Only for those freaks to continue slaughtering his men as If nothing happened, and because of that he was 100 percent sure that these freaks were the Infamous super soldiers that his grandfather talked about.
But his instincts were telling him that despite how things looked he would come out alive from this.
He wasn't sure if It would be Mark and his men that saved him or the one that caused all this mess, after all, he still had a shitload of gold to buy from him and If he was dead he couldn't buy could he?
But either way, he wasn't scared at all, In fact, he was excited, he was one step closer to achieving his dream.
...
To say that the taxi driver was scarred s*itless upon seeing 4 giants dressed In the same way with black berets with CMC Insignias get Into his car that almost broke because of our combined weight Is an understatement.
The poor lad who was only of an average height almost had a heart attack.
I thought as I and my boys sat on the airports waiting chairs while the people around us kept giving us covert glances as they discussed our presence In hushed voices as they tried their best to avoid us creating a no go zone.
Just as I thought about giving Eclipse a call to speed things up I finally saw Mark flanked by a few tall and burly men In black suits who were In no better condition than Mark stagger over.
"Jeez he sure as hell took quite a beating"
I couldn't help but comment under my breath as Mark's Injuries were displayed In my HUD view, he was covered In numerous bruises, his left ribs were fractured, his right shoulder had a sewn shut 7.62 mm * 51 mm bullet wound, and his left forearm was broken.
Only for the man to freeze In place after noticing me and my battlebrothers and I couldn't blame the guy after all I could be identified as a nature's freak accident but to see 3 other freak accidents at the same time and place.
Well, that could no longer be called a freak accident, that's why then I saw Mark rub his eyes In disbelief with his healthy hand I couldn't help but snicker to myself.
"Mr. Von Death by any chance are they youre biological siblings?"
Mark couldn't help but ask after examining our different colored white hair, varying degree unhealthy pale skin, and stature more closely.
"Something like that"
I said while smiling without explaining much.
"I see please follow me"
Mark said with a serious tone as he started leading the way to a private jet, once Inside Mark motioned for us to sit down on the luxurious passenger seats.
"Mr. Eclipse said that you have already located Mr. Abdul, sadly because of the short notice I can only mobilize a company of motorized Infantry to assist you"
Mark said helplessly as he sat down In front of me.
"No need, we four are more than enough all I need from you Is an armored car and military gear"
I said as I grabbed the bottle of champagne from the s*xy flight attendant's tray and drank a mouthful In one go.
Hearing this Mark couldn't help but blink his eyes In disbelief because those militants weren't just random thugs with guns.
They were highly trained and armed professionals at the level of special operations forces soldiers so he couldn't help but open his mouth to voice his protest.
Only to close It the next second upon seeing the four cosmic marines In front of him focus his eyes on him as they released they're suppressed murderous aura.
Mark almost had a heart attack upon sensing the bloodlust and stench of death emanating from Dracula and his battle brothers.
"Never mind..."
Mark managed to say with his dry mouth.
"...just tell me what you need exactly"
Mark finished his words as he pulled out his satellite phone and extended Its antenna.
...
As Hope deposited the remaining money from her first trip into her bank account, she couldn't help but notice the onlookers gawking at her.
Compared to the average height of females in her country, she now stood out as a literal giantess.
"Yeah, I'm standing out way too much now,"
She muttered under her breath. What bugged her the most, however, were the surgical scars all over her body. They were a constant reminder of her transformation.
"Well, at least my skin color is more or less the same, although it's a bit pale for my taste," She thought, glancing at her healthy pale hand with visible surgical scars.
Despite the physical changes, there was one positive aspect that brought a smirk to her lips. "...but I can now hold my own against that baka of mine."
The thought of her increased prowess in bed made her feel a sense of satisfaction.
Finally, after finishing her transaction, she turned around and started heading back to her apartment.
The bustling metropolis streets seemed even more chaotic as she navigated through the crowd, her height and presence drawing attention from every direction.
As she walked, her mind wandered to the AI named Lilith.
Though that AI named Lilith... I don't know why, but she scares the hell out of me.
Hope thought, nibbling on her plump lip. Lilith's efficiency and capabilities were undeniably impressive, but there was an unsettling edge to her that Hope couldn't shake off.
But I can't deny that it's one hell of a helper.
She admitted, thinking about all the things Lilith had already accomplished for her. The AI had set up her company, applied for patents, found a building for her headquarters, and prepared all the necessary licenses.
Everything she needed was done in a matter of minutes. All that was left was for Dracula to return with the funds needed to kickstart her business empire.
The thought of her impending success made Hope laugh out loud. The sound echoed in the bustling streets, drawing even more curious glances from passersby. She didn't care; she was too thrilled by the possibilities that lay ahead.
As she continued her walk, her thoughts drifted to the future.
This is just the beginning.
She mused. The initial funds from her trip were a mere stepping stone. With Lilith's and Dracula's help, she could achieve so much more. She envisioned her company growing, her influence expanding, and her name becoming synonymous with innovation and success.
Hope's pace quickened as excitement coursed through her veins. She couldn't wait to get back to her apartment and dive into the plans that Lilith had laid out for her.
The AI's meticulous preparation had left no stone unturned, and Hope was determined to make the most of it.
As she reached her apartment building, she paused for a moment, looking up at the structure with a newfound sense of determination.
This is where it all starts.
She thought, her heart pounding with anticipation.
She entered the building and made her way to her apartment, her mind racing with ideas and possibilities.
The surgical scars on her body were a small price to pay for the strength and resilience she now possessed.
They were a reminder of her journey, of the challenges she had faced and overcome.
Inside her apartment, Hope immediately went to her desk and powered up her computer. The screen lit up, displaying the intricate web of plans and strategies that Lilith had devised. Hope marveled at the AI's efficiency, her fear momentarily overshadowed by admiration.
"Alright, Lilith, let's get to work,"
She said aloud, feeling a surge of determination. She opened the files and began reviewing the details, her mind fully focused on the task at hand.