Chapter 5: The making of a super soldier
Naruto Uzumaki:The Super Soldier
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Krieger Techpreist: Tbh with you, not anytime soon, but Kurama will help Naruto against his super soldier counterpart.
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With that out of the way, let's set the compass of creativity spinning and navigate the uncharted waters of storytelling.
With his specially designed water-resistant gear on, Naruto leaped from a plank into the vast aquatic training area, the training facility humming with the sounds of water. The instructor, a seasoned operative with a background in underwater warfare, stood on a platform, overseeing the proceedings.
Naruto dove into the cool depths as the water seemed to embrace him as he moved with fluid grace, executing modified strokes designed for stealth and efficiency. The instructor watched and provided feedback on how to improve Naruto's underwater mobility.
"It is critical that you move quietly. Use the water's natural resistance to your advantage," the instructor advised, emphasizing the need for stealth. With his strokes adjusted, Naruto reduced splashes and disturbances and vanished beneath the surface like a ghost.
After eight hours of traversing submerged obstacles, Naruto advanced to advanced maneuvers.
The first task included twisted structures and hidden protrusions that resembled the remains of a submerged wreckage, simulating underwater debris. Taking a deep breath, Naruto approached the barrier with laser-like focus, his keen eyes identifying the imaginary threats. With deliberate care, he navigated the twisting labyrinth, staying clear of any entanglements.
The designers of the training facility had designed tight passages to put Naruto's ability to navigate confined spaces with grace to the test.
Wearing his water-resistant gear, Naruto moved through these cramped areas with the deliberateness and accuracy of a swordfish. The narrow hallways appeared to be no obstacle at all as he moved his body to fit the shapes of the virtual barriers.
As Naruto advanced through the environment, he faced more difficulties, such as hidden openings that resembled underwater caverns, abrupt changes in water current that mirrored dynamic conditions, and submerged platforms that required quick transitions.
Naruto found himself preparing for a HALO jump from the legendary Petlyakov Pe-8 in the final months of September 1945. The aircraft vibrated as he stood up.
The seasoned jump master, donned in a classic military jumpsuit, approached Naruto. The instructor spoke through the helmet comms, "Get used to being this high in the air, because this will not be your last ride doing a HALO jump."
Naruto nodded slightly, the cool breeze brushing against his face.
As the plane reached the proper altitude, Naruto readied himself for the jump in the dim light of the cabin lights, with the red light above the door indicating that the jump was about to happen.
"Get ready! This is a HALO jump, so timing is crucial," the instructor shouted over the roar of the engines. Anticipating the moment, Naruto, while waiting for the light to turn green, efficiently tightened his parachute, secured his mask, and adjusted his black goggles, the essentials for navigating the skies.
The instructor gave the signal as the jump point approached, and Naruto leapt into the open sky.
The sun was low on the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and red, and as he started to descend, he could feel it casting a warm golden glow.
He maneuvered expertly, the wind whipping past him, and at the exact elevation of 2,500 feet, the parachute opened with a pop. Following his training, Naruto switched directions while deftly navigating through the air for a few minutes using the lines.
Rolling on his feet, Naruto neared the landing area, the last gusts of wind directing him downward. He was able to lessen the force of gravity and guarantee a safer touchdown by using his training and a precise landing technique.
Now twelve years old, Naruto sat at his desk, staring at the teacher who stood in front of a big screen.
After one year of intensive training, the higher-ups, not wanting to neglect Naruto's education, planned a learning session to provide Naruto with the advanced skills he would require for his upcoming missions.
The teacher was a seasoned professional who had served as an undercover agent, espionage agent, hostage rescuer, infiltrator, and intelligence analyst. He had a wealth of experience and knowledge that he was willing to share with Naruto, who was focused on learning.
The instructor pressed a button on a remote, saying, "Today, we will cover five topics: infiltration, hostage rescue, advanced espionage, intelligence analysis, and undercover work." The screen lit up with the word "infiltration."
As the lessons began, he gave examples, tips, and warnings. In addition, he tested Naruto's comprehension and asked him questions. Naruto listened carefully and responded confidently.
Despite the fact that the session lasted several hours, Naruto was not bored or tired. He gained a great deal of fresh and practical knowledge that he could utilize in his upcoming missions.
After three long years, Naruto's body was finally ready to accept the Super Soldier serum, now that he was fifteen years old.
