Calender

Free Blog Calendar

Read more »

Jam

Read more »

Warrock Review (Indonesian)

Indonesian
Yang Baik 
• Beberapa mode yang berbeda untuk memilih dari 
• Kadang-kadang gameplay intens pada sekelompok peta yang layak. 
The Bad 
• Tindakan penembakan inti underwhelming 
• nonfunctional fitur, lag, dan sering crash 
• Aneh kehidupan nyata model ekonomi hadiah uang tunai lebih dari keterampilan 
• nilai produksi tanggal. 
Memang benar apa yang mereka katakan tentang mendapatkan apa yang Anda bayar. Yah, setidaknya beberapa waktu. Anda masih dapat men-download War Rock secara gratis, sebanyak yang Anda bisa saat penembak orang pertama online dalam tahap beta resmi. Sebagai permainan gratis, itu adalah pengganti seri Battlefield diservis dengan mengejutkan masyarakat besar dan kualitas yang cukup layak untuk membuatnya layak download. Tetapi dalam paket ritel yang membutuhkan uang, daya tariknya spiral ke bawah cepat, berkat fitur patah, hambar aksi penembakan, dan nilai produksi lemah. 
Seperti penembak online paling, ada shell dari sebuah cerita di balik War Rock. Dalam hal ini, perang saudara di negara fiktif Derbaran telah meletus. Para pemberontak dari unit Kemerdekaan Nasional telah mengangkat senjata melawan tentara Derbaran, dan ada tampaknya semacam konspirasi yang melibatkan sebuah meteor mengemudi tindakan, setidaknya menurut situs Web resmi permainan. Bukan berarti semua ini telah ada hubungannya pada permainan. Dalam War Rock, tujuan Anda adalah untuk menembak orang di wajah. 
Ini sedikit lebih kompleks dari itu, sebenarnya. Ada beberapa mode permainan yang berbeda, tergantung pada apakah Anda ingin Anda penembak menjadi kecil, menengah, maupun besar. Counter-Strike pemain akan dibawa ke pilihan jarak dekat-tempur, yang menampilkan modus permainan "ledakan." Pada peta ini, tanaman tim Derbaran dan melindungi bahan peledak di tempat yang ditunjuk, sedangkan tim NIU harus menjinakkannya. Ops kota dan pertempuran-kelompok peta, di sisi lain, merobek sebuah halaman langsung dari Battlefield 2 template. Di sini, setiap tim perkelahian lebih dari berbagai macam bendera yang berfungsi sebagai titik bertelur. Tujuan Anda adalah untuk kurangi tim lawan skor dengan menangkap bendera dan membunuh musuh pemain. 
Beberapa elemen dasar peta dan mode yang solid dalam dan dari diri mereka sendiri. Peta dibuat dengan baik, dengan bermacam-macam daerah terbuka dan ruang terbatas. Conturas fitur sebuah pulau pusat terhubung ke daratan dengan empat jembatan dan berfokus pada kendaraan transportasi dan memerangi; Alberon diatur dalam reruntuhan sejarah di mana sebagian besar mengamuk tindakan atas daerah pusat pilar batu yang rusak. Seperti peta lain, mereka terorganisir dengan baik dan tetap fokus tembak-menembak di tempat yang tepat. Masalah dengan Rock Perang tidak begitu banyak di setup seperti di eksekusi, dimulai dengan penembakan inti mekanik dan balancing. Ada lima profesi untuk memilih dari: penyerangan, dokter, insinyur, sniper, dan polisi berat. Mereka semua memiliki kegunaan nyata mereka, tetapi serangan penembak jitu dan memerangi berkendara sejauh petugas medis dan insinyur adalah komoditas langka, dan berat underpowered menyedihkan polisi tidak bisa memegang lilin ke kendaraan lapis baja yang seharusnya mereka mempertahankan diri. 
Tidak ada yang intrinsik memuaskan tentang penembakan di Rock Perang. Efek suara nyaring dan tidak efektif, dan apakah Anda korban atau pemenang, tidak ada perasaan nyata dampak ketika peluru menemukan target mereka. Kurangnya api sekunder pada senjata yang paling belum faktor lain yang menunjuk ke rendah-anggaran permainan akar dan dilucuti-down alam. Kendaraan tempur sedikit lebih seimbang, dan sebagian besar momen berharga permainan berada di showdowns tangki menakutkan atau di udara. Kontrol Ultraforgiving memberikan helikopter dan pesawat pembom nuansa arcadelike, dan semua kontrol kendaraan lancar dengan mouse dan keyboard, sehingga Anda tidak harus merasa perlu untuk keluar joystick setelah Anda meninggalkan tanah. 
Anda tidak terjebak dengan senjata sedikit loadout Anda mulai dengan. Ketika Anda bermain War Rock, Anda naik level dan mendapatkan dinar, mata uang dalam game, yang kemudian digunakan untuk menyewa senjata atau item lainnya. Tidak, Anda tidak mendapatkan untuk membelinya. Sebaliknya, Anda menyewa mereka selama seminggu atau sebulan, dan saat sewa Anda sudah habis, mereka dikeluarkan dari gudang senjata Anda. Semakin tinggi tingkat Anda, semakin baik senjata Anda harus memilih dari. Ini merupakan cara yang menarik untuk mendorong loyalitas pemain, karena Anda harus terus bermain untuk mendapatkan lebih banyak uang, tetapi juga cara yang bagus untuk menggagalkan pemain baru. Bahkan jika Anda seorang tentara online yang berpengalaman, Anda akan sering menjadi korban persenjataan yang kuat tingkat yang lebih tinggi pemain ketika Anda pertama kali mulai. 
Ketika Anda menggabungkan sistem ini dengan dunia nyata uang, sulit untuk menghilangkan perasaan bahwa Anda tidak membeli permainan sedang-sedang saja sebanyak yang Anda diinvestasikan dalam skema piramida yang teduh. Versi eceran War Rock mencakup nice set peta, beberapa tag anjing murah, dan dalam game beberapa barang, seperti minigun M134 sebagian besar gunanya. Tapi Anda juga mendapatkan berlangganan gratis satu bulan untuk permainan - yang membuat Anda bertanya-tanya persis apa yang Anda berlangganan. Ternyata, mendaftar dengan kartu kredit Anda mendapatkan bonus XP, penjatahan bulanan dinar, kemampuan untuk menciptakan sandi-dilindungi server, atau bahkan slot senjata lain, tergantung pada layanan yang Anda berlangganan. Anda bahkan dapat membeli mata uang dalam game dengan uang sungguhan. Tapi ketika Anda membayar, Anda tidak membayar untuk permainan atau hak istimewa bermain: Anda membayar baik untuk mendapatkan keuntungan karena Anda mendapatkan senjata yang baik, atau untuk mengakses fitur yang Anda harapkan untuk sudah dimasukkan dalam online FPS. Dan dalam beberapa kasus, Anda membayar untuk fitur yang tidak bekerja. 
Fitur nonfunctional adalah ciri dari pengalaman War Rock. Membayar biaya bulanan Anda mendapatkan kemampuan untuk mendaftarkan klan, namun sistem klan tidak benar-benar telah dikodekan ke dalam permainan belum, sehingga semua janji dalam manual dan di situs Web resmi turnamen klan dan pemain peringkat saat ini kosong yang. Ada rupanya sistem skuad yang terinspirasi Battlefield di sana suatu tempat, juga, tapi tidak bekerja, jadi kecuali Anda sedang bermain dengan teman-teman menggunakan server TeamSpeak atau entah bagaimana menemukan tim yang tertib dengan seorang pemimpin yang kuat, semuanya rumah gila tidak teratur. Bahkan modus seluruh permainan yang jelas seharusnya ada, bebas-untuk-semua yang dijelaskan dalam modus manual, adalah tempat yang akan ditemukan. Ini semua di samping sering dan parah lag dan crash banyak yang akan Anda menarik rambut Anda beberapa kali dalam setiap sesi game yang diberikan. 
Sampai patch baru-baru ini, pilihan shader di rilis ritel tidak bekerja pada beberapa sistem tes. Sayangnya, permainan itu lebih baik tanpa mereka. Tidak ada jumlah mekar pencahayaan atau cahaya bintang dapat membuat War Rock terlihat menarik, dan mengubahnya hanya pada membuat segalanya tampak buram dan menjalankan buruk. Tekstur resolusi rendah dan model senjata dan kendaraan yang chunky - lebih setara dengan Operasi Gabungan dari permainan lebih modern. War Rock tidak persis jelek, tetapi terasa tanggal, meskipun persyaratan sistem rendah memungkinkan untuk dijalankan pada berbagai sistem tanpa masalah banyak kinerja. Efek suara lemas tidak melakukan permainan nikmat apapun baik, karena tidak audio menjerit Saving Private Ryan sebanyak tertulis GI Joe. Menu musik dan suara-atas isyarat yang menginformasikan Anda tentang aktivitas seperti menangkap bendera baik-baik saja, meskipun. 
Ada beberapa game berkualitas saat-saat yang bisa didapat dalam Perang Rock, meskipun itu lebih karena gameplay terbukti yang membuat Counter-Strike dan Battlefield sukses daripada sesuatu yang baru yang War Rock membawa ke meja. Dan terima kasih untuk dasar pemain tidak membayar, masyarakat besar permainan tidak cenderung mengurangi waktu dekat. Tapi sebagai produk ritel, terlalu rusak dan derivatif bernilai pembelian atas pesaing unggul. Hanya diingat bahwa jika Anda membeli kotak eceran, Anda tidak mendapatkan permainan yang dikatakan lebih baik daripada versi gratis - kau membeli kesempatan untuk mendapatkan senjata yang lebih baik dan item daripada pemain yang tidak menghabiskan nikel. 

