Metal Gear Revengeance Monsoon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Cole answered “Your father ? What has he got to do with the book?” Anthony asked, seeming less enthusiastic. “I got the book from my father dude, he passed it to me before his death” Cole answered back. “Relax man, I don’t seem to get it…your father did?” Anthony asked again, seeming interested now. “Yeah, he was on the verge of his death when he threw the book at me” *** ** FLASHBACK ** ** * It was a bloody feud between the Mooners pack and Maroon pack, their enmity between them has lingered for long as they felt this war would probably stop all hate and put an end to the rage.

The young technician's eyes widened in horror. "No... Boss, please! I swear it won't happen again! Please!" His desperate cries echoed through the mansion as two guards dragged him toward the back door. Tyler walked over to the bar and calmly poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took a slow sip. A few seconds later, a single gunshot echoed from outside. The room fell silent. No one dared react. Tyler set his glass down and adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as though nothing had happened. “Book the jet.” "For California, Boss?"

She pushed Maiden's head against the desk. "Ahh.." Maiden cried in pain and saw blood trickling down her head. "For revenge?... What did I... ever do to you?... I've been kind enough to not--- Arghhhhh" Maiden shouted again and feels her internals slowly breaking especially her bones. Is this really how I'm going to die? Is this the kind of death my parents would like me to have? I doubt it. She really doubts it.

Pfft. Two quiet, metallic pops echoed through the rain, completely swallowed by the sound of the storm. The lead mercenary didn't even have time to raise his weapon or key his throat mic. Both rounds caught him directly in the center of his reinforced visor, the ballistic glass shattering inward as his body went entirely limp, collapsing backward into a deep puddle of muddy water. “Left guard is raising his carbine,” Malakai’s voice cut through, sharp and instantaneous. “Pivot ninety degrees. Now.”

There is no drawback. Cooldown: 25 minutes “Return: Harbinger of Chaos” “Return: Chaos Set” Once Mane took back his weapons, the noise died down, and calm was restored.

"We aren't going back to reclaim a tower, Aria. We're going back to watch it fall. And when the dust settles, we’re going to build something that doesn't require a vault." As they drove away, leaving Victor Monroe kneeling in the grease and grime of the rest stop, the New York skyline began to glow on the horizon. The "Revenge Plan" was over. The "Reclamation" had begun.

Shadow Wolves and defenders alike stumbled back, disoriented by the wave of pure, primal force. I sagged against the stone, exhausted beyond measure but fiercely triumphant. We had done it. The Southeastern Seal was reinforced, its strength restored. I could feel it holding firm now, resistant to the influence of the approaching blood moon. "Ailith!" Sin's voice cut through my exhaustion. "We need to move! More are coming!"

She pointed at the camera on the wall, then went there and signaled them to watch the movement of her hand. They watched attentively as she shut off the camera in a twinkle of an eye and put it on review. It kept showing them looking up even when they are now looking at the desktop. "This way, nobody will suspect a thing and before they notice that the camera is on refresh for them to call for backups, you must have been done and already on your way out. The reason why you have the military uniforms is also not to arouse suspicions immediately until you guys get to kill the persons shown to you before"

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.