Naruto, who was strapped to the cold, unyielding metal table, had two chilling metal pads pressed against his pectoral muscles and two more on his biceps. Cables and tubes slithered around him like snakes, the cold metal contrasting sharply with the warm blood pulsing through his veins. Despite his foreboding surroundings, he maintained a composed expression.
Dr. Zola approached Naruto with an icy, menacing smile. "Are you ready, Naruto?" he inquired, his tone eager.
"Yes, sir," Naruto responded calmly, his eyes focused.
"Excellent!" Dr. Zola exclaimed, his voice satisfied.
Slowly, the serum seeped into Naruto's veins, filling his entire body like a river flowing to the sea.
As a wave of heat and pain swept over him, Naruto gasped. He clenched his teeth, attempting to bear the pain.
Dr. Zola pressed a button. Naruto found himself enclosed by a massive metal cylinder that descended from the ceiling.
Dr. Zola watched on a monitor. He adjusted some knobs and levers. He clarified, "We are going to activate the serum that is already in your body."
The chamber activated with a swift pull of a lever, surrounding Naruto in an otherworldly glow and amplifying the serum's effects. Vita-rays were fired at him, causing his skin to burn and his muscles to spasm. Naruto groaned, feeling like his red blood cells were being torn apart. He wanted to scream, but he held back.
When it was all over, Naruto came out of the chamber changed. He was taller and more imposing than the boy who had entered the chamber, standing at 6'2". His shoulders were broad and well-defined, with prominent deltoids that gave him a strong, athletic appearance. Despite being smaller, his pectorals nevertheless had a sturdy, brick-like appearance. His arms were lean and muscular, and he had well-developed biceps that bulged beneath his skin. His triceps were visible, with striations that hinted at their strength.
Despite his lean build, he had a powerful V-cut figure with a narrow waist and broad shoulders that resembled a Greek statue that came to life. Even the serratus anterior muscles, which are notoriously difficult to develop, were fully developed on both sides of his torso. They extended from his ribcage, giving him an imposing, battle-ready appearance.
His whisker marks still remained, though they were lighter now, like battle scars, and his once boyish appearance had given way to a more mature but youthful face. He now possessed even more enhanced physical prowess and heightened mental abilities, a testament to the success of the experiment.
Dr. Zola smiled callously as he observed another success of his experiment.
As his voice echoed through the chamber, Naruto said, "Thank you, sir," in a deeper and more refined tone than before.
Dr. Zola nodded, his smile turning into a smirk. "You are welcome, Naruto. You have proven that you are deserving of this gift. You have the potential to be the greatest tool of conflict ever created."
Dr. Zola chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Now that you have finished the program, Naruto, you will help usher in a new world order!"
As Naruto listened carefully, his heart thumping in his chest, Zola went on, "Hydra is the future. Hydra is the only way to bring peace and order to this chaotic world. Cut off one head; two more shall take its place. And you, Naruto, will be the key to Hydra's victory. You are the ultimate super soldier."
That particular phrase made Naruto's eyes glaze over.
{-Scene change-}
After completing all of his enhanced training in Kazakhstan during the end of 1947, Arnim Zola ordered Naruto to return to Northeast China, where he would be an influence in the eastern hemisphere and would impact that region.
Naruto kneeled across from a stern-faced superior, intently listening to the debriefing of his first mission as a super soldier.
A Chinese higher-up: "Z3H9R5K, your first mission is crucial. Infiltrate the nuclear power reactors that supply electricity to Taiwan's city. Use night vision goggles and a rifle with a silencer. Assassinate the guards and be wary of cameras. Your main objective is to reach the control room."
Naruto nodded, absorbing the gravity of the situation.
The higher-up: "Use a keycard to enter the room. Plant a bomb on the main generator and time it to explode in 20 minutes. After that, proceed to the extraction point; a helicopter will be waiting for you."
{-Scene change-}
Naruto stood in a brightly lit, high-tech preparation room, surrounded by a plethora of specialized gear and weapons.
He effortlessly slips into a black Kevlar tactical vest, meticulously stocking each pocket of his matching tactical pants with an assortment of tools and devices. His night vision goggles were perched atop his forehead, their lenses shining as he adjusted them.