Read more »

Warrock Story (Indonesian)

Warrock chapter 1 and 2

Di daerah suku utara Republik Derbaran, sebuah kota kecil mulai bergerak seperti cahaya fajar merah muda berwarna gurun gunung di kejauhan. Tukang roti dan pedagang, bidan dan guru sekolah muncul dari rumah batu bata lumpur mereka memulai hari mereka. Seperti biasa, mereka melemparkan lirikan gugup pada kawat berduri dan senyawa konkret dari depot militer Derbaran yang berjongkok di bawah bendera kuning tepat di luar desa. Koeksistensi tersebut merupakan salah satu tidak nyaman, pemerintah Derbaran memiliki cinta sedikit untuk suku minoritas di daerah tersebut. Teriakan alarm bangkit dari laki-laki ditempatkan di depot ketika kolom tank dan truk jambul kenaikan. Mereka terbang spanduk hijau, warna Kemerdekaan Uni Nasional, koalisi pemberontak dari suku minoritas. Tapi ini bukan petani miskin dengan senapan murah. Para prajurit Derbaran orak panik saat tank-tank NIU menghujani putaran ledakan di depot amunisi, menghancurkan bunker beton dan menghancurkan tentara di bawah hujan puing-puing. NIU truk memuntahkan sejumlah pria yang dibumbui posisi defensif dengan tembakan senjata kecil. Ketika itu berakhir, satu-satunya suara berasal dari derak api dan teriakan tentara Derbaran terluka dan sekarat. Para penduduk desa perlahan-lahan muncul dari persembunyian. Mereka tersentak ketika mereka mengakui pria yang naik dari tangki utama dan berdiri di menara untuk alamat mereka. Bahkan di desa kecil ini, televisi di rumah-rumah teh dan toko-toko telah menunjukkan wajahnya berkali-kali. Dia adalah Jenderal Ikram Karmali, petugas dihiasi dari penasihat militer dan militer Derbaran kepada Presiden. Kebanggaan militer Derbaran telah menjadi pemberontak.

"Orang saya," Jenderal Karmali berkata, "Aku tidak bisa berdiri lagi sementara Presiden Zaripov dan pemerintahannya menindas kita. Aku meninggalkan kesetiaan saya untuk Zaripov. NIU akan membawa negara ini kembali! "

Helikopter mendarat di tengah angin puyuh berdebu di dasar operasi NIU. Kapten Ramazan, komandan unit pasukan khusus yang disebut NIU Anjing Gurun, naik dari helikopter dan berjalan menembus debu. Hormat membentaknya dari kedua belah pihak. Dia telah mendapatkan hal ini dengan darahnya, menghabiskan sepuluh tahun di militer Derbaran bawah Jenderal Karmali sebelum mereka berdua membelot ke NIU. Banyak dari orang-orang di sini yang memberi hormat telah menjabat di bawah dia sebelum pemberontakan. Mereka diuji pertempuran, laki-laki mengeras. Tapi ada orang lain di sini juga, gembala kambing dan petani yang berperang hanya karena mereka percaya penyebabnya.

NIU tidak pendek pada jantung. Apa yang mereka telah singkat tentang itu senjata. Bahkan Tekan Rakyat, surat kabar bawah tanah yang adalah suara pemberontakan, secara terbuka mempertanyakan apakah beberapa tank dan senjata yang dibawa Jendral Karmali dari militer akan cukup untuk menimbulkan ancaman serius bagi pemerintah Derbaran.

Dan kemudian pengiriman misterius telah dimulai.

Sebuah konvoi truk keluar dari perkemahan gemuruh kembali ke mana pun mereka berasal, muatan peti misterius mereka ditumpuk rapi di samping gudang senjata. Sudah pria mencongkel mereka terbuka dan mengeluarkan senjata dari kemasan mereka. Mereka adalah alasan Ramadan telah tiba.

Dalam markas sementaranya Umum Karmali berbisik diam-diam dengan beberapa komandannya. Jenderal membubarkan mereka dengan gerakan singkat saat memasuki Ramadan.

"Jangan tanya saya pertanyaan, teman saya," ditunda umum dia.

Ramazan menarik secarik kertas dari saku dan membacanya. "Assault senapan, pistol, peluncur roket, semua dijatuhkan pada setengah lusin basis operasi kami yang seharusnya dirahasiakan," katanya. "Dan aku mendengar pembicaraan tentang kendaraan juga. Armor. Bahkan pesawat. "

"Tidak ada pertanyaan," ulang umum.

"Setidaknya beritahu saya dimana mereka berasal," kata Ramadan. "Bagaimana mereka mendapatkan melalui perbatasan?"

"Orang-orang memasok kami memiliki dana dan kontak untuk membuat semuanya mungkin," kata jenderal. "Yang penting adalah bahwa kita cukup baik bersenjata untuk berdiri kesempatan serius terhadap militer Derbaran. Tanpa bantuan dari teman-teman, kita tidak akan memiliki banyak kesempatan. Anda tahu bahwa sama seperti aku lakukan. "

"Tapi mengapa mereka harus membantu kita?" Menuntut Ramazan. "Apa mereka peduli tentang pemberontakan kecil kami? Ini adalah masalah domestik. "

Umum Karmali hanya tersenyum. "Anggap saja mereka memiliki kepentingan dalam NIU memenangkan perang. Sekarang mereka mengambil senjata dan memanggil Anjing Anda, Ramazan. Ada perang. "

Mayor Selik duduk di meja ruang rapat membaca koran, mencari seluruh dunia seperti seorang akuntan menunggu untuk melihat klien. Sebagai kepala lengan Security Services militer Derbaran dan pemimpin tim elit Nightwatch 1 mogok, tidak berbahaya tampak telah melayani dengan baik.

Dia melempar koran. Para Derbaran Nasional Press Agency telah mendapat angin dari Presiden Zaripov menarik sumber daya dari banyak operasi negara minyak untuk memindahkan mereka ke sektor uranium jauh lebih kecil pertambangan. Ada, seperti yang diharapkan, pertanyaan. Tentu saja Zaripov bisa memiliki cerita tergencet. Tapi itu akan menyebabkan rumor. Dan presiden telah membuat sangat jelas betapa ia ingin menghindari rumor sekarang.

Presiden Zaripov dan kader penasihat menyapu ke dalam ruangan.

"Dengan segala hormat, Bapak Presiden," Menteri Ekonomi gemuk berkata, "pukulan terhadap pendapatan kita terlalu banyak. Anda tidak dapat mengambil banyak tenaga kerja jauh dari minyak. Uranium tidak memberikan kita dengan arus kas yang memadai. Dan kita akan membutuhkan dana untuk perang ini. "

"Saya tidak khawatir tentang pendapatan sekarang," jawab Presiden. "Uranium akan segera menjadi komponen jauh lebih penting dari keamanan nasional kita." Mulai Menteri untuk retort tapi Presiden mengangkat tangannya untuk diam. "Saya tidak akan membahas lebih lanjut."

Ada gemuruh di kejauhan. Selik menatap melalui pintu balkon dan, di cakrawala, melihat kolom asap hitam naik. Perang itu menyebar, dengan NIU mencolok di jalan raya, pembangkit listrik, pelabuhan. Mereka memukul semua titik-titik strategis mereka diharapkan untuk memukul, dan tidak ada cukup tahu bagaimana mereka datang begitu baik bersenjata. Dan namun mereka berperilaku tidak teratur, pengiriman unit untuk lokasi yang saling berjauhan. Itu aneh.

"Semuanya keluar," kata Presiden Zaripov. "Saya perlu berbicara dengan Mayor Selik."

Sebagai penasihatnya mengajukan keluar dari ruangan, Zaripov mendekati Selik. "Aku punya pekerjaan untuk Anda, Nightwatch 1 Mayor," kata Presiden.

"Apa saja, Pak Presiden."

"Kau tahu dari sebuah proyek pemulihan tertentu yang telah berlangsung di wilayah utara gurun Republik Highway?"

Mayor Selik hanya ragu-ragu sejenak sebelum mengangguk. Dia tidak diberi pengarahan ke proyek, tentu saja, tapi ada sedikit yang luput kesadaran sebagai kepala Pelayanan Keamanan. "Saya harus mengakui saya tidak tahu rincian apapun, hanya bahwa ada semacam proyek yang sedang berlangsung."

"Ada desa dekat lokasi proyek. Pastikan tidak ada saksi bahwa ada NIU mungkin mendapatkan tangan mereka. "

"Tentu saja."

Presiden tersenyum. "Saya tahu saya bisa mengandalkan Anda, Selik."

Sebagai presiden menyapu keluar dari ruangan dengan gaggle penasehatnya cocok di belakangnya, Mayor Selik mengerutkan dahi pada asap hitam naik di cakrawala. Dia bertanya-tanya apa proyek misterius di padang pasir bisa lebih penting daripada memegang tanah mereka melawan NIU.

Kapten Ramazan sepatu terasa seperti seseorang telah mengisinya dengan timah. Perang itu tumbuh. Apa yang dimulai sebagai beberapa unit operasi kecil - bahan peledak penanaman, penyergapan, dan sebagainya - telah menjadi serangkaian pertempuran yang melibatkan besi dan pesawat. Anjing Gurun Nya telah berjuang tanpa henti selama hari.

Dan sekarang ini.

Perkemahan sedikit lebih dari beberapa tenda tersusun sekitar kawah di padang pasir. Industri lampu telah dibentuk pada perancah sekitar lubang kosong. Jenderal telah mengirim dia di sini dengan Anjing elit nya Desert pada apa yang ia mengklaim adalah misi yang paling sensitif dari pemberontakan sampai saat ini. Tapi mereka hanya menemukan sebuah kamp kosong dijaga oleh hanya segelintir tentara Derbaran. Lebih buruk lagi, hanya salah satu petugas Derbaran telah menawarkan informasi penggunaan di bawah interogasi. "War Rock," petugas itu merah karena menangis di tenda interogasi darah berbau busuk. "Proyek ini disebut War Rock." Tapi apa pun "War Rock" itu, petugas tidak mampu untuk menjelaskan apapun di atasnya.

Salah satu letnan Ramazan yang berlari, terengah-engah dan terburu-buru. "Kapten, operasi merebut Derbaran saja terjadi di desa bukit. Penduduk desa mengatakan orang-orang keamanan mengambil seorang pria tua dan anak laki-laki yang melihat sesuatu di kamp ini. "

"Mari kita pergi!" Tertangkap Ramazan snapped.Ramazan 's pria dengan konvoi tiga truk di hamparan tanah selatan jalan desa. Skirmish itu intens namun kontingen keamanan Derbaran jatuh cepat di bawah serangan Anjing Desert '. Mereka menemukan pria tua dan tangan anak terikat dan kaki di bagian belakang salah satu truk. Ramazan telah mereka pindah ke sebuah rumah pertanian terdekat untuk ditanyai.

Orang tua itu berbicara cepat, mulut ompong nya slurring kata-katanya dan matanya lebar ketakutan. Ramazan tidak mengerti dialek orang tua itu dan melihat kepada anak itu untuk terjemahan ketika ia mempertanyakan mereka tentang kamp kosong.

"Ini adalah batu," kata anak itu. "Sebuah batu besar yang jatuh dari langit."

"Sebuah meteor?" Tanya Ramazan, tapi anak itu hanya menatapnya kosong. "Apakah orang tua melihatnya?" Tanyanya.

Anak itu mengangguk. "Dia melihat hal itu. Ini membuat suara seperti guntur dan mengguncang tanah ketika jatuh. Tentara datang sangat segera setelah. Banyak pria dengan senapan, banyak truk. Mereka membangun kamp di sekitarnya "Di sini. Orang tua menambahkan sesuatu. "Ada pria berpakaian putih dan helm," diterjemahkan anak itu. "Para ilmuwan."

