Chapter 1186 MAST-MA

The first thing the 50 young soldiers lying neatly on the ground did when they woke up was to look for the mysterious white ghost.

They found him, and he was standing in front of the tent.

"Stand at attention!" Hunter, who was next to Vincent, walked forward with a stern face.

The young soldiers reacted immediately.

It turned out that this white ghost knew their commander, and the previous attack was indeed a drill.

But they were soon puzzled because there were no signs of fighting around and the tent was intact.

Was everything that just happened fake?

But what about Hunter's serious face?

"Corporal Gene, do you have a question?"

"No... sir, I have no problem."

Hunter's sharp eyes swept over the other soldier, "Private First Class Connor, do you have a question too?"

"No, sir, I didn't."

As his gaze swept over them, the soldiers quickly suppressed their doubts.

This scene shocked Vincent greatly. He didn't expect that Hunter, who was idle and unkempt on weekdays, also had a strict side.

Look at those young soldiers, they didn't even dare to breathe, and they didn't even dare to meet those sharp eyes.

Hunter turned to look at Vincent, "I'm very disappointed. Facing a wizard, you don't even have the ability to resist."

The soldiers lowered their heads in shame.

Wait—a wizard?

Their eyes widened instantly, staring at Vincent who was smiling.

This young man, who is only a few years younger than them, is the legendary wizard?

"Hello." Vincent waved at them casually. "I'm Vincent Wayne, your future instructor."

Instructor?

The soldiers all looked at Hunter with question marks on their faces.

Vincent was also confused. "Uncle Hunter - Lieutenant Colonel Ryan, didn't you greet them in advance?"

Hunter retracted his glare and looked at the fifty soldiers he had personally selected. "The full name of your unit is the Army's Special Forces for Magical Affairs, or MAST-MA for short."

Muggle Army Specialized Task Force for Magical Affairs?

Muggle? Muggle? What does that mean?

Hunter's expression was extremely serious. "MAST-MA requires absolute confidentiality. You cannot reveal any information to anyone, not even the Queen."

He winked at Vincent and said, "If the secret is leaked..."

Vincent very tactfully took out his staff and chanted the fire spell, and flames even more intense than before instantly surrounded the soldiers.

"If you leak this information, you will not only be court-martialed, but you will also face terrible retaliation from Instructor Wayne."

The corner of Vincent's eye twitched violently, and he lowered his caduceus to let the flames dissipate.

The flames were gone, but the hot air remained.

The soldiers answered in unison, "Yes, Captain Ryan!"

Hunter's face was expressionless. "Before you officially become members of MAST-MA, you will undergo a month of arduous training. From now on, your only task is to follow orders. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Hunter's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood finally improved. "At ease! Don't let me hear you whispering."

He waved to Vincent and walked into the tent.

The soldiers did not dare to relax and all stood motionless with stern faces.

Vincent put the caduceus into Flamel's ring, and the sight made them stare wide-eyed again.

"Instructor Wayne?"

"coming."

When the two men entered the tent, although the soldiers had countless questions, they only dared to think about them in their hearts.

In the tent, Hunter rubbed his stiff face with an expressionless face.

Vincent sat on the container where the weapons were stored, "Uncle Hunter, why are you so cautious?"

Hunter glared at him again, "You're fearless, but I don't want to die young."

He pulled an ID from his pocket and tossed it to Vincent, "Remember to go through the main entrance next time."

A visitor pass? And it's temporary, only valid for one month.

Vincent's eyes were full of disgust. "I know."

After putting away his ID, he took out the Muggle-only Dominator pistol from Flamel's ring.

Hunter's eyes lit up, "Finally it's made."

Unlike the ones used by wizards, the Dominator pistol for Muggles is painted black, has no flowing blue light on the gun body, and is smaller in overall size.

Hunter was very satisfied and couldn't let it go. "How powerful is it?"

"Just give it a try."

Hunter grabbed the pistol eagerly, looked around at the items in the tent, and his eyes were fixed on a kettle on the table.

He raised the gun in a standard posture, and the crosshairs on the barrel showed several attack modes in the form of a small projection light screen, namely normal, anesthetic, explosion, freezing, armor-piercing, shotgun and shock wave.

The effect is just as the name suggests. To select the mode, you only need to focus your eyes on the text on the projection screen and gently touch the trigger.

Hunter selected the most basic normal mode, and the projection screen disappeared almost at the same time.

The moment he pulled the trigger, the light blue light from the muzzle struck the kettle like lightning, blasting it into countless tiny pieces and even piercing through the table, leaving a charred hole on the ground.

"Such power..." Hunter stared in amazement at the Muggle-only Dominator pistol tightly held in his hand.

"There's also a destruction mode." Vincent raised his thumb and moved it, indicating that the original hammer position was the switch.

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Hunter touched the eye-catching red circular pattern on it, and the gun body suddenly split from both sides, revealing the faint blue light flowing inside.

The diameter of the muzzle has also become exaggerated, even larger than the caliber of a rocket launcher.

He swallowed nervously, "Destroy Mode? What is that?"

"It converts all the stored electrical energy into a real magical beam at once. It's not as good as the ones wizards use, but it can destroy a small house in an instant."

Hunter was stunned and immediately thought of the video clips circulating about the Berlin incident.

Compared with the white model's one-shot-and-a-half-factory firepower, the black model's power is indeed much smaller.

However, destroying a small house in an instant is still a bit exaggerated. The Dominator pistol for Muggles is only slightly larger than a full-size pistol, but its power is comparable to that of a conventional missile.

"Uncle Hunter?"

Vincent called out to him several times but he didn't respond, so he simply stood up, walked in front of him and waved his hand.

"Uh..." Hunter came back to his senses and held the pistol carefully. "You said it was part of the standard equipment of MAST-MA?"

"Yes, there are also larger caliber guns and cannons, combat uniforms that can withstand certain magical attacks, as well as ultra-long-range sights and flight backpacks."

Hunter staggered uncomfortably.

With just this set of equipment, I'm afraid I can fight a small war.

But this also directly reflects how difficult the magical affairs that MAST-MA needs to deal with are.

"By the way." Vincent smiled and blinked, "Ordinary vehicles will be affected by magic. I plan to design some special ones."

Even with vehicles, MAST-MA's equipment can no longer be described as luxurious, it is simply dreamy.

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