As he prepares for the covert mission ahead, his face fades behind a black mask, concealing his identity. He then adjusted the tightness of a pair of black gloves to fit perfectly. Next, he extended his hand to grab a pair of earbuds and inserted them into his ears. Naruto adjusted them to the proper frequency.
A technician hands Naruto a silenced German assault rifle, its black metal cool to the touch. Naruto shouldered the weapon. It felt surprisingly comfortable on his shoulder, and the weight was well-balanced. He meticulously inspects the rifle, ensuring that every aspect of the weapon is in perfect working order. He expertly loaded the magazine, the distinctive sound of a round being chambered echoing in the room.
Through the iron sights, he focused on the simulated enemy positions downrange - pop-up targets resembling enemy soldiers. His finger tightened on the curved trigger.
"Remember your training," barked technician Volkov, her gruff voice audible over the din of gunfire. "Short, controlled bursts. Fire!"
Naruto squeezed the trigger, and the StG 44 coughed in response. A satisfyingly sharp crack echoed in his ears as a plume of smoke erupted from the barrel. The recoil wasn't nearly as strong as he anticipated, reacquiring his sight picture and firing again.
As he gets ready, Naruto goes over the mission briefing in his head, taking in every detail. He tucks a small hacking device into his pants' hidden pocket.
Naruto completes his outfit by tightening the straps of his utility belt, making the familiar weight of his tools a reassuring constant. Pouches secured, he slid the lock-picking kit into place beside the extra magazines. A quick check of the smoke grenades nestled in their pouch – essential for creating diversions. Lastly, he made adjustments to the little first aid kit that was hidden in the back.
Naruto then picked up his short sword from the table and sheathed his wakizashi on his back. The final click of the coil line fastening into his harness signaled his readiness.
Naruto gave the female technician a stoic nod before vanishing from the bright preparation area and entering the shadows.
Naruto crouched in the darkness on a small unit riverine craft, the gentle hum of the engine drowned out by the rhythmic lapping of water against the hull. In the distance, the faint outline of Taiwan's mountainous island loomed against the inky canvas of the night sky.
Naruto knelt beside the riverine craft, his gaze snagging on a small, waterproof bag strapped to its side. Unzipping it, he retrieved a pair of sleek swimming flippers. With a deft motion, he slid them on before turning off the watercraft.
With its engine reduced to a barely perceptible hum, the riverine craft glides through the water. Naruto, flippers strapped on, crept to the edge of the vessel. The darkness, a thick cloak around him, swallowed his every move as he readied himself for the plunge. Only the gentle lapping of water against the hull broke the hushed silence.
As the boat drew close to its designated spot, Naruto took a deep breath through his mask. With a silent push off, he slipped into the water. The cool embrace of the sea enveloped him instantly. Powerful strokes propelled him forward, his form a dark blur beneath the inky surface. His destination: the shadowy outline of the island that loomed large in the distance.
Naruto's form sways gracefully beneath the water's surface, glinting in the moonlight off of his all-black, water-resistant gear. As Naruto neared the Taiwanese coast, his flippers propelled him with the silent grace of a shark fin slicing through the midnight sea.
On the Taiwanese coast, Naruto emerged from the water with ease, his water-resistant gear still clinging to the dark waves. The moment he touched land, he took off the flippers that had efficiently and soundlessly propelled him through the night. Hiding the flippers in a nearby bush, he ensured his tracks would remain unnoticed.
Under the cloak of night, Naruto activated his Nods with a click. The world blinked into an eerie green. He pulled them over his eyes and moved through the thick vegetation, turning the moonlit shadows into a finely detailed landscape.
Naruto moved ghostly through the dense undergrowth of Taiwan. With his senses sharpened by the Nods, he picked up the low humming of a far-off armed patrol on the hill.
Swiftly and with calculated accuracy, he aimed his silenced StG 44 rifle up, which was fastened to his waist. Naruto squeezed the trigger; a muffled thud replaced the weapon's usual bark, the suppressor taming the sound into a whisper. The suppressed bullet pierced the air and struck the guard in the torso, hitting his lungs.
Where the entry wound was, a small, dark puncture appeared beneath the surface of the guard shirt. As the guard's chest cavity gave way, blood leaked from the gunshot wound. Naruto stood there, watching as the guard collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Naruto felt no remorse or regret following his first official kill; rather, he felt nothing.
Naruto swiftly formed the hand signs for the shadow clone jutsu. A clone appeared beside him, dressed identically but lacking his weapon.