"Apakah orang tua dan anak diasingkan," kata Jendral Karmali Ramazan malam itu. "Kami tidak ingin mereka menceritakan kisah-kisah. Dan apa yang Anda dengar tentang bahwa kamp tidak melampaui rantai komando langsung Anda, apakah Anda mengerti? Katakan tidak ada. "

Ramazan mengamati wajah sang jenderal. Dia telah melayani orang ini selama bertahun-tahun, telah mengikutinya dalam perang pertumpahan darah dan perang politik, tapi tidak pernah ia melihat intensitas seperti dalam ekspresi pria itu. "Apa ini War Rock?" Tanya Ramazan tenang.

Alih-alih menjawab, Jenderal Karmali hanya mengatakan, "Dapatkan Anjing Anda bersama-sama. Sebuah tim kecil, cukup kecil untuk mempertahankan postur rahasia. "

"Sebuah tim untuk tujuan apa?" Tanya Ramazan.

"Kau punya sebuah meteor untuk menemukan, Kapten."

Malcolm Black tersentak terjaga oleh goyang dari Land Rover. Jalan-jalan di bagian China ini tidak dirawat dengan baik satu mungkin harapan, dan dia tidak bisa mendapatkan banyak istirahat dalam perjalanan ke bandara. Dia berbalik untuk melihat keluar jendela dan melihat matahari mulai tenggelam. Ini akan menjadi matahari terbit terakhir yang ia akan melihat di China, karena ia akhirnya akan pulang.

Malcolm merogoh jaketnya dan mengeluarkan foto kecil istri dan putrinya, tersenyum padanya di apartemen kecil mereka di New Jersey. Dia telah membawa untuk mengingatkan dirinya mengapa ia mengambil tugas ini; terima kasih kepada biaya konsultan substansial itu ia telah dibayar, mereka akhirnya bisa memiliki hidup yang mereka dambakan.

Beberapa bulan lalu, dia telah dihubungi oleh seorang perwira militer bernama Selik, ia telah mendengar tentang Malcolm dari makalah thesisnya di yellowcake uranium dan aplikasi potensinya untuk penggunaan militer. Berasal dari negara yang relatif tidak dikenal dikenal sebagai Derbaran, Mayor Selik telah menunjukkan bahwa pemerintah memiliki minat dalam uranium R & D dan membutuhkan konsultan. Malcolm tidak pernah tertarik - sampai sang Major menyebutkan tingkat komisi. Untuk memimpin sebuah tim ilmuwan Derbaran melalui laboratorium uranium di selatan Cina, ia akan pulang bebas hutang dan dengan sisa uang yang cukup untuk memberikan kehidupan yang nyaman bagi dirinya dan keluarganya.

Teleponnya berdering sebagai sopirnya ditarik ke bandara.

"Hitam di sini," jawabnya.

"Dr Black, ini Major Selik. Saya menelepon untuk berterima kasih atas usaha Anda di China. Aku telah menerima laporan dari ilmuwan kami dan mereka menyatakan bahwa pelatihan dan keahlian Anda sangatlah berharga bagi mereka "nada Selik adalah resmi., Tapi Black tidak bisa membantu tetapi merasa ada lebih dari telpon sederhana terima kasih.

"Tidak apa-apa, Mayor, hanya melakukan apa yang Anda bayar saya lakukan." Malcolm memilih kata dengan hati-hati. "Aku tidak bermaksud memotong pembicaraan singkat, tapi pesawatku telah tiba dan ..."

"Saya ingin Anda dalam pesawat yang berbeda, Dr Hitam. Kami memiliki kebutuhan Anda dalam Derbaran selama beberapa hari lebih "Ada tepi finalitas dalam pernyataannya.. "Sebelum Anda mengatakan apa-apa, aku ingin kamu mengerti bahwa kunjunganmu ke Derbaran adalah sangat penting untuk negara kita. Anda akan dibayar dua kali lipat apa yang telah kita berikan kepada Anda jika Anda memilih untuk datang, tiket yang menunggu untuk Anda di meja depan. Saya berharap untuk segera bertemu "Telepon terdiam..

Malcolm diam-diam mengamati pesawat ke New York mengambil penerbangan. Dia harus menunggu beberapa hari lagi untuk melihat keluarganya.

Dua hari kemudian ...

"Terima kasih telah datang menemui saya dalam waktu sesingkat itu, Mayor," kata Presiden Zaripov dari belakang meja. Dia memberi isyarat untuk Selik untuk duduk.

"Tentu saja, Sir. Anda selalu dapat mengandalkan saya "Selik mengambil kursi di depan mejanya.. "Apa pertanyaan yang Anda miliki di laporan saya?"

"Sebelum kita sampai ke laporan Anda, katakan padaku bagaimana Black menanggapi tawaran kami," Tanya Zaripov.

"Dia tampaknya baik-baik dengan semuanya. Saya pikir dia bisa dipercaya, ia akan membuat uang yang cukup dalam beberapa hari berikutnya yang akan ditetapkan untuk hidup. Juga, ia tampaknya menjadi pria keluarga setia dan tidak akan melakukan apa pun untuk resiko istri atau anak. "

"Bagus, semua orang senang kemudian." Tersenyum Zaripov. "Sekarang, dikatakan di sini bahwa senjata yang kamu temukan adalah sedikit misteri?"

"Tidak begitu misterius, kita tahu di mana mereka datang dari dan bagaimana mereka dibuat, kita tidak bisa melacak siapa yang membuat mereka. Senjata-senjata ini harus mudah dilacak, karena hanya beberapa perusahaan membuat senjata secanggih ini. Namun, senjata ini tiruan, dibuat dari bagian legal yang dapat kamu temukan dimanapun di planet ini. "

"Jadi N.I.U. adalah membangun senjata terlarang. Bagaimana mereka bisa memiliki sumber daya untuk melakukan itu? "Tanya Zaripov.

"Yah Pak, saya tidak berpikir mereka lakukan. Dugaan saya adalah bahwa mereka sedang dipasok oleh negara atau perusahaan yang memiliki kemampuan untuk melakukannya tepat di bawah hidung kita. Aku masih tidak yakin siapa yang memasok mereka, tapi saya Nightwatch 1 pada rekonstruksi untuk mencari tahu. "

"Baiklah, Selik. Biar saya tahu secepat Anda tahu apa-apa lagi "Zaripov dipecat dia;. Ia tampak kelelahan.

"Tentu saja, Presiden." Kiri Selik kantor kepresidenan. Tindakan yang tidak dapat dijelaskan Karmali itu yang membebani dia, dan dia bisa melihat bahwa Zaripov merasa stres perang lebih dari sebelumnya. Dia harus mendapatkan jawaban sesegera mungkin.

Pada N.I.U. benteng

Umum Karmali memiliki lebih banyak pertanyaan sekarang sebelum mewawancarai saksi mata War Rock. Sementara ia yakin kekuatan dan nilai War Rock, ia tidak dapat menentukan apa itu. Pada saat yang sama, keadaan menjadi tegang bagi NIU suku pemimpin. Mereka berkomitmen untuk penyebabnya, namun mereka adalah takhayul, dan rumor tentang War Rock sebagai tanda kiamat dari surga telah menyebar seperti api. Menambahkan untuk masalah Karmali adalah fakta bahwa Tekan Rakyat entah bagaimana mendapatkan memegang rekening saksi mata, mungkin saat serangan balasan Derbaran untuk mencoba dan memulihkan para saksi.

Karmali mengingat interogasi dengan saksi dari War Rock ...

"Bintang ..." kata anak itu, dengan pandangan kosong di wajahnya.

"Apa yang Anda maksud dengan 'bintang,' Nak?" Tanya Karmali lembut. Para saksi bersimpati kepada N.I.U. menyebabkan pula, tidak ada perlu yang keras.

"Dalam batu tersebut, terlihat seperti penuh bintang ... hanya itu yang aku ingat pak ..."

Semua ini sangat membingungkan Karmali. Dia memanggil Kapten Ramazan.

"General, Anda memanggil saya?" Ujar Ramazan saat ia memasuki kantor Karmali itu.

"Kapten, aku memerlukan bakat Anda." Karmali punya hak untuk titik. "Bawa desert dogs dan dapatkan informasi tentang War Rock. Para Derbaran memiliki segudang informasi rahasia disini, di kota ini "Ia menunjuk sebuah dinding peta dari Republik Derbaran.. "Saya berharap saya tahu lebih banyak, tapi yang aku tahu adalah bahwa fasilitas penyimpanan bernama Temukan 'the bloc.'; Mendapatkan sesuatu yang dapat saya gunakan. Aku bosan berada dalam gelap di sini. "

"Anggap saja dilakukan, Umum. . Saya akan menghubungi Anda segera setelah saya memiliki informasi Anda "Ramazan pergi dengan cepat; ketidaksabaran Karmali menuntut hasil segera.

Selik sangat gembira. Akhirnya beberapa jawaban, pikirnya saat ia berjalan melalui markas luas yang menuju kantor Zaripov itu. Semuanya masuk akal sekarang. Selik bangga akan Nightwatch 1 telah mampu bagi Zaripov. Hanya dengan keberuntungan salah satu letnannya mengenali pria dari Apollo Defense Systems selama pencarian dari NIU pengiriman barang, tampaknya keberuntungan ada di pihaknya today.Apollo Defense Systems adalah sebuah perusahaan multinasional besar yang mampu menyuplai Karmali dengan asset untuk meneruskan perang. Setelah mengenali pria dari Apollo, tidak mengambil banyak penelitian untuk mengonfirmasi bahwa perusahaan itu berinvestasi dalam operasi karmali itu. Zaripov harus tahu tentang hal ini secepat mungkin, ia mungkin bisa menghentikan pengiriman Karmali dari Apollo dalam minggu ini. Akhirnya ia sampai kantor Zaripov itu. Dia mengabaikan jeritan sekretaris protes dan meledak melalui pintu.

"Sir!" Katanya tanpa berpikir. Tapi kantor tersebut kosong; Zaripov tidak ada.

"Seperti saya mencoba untuk memberitahu Anda ..." Sekretaris Zaripov telah mengejarnya, nada suaranya tenang dan wajahnya marah. "Dia tidak di saat ini. Saya dapat menjadwalkan janji untuk secepat dia kembali ... "

Bodoh perempuan. Selik memotong nya sebelum dirinya penting mendapat yang lebih baik dari dirinya. "Ya, lakukan itu. Minta dia menghubungi saya secepat dia bisa, katakan padanya itu mendesak "Dimana dia berada pada saat ini.? Tentunya perang menuntut agar dia tetap dalam perawatan pelindung Nightwatch 1. Bagaimana Zaripov tergelincir bawah radarnya?

