Episode 7 : War

A punch was thrown. The punch was so strong that it broke and folded the neck bone of the Israhell soldier in front of him. His head now hung behind his body.

The Israhell corpse fell. The Israhell soldier on Zawaq's front right shot Zawaq's face with a sten machine gun after switching to a new magazine filled with bullets.

Thirty bullets were fired from the barrel of the weapon. Thirty bullets bounced off Zawaq's face. Zawaq seized the sten machine gun. The sten machine gun was swung and hit the side of the Israhell soldier's head.

Some Israhell soldiers began shooting from a distance using the Karabiner 98k and Lee Enfield No. 4. A small number of them shot at Zawaq using FN FALs.

Unfortunately, their bullets still could not injure Zawaq. A waste of bullets and time. Zawaq approached them. The soldiers stopped shooting their weapons and began reloading with new magazines.

"Help! Help! There's a bulletproof man here!!!" One of the soldiers shouted into the communication radio after turning the dial on the radio.

"What?" A nearby military officer was shocked when he heard the radio communication report.

"A bulletproof soldier?" Another officer was shocked while smoking in the office and playing cards.

"Get back to work. Don't joke around. I want you to kill all those goats!" The officer angrily said into the phone receiver.

"Please send an air support unit! Bomb this place and shoot the enemy in front of us! We're running out of bullets! This Palestinian man is bulletproof!!!" The desperate soldier shouted into the phone receiver.

"Alright, alright. Just say you're too lazy to shoot the Palestinian goats. It's a waste to use our aircraft's bombs and bullets!" The officer angrily turned the knob on the communication radio and gave instructions and coordinates.

"Alright. Coordinates, West Bank XX-XX. We'll have two planes there in a few seconds. Coincidentally, we're nearby. Beta-2 plane to my left. Roger. Ready to bomb. We're going to bomb the Palestinian ants."

Two planes tilted and flew towards the directed coordinates. Two P-51 Mustang planes flew quickly as soon as the aircraft controls were pushed forward.

The plane's propellers spun rapidly, pulling the air in the sky like an athlete swimmer pulling water to swim quickly. Two planes began to appear. Zawaq exited a building near the West Bank Palestine coast. Two Israhell soldier corpses were thrown far out of the building.

Zawaq jogged with his shirt and pants soaked in blood from killing dozens of Israhell soldiers with his bare hands. Zawaq went to the uninjured Palestinian children. Zawaq checked tent after tent. He also saved some Palestinian teenagers.

Zawaq helped a Palestinian teenager around 15 years old because his leg was bleeding from being hit by three bullets that penetrated the tent fabric. The sound of propellers was heard. Two D51 Mustang planes approached them from the front.

"Those planes." Zawaq said with wide eyes upon seeing the familiar aircraft.

"No!!!! Don't!!!" Zawaq shouted.

One of the D51 Mustang planes started shooting with a machine gun. Bullets rained down on the Palestinian refugee camp on the West Bank coast. The children, teenagers, and lightly injured adults saved by Zawaq were hit by the aircraft's bullet rain.

Children's bodies were torn apart by .50 caliber bullets, becoming pieces of flesh. The bullets pierced and destroyed children's bodies into chunks of flesh. Then the teenagers and adults.

Zawaq hugged a teenager he was helping. His back received the impact of the Israhell aircraft bullets. His shirt was destroyed, leaving only the pants he wore.

Zawaq released his hug. The teenage boy he hugged to protect him from the Israhell aircraft's bullet rain was now lifeless.

"No..." Zawaq denied the incident happening before him.

A girl miraculously still alive and unharmed was sitting crying on the sand. Zawaq heard the cry and left the teenage boy's corpse to immediately move to the girl to protect her.

"Bomb released." One of the D51 Mustang pilots said.

As soon as Zawaq touched the girl's hand, the bomb hit the ground and exploded. A massive explosion occurred, producing intense light and impact. Sand flew. Tents caught fire.