"Dispose of this mess," Naruto whispered, his gaze fixed on the dead guard sprawled on the ground. The clone nodded again, acknowledging the unspoken command.
With a swirl of hand signs and a muttered incantation, Naruto enacted the henge jutsu. His features blurred and reformed, morphing into an exact replica of the fallen guard. The transformation was instantaneous, down to the guard's calloused hands and the set of his jaw. His rifle, which was strapped to his side, dissolved into a seemingly innocuous black band around his wrist, now disguised. Naruto's clone hefted the guard's body effortlessly, slinging it over his shoulder.
"Do not forget this boss," his clone whispered softly to the real Naruto, who was now indistinguishable from the guard as he prepared to vanish into the night and blend into the shadows. Naruto caught the earpiece and ID card of the guard and vanished into the night.
{-Scene change-}
Naruto walked up to the secure facility's front gate checkpoint. His ID hung from his neck, and his uniform wore the same insignia as the guard he killed. He noticed two armed guards as he approached the checkpoint.
Naruto strolled up to the guards, self-assured in his disguise. With a disarming smile, he presented the ID to the guard at the entrance. The guard looked at it briefly before nodding in approval.
"Yīqiè sìhū dōu jǐngrán yǒu xù," ("Everything seems in order,") the guard remarked.
Naruto used the opportunity to strike up a conversation, diverting attention away from the ID. "Nín áo yè le ba?"("Hey, rough night, huh?")With a knowing glance at the other guards, Naruto said, "Nín zhè xiē wǎnbān zhēn lèi rén." ("These late shifts can be a drag.")
The second guard, who initially focused on the ID, now joined the conversation. "Gàosù wǒ zěnme huí shì. Zhè zhōu wǒ yīzhí shí háng liǎng bān dǎo. Zhǐshì xiǎng ràng kāfēi bǎochí liúdòng, nǐ zhīdào ma?" ("Tell me about it. All this week, I have been working double shifts. Just trying to keep the coffee flowing, you know?")
Naruto chuckled, seamlessly blending into the camaraderie. "Wǒ tīngdàole. Zhège dìfāng de kāfēi hē qǐlái jiù xiàng shì kāfēi dòu jiànshǎng jiā zhìzuò de. Shuō dào zhèlǐ, nǐ zhīdào zhè fùjìn yǒu shé me hǎo de kāfēi diàn ma?" ("I hear you. This place's coffee tastes like it was made by a connoisseur of the bean. Speaking of which, do you know of any good coffee shops around here?")
The guards were briefly distracted by the banter and exchanged recommendations for local coffee shops. While keeping the conversation light, Naruto subtly shifted the focus away from his presence.
Naruto casually waved and nodded as he passed through the checkpoint, leaving the guards chatting about their favorite ways to get their caffeine fix. As he moved deeper into the complex, he became aware of the network of security cameras and fences. Unfazed, Naruto surveyed his surroundings, his keen eyes searching for weaknesses.
Following Intel's lead, the disguised soldier turned away from the busy main corridor and headed toward the back of the building.
The air grew tense as he approached a secure door—the supposed location of the hidden bomb. He looked around to make sure the coast was clear before sliding his key card through the reader. A red light blinked on the panel, and an electronic beep echoed in the corridor, much to his dismay. Naruto's efforts had no effect on the door. His brow furrowed in frustration.
"I need to find someone with a higher clearance level to get in," he muttered to himself.
Not wanting to draw attention or face unwanted questions, Naruto detoured to a nearby bar, surveying the surroundings to ensure no prying eyes lingered nearby. Satisfied with the apparent solitude, he slipped away.
The establishment beckoned with its neon-glow signs.
Naruto sat at the bar and kept a low profile. The bartender, who was busy serving other patrons, only gave the former Shinobi a sidelong glance.
Naruto looked at the date in the newspaper and saw that it was November 2nd, 1947. Curious, he turned to the bartender and asked, "Zhēnshi jīnguān de yī nián, bù shì ma? 1947 nián yǒu ná xiē tóutiáo xīnwén?" ("Quite a year, huh? What is making headlines in 1947?")
The bartender chuckled as he wiped a glass. "Ó,47 nián, xīwàng yǔ tiǎozhàn bìngcún. Shìjiè zhèngzài cóng zhànzhēng zhōng huīfù, xīnwén fǎnyìngle chóngjiàn de jìnchéng." ("Oh, '47, a mix of hope and challenges. The world was recovering from the war, and the news reflected the rebuilding process.")