Karmali meninggalkan pertemuan yakin bahwa mengambil Apollo Sistem Pertahanan sebagai mitra dalam perang itu salah satu keputusan terbaik yang pernah dibuat. Sesungguhnya, jika bukan untuk Apollo, ia mungkin akan tetap berada di militer, bekerja sebagai anjing piaraan kecil Zaripov itu. Informasi yang mereka telah berbagi dengannya meyakinkannya bahwa Derbaran akan menuju ke jalur kehancuran jika Zaripov diizinkan untuk tetap dalam kendali.

Hari ini Karmali bertemu dengan Apollo tentang pengiriman senjata Derbaran bahwa NIU telah dicegat. Ini senjata baru dan baju besi yang lebih maju dari apa pun NIU telah di gudang, dan Apollo akan meniru desain untuk NIU digunakan.

Telepon berdering, melainkan Ramazan.

"Halo, Kapten. Saya percaya anda memiliki berita baik bagi saya? "Tanya Karmali penuh harap.

"Ya dan tidak, Sir." Ramazan tidak ingin terlalu berharap Karmali terserah.

"Hanya meludah keluar, Ramazan. Jangan malu-malu, "desak Karmali.

"Yah Pak, kami menangkap Bloc tapi kami pergi karena informasi bahwa War Rock dipindahkan dari lokasi saat ini tidak jauh dari Bloc. Salah satu petugas Derbaran retak di bawah interogasi dan memberitahu kami bahwa War Rock ditahan di Khali, yang tidak akan pernah dianggap karena konvensi senjata yang berlangsung ... "

"Dimana anda sekarang, Kapten?" Karmali tahu ada lebih banyak cerita.

"Pada Khali. Konvensi tersebut berakhir beberapa hari lalu, tapi masih ada pasukan kecil Derbaran disini. Kami mengirim tentara Derbaran dan mencari kompleks. War Rock tidak ada di sini ... sudah dipindahkan sebelum kami tiba. Apapun 'war rock' itu, dia bergerak di sekitar banyak. Kami akan mencoba untuk menelusurinya, tapi bala bantuan Derbaran menutup dengan cepat, "jelas Ramazan.

"Baiklah. Baik bekerja, Kapten. Lanjutkan dan mari kita lihat mana itu menuntun kita. Biar saya tahu ketika Anda menemukan lebih banyak "Karmali mempercayai Ramazan lebih dari semua prajurit yang lain., Jadi ia diperbolehkan untuk beroperasi di sendiri tanpa perintah langsung dari atasan.

"Ya, Sir."

Malcolm Black berjongkok di sebuah gang di belakang tempat sampah. Dia telah menunggu di sini untuk hari itu untuk mendapatkan cukup gelap baginya untuk dengan aman bergerak lagi tanpa terlihat. Informasi yang tidak sengaja menemukan tentang "War Rock" harus dirilis ke publik. Malcolm tidak menganggap dirinya untuk menjadi pahlawan, dia juga tidak ingin menjadi satu. Ia akan memberikan informasi ini off di kantor Associated Press, dan kemudian kembali ke posnya di Derbaran lab sebelum ada yang tahu ia pergi. Ia takut, jika ia ditemukan dengan informasi ini ia tahu ia bisa dibunuh.

Ini tidak seperti di film-film, dengan pahlawan enggan memanggil keberanian secara ajaib dari udara tipis. Dia tidak bisa berhenti gemetar, semua dia bisa memikirkan keluarganya di rumah. Hanya taruh dan kembali, Anda akan pulang besok, semuanya akan baik-baik. Dia mulai bergerak ke bawah jalan, hanya beberapa blok kiri untuk pergi sebelum dia ada di sana. Ia mulai tenang sekarang, dia tidak bisa menunggu untuk mendapatkan rumah, dan dua hari terakhir telah intens, baik secara fisik maupun mental. War Rock adalah, menarik serta sangat berbahaya, subjek. Pembangunan obyek tidak seperti yang pernah ia lihat sebelumnya, bahkan metalnya unik. Yang ia tahu pasti adalah bahwa seseorang telah dibangun dan itu mematikan jika disalahgunakan. Keingintahuan naluriah Black membuatnya ingin tetap bekerja pada proyek, ia yakin Hadiah Nobel bisa menjadi miliknya untuk pekerjaan yang dia lakukan selama dua hari terakhir. Hanya berpikir tentang potensi War Rock yang dibuat berputar kepalanya. Tapi ia bisa tahu bahwa itu akan digunakan untuk perang dan perebutan kekuasaan, setidaknya, itu adalah jalan yang Zaripov dan Karmali dipilih.

Dia hampir ke kantor. Dalam tergesa-gesa, ia berbelok begitu cepat ia hampir menabrak seorang pria tunawisma.

"Maaf, maaf ..." Malcolm meminta maaf.

"Tidak apa-apa. Kebetulan Anda bisa meluangkan mengubah? "Tanya transien.

"Maaf, saya tidak punya apa-apa pada saya ... Saya sedang terburu-buru saat aku pergi." Malcolm naik tangga ke dalam kegelapan malam saat ia mendengar klik jelas dari pistol dimuat. Malcolm berbalik dan melihat pria tunawisma memegang pistol dibungkam menunjuk langsung pada dirinya. "Saya benar-benar tidak punya uang ..."

"Itu apa, aku hanya ingin dokumen yang di jaketmu." Malcolm tahu bahwa dia tidak punya pilihan selain untuk memberikan dokumen tersebut.

"Oke." Menyerahkan Dia dokumen itu. "Aku hanya melakukan apa yang saya pikir benar, tolong jangan ..." Tapi ia tidak pernah menyelesaikan kalimatnya.

Pembunuh itu tersembunyi dokumen dalam mantelnya, meletakkan lengan bajunya ke mulutnya dan berkata "Paket diperoleh" ke radio tersembunyi.

Malcolm meninggal dengan tenang di jalanan, pikiran terakhirnya keluarganya.

"Karmali, terima kasih untuk membuat waktu untuk berbicara dengan saya, saya baru saja beberapa pertanyaan." Ramazan berbicara pelan ke telepon sel; ia sedang menyamar, meneliti fasilitas yang mungkin menjadi tempat War Rock.

"Seperti biasa, saya akan menjawab Anda untuk yang terbaik dari kemampuan saya." Karmali menjawab dengan bijaksana. Ramazan sedang dalam bisnis rahasia jadi dia mengerti Karmali tidak mungkin memberitahu dia segalanya.

"Saya membaca koran hari ini. Tampaknya ilmuwan amerika terbunuh kemarin malam di luar gedung pers setengah mil dari tempat saya duduk "Ramazan khawatir bahwa ia tahu apa-apa tentang kehadiran ini ilmuwan di Derbaran.. "Apakah Anda tahu ia ada disini?"

"Aku tidak." Menjawab Karmali. "Tampaknya Zaripov telah berhasil menyembunyikannya dari kita saat dia disini. Dia dibunuh oleh partner rahasia kita; pria itu tahu terlalu banyak ".

"Kalau begitu, apakah mereka mendapat apa yang mereka inginkan darinya? Aku masih bertanya-tanya tentang motivasi dari partner kita. Apakah mereka secara pribadi terkait dengan War Rock? Apakah mereka kehilangan "Ramazan dan Karmali menari di sekitar nama Apollo karena itu penting bahwa pengaruh mereka di NIU? tetap rahasia.

"Jangan khawatir tentang motivasi mereka." Karmali meyakinkan dia. "Percayalah ketika saya mengatakan bahwa saya memiliki mereka di bawah kontrol. Apa yang mereka tahu, aku tahu.

"Saya berharap demikian, karena saya tidak mempercayai mereka. Mereka tahu bahwa ia ada disini saat kita tidak. Mengapa mereka tidak memberitahu kami? "Tanya Ramazan.

"Mereka harus bertindak cepat untuk menemukannya. Menginformasikan kita akan perlu sebagai hasilnya akan menjadi sama. "Karmali menjelaskan. "Ramazan, Aku tidak membutuhkan Anda untuk mempercayai mereka. Hanya percaya padaku bahwa aku tahu apa yang saya lakukan. Aku akan membutuhkan kekuatan Anda dalam beberapa hari mendatang. Hal-hal sekitar untuk mendapatkan yang sangat menarik ... "

Akhir.

Read more »

Harga Airsoft

G&P Products

(GP035)ACOG Type 4x32 Scope---2,1jt

(GP487)TA31(A) 4x32 Scope---2,2jt

(GP039)7mm Bearing Gearbox---725rb

(GP047A)Ready Mag---600rb

(GP077)M16A2 Stock---550rb

(GP077A)M16A2 Stock(OD)---550rb

(GP077S) M16A2 Stock(Sand)---550rb

(GP159)G36 Carry Handle with 3.5x Scope---1jt

(GP174B)M4A1 Metal Body(Colt M4A1)(B Type)---1,65jt

(GP181X)SPR Metal Body---

(GP183B)M4 Spacial Edition Metal Body For Seal team (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP185)M16VN Metal Body---1,65jt

(GP186)M16A1 Metal Body---1,65jt

(GP237)M203 Grenade Launcher For Marui M4 (Short)---2jt

(GP245)M16VN Flash Hider---250rb

(GP325)30mm Military Red Dot Sight Mount For MP5&G3---600rb

(GP330)SPR Grip with Heat Sink End Set (Black)---350rb

(GP331)SPR Grip with Heat Sink End Set (OD)---350rb

(GP332)SPR Grip with Heat Sink End Set (Sand)---350rb

(GP372)M4 Ras Front Set---1,6jt

(GP396)OEF Series USMC Goggle (3mm PC Glasses) (Black)---250rb

(GP397)OEF Series USMC Goggle (3mm PC Glasses) (Sand)---250rb

(GP413)RAS Slim Rail Cover (Black)---250rb

(GP414)RAS Slim Rail Cover (OD)---250rb

(GP415)RAS Slim Rail Cover (SAND)---250rb

(GP442B)M14 RAS Kit with Military Type 30mm Red Dot Sight---1,4jt

(GP456)AK GP25 Grenade Launcher---1,75jt

(GP475B)CQB/R Sling Adaptor w Bungee Sling (Black)(M4)---225rb

(GP475O)CQB/R Sling Adaptor w Bungee Sling (OD)(M4)---225rb

(GP475S)CQB/R Sling Adaptor w Bungee Sling (Sand)(M4)---225rb

(GP498)Lower Side Rail Attachment---250rb

(GP511)QD Adaptor---300rb

(GP512)QD Side Rail---300rb

(GP513A)AK RAS Folding Grip (Black)---200rb

(GP513B)AK RAS Folding Grip (OD)---200rb

(GP513C)AK RAS Folding Grip (Sand)---20rb

(GP528)G36 Sniper Style Folding Buttstock)---950rb

(GP530C)Scorpion Series Flash Light---900rb

(GP531B)Scorpion Series Aiming Laser with Flashlight (Green Dot)---2,1jt

(GP533)QD Raising Mount Base---300rb

(GP537B)M4 Blackwater Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP538B)Fire Pig Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP539B)Navy Style Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP540B)M4 Troy Style Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP542B)Zombie Killer Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP545B)Special Forces 100M Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP546B)Air Force Rescue Metal Body (B Type)---1,25jt

