The Angkara Murka
The Book of Soldiers Verse of Eighty
The concerns of Soemantri Soekrasana and his colleagues, especially members of the Angkara Chess, became a reality. The other side can not help itself with the mystery that envelops the area of Kampung Proriah. The panic has consumed the public. No one can stand the secret and the unknown. In the dark there is always something terrible, there must be something dangerous hidden by black. That's what society seems to think. Curiosity, impatience and worry began to loom there.
Two special teams with full weaponry have returned directly. In a few minutes, no progress is made on the mission, they will report to the center so that the armed forces will actually be sent to a fog-shrouded area across the toll bridge that was broken up by the blast like a major war.
A helicopter crashed, a special unit team disappeared without word and signs, and a toll bridge exploded and was cut off, are not reasons that can keep people quiet.
The two teams had crept into the center of power and trouble, Kampung Pendekar.
Affandi who was inside the fort of Kampung Pendekar smelled the fresh blood of the police force. He ordered the youths and supernatural beings to let the special squad get closer to the Swordsman Village to bear witness to the greatness he created. He wanted to make their slaughter a spectacle and a main event for the rioters: young sorcerers and sorcerers and other members of their group.
The specially deployed unitary squads are the epitome of human power. Weapons are always used to repress the little people, the weaker people. The police, the military, are the real picture of the power of such power.
Does Affandi now feel concerned with the people and the small people? Sure didn't. He had long positioned himself as the polar opposite: the villain. In addition, he himself was the epitome of that power as well. He has power and power, weapons in the form of canuraan and troops in the form of young demon slaves.
So the arrival of this special squad unit was a war, a real challenge to his power.
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The wreckage of the helicopter, smoke billowing from the surroundings from the remains of wood and the burning ground attracted the attention of both teams as if to be a welcome greeting. The aerial vehicle seemed to describe what they would face.
The commander of the squad ordered to take the necessary steps. Shoot on the spot at the possibility of an attack or anything that is not only suspicious, but also dangerous. They are so full of ignorance of what they are and will face.
Communication with headquarters was cut off!
What actually happened, as soon as it seemed like thoughts were swirling in their brains.
They kept walking forward, without understanding that many supernatural figures were with them. The hell and the curse seem to be waiting for orders. They peeked out from behind the curtain of mist, hanging on the trunk of the trees or floating on it. These troops are completely unaware that their souls are being threatened, not by a certain opponent like***** or armed gangs, but supernatural beings that they could not have guessed.
When it has passed the oil palm plantation, Kampung Pendekar seen scattered from behind the trees.
The sound of chaos ahead suddenly sounded clear. Shouts of pain and anger mixed into one. The war is ongoing. All the team members instantly felt the atmosphere turn hot.
In front of them Bandi stood with a long machete in his right hand. The young men lined up behind him with gusto and a viscous killing lust.
Two army commanders from two different teams directly ordered their members to prepare weapons in order to see the danger of challenging and threatening in front.
As the two teams pointed their weapons at Bandi and the youth squad, Bandi said, "Wait for my cue. We let the monkeys kill each other first" Bandi ordered the impatient young men.
Headless bodies, women without legs, red kuntilanak, black pocongs, half-floating animal stealth creatures drowned quickly entered the bodies of several members of the special police team.
Who are possessed with convulsions. The eyes behind their safety helmets turned over leaving a white part. Some giggled suddenly, some growled, some took out the froth from his mouth. The firearms in their hands were raised aiming randomly but stiffly. It was as if the delicate creatures that possessed the bodies of those unfortunate special team members were still trying to adjust the movements of their host bodies.
Suddenly chaotic atmosphere.
The call of command sprung up in the middle of the team from behind a sense of confusion and panic.
The shots were finally released.
Sandy took a deep breath. The bulge as big as the baby's head behind the skin of his stomach moves according to the rhythm of the breath. A black skull figure loomed beside him, vaporizing a magical smoke as dark as the color of his bones.
Bandi raised his right hand which held a machete then gave a sign for the young men to enter the arena of slaughter.
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Mimics of hot lead whizzing through the air.
Sarti leapt down onto Wong Ayu who was floating in the air. The bodies of both men fell on the roof of residential residents. Their bodies were injured in some parts due to torn zinc roofs and dragged by a hot lead. But that is not a problem at all compared to those killed by gunfire from the young men who suddenly came from outside the gate of Kampung Pendekar.
The wounds on Sarti's body slowly improved. He looked at Wong Ayu who was also up, casting a spell to treat her wound.
"We're late" Wong Ayu said. He opened his eyes after chanting the spell and restored the condition of his skin as before. Face's tense. His wrinkles showed a complex feeling of being taut.
"The casualties will be more if we do not immediately take drastic action. We can't let the people across there send in more troops. The demon slaves of Pendekar Village did want a war in order to harvest more souls" continued Wong Ayu.
"We lack people, Wong Ayu," replied Sarti who is actually the ancestor of Wong Ayu himself.
"We can't hang our luck with anyone else anymore, Sarti. Fate has brought additional Satria Piningit and James James. Then we will fight them until the last drop of blood. I hope you're ready to finish this life, Sarti," Wong Ayu said.
Before long his body slammed onto the roof of the housing. Wong Ayu again created tongues of fire from both palms, ready to throw it at the enemy who was aiming at the booty of the members of the special team who were certainly difficult to die.
Sarti prepared to jump into the battlefield. He muttered softly, "I am not ready to die in this life, nduk. I have to take care of you."