Naruto gestured towards the paper, pretending to be engrossed in it. "Tāmen zài zhèlǐ tánlùn shénme?" ("What are they talking about in here?")
The bartender leaned in and flipped through the pages. "Ń, yǒu zhàn hòu chóngjiàn gōngzuò, guānyú liánhéguó de tǎolùn, hái yǒu mǎxiē'ěr jì huà. Lěngzhàn yě kāishǐle. Dōngxī fāng zhī jiān de jǐnzhāng júshì zhèngzài yùnniàng." ("Well, there are post-war reconstruction efforts, discussions about the United Nations, and the Marshall Plan. There's also the beginning of the Cold War; tensions are brewing between East and West.")
"Tīng qǐlái xiàng shì guānjiàn shíkè,"("It sounds like a pivotal time,") Naruto said, nodding.
The bartender nodded as he poured another drink. "Juéduì dì. Rénmen shìtú lǐjiě yǐjīng gǎibiàn de shìjiè. Zhè bìng bù róngyì, dàn rénmen duì gèng měihǎo de wèilái bào chízhe xīwàng." ("Absolutely. People were trying to make sense of a changed world. It was not easy, but there was a sense of hope for a better future.")
With a quiet sip, Naruto blended into the background noise of the busy bar. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone he took to be a significant figure enter a room after drinking for a short while.
Naruto quietly walked up some stairs after paying for his drink with a fake Taiwan Yen before making his way to the room and knocking on the metal door. He lied to get inside after the door opened.
The person at the door gave Naruto a suspicious look before nodding and letting him in.
After closing his door, the officer turned his back on Naruto. In order to avoid alerting the other enemies within the facility, the super soldier realized he had to act quickly and stealthily.
With a quick and silent movement, the Uzumaki grabbed and yanked the officer's ankle, causing him to lose his balance and fall to his stomach on the hard meat floor. Naruto raised the officer's chin before he could yell, his metal hand covering his mouth to drown out any potential screams. The officer was struck by the super soldier's wakizashi while Naruto stabbed him repeatedly in the officer made a barely audible gurgling sound as the blade pierced through his organ. His body finally stopped moving, his life force gradually vanishing, but his eyes widened in shock and pain.
After taking his hand out of the officer's mouth, Naruto turned to make sure no one else had heard that little altercation.
Quickly stealing the officer's key card and deftly tucking it into his vest, ensuring the key to his covert operation was securely concealed.
Upon focusing on the lifeless form lying on the ground, Naruto's instinctive training began to take effect. His gaze darted around the space, landing on a locker leaning against the wall.
His cybernetic arm supported the unconscious man's weight as he effortlessly lifted the body in one fluid motion. Then, with his other hand, Naruto quickly unlocked the locker to reveal a tiny compartment inside.
The metal groan of the locker door was muffled in the quiet as he slipped the body inside and shut the locker, ensuring it was securely locked. The only proof of the struggle that had just taken place was a bloody puddle, which Naruto noticed. In order to conceal any evidence of the fight, he quickly found a large rug in the room and covered it.
The super soldier then used the transformation jutsu hand gestures to adopt his target's appearance and demeanor. With the target's identity now assumed, Naruto returned to the building's back door.
A green light blinked on the panel after Naruto used the key card, and an electronic beep echoed down the corridor as the heavy door opened.
As he made his way through the maze-like hallways of the facility, Naruto undid the henge and heard the noise of strong generators. With background noise drowning him out, he looked around the room.
Naruto reached into his tactical pouch and pulled out two small bombs. He carefully placed them in strategic locations on the main generator and set the timers to detonate in fifteen minutes. With the explosives in place, Naruto knew that his efforts would cause a significant disruption to the facility's operations, giving him an opportunity to escape undetected.
Once the bombs were detonated, Naruto surveyed the room to ensure his efforts had gone unnoticed.
Satisfied that his presence had gone unnoticed, he turned his attention to the next phase of his mission.
Naruto applied chakra to the bottoms of his soles, allowing him to defy gravity and climb all the way to the roof of the facility. With a swift and fluid motion, he scaled the side of the building, his metallic arm providing additional support and strength as he ascended.