(GP560)Motor Gear---80rb

(GP572)Special Force Goggle (Black)---400rb

(GP588)Special Force Goggle (Sand)---400rb

(GP601B)HK416 Type Fix Stock (Black)---550rb

(GP601O)HK416 Type Fix Stock (OD)---550rb

(GP601S)HK416 Type Fix Stock (Sand)---550rb

(GP606O)M16Sniper Grip (OD)---550rb

(GP606S)M16Sniper Grip (Sand)---550rb

(GP607B)Military Type 30mm Red Dot Sight Cover (Black)---150rb

(GP607O)Military Type 30mm Red Dot Sight Cover (OD)---150rb

(GP607S)Military Type 30mm Red Dot Sight Cover (Sand)---150rb

(GP640)AK Slant Compensator---180rb

(GP645)30mm Red Dot Sight Straight Mount (New Type)---400rb

(GP660)MK18 Mod O 30mm Red Dot Straight Mount---500rb

(GP671B)Raider Foregrip (Black)---250rb

(GP671O)Raider Foregrip (OD)---250rb

(GP671S)Raider Foregrip (Sand)---250rb

(GP690)M120 High Speed Motor---400rb

(GP691)M140 High Torque Motor---550rb

(GP710B)Knight’s Type Sniper Stock (Back)---925rb

(GP710O)Knight’s Type Sniper Stock (OD)---925rb

(GP710S)Knight’s Type Sniper Stock (Sand)---925rb

(GP711B)TD M16 Grip with Heat Sink End Set (Black)---300rb

(GP711O)TD M16 Grip with Heat Sink End Set (OD)---300rb

(GP711S)TD M16 Grip with Heat Sink End Set (Sand)---300rb

(GP714B)M4 QD Grip (Black)---425rb

(GP714O)M4 QD Grip (OD)---425rb

(GP714S)M4 QD Grip (Sand)---425rb

(GP724A)Multi Purpose Side Rail Mount---300rb

(GP724B)Dual Offset Rail Interface---250rb

(GP777)SPR NSWC Type Silencer (Clockwise)---850rb

(GP265S)RAS II Front Set (Short) 2,7jt

(GP265L)RAS II Front Set (Long) 2,7jt

(GP072)M4A1 RAS Short Kit---1,75jt

(GP073)M4A1 RAS Medium Kit---1,75jt

(GP497)G36K Front set---1,1jt

(GP103)MP5 RAS Kit DX Version 1,3jt

King Arms Product

(KA-AD-01)Sil Adapter(14mm- > 14mm+)---175rb

(KA-AD-02)Sil Adapter(14mm+ > 14mm-)---175rb

(KA-AD-AUG-01)AUG Sil Adapter (14mm+)---150rb

(KA-AD-AUG-02)AUG Sil Adapter (14mm-)---150rb

(KA-AD-G36C-01)G36C Sil Adapter (14- > 14+)---175rb

(KA-AD-G36C-02)G36C Sil Adapter (14+ > 14-)---175rb

(KA-AD-M4-01)M4 Sil Adapter (14mm+)---225rb

(KA-AD-M4-02)M4 Sil Adapter (14mm-)---225rb

(KA-AD-MP5-01)MP5A4/A5 Sil Adapter (14mm+)---150rb

(KA-AD-MP5-02)MP5A4/A5 Sil Adapter (14mm-)---150rb

(KA-AD-MP5-03)MP5K PDW Sil Adapter (14mm+)---150rb

(KA-AD-MP5-04)MP5K PDW Sil Adapter (14mm+)---150rb

(KA-AK-04-C)Double Side AK Magazine Catch-C---200rb

(KA-AK-04-D)Tactical AK Magazine Catch-D---200rb

(KA-BA-04)Bipod Adaptor for 20mm rail----225rb

(KA-BL-02-BK)XL Size BB Loader – Black---150rb

(KA-BP-03)Universal Folding Rifle Bipod---825rb

(KA-BP-04)AK/AKS Bipod---825rb

(KA-CG-02)Nomex Head Cover---260rb

(KA-CG-06)KEVLAR HOOD---260rb

(KA-FH-01)SPR Flash Hider---475rb

(KA-FH-02)Steel Flash Hider – MP5A4/A5---250rb

(KA-FH-04)Steel MP5 PDW QD Flash Hider---525rb

(KA-FH-07-C)KX3 Flash Suppressor/AL/ +---500rb

(KA-FH-09-A)KFH Flash Suppressor/LW/ ----375rb

(KA-FH-09-C)KFH Flash Suppressor/LW/ +---375rb

(KA-FH-10-A)KFH Flashider-14mm(-)---450rb 

(KA-FH-10-C)KFH Flashider-14mm(+)---450rb

(KA-FH-14)Vltor Compensator 1st Model---550rb

(KA-FH-15)Phantom 5C1 Flash Suppressor---325rb

(KA-FH-16)Phantom 5C2 Flash Suppressor---375rb

(KA-FH-18)Rebar Cutter Flash Hider /LW---450rb

(KA-FH-19)Troy Medieval Muzzle Brake---400rb

(KA-FH-20)2005 Knights Type Flash Hider---300rb

(KA-FH-21)AK74 Flash Hider---200rb

(KA-FH-22)POF Flash Hider---400rb

(KA-FH-23)PRI MSTN QCB Muzzle Brake---400rb

(KA-FL-01)VLI Tactical Illuminator---850rb

(KA-FL-02-BK)M3 TACTICAL ILLUMINATOR-BK---575rb

(KA-FL-02-DE)M3 TACTICAL ILLUMINATOR-DE---575rb

(KA-FL-02-OD)M3 TACTICAL ILLUMINATOR-OD---575rb

(KA-FS-01-A)T’cal Steel Flip Up Front Sight---800rb 

(KA-FS-01-B)T’cal Flip Up Front Sight for M4---800rb

(KA-FS-02)Flip-up Sight for 20mm Rail---550rb

(KA-FS-03-A)PRI Flip-Up Sight (Type A)---450rb

(KA-FS-03-B)PRI Flip-Up Sight (Type B)---550rb

(KA-FS-04)M16 Front Sight---250rb

(KA-FS-05)Folding Battle Front Sight---375rb

(KA-GB-04)6mm Gear Box Ver 2---350rb

(KA-GB-05)7mm Gear Box Ver 2---600rb

(KA-LS-02)L250 Laser---575rb

(KA-M4-07-B)Charg’ Handle with Big Latch---200rb

(KA-M4-08-B)Trigger Guard (Wide Tye) for M4---125rb

(KA-M4-08-C) Trigger Guard (SPR Tye) for M4---150rb

(KA-M4-10)Trigger for M4 Series---100rb

(KA-M4-11)Selector Lever for M4 Series---100rb

(KA-M4-12)Bolt Catch for M4 Series---100rb

(KA-M4-14)Big Latch for M4 Charg’ Handle---125rb

(KA-M4-20-B01)M16 Metal Body – BUSH MASTER---1,25jt

(KA-M4-20-D01) M16 Metal Body - DANIEL DEFENSE---1,5jt

(KA-M4-20-F01) M16 Metal Body – FN---1,5jt

(KA-M4-20-H01)M16 Metal Body – HK M4---1,5jt

(KA-M4-20-N01) M16 Metal Body – NOVESKE---1,6jt

(KA-M4-20-O01) M16 Metal Body – OLYMPIC ARMS---1,25jt

(KA-M4-20-S01) M16 Metal Body – N.S.W---1,25jt

(KA-M4-20-T01) M16 Metal Body – TROY---1,5jt

(KA-M4-26)M4 Low Profile Gas Block Type 2---280rb

(KA-MASK-04)Mask (Half)---250rb

(KA-MASK-04-OD)Neoprene Mask (Half) OD---250rb

(KA-MB-03)M4 QD Throw Lever Mount Base---450rb

(KA-MB-08) Tri-Mount Flattop Mount---400rb

(KA-MB-09)Tri-Mount Carring Handle Mount---400rb

(KA-MB-12)QD Throw Lever Dovetail Mount---225rb

(KA-OB-01)”14.5” Outer Barrel---675rb 

(KA-OB-01)”10.5” Outer Barrel---600rb

(KA-OB-01)”11.5” Outer Barrel---650rb

(KA-OB-01)”16.0” Outer Barrel---775rb

(KA-OB-01)”20.05” Outer Barrel---875rb

(KA-PIN-01)Pin Set for M16/M4---100rb

(KA-RAS-13-A)AK Gas Tube Optic Mount---900rb

(KA-RAS-13-C)AK RAS Full Set---1,8jt

(KA-RAS-17-DX)AK-47/745 Rail System DX Ver.---2jt

(KA-RAS-17-STD-BK)X47 5-Rails Mount Sys/Std Ver.---1,2jt

(KA-RAS-17-STD-DE)X47 5-Rails Mount Sys/Std Ver.---1,25jt

(KA-RAS-17-STD-OD)X47 5-Rails Mount Sys/Std Ver.---1,35jt

(KA-RC-01-BK)KA-Rail Cover-BK---330rb

(KA-RC-01-OD)KA-Rail Cover-OD---330rb

(KA-RC-01-TAN)KA-Rail Cover-TAN---330rb

(KA-RC-09-BK)Rail Cover – 9 Ribs/Black---100rb

(KA-RC-09-OD)Rail Cover – 9 Ribs/OD---100rb

(KA-RC-09-TA)Rail Cover – 9 Ribs/TAN---100rb

(KA-RC-10-BK)Rail Cover – 6 Ribs/Black---100rb

(KA-RC-10-OD)Rail Cover – 6 Ribs/OD----100rb

(KA-RC-10-TA)Rail Cover – 6 Ribs/TAN---100rb

(KA-RC-11-BK)Rail Cover – 5 Ribs/Black---100rb

(KA-RC-11-OD)Rail Cover – 5 Ribs/OD---100rb

(KA-RC-11-TA)Rail Cover – 5 Ribs/TAN---100rb

(KA-RC-14-BK)Rail Cover – 3 Ribs/Black---250rb

(KA-RS-02)M4 Rear Sight Frame---250rb

(KA-RS-06)Folding Battle Rear Sight---350rb

(KA-Scope-03)Red Dot Scope w L Shape Mount---600rb

(KA-Scope-04)Green/Red Dot Scope w/QR Mount---700rb

(KA-Scope-12)1X40 Red/Green Dot Scope---750rb

(KA-SIL-04)LW Silencer -335x40mm---425rb

(KA-SIL-05)CQB Silencer for MP5K/PDW---375rb

(KA-SIL-06)H&K Pro Silencer---425rb

(KA-SIL-08-05)LW Silencer US Army---250rb

(KA-SIL-08-06)LW Silencer US Force---250rb

(KA-SIL-09)H&K Pro Silencer -35mmx80mm---400rb

(KA-SIL-10)H&K Pro Silencer -35mmx120mm---400rb

(KA-SIL-11)LW Slim Silencer -200x30mm---475rb

(KA-SIL-12)LW Slim Silencer -250x30mm---500rb

(KA-SIL-15)LW Slim Silencer -150x30mm---400rb

(KA-SIL-17)Socom MK23 Silencer(+)---375rb

(KA-SIL-18) Socom MK23 Silencer(-)---375rb

(KA-SIL-20)OPS Model 3rd MBS Silencer 230---650rb

(KA-SIL-21)OPS Model 3rd MBS Silencer 320---750rb

(KA-SIL-22)OPS 12th Model Silencer SPR FH---650rb

(KA-SIL-24)OPS Model 3rd MB Silencer (230)M733---775rb

(KA-SIL-25)MP5 QD Silencer---775rb

(KA-SIL-26)OPS 15Th Model CQB Sil(185)14mm---500rb

(KA-SIL-27a)M14 Silencer w/ Flash Hider(2T)---850rb

(KA-SIL-28)Troy M4 CQB-SPC Silencer---850rb

(KA-SIL-31)OPS Model 3rd MBS Silencer---500rb

(KA-SIL-32)M4 DC Silencer /w Flash Hider---875rb

(KA-SK-04)M14 RAS (Full)---950rb

(KA-SL-01)Tactical Assault Sling---225rb

(KA-SL-01-OD)Tactical Assault Sling-OD---225rb

(KA-SL-02-BK)Tactical One Point Sling---225rb

(KA-SL-02-OD) Tactical One Point Sling-OD---225rb

(KA-SL-1860-OD)Tactical Bungee Sling-OD---225rb

(KA-STOCK-04-BK-B)MOD Stock-BK w/Marking---1,1jt

(KA-STOCK-04-OD-B)MOD Stock-OD w/Marking---1,1jt

(KA-STOCK-06-BK)M16 Fixed Stock BK---550rb

(KA-STOCK-06-OD)M16 Fixed Stock OD---550rb

(KA-STOCK-08-BK-A)M4 Clubfoot Stock/BK/w/Pipe---1,1jt

