At this time in the hot summer, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening.

In the Mediterranean Theater, it was still only one o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, the Mediterranean Sea was raging with war, like a hell on earth.

Armed forces from all walks of life, and armed sections from various countries, have poured into the Mediterranean Sea, trying to get a piece of the pie here.

The profits and temptations of oil are too great.

Under interests, all peace has become shackles.

The League of Friends was overthrown.

The system was overthrown.

Only war can...redistribute resources.

Mediterranean, Eastern Region.

A certain tropical forest, on a temporary foundation.

There is a small battalion stationed there.

The size is about a thousand people.

Hundreds of soldiers, wearing camouflage uniforms used for concealment in the jungle, rolled up on the ground bunks one after another and slept on the ground casually in the tropical forest.

If so, in terms of numbers, a thousand people would be almost like an ant in such a war-torn situation in the Mediterranean, unable to make any waves at all.

Because, among those armed warlords who occupy the Mediterranean...which one doesn't have hundreds of thousands of members?

Take possession and become a hero?

But, only... this thousand-man battalion in front of me caused a shock to the entire situation in the Mediterranean.

As soon as this thousand-man team came out, the Mediterranean Sea trembled.

Because, the name of this team...is called Shura Legion!
Chapter completed!