfect with our dreaming. Letting us think we are wrong to live and die.

"I think I am getting on with my Christianity Bushido motto."

Magnum Mage spoke to himself before his eyes closed deeper and deeper to sleep.

"We are wrong to live and we are wrong to die."

^.^

When our heroes met local cafe owner Zaf Cok. They had to deal with him in cooking.

It was a long journey before they made a stop before their last drive together.

It was the famous Pakistan's spiciest specialist restaurant on the outskirts of Seoul.

"I can see a couple of motorcycles enthusiasts have arrived. Welcome to my home. It is a great pleasure to serve you our house specialty."

"I think he talks a lot."

"Ya but you keep quiet our failed noodle chef from Osaka."

"You were in Osaka?"

"I know only Uji flavour." Lord Ignacius rushed his finger in a straight line across the table, answering Sakura's question.

"I would love to tell you one day, but we must look forward to the Zaf Cok meal first."

It was a small roadside meal place for hungry travellers to stay in for the day, enjoy gardens, and have a great time behind the table.

"His cooking is like neo-feudalism telemarketing."

"Is it true Sakura? We can taste the spice puddle on my platter."

"I regret to announce. I love high blood sugar." Lord Ignacius fell in love with a full spoonful of curry.

"It is an addictive generation here."

Simon continues loading his stomach full.

"I am happy we all are here together. We must kill more to earn our living."

"Yes, we are the Sick Son of Charles. You are now our chopper's team captain and our homicidal maniac fictional Littland Group leader after the surreal Jon Gi Sigis."

"I take credit for it but we must save the world."

"Mage, I think this curry just saved my day."

"I am happy to eat so much after we stopped those war criminals from killing us."

"I know Lord Ignacius how you stopped them."

"Mage know, and it felt great. I wonder how she is?"

"I hope you left her breathing not like the last one before the last mission you took in?"

Sakura lets her arm sit on Ignacius' lap. "What was your mission in Osaka?"

"It was nothing."

"We just had a great time. We took a business class flight back home and we are here." Simon Says stopped them starting a conversation.

"Let's finish you guys and get in our choppers. I love to have more spins uphill before we start Adam Young."

"Roger that Captain." Simon Says continues to fill in his cheeks full with a hot meal, not letting his eyes off the prize to succeed the empty platter.

When the time came, they took off. Magnum Mage thanked Zaf Cok for his hospitality, shaking his hand and shoulder a goodbye like they knew each other for a long time. "Does he know him?"

"No, but it was a splendid meal." Simon, looking through the window, replies to Ignacius' question.

He takes his Bersachi helmet and starts the chopper, letting everyone in the surrounding area know he started his engine.

They drove off because they started tonight early with the Adam Young project.

*.*

The NATO legends will never die and will come back to be our heroes.

Magnum Mage's last words before he became a live wire for the operation Adam Young.

It was the central command station codename to be a live wire operator sending coordinate orders to subordinates, helping them complete their field expedition.

"The vehicle is approaching."

"You take the target."

"I'll take it at five."

"How is a torpedo?"

"I have them ready to soften them up."

Simon throws a couple of rocks into a wooden hut.

Three men step out. They are not letting any sounds follow each other's footsteps in the darkness surrounded by a forest.

Simon throws a light flashing torch to a side and murders them along their gunshots fire flashes seeing all three war criminals from Poland drop to a floor.

He walks into a building to secure the perimeter.

"I secured a hostage den and took the chickens inside."

"ok. I have them pissed from the sky, my big bad wolf."

Lord Ignacius was piloting a stolen NATO drone they captured from Polish criminals.

"Their organized crime gang smuggles it in Korea and we're contemplating to sell it for terror."

He opens fire to a first escort vehicle, letting a shower of bullets rain through their transport top.

He was filling them full of bullets holes their dead bodies, taking time to realise he murdered them already.

"I think I just committed a breach of the Geneva Convention in their dead bodies."

"Romeo, do you copy? You stop using other names in our channel and stop killing dead men. You keep aiming and firing at other locations."

"Roger that Live Wire I aim and clear."

He left a carnage the night along the road, allowing the main escort to drive through, taking a turn to emergency contingency plan detour location to meet Simon Says sitting and waiting for them inside.

*.*

"I remember once a murder case we had in NATO army."

Two single shots murdered Duche Camerita splattering his blood over his family, children and mother.

When synchronised wrist watches beeps at once.

"He was a former politician, but he was a corrupt parliamentarian and leader of the country, causing devastating mass loss to the lives of innocent people."

Magnum Mage spoke before they got ready for a last action.

"It is classified and I will not speak further."

"But you had good pay through PayBitch. I think we all have eye watering accounts through them."

"I am sure you felt great getting rid of this CIA whore?"

"Yes, he was a whore and parliamentarian. I am happy I focked him through a generous NATO donation in PayBitch."

"What do you think about our matching t-shirts tonight?"

"I am not sure about it but we love cash in Japan."

"Teammates, I am happy we done one sick motherfocker splattering pigs blood over his wife and children."

"I wonder not to meet a second sniper because you guys made a risk to your lives."

"Yes, we went under a ghost protocol getting diseased certificates, making them think under fake passports we are in a morgue with a death certificate. It only lasted a couple weeks, and we had him slaughtered in a hurry."

"You just met her. I am Sakura Kawaii from back then. We should be proud of our dates together." Sakura Uto rubs her arm on Lord Ignacius' leg.

"You guys think it is my first time working with Sakura?"

"How he was a whore, parliamentarian and that Cia Cia guy?"

"Simon, we just took our payment in Black Friday Organization."

"You mean supermarket sales in England?"

"It is a sort of sale of rogue agents we find and undertake. You can count us like a funeral home never losing customers."

"It is a funeral house in our club. Simon Senpai does the work for you must first lose your private rank before you can hope for an invitation. You know we are supervising a school field trip."

Lord Ignacius joins his hand under the table with Sakura Uto.

"How about our matching pattern designs for a show I thought we would practice."

Lord Ignacius made a white t-shirt for Magnum Mage to defeat the security camera and become a famous maniac serial killer inside their monitors.

He made Sakura to be found to be Marilyn Monroe. He felt she was a passionate lady he could call his family.

Lord Ignacius designed his looks for surveillance equipment to be Takeshi Kitano, the famous silver screen filmmaker.

Simon Says became Guy Richie's face in the government hide and seek game.

"I know in Korea is a special emergency mobile number. You can dial like 911 to report a spy?"

"It is a strange country. I thought police officers had already had enough prank calls."

"Yes, but they monitor every number in their country. You should dial them if I prepared you to wait for them with a machete."

"I think about it. It is a great tool for a piece of equipment."

Sakura Uto drinks her steel bowl of Soju. "It is the reason I love you, Ignacius-kun. You are never afraid to hit them where it hurts."

"Arigato Sakura and we should be proud of our start to a happy relationship."

"Ok team, I head off to the hotel bed upstairs. I cannot operate our field under influence."

"Sweet dreams, Captain of Sick Sons of Charles. We have a few more steel bowls of milk Soju before we relax."

"We are NATO's secret weapon."