(KA-STOCK-08-DE-A)M4 Clubfoot Stock/DE/w/Pipe---1,1jt

(KA-STOCK-08-OD-A)M4 Clubfoot Stock/OD/w/Pipe---1,1jt

(KA-STOCK-11)AKS Fold Stock Bulgarian Style---900rb

(KA-TG-01-BK)Tactical Grip for RAS-BK---450rb

(KA-TG-01-OD)Tactical Grip for RAS-OD---450rb

(KA-TG-01-TAN)Tactical Grip for RAS-TAN---450rb

(KA-TG-02-BK)Target Grip---550rb

(KA-TG-02-OD)Target Grip-OD---550rb

(KA-TG-02-TA)Target Grip-TAN---550rb

(KA-TG-03-BK)Reinforced Pistol Grip-BK---250rb

(KA-TG-03-OD)Reinforced Pistol Grip-OD---250rb

(KA-TG-04-BK)Reinforced Pistol Grip-BK---250rb

(KA-TG-04-OD)Reinforced Pistol Grip-OD---250rb

(KA-TG-04-TAN)Reinforced Pistol Grip-TAN---250rb

(KA-TG-08-BK)Vertical Fore Grip-BK---250rb

(KA-TG-08-OD)Vertical Fore Grip-OD---250rb

(KA-TG-11-BK)Folding Fore Grip-BK---325rb

(KA-TG-11-DE) Folding Fore Grip-DE---325rb

(KA-TG-11-OD) Folding Fore Grip-OD---325rb

(KA-TG-15-BK)G16 Std Pistol Grip for M4-BK---300rb

(KA-TG-15-DE)G16 Std Pistol Grip for M4-DE---300rb

(KA-TG-15-OD)G16 Std Pistol Grip for M4-OD---300rb

(KA-TG-18-DE)Vertical Fore Grip Shorty-DE---300rb

(KA-TG-08-OD)Vertical Fore Grip Shorty-OD---300rb

HERO ARMS

(C001) Hero Arms C-MAG(M16) ---1.100.000

(C002) Hero Arms C-MAG(G36) ---1.100.000

(C004) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (M16)(sound control) ---1.500.000

(C008) Hero Arms PEQ2 BATTERY BOX ---300.000

(C010) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (MP5)(sound control) ---1.500.000

(C015) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (M16) (Push Button) ---1.200.000

(C016) Hero Arms AK Electric Drum Magazine ---1.400.000

(C017) Hero Arms AK Electric Drum Magazine(sound control) ---1.700.000

(C001S) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (M16) Sound Vol. ---1.500.000

(C018) Hero Arms Double Mag - G36 (sound control version) ---1.500.000

(C020) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (M14)(Sound Control) ---1.500.000

(C023) Hero Arms Double Mag - G36 (Push Button version) ---1.250.000

(C024) Hero Arms Bipod Grip ---350.000

(C025) Hero Arms 3000rd Electric Drum Mag (M16 version) ---1.100.000

(C026) Hero Arms 3000rd Electric Drum Mag (G36 version) ---1.100.000

(C028) Hero Arms 3000rd Electric Drum Mag (AK version) ---1.100.000

(C029) Hero Arms Modular Buttstock ---900.000

(C033) Hero Arms Electric Double Mag (M14)(Push Button) ---1.250.000

(S001) Hero Arms STRAT-2 AK Electric Drum Magazine ---1.300.000

Read more »

Warrock Review

The Good

• A couple of different modes to choose from  
• Occasionally intense gameplay on a bunch of decent maps.

The Bad

• The core shooting action is underwhelming  
• Nonfunctional features, lag, and frequent crashes  
• Bizarre real-life economic model rewards cash over skill  
• Dated production values.

It's true what they say about getting what you pay for. Well, at least some of the time. You can still download War Rock for free, much as you could when the online first-person shooter was in its official beta stages. As a free game, it's a serviceable Battlefield-series substitute with a surprisingly large community and enough decent qualities to make it worth the download. But in a retail package that costs money, its appeal spirals downward fast, thanks to its broken features, bland shooting action, and weak production values.

Like most online shooters, there's a shell of a story behind War Rock. In this case, civil war in the fictional country of Derbaran has erupted. The rebels of the National Independence unit have taken up arms against the Derbaran army, and there's apparently some kind of conspiracy involving a meteor driving the action, at least according to the game's official Web site. Not that any of this has any bearing on the game. In War Rock, your goal is to shoot guys in the face.

It's a little more complex than that, actually. There are a couple of different modes of play, depending on whether you like your shooters to be small, medium, or large. Counter-Strike players will take to the close-quarters-combat option, which features the game mode "explosive." On these maps, the Derbaran team plants and protects an explosive in a designated spot, while the NIU team must defuse it. The urban ops and battle-group maps, on the other hand, rip a page right out of the Battlefield 2 template. Here, each team fights over an assortment of flags that function as spawn points. Your goal is to whittle down the opposing team's score by capturing flags and killing enemy players.

Some of the basic elements of the maps and modes are solid in and of themselves. The maps are well made, with a good assortment of open areas and confined spaces. Conturas features a central island connected to the mainland with four bridges and focuses on vehicular transport and combat; Alberon is set in a historical ruin where most of the action rages over a central area of ravaged stone pillars. Like the other maps, they are organized well and keep firefights focused in the right places. The problem with War Rock isn't so much in the setup as it is in the execution, starting with the core shooting mechanics and balancing. There are five professions to choose from: assault, medic, engineer, sniper, and heavy trooper. They all have their ostensible uses, but snipers and assaults drive combat to the extent that medics and engineers are rare commodities, and the woefully underpowered heavy troopers simply can't hold a candle to the armored vehicles they're supposed to defend against.

There's nothing intrinsically satisfying about shooting in War Rock. The sound effects are tinny and ineffective, and whether you're the victim or the victor, there's no real feeling of impact when bullets find their target. The lack of a secondary fire on most weapons is yet another factor that points to the game's low-budget roots and stripped-down nature. The vehicular combat is a bit more balanced, and most of the game's rewarding moments are in the fearsome tank showdowns or in the air. Ultraforgiving controls give helicopters and bombers an arcadelike feel, and all of the vehicles control smoothly with a mouse and keyboard, so you shouldn't feel the need to break out the joystick once you leave the ground.

You aren't stuck with the meager weapon loadout you start with. As you play War Rock, you level up and earn dinar, the in-game currency, which you then use to lease other weapons or items. No, you don't get to purchase them. Instead, you rent them for a week or a month, and when your lease is up, they're removed from your arsenal. The higher your level, the better the weapons you have to choose from. It's an interesting way to encourage player loyalty, since you need to keep playing to earn more currency, but it's also a great way to frustrate new players. Even if you're an experienced online soldier, you'll often fall victim to the overpowering weaponry of higher-level players when you first begin.

When you combine this system with real-world money, it's hard to shake the feeling that you didn't buy a mediocre game as much as you invested in a shady pyramid scheme. The retail version of War Rock includes a nice set of maps, a couple of cheap dog tags, and a few in-game goodies, like the mostly pointless M134 minigun. But you also get a free one-month subscription to the game--which makes you wonder exactly what you are subscribing to. As it turns out, signing up with your credit card earns you XP bonuses, a monthly allotment of dinar, the ability to create password-protected servers, or even another weapon slot, depending on which service you subscribe to. You can even purchase in-game currency with real money. But when you pay, you aren't paying for the game or the privilege of playing: You're paying either to gain an advantage because you get the good weapons, or to access features you'd expect to already be included in an online FPS. And in some cases, you're paying for features that don't work.

