RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
THE EPS 86 MQ-9 REAPER
THE EPS 86 MQ-9 REAPER
Awe and fear mixed into one. Make them hesitate to act. The body of Pranaja is now in open space. It is easy to be targeted by their sophisticated weapons. Until then, bullets were fired from the air and milling over their heads.
“Suiit…! Sshhh…! Shiuuttt..!”
Those mercenaries instantly set their eyes on the top. Several unmanned aircraft have sprung up from various places. They directed their attack towards Pranaja who was still standing upright in the middle of the open ground. The young man immediately recognized him, a fighter squadron of drones or MQ-9 Reaper series drones.
Seeing the arrival of the Nirawak planes, the mercenaries who were still hiding in the forest cheered. Their courage is back. With protection from the air, they were confident they were able to defeat the young swordsman. At once the professional soldiers pointed their assault weapons towards Pranaja. Hundreds of bullets from the AK 47 gun hunted the young man's movements.
“Siap! Shoot!” shouted the commander of the army.
“Tatatatatata..!”
Pranaja is advancing. His body was running at high speed demgan zig zag steps. Swerving to the right and to the left, forming a circle or jumping around like a deer avoiding its predators. But the bullets kept him locked up. His lips move in motion to pray the prayer matek Lembu Sekilan.
“Niat ingsun matek aji Lembu Sekilan, sabetaken mountain fall, unsaturakable earth mbledag, lir ing sambekala.”
There was a hidden power that enveloped his body, like a shield. Any weapon won't touch his skin. Will be mental at a distance of fifteen centimeters.
“Tang! Tang! Tang!”
Unmanned aircraft or drones were also attacked brutally. They just fired an AGM-114 Hellfire guided missile equipped with IR targeting sensors. At the taper end there is a small camera that functions like a sense of sight. The missile will chase wherever its target moves before detonating it.
“Suiit…! Sshhh…! Shiuuttt..!”
Dozens of these censored missiles are like chasing Pranaja.
“Gen Power Sawiji!” he shouted while jumping rapidly into the air.
His body instantly turned into a wisp of blue flame that was swerving in the air. Like an eagle being chased by dozens of seagulls, wherever he moves.
“Suiit…! Sshhh…! Shiuuttt..!”
The missiles continued to chase him tirelessly. The target sensor allows him to detect the presence of his enemy wherever he runs. Behind the missiles were dozens of drones or drones constantly escorting them. The atmosphere is really stressful. The mercenaries who were at the bottom could only glare in amazement at him. Without feeling their mouths open.
“Pursuit continue!”
“Harp!”
The MQ-9 Reaper drone is made by General Atomics Aeronautical Systems, a U. S. company that manufactures military drones and radars. This drone is one of the most advanced drones owned by the US military. Its size is almost as big as a fighter aircraft with a wingspan of about 20 meters. Only its weight is much lighter than the most advanced fighter F35 owned by the U. S. Air Force.
MQ-9 Reaper has a length of 11 meters, height of 3.8 m. The drone is capable of flying at a maximum speed of 482 km/h and a cruising speed of 313 km/h. The weapon can be modified by various types of weapons. The aircraft is equipped with a laser rangefinder and synthetic aperture radar. The MQ-9 can be disassembled and transported to various locations easily.
“Heya!”
Suddenly Pranaja's body shot high into the air, perpendicular to the boundary of the atmosphere. The missiles simultaneously turned perpendicular to follow him. The blue flame continued to streak until it disappeared from view. Leaving a new question mark and tension in the hearts of those who see it. Leaving confusion among the drones that continue to mill around in the air.
“Heya!”
Suddenly the blue light reappeared from behind the clouds. Apparently Pranaja made a circular motion at the boundary of the atmosphere. Then it reappeared behind those drones. Darted at the speed of sound, followed by dozens of high-explosive missiles. The drones did not have time to dodge as Pranaja's body crept flying between them. As a result fatal, the missiles that followed hit the drone ranks.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The drones were smashed to pieces. Only a few survivors The rest are still chasing Pranaja. Some missiles also continue to follow him. Pranaja's body maneuvered again. Stuck in the air, then flew low towards the forest where the mercenaries were hiding. The soldiers looked panicked. They kept firing their guns at the blue light and jumping around. But too late, when the blue light came into the forest past them, the missiles followed.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
***
Pranaja stopped and turned his body. Then float and stand upright in the air. He held out his hands to the right and left. His eyes were closed, the heat element in his body was absorbing the flame energy, entering every fiber of his T-Shield 313216 shirt. Then the power flows in every capillary and fibrous vein. His entire body seemed to glow red smoldering, then slowly turned blue with the rising heat.
Then the young man focused his strength on both of his hands. Slowly the fire energy propagated to the tip of his right arm. Make it shine from the tip of the palm to the elbow, so blinding. Then with one hit, his hand hit the drones that were still shooting at him.
“Blue Fire Blow!!” his yell.
Instantly a wisp of blue light shot towards the target, a drone flying at the front. His voice violently thundered like a violent storm that was raging.
Wugwugwugwugwugwug!!!
BUMM!!
The thunderous sound shook the sky, destroying the front-facing drone. Followed by electromagnetic waves on a large scale like waves sweeping in all directions. The remaining three drones instantly swirled and lost control, before falling to earth. One of them fell into the lake where Ryong was hiding.
Boom! Byurs!
The thunderous sound followed by the waves of tens of meters high shook the surrounding nature. Birds fly, animals around the lake run.
“Ryong!” shouting Pranaja.
He immediately went down to the lake, looking for the whereabouts of his best friend.
“Ryong!” yell Pranaja back. “Ryong Bae!”
Pranaja ran around from the edge of the lake. His face looks panicked. Then...
Byok...
Sounds like water. Pranaja turned his head, and Ryong's head appeared out of the water. Swim to the edge of the lake, then walk to Pranaja. It seems fine.
“You okay Ryong?”
The Korean youth nodded his head, then smiled while wiping the water that soaked his face.
“We check the drones that are Pranaja.”
“Why?”
“Perhaps it can still be used.”
“Where are you going?”
“I have to go back to North Korea.”
“For what?”
“Saving my family.”
Pranaja looked at his friend's face deeply. His breath was still stinging after the battle. While the twilight breeze gently whistled, flying the children of her strung hair to the tip of her nose.
The battle is not over, brother!