Thick smoke covered the sky. The girl held by Zawaq burned. Her flesh was licked by fire and evaporated into the air. Zawaq's body remained unharmed. Everything he saw turned black.

The two planes left the West Bank coast.Zawaq now sat on the black sandy ground, surrounded by burning embers. In his two hands were only the girl's severed and charred hands, destroyed like charcoal used many times.

Tears began to flow, evaporating on his cheeks due to the heat around him from the bomb's destruction. Zawaq was now shirtless, only covered in black dust. Everything around him burned.

"Mission accomplished." One of the plane's pilots said.

"Any news from the West Bank post?" Beta-2 pilot asked through the communication radio while controlling the plane.

"None." Was the reply.

"No problem. We will send investigative soldiers to the West Bank. Thank you, Beta-1 and Beta-2 pilots.

" The military officer said through the communication radio.

"Understood. Out." Beta-1 pilot said.

Zawaq knelt and looked up at the sky filled with thick black smoke.Zawaq's eyes slowly turned black, with black liquid connecting to his corneas.

Zawaq's whites of the eyes now turned black. Now both of Zawaq's eyes looked like black holes.After tens of minutes, ten investigative soldiers approached the scene wearing gas masks.

Each carried a large bag. They all held FN FAL rifles. One of them used a Karabiner 98k.They inspected the West Bank post building. The outside of the building seemed fine. The removed entrance door exposed the interior.

Five investigative soldiers entered the building, leaving five outside.

"What the." One of the investigative soldiers was shocked.

Inside the building was a broken floor. The Israhell soldiers' heads were separated from their bodies. Faces crushed, showing punch shapes penetrating the skulls. Another Israhell soldier's body had a hole in the abdomen.

The white walls were decorated with the red blood of their soldiers.

"Crazy? Insane work? What the West Bank post reported to our high-ranking officers is not a joke, apparently." Said a black-helmeted investigative soldier.

"Where's the bulletproof soldier?" Asked an Israhell soldier inspecting empty rooms with all furniture and other equipment destroyed as if hit by a tsunami.

"Don't wish for it. We'll all die later." The black-helmeted soldier replied.

"Argh!!! Wargh!!!" Screams were heard from the West Bank coast.

One investigative soldier exited the building to check on the five outside. Two soldiers were missing. Only three were standing guard outside the building.

"Where are the other two?" Asked the black-helmeted soldier.

"They went to check the coast." Answered one of the soldiers standing guard outside.

"Six of you follow me. Two of you watch us from the top floor of the building!" The black-helmeted soldier instructed the other Israhell soldiers wearing green helmets.

The six of them rushed to the West Bank coast. The coast was black. Only burnt Palestinian bodies and charred, collapsed tents were on the ground.The six of them saw Zawaq, shirtless due to his burned clothing, separating the upper and lower body of one of the two Israhell soldiers.

Two bodies were cut with bare hands. Entrails spilled out from the severed body. Blood and innards decorated the ground.An Israhell soldier near Zawaq began shooting at him with an FN FAL.

The entire shooting was futile. Thirty bullets wasted in two seconds using the full-auto mode.

"Bulletproof soldier." The black-helmeted soldier said.A shot was fired using a Karabiner 98k from the roof of the West Bank post building. The bullet hit Zawaq's forehead only to fall to the black sandy ground. The bullet bent and dented.

"I think I know who this is." The black-helmeted soldier said.

Six Israhell soldiers raised their weapons and pointed their muzzles at Zawaq. Zawaq looked at them angrily with his eyes like black holes.

"Lower your weapons! He's not your match!" The black-helmeted soldier ordered the squad.

Zawaq began walking towards the black-helmeted soldier and his squad. The black-helmeted soldier raised his hand, signaling to stop with his palm showing all fingers together.

"Stop, Dr. Zawaq." The black-helmeted soldier said to Zawaq.

Zawaq stopped. His squad was surprised that their leader knew the bulletproof man.