Nonfunctional features are a hallmark of the War Rock experience. Paying the monthly fee earns you the ability to register a clan, yet the clan system hasn't actually been coded into the game yet, so all the promises in the manual and on the official Web site of clan tournaments and player rankings are currently empty ones. There's apparently a Battlefield-inspired squad system in there somewhere, too, but it doesn't work, so unless you're playing with friends using a TeamSpeak server or somehow find an orderly team with a strong leader, everything's a disorganized madhouse. Even an entire game mode that's evidently supposed to exist, the free-for-all mode described in the manual, is nowhere to be found. This is all in addition to the frequent and severe lag and numerous crashes that will have you pulling your hair out several times during any given gaming session.

Until a recent patch, the shader options in the retail release didn't work on multiple test systems. Unfortunately, the game was better off without them. No amount of bloom lighting or star glow can make War Rock look attractive, and turning them on just makes everything look blurry and run poorly. Textures are low resolution and weapon and vehicle models are chunky--more on par with Joint Operations than more modern games. War Rock's not exactly ugly, but it is noticeably dated, although its low system requirements allow it to run on a variety of systems without many performance issues. The limp sound effects don't do the game any favors either, since the audio doesn't scream Saving Private Ryan as much as it says GI Joe. The menu music and voice-over cues that inform you of events like a flag capture are fine, though.

There are some quality gaming moments to be had in War Rock, though that's more due to the proven gameplay that made Counter-Strike and Battlefield successful than anything new that War Rock brings to the table. And thanks to its nonpaying player base, the game's large community isn't apt to diminish anytime soon. But as a retail product, it's too broken and derivative to be worth purchasing over its superior competitors. Just bear in mind that if you buy the retail box, you aren't getting an inherently better game than the free version--you're purchasing the chance to get better weapons and items than the players that didn't spend a nickel.

Read more »

Warrock Story

Warrock chapter 1 and 2
( English )

