we zoom in the base where blagoj and girls are decorating the entire base due to christmas fast aproaching making it valuable to prepare along with them adding christmas lights on the base outside
while blagoj was finishing that he went outside to look it was begining to snow as he was suprised
as he looked through his scanners to find harbinger being here as he went to the area he found it was too quiet as he was entering the area he found something which made him suprised aliens were here he couldnt allowed them to report to their leader
as he opened fire on them with harbinger supporting him they killed all the aliens and took their weapons
blagoj:how did those aliens got here
harbinger:that i dont know blagoj they could have gotten here by acsident
blagoj:maybe so did you found the two creators
harbinger:negative they are hidden well
blagoj:then we need to finish this war and kill those creators
harbinger:true on that well i better get back
blagoj:same see ya later harbinger
harbinger:see ya later man
as both of them returned back to the base with their allies worried what happened with them explaining a bunch of aliens ending here and getting killed by both of them
as they had lunch and were eating and relaxing from their long day
as night came blagoj went to bed and looked to see emily and hk416 waiting for him and they locked the door the night was filled with moanings and screaming with hk416 confessing her love to blagoj and him acepting her as they were sleeping
we zoom in SF HQ where harbinger was sleeping in his bed from a long day and killing those aliens from sending their reports to their commander along with trying to find those two creators and killed them once and for all
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A Soldier from the future RAZE X GIRLS FRONTLINE
Ciencia FicciónTHE YEAR IS 2117 OVER A DECADE HAS PASSED SINCE THE FIRST ALIEN WAR WHERE THE RAZE SOLDIER BLAGOJ HIMSELF KILLED THE ALIEN LEADER ENDING THE WAR HOWEVER HE WAS INFECTED WITH THE VIRUS AND PLACED IN STASIS TWO YEARS LATER THE ALEINS RETURNED AND HE...