Naruto drew a laser pen from his vest once he reached the rooftop, and he started to carve a human-sized circle in the darkness, the blue beam illuminating the room.
As he exited the room with the grace of an apparition, he burst into a fluid run, leaping effortlessly from rooftop to rooftop. He sprinted across the rooftops with no sound due to his chakra-laden footsteps.
A Sikorsky R-5 Dragonfly helicopter was waiting for Naruto at the assigned extraction point when he emerged from the shadows of the city.
As he got closer to the heli, Naruto felt the wind from the rotor blades rustle his hair. The pilot acknowledged Naruto's arrival with a nod when he boarded the Dragonfly, the sleek, black helicopter designed for covert operations.
When the dragonfly lifted off from its hidden landing spot, they watched the city grow smaller beneath them as they ascended into the night sky.
With a metallic clink, the door closed, sealing the super soldier and the pilot within the confines of the dragonfly.
Naruto watched the facility below him recede farther as the helicopter took off, its distinct silhouette vanishing into the foggy sky. The stillness of the night was broken by a loud explosion, and a fierce explosion erupted from a fierce ball of fire. Flames licked the air, casting a menacing glow on the atmosphere. The shockwave echoed through the air. The explosion sent shockwaves rippling through the area and smoke billowing into the heavens, concealing the remnants of what had once stood. After the helicopter took off, the night sky quickly turned orange and red, and then there were screams in the distance.
While the radio was on, Naruto sat stoically in the tattoo artist's chair, his right metal prosthetic arm exposed, waiting for the intricate design to take shape. A Hydra tattoo artist used a unique tattoo machine that can draw on vibranium to carefully create a vibrant image on the metallic canvas. The sound of the tattoo machine buzzing filled the room.
The image took shape with each precise stroke—a large orange nine-tailed fox, its tails swirling with dynamic energy. At the heart of the fox's body, a striking red Soviet star emerged.
Naruto watched intently as the iconic nine-tailed fox and the Soviet star seamlessly blended on his vibranium prosthetic limb.
As this was going on, they were listening to the news.
{-Breaking News: Massive Explosion Rocks Nuclear Power Plant in Taiwan-}
News Anchor: "Good evening, I'm Jae-Hoon Kim, bringing you breaking news. We recently learned of a massive explosion that occurred at a nuclear power plant in Taiwan."
Field Reporter: "Yes, Jae-Hoon, I'm here at the scene, and the situation is incredibly tense. Emergency crews are on the scene around the clock dealing with the aftermath of what appears to be a catastrophic event in the generator room."
Field Reporter: "Witnesses describe a plume of smoke that can be seen for miles. Authorities have issued evacuation orders for nearby residents, emphasizing the importance of prioritizing safety."
News Anchor: "Absolutely, safety is paramount. Do we have any idea what caused the explosion?"
Field Reporter: "It's still unclear what triggered the explosion. Authorities are on the scene conducting an investigation, and we are awaiting an official statement."
Field Reporter: "I've been speaking with residents who are understandably concerned. The magnitude of this incident calls into question the safety of the region's nuclear facilities."
News Anchor: "Thank you, Priya Sharma, for those updates. We will continue to follow this story and provide you with the most recent updates as they become available. Stay tuned for more updates on this breaking news."
When the news finished and the regular program resumed, Naruto remembered his mission report to the higher-ups.
Flashback
Naruto was kneeled in front of the higher-ups as a figure stepped forward, demanding a situation report. "Sitrep!" came the stern voice.
"The mission was successful, and most of it went as planned," Naruto answered with a tone that betrayed his sense of achievement.
"Were there any issues during the mission?" The higher-up inquired, scrutinizing the details.
"Only one, sir. When I summon my clones, they don't come with their own gun or ammunition," Naruto admitted, acknowledging a problem.
A council member addressed the issue. "We will send one of our top scientists to collaborate with you on developing Chakra-Infused variant ammunition."
The end Please read the author's notes carefully, and I sincerely hope you enjoy this chapter.
A: If anyone is curious, I'll be trying to join the Marine Corps in October or November, and bootcamp is three months long. (13-week)
B: If I butcher your language in this story, I do apologize, but do cut me some slack as I'm using Google Translate.
C: In case someone asks why the English subtitles are added at the bottom and the font size for these subtitles is small compared to the rest of the text, please refer to Chapter 2!