In the northern tribal regions of the Republic of Derbaran, a small town began to stir as the pink light of dawn colored the desert mountaintops in the distance. Bakers and merchants, midwives and school teachers emerged from their mud brick homes to begin their day. As always, they threw nervous glances at the razor wire and concrete compound of the Derbaran military depot that squatted below a yellow banner just beyond the village. The coexistence was an uncomfortable one; the Derbaran government had little love for the tribal minorities in the area. Cries of alarm rose from the men stationed at the depot when a column of tanks and trucks crested a rise. They flew green banners, the colors of the National Independence Union, the rebel coalition of minority tribes. But these were not poor peasants with cheap rifles. The Derbaran soldiers scrambled in panic as the NIU tanks rained explosive rounds on the ammo depot, shattering concrete bunkers and crushing soldiers beneath a hail of rubble. NIU trucks disgorged scores of men who peppered the defensive positions with small arms fire. When it was over, the only sound came from the crackle of flames and the screams of wounded and dying Derbaran soldiers. The villagers slowly emerged from hiding. They gasped when they recognized the man who climbed from the lead tank and stood on the turret to address them. Even in this small village, the televisions in the tea houses and shops had shown his face many times. He was General Ikram Karmali, decorated officer of the Derbaran military and military advisor to the President. The pride of the Derbaran military had become a rebel.
“My people,” General Karmali said, “I cannot stand by any longer while President Zaripov and his government oppress us. I renounce my allegiance to Zaripov. The NIU will take this country back!”
The helicopter touched down amid a dusty whirlwind at the NIU operating base. Captain Ramazan, commander of NIU's special forces unit called the Desert Dogs, climbed from the helicopter and strode through the dust. Salutes snapped at him from both sides. He had earned this respect with his blood, spending ten years in the Derbaran military under General Karmali before they had both defected to the NIU. Many of the men here who saluted him had served under him before the rebellion. They were battle tested, hardened men. But there were others here too, the goatherds and farmers who fought only because they believed in the cause.
The NIU was not short on heart. What they had been short on was weapons. Even the People's Press, the underground newspaper that was the voice of the rebellion, had openly questioned whether the few tanks and weapons General Karmali had brought from the military would be enough to pose a serious threat to the Derbaran government.
And then the mysterious deliveries had begun.
A convoy of trucks was rumbling out of the encampment back to wherever they had come from, their mysterious payload of crates stacked neatly beside the armory. Already men were prying them open and removing the weapons from their packing. They were the reason Ramazan had come.
In his temporary headquarters General Karmali was whispering quietly with a handful of his commanders. The general dismissed them with a terse gesture when Ramazan entered.
“Don’t ask me any questions, my friend,” the general preempted him.
Ramazan pulled the folded piece of paper from his breast pocket and scanned it. “Assault rifles, pistols, rocket launchers, all dropped at a half dozen of our operating bases that are supposed to be secret,” he said. “And I hear talk of vehicles too. Armor. Even aircraft.”
“No questions,” the general repeated.
“At least tell me where they’re coming from,” Ramazan said. “How are they getting through the borders?”
“The people supplying us have the funds and the contacts to make it all possible,” the general said. “What matters is that we are armed well enough to stand a serious chance against the Derbaran military. Without the help of these friends, we wouldn't have much of a chance. You know that as well as I do.”
“But why should they help us?” Ramazan demanded. “What the hell do they care about our little rebellion? This is a domestic matter.”
General Karmali only smiled. “Let’s just say they have a vested interest in the NIU winning the war. Now take up those arms and call out your Dogs, Ramazan. There’s a war on.”
Major Selik sat at the boardroom table reading a newspaper, looking for all the world like an accountant waiting to see a client. As the head of the Derbaran military’s Security Services arm and leader of the elite Nightwatch 1 strike team, looking innocuous had served him well.
He tossed down the newspaper. The Derbaran National Press Agency had gotten wind of President Zaripov pulling resources from the country’s many oil operations to redeploy them to the much smaller uranium mining sector. There were, as expected, questions. Of course Zaripov could have had the story squashed. But that would have caused rumors. And the president had made it very clear how much he wanted to avoid rumors right now.
President Zaripov and his cadre of advisors swept into the room.
“With all due respect, Mr. President,” the portly Minister of Economy was saying, “the blow to our revenues is too much. You can’t take that much manpower away from oil. Uranium doesn’t provide us with adequate cash flow. And we’ll need funds for this war.”
“I’m not concerned about revenues just now,” the President responded. “Uranium will soon become a much more important component of our national security.” The Minister began to retort but the President held up a hand for silence. “I won’t discuss it further.”
There was a rumble in the distance. Selik gazed through the balcony doors and, on the horizon, saw the black column of smoke rising. The war was spreading, with NIU forces striking at highways, power plants, the harbor. They were hitting all the strategic points they were expected to hit, and no one quite knew how they had come to be so well armed. And yet they were behaving erratically, sending units to far-flung locations. It was strange.
“Everyone out,” President Zaripov said. “I need to speak with Major Selik.”
As his advisors filed out of the room, Zaripov approached Selik. “I have a job for your Nightwatch 1, Major,” the president said.
“Anything, Mr. President.”
“You know of a certain recovery project that has been ongoing in the desert region north of the Republic Highway?”
Major Selik hesitated only a moment before nodding. He had not been briefed into the project, of course, but there was little that escaped his awareness as head of Security Services. “I must confess I don’t know any details, only that there is such a project ongoing.”
“There is village near the project site. Make sure there are no witnesses there that the NIU might get their hands on.”
“Of course.”
The president smiled. “I knew I could count on you, Selik.”
As the president swept out of the room with his gaggle of suited advisors in tow, Major Selik frowned at the black smoke rising on the horizon. He wondered what mysterious project in the desert could be more important than holding their ground against the NIU.
Captain Ramazan’s boots felt like someone had filled them with lead. The war was growing. What had begun as a handful of small unit operations – planting explosives, ambushes, and so forth – had become a series of battles involving armor and aircraft. His Desert Dogs had been fighting nonstop for days.
And now this.
The encampment was little more than a handful of tents arrayed around a crater in the desert. Industrial lights had been set up on scaffolding around the empty hole. The general had sent him here with his elite Desert Dogs on what he claimed was the most sensitive mission of the rebellion to date. But they had only found an empty camp guarded by only a handful of Derbaran soldiers. Worse, only one of the Derbaran officers had offered any information of use under interrogation. “War Rock,” the officer had blubbered in the blood-stinking interrogation tent. “The project is called War Rock.” But whatever “War Rock” was, the officer had been unable to shed any light on it.
One of Ramazan’s lieutenants ran up, breathless and harried. “Captain, a Derbaran snatch operation just happened in the village over the hill. The villagers say the security men took an old man and a boy who saw something at this camp.”
“Let’s go!” Ramazan snapped.Ramazan’s men caught up with the convoy of three trucks on a stretch of dirt road south of the village. The skirmish was intense but the Derbaran security contingent fell quickly under the Desert Dogs’ assault. They found the old man and boy bound hand and foot in the rear of one of the trucks. Ramazan had them moved into a nearby farmhouse for questioning.
The old man spoke rapidly, his toothless mouth slurring his words and his eyes wide with fear. Ramazan could not understand the old man’s dialect and looked to the boy for translation as he questioned them about the empty camp.
“It was a rock,” the boy said. “A big rock that fell from the heavens.”
“A meteor?” Ramazan asked, but the boy only stared at him blankly. “Did the old man see it?” he asked.
The boy nodded. “He saw it. It made a noise like thunder and shook the ground when it fell. The army came very soon after. Many men with rifles, many trucks. They built the camp around it.” Here the old man added something. “There were men in white suits and helmets,” the boy translated. “Scientists.”
“Have the old man and boy sequestered,” General Karmali told Ramazan later that night. “We don’t want them telling tales. And what you heard about that camp does not go beyond your immediate chain of command, do you understand? Tell no one.”
Ramazan studied the general’s face. He had served this man for many years, had followed him into wars of bloodshed and wars of politics, but never had he seen such intensity in the man’s expression. “What is this War Rock?” Ramazan asked quietly.
Instead of answering, General Karmali said only, “Get your Dogs together. A small team, small enough to maintain a clandestine posture.”
“A team for what purpose?” Ramazan asked.
“You’ve got a meteor to find, Captain.”
Malcolm Black was jarred awake by the rocking of the Land Rover. The roads in this part of China were not as well maintained as one might hope, and he hadn’t been able to get much rest on his way to the airport. He turned to look out the window, and noticed light creeping over the horizon. This would be the last sunrise he would see in China, because he was finally going home.
Malcolm reached into his jacket and retrieved a small photo of his wife and daughter, smiling back at him from their small apartment in New Jersey. He had brought it to remind himself why he had taken this assignment; thanks to the substantial consultant’s fee he had been paid, they could finally have the life they deserved.
A couple of months ago, he had been contacted by a military officer named Selik; he had heard about Malcolm from his thesis paper on yellowcake uranium and its potential applications for military use. Hailing from a relatively unknown country known as Derbaran, Major Selik had indicated that his government had an interest in uranium R&D and needed a consultant. Malcolm hadn’t been interested – until the Major mentioned the commission rate. For leading a team of Derbaran scientists through a uranium lab in southern China, he would return home debt-free and with enough money left over to provide a comfortable life for himself and his family.
His phone rang as his driver pulled into the airport.
“Black here,” he answered.
“Dr. Black, this is Major Selik. I am calling to thank you for your efforts in China. I have received reports from our scientists and they stated that your training and expertise was invaluable to them.” Selik’s tone was formal, but Black couldn’t help but feel there was more to this phone call than a simple thank-you.
“It’s nothing, Major, just doing what you paid me to do.” Malcolm chose his words carefully. “I don’t mean to cut our conversation short, but my plane is boarding and…”
“I would like you on a different plane, Dr. Black. We have need of you in Derbaran for a few days more.” There was an edge of finality in his statement. “Before you say anything, I want you to understand that your visit to Derbaran is of vital importance to our country. You will be paid double what we have already given you if you choose to come, the ticket is waiting for you at the front desk. I hope to meet you soon.” The phone went silent.
Malcolm silently watched the plane to New York take flight. He would have to wait a few more days to see his family.
Two days later…
“Thank you for coming to see me on such short notice, Major,” President Zaripov said from behind his desk. He motioned for Selik to sit down.
“Of course, sir. You can always count on me.” Selik took the seat in front of his desk. “What questions did you have on my report?”
“Before we get to your report, tell me how Black has responded to our offer,” Zaripov asked.
“He seems fine with everything. I think he can be trusted; he will make enough money in the next few days to be set for life. Also, he seems to be a devoted family man and wouldn’t do anything to risk his wife or child.”
“Excellent, everyone is happy then.” Zaripov smiled. “Now, it says here that the weapons you uncovered are a bit of a mystery?”
“Not so much a mystery sir, we know where they came from and how they were made, we just can’t trace who made them. These weapons should be easily traceable, as only a few companies make guns as sophisticated as this. However, these guns are counterfeit, constructed from legal parts you can pretty much find anywhere on the planet.”
“So the N.I.U. is constructing illicit guns. How can they have the resources to do that?” Zaripov asked.
“Well sir, I don’t think they do. My guess is that they are being supplied by a country or company that has the ability to do so right under our nose. I’m still unsure who is supplying them, but I have Nightwatch 1 on recon to find out.”
“Very well, Selik. Let me know as soon as you know anything further.” Zaripov dismissed him; he seemed exhausted.
“Of course, President.” Selik left the presidential office. Karmali’s unexplained actions were weighing heavily on him, and he could tell that Zaripov was feeling the stress of the war more than ever. He needed to get answers as soon as possible.
At the N.I.U. stronghold
General Karmali had even more questions now than before he interviewed the War Rock witnesses. While he was sure of the power and value of the War Rock, he could not determine what it was. At the same time, things were tense for the N.I.U. tribal leaders. They were committed to the cause, however they were superstitious, and rumors about the War Rock being a sign of doom from heaven were spreading like wildfire. Adding to Karmali’s problems was the fact that the People’s Press had somehow gotten hold of the witness’ account, probably during the Derbaran counterattack to try and recover the witnesses.
Karmali recalled the interrogation with the witness of the War Rock…
“Stars…” said the boy, with a vacant look on his face.
“What do you mean by ‘stars,’ boy?” Karmali asked gently. The witnesses were sympathetic to the N.I.U. cause anyway; there was no need to be harsh.
“Inside the rock, it looked like it was full of stars…that’s all I remember sir…”
None of this sat well with Karmali. He called in Captain Ramazan.
“General, you called for me?” Ramazan said as he walked into Karmali’s office.
“Captain, I have need of your talents.” Karmali got right to the point. “Take the Desert Dogs and get me information about the War Rock. The Derbaran have a secret information stockpile here, in this town.” He pointed to a wall map of the Republic of Derbaran. “I wish I knew more, but all I know is that the storage facility is called ‘the Bloc.’ Find it; get me something that I can use. I’m tired of being in the dark here.”
“Consider it done, General. I will contact you as soon as I have your information.” Ramazan left quickly; Karmali’s impatience demanded immediate results.
Selik was ecstatic. Finally some answers, he thought to himself as he walked through the sprawling headquarters that led to Zaripov’s office. Everything made sense now. Selik was proud that Nightwatch 1 had been able to come through for Zaripov. Only by chance had one of his lieutenants recognized the man from Apollo Defense Systems during a stakeout of an N.I.U. supply shipment; it seemed that luck was on his side today.Apollo Defense Systems was a huge multinational company capable of supplying Karmali with the assets to continue the war. After recognizing the man from Apollo, it did not take much research to confirm that the company was heavily invested in Karmali’s operation. Zaripov must know about this as soon as possible; he could likely put a stop to Karmali’s shipments from Apollo within the week. Finally he reached Zaripov’s office. He ignored the secretary’s cries of protest and burst through the doors.
“Sir!” he exclaimed before thinking. But the office was empty; Zaripov was not there.
“Like I tried to tell you…” Zaripov’s secretary had caught up with him, her tone edgy and her face indignant. “He’s not in at the moment. I can schedule an appointment for you as soon as he gets back…”
Stupid woman. Selik cut her off before her self-importance got the better of her. “Yes, do that. Have him contact me as soon as he can, tell him it’s urgent.” Where could he have gone to at this time? Surely the war demanded that he stay in the protective care of Nightwatch 1. How did Zaripov slip beneath his radar?
Karmali left the meeting fully convinced that taking on Apollo Defense Systems as a partner in the war was one of the best decisions he had ever made. Truly, if it were not for Apollo, he would probably still be in the military, working as Zaripov’s lapdog. The information they had shared with him convinced him that Derbaran would be heading down a path of destruction if Zaripov were allowed to remain in control.
Today Karmali met with Apollo about a Derbaran arms shipment that the N.I.U. had intercepted. These new weapons and armor were more advanced than anything the N.I.U. had in its arsenal, and Apollo was going to mimic the designs for N.I.U. use.
His phone rang; it was Ramazan.
“Hello, Captain. I trust you have good news for me?” Karmali asked hopefully.
“Yes and no sir.” Ramazan didn’t want to get Karmali’s hopes up.
“Just spit it out, Ramazan. Don’t be coy,” Karmali chided.
“Well sir, we captured the Bloc, but we left due to information that the War Rock was being moved from its current location not far from the Bloc. One of the Derbaran officers cracked under questioning and told us the War Rock was being held at Khali, which would never have considered due to the arms convention going on...”
“Where are you now, Captain?” Karmali knew there was more to the story.
“At Khali. The convention ended a few days ago but there was still a small Derbaran force there. We dispatched the Derbaran soldiers and searched the complex. The War Rock is not here… it was moved before we arrived. Whatever this ‘War Rock’ is, it certainly moves around a lot. We are going to attempt to track it down, but Derbaran reinforcements are closing in fast,” Ramazan explained.
“Very well. Good work, Captain. Continue your course and let’s see where it leads us. Let me know when you find out more.” Karmali trusted Ramazan above all his other soldiers, so he was allowed to operate on his own without direct orders from superiors.
“Yes sir.”
Malcolm Black crouched down low in an alley behind a dumpster. He had been waiting here for the day to get dark enough for him to safely move again without being seen. The information he had accidentally uncovered about the “War Rock” needed to be released to the public. Malcolm did not consider himself to be a hero, nor did he want to be one. He would drop this information off at the Associated Press office, and then get back to his post in the Derbaran lab before anyone would notice he was gone. He was scared; if he were found with this information he knew he could be killed for it.
It’s not like it was in the movies, with the reluctant hero miraculously summoning courage out of thin air. He couldn’t stop shaking; all he could think about was his family at home. Just drop it off and get back, you’ll be home tomorrow, everything will be fine. He began to move down the street, only a few blocks left to go before he was there. He began to calm down now; he could not wait to get home, and the last two days had been intense, both physically and mentally. The War Rock was a fascinating, as well as highly dangerous, subject. The construction of the object was like nothing he had ever seen before; even the metal was unique. All he knew for certain was that someone had built it and it was deadly if misused. Black’s instinctive curiosity made him want to keep working on the project; he was sure a Nobel Prize could be his for the work he had done over the last two days. Just thinking about the War Rock’s potential made his head spin. But he could tell that it was going to be used for warmongering and power struggles; at least, that was the path Zaripov and Karmali had chosen.
He was almost to the office. In his haste, he turned the corner so quickly he almost knocked over a homeless man.
“Excuse me, sorry…” Malcolm apologized.
“It’s okay. Any chance you can spare any change? ” asked the transient.
“I’m sorry, I don’t have anything on me…I was in a rush when I left.” Malcolm ascended the stairs to the night drop when he heard the unmistakable click of a loaded sidearm. Malcolm turned around to see the homeless man holding a silenced pistol pointed directly at him. “I really don’t have any money…”
“That’s alright, I only want that document in your coat.” Malcolm knew that he had no choice but to give the document up.
“Okay.” He handed over the document. “I was just doing what I thought was right, please don’t…” But he never got to finish the sentence.
The assassin concealed the document in his coat, put his sleeve to his mouth and said “Package acquired” into a hidden radio.
Malcolm passed away silently on the street, his last thoughts of his family.
“Karmali, thank you for making time to talk to me, I had just a few questions.” Ramazan spoke softly into the cell phone; he was undercover, observing a possible facility that might house the War Rock.
“As always, I will answer you to the best of my ability.” Karmali answered tactfully. Ramazan was in the business of secrets, so he understood that Karmali couldn’t tell him everything.
“I was reading the papers today. It seems an American scientist was killed last night outside the press building half a mile from where I am sitting.” Ramazan was concerned that he knew nothing about this scientist’s presence in Derbaran. “Did you know he was here?”
“I did not.” Karmali answered. “Apparently Zaripov had managed to hide him from us while he was here. He was killed by our silent partner; the man knew too much.”
“Well then, did they get what they wanted from him? I still wonder about the motivation of our partner. Are they personally tied to the War Rock? Did they lose it?” Ramazan and Karmali were dancing around the name Apollo because it was imperative that their influence in the N.I.U. remained a secret.
“Do not worry about their motivation.” Karmali assured him. “Trust me when I say that I have them under control. What they know, I know.
“I hope so Karmali, because I do not trust them. They knew that he was here when we didn’t. Why didn’t they tell us?” Ramazan asked.
“They had to act fast to find him. Informing us would have been unnecessary as the result would have been the same.” Karmali explained. “Ramazan, I do not need you to trust them. Just trust in me that I know what I am doing. I will need your strength in the coming days. Things are about to get very interesting…”
The End.

Read more »