Chemistry

It's a bulletproof vehicle used by special forces, so I stopped to open the glove box on the passenger seat to see if there's anything. A handgun and a magazine were carefully set so that they could always be pulled out.

“No.”

When I opened the console box of the armrests, I saw a memorable grenade that I had thrown at the rookie camp once.

‘· · · If this goes wrong, I die. I haven't even paid off my student loans yet. ’

Since there was a USB cable inside the console box, the gutter was plugged into a terminal underneath the audio and connected to the phone. Tiring, the battery is starting to recharge shortly with a connection.

I lowered the window and pulled a bunch of dust stars from my phone and reached Vince in ambush.

Captain Vince.

Vince seems to be startled as the sound wave that extends along the dust star rings in his ears. I quickly disclosed the information that rang on the radio, but held in my hand.

Their colleague has arrived on the cliff shore. 3 o'clock relative to my car from there.

Vince raises his head up and calls Blake on the radio as his vision is limited due to coastal fences and trees. Jung pulls back the dust star.

- Do you see it?

Twenty armed men. What do we do?

- On the streets, there's still a chance. Does Mr. Hahn have a comm? What the hell just happened?

- There's an extra one in the trunk.

Vince pretends to have a radio to keep him in touch.

What can I do for you?

- If you have an ambush, bring the car here. We'll take the other side of the road. Can you do that?

You swallowed the saliva required to participate in Vince's operation.

I'll do it.

- Very good.

Jungwoo watched Vince's side.

Only ten steps remain between Vince and the two kidnappers who were hiding in the blind zone.

Vince draws his gun and aims at the target. You take a deep breath and pull the trigger.

― ― ―

The bullet leaves the silencer almost silent. Dr. Amit was surprised when the two sides suddenly collapsed.

Vince sprints out swiftly, pointing a gun at the two men who were running through the bridge, and Blake, who was standing by, runs out and stands in front of Dr. Amit.

Already?

Even a glamorous body fight did not result in an intense gunfight. There's just mechanical movement to execute the operation. Rather, I felt the situation was a reality.

‘Let's move.’

The heart of Jungwoo, who turned on the headlight and stepped on Axel as it was, beat like crazy.

The tension of playing war in the pre-military exercise, wearing survival gear and shooting 30 paintballs, was nothing compared to that.

The memory of the instructor who said he'd only let me go an hour earlier. $2,000 an hour advisory was really worth the death penalty.

Khh · · ·

Damn it.

Amit was dumbfounded when he saw two people gripping their legs and moaning.

Willis Dieto. Whose master did he take?

I'd rather kill you.

Last night, a man who was an investigator at the ISTC was interrogating those two men.

Dr.

The blue-eyed woman stands in front of Amit.

Are you hurt?

Uh, nothing.

Vehicle is coming. Please board immediately.

Amit's shivering eyes gradually calmed down in front of Blake's calm face.

Yuck!

One of the SUVs stops next to the road. Blake opens the back seat door and burns Amit.

Jungwoo lowers his window, looking down at the two fallen men and looking at Vince.

Team Leader, Driving · ·

Vince raises his head, knocked out the kidnappers' jaws with the bottom of his pistol.

I'll do it.

As Jungwoo moves into the passenger seat, Vince and Blake carry the two kidnappers in the trunk.

Buang ―!

Suddenly raising the RPM, the SUV leaves the coastal road in about 20 seconds.

Hong Kong, 05: 43 AM - On the outskirts of Tuyen Gate

Jungwoo held the handle firmly in a car that repeated rapid acceleration and rapid cornering. Vince was focused on driving, and Blake was in contact with some of the team members who woke up from a low-frequency bomb.

You don't think they're coming? ’

I turned my eyes to the side mirror. This was the only car that was speeding around the city's outskirts.

Vince, where can I find my rendezvous point?

I'm about to take Highway 9.

Listening to them, Jung turned his eyes to Dr. Amit. I can see the blood spilling down my throat. After a few hours of hard work, my face turned pale. Amit told Jungwoo.

The people who kidnapped me wanted to make that crazy reaction you showed me.

Jung boldly nodded his head because it was already known. Amit asked Blake and Vince in a more serious way than Barabbas.

Raid my lab, kidnap Professor Jordan. What the hell are they doing in the trunk?

I will arrive at the safety node inside the UN and tell you more.

Amit raises his eyebrows in Blake's reply.

You guys aren't regular UN employees, are you?

Jungwoo turns his eyes to the trunk to see if the kidnappers are fainting due to anxiety. Seeing the back of the seat with a sense of heat, you see them shaking around in the vibration of the vehicle.

Jungwoo was relieved to think that the once oppressed enemy would not happen like a fire that jumped up and ran away, but his gaze lingered in the sky behind him.

What do you have? ’

You open the window and push your head out. Blake's gaze turned toward the passenger seat due to Jungwoo's ideal behavior.

Why?

Blake, is the ISTC giving you air support?

Scout returned to sensor failure.

Aha.

Jungwoo points to a large drone chasing this vehicle.

Why do I think you're being tracked?

Surprised Blake opens a window and looks up at the sky behind him.

At that moment.

A flame erupts from the drone that was floating in the air.

Missiles!

Blake's cry closes the window, and Vince turns for evasive maneuvers. However, the ammunition fired passed well ahead of the vehicle.

A bullet blasts from the road and scatters things around.

What?

Vince tilts his head, and Jungwoo's gaze is fixed on the foaming liquid sprinkled on the road after an impatient drive with twisting vision between 0.1 seconds.

The structure of the liquid identified by molecular field of view was clay matter called bentonite, condensation, water.

The result of the synthesis was a world where everything slipped.

The distance is too late to turn the car around.

The SUV plunges into a road covered in foam that has obliterated its friction, losing its balance and crashing into the guardrail.

Kuang!

I felt the body floating in the body of an upside-down car.

Kugu!

And everything went dark.

“Ugh.”

A tremendous amount of bitterness came from the weight of the seat belt. Jungwoo opened his eyes because he thought he was dead.

The car was parked right next to the road.

I noticed that I did two aerial turns, but the memory after that was all pain.

‘I can't raise my arms. ’

The car was fine without any dents. However, the shock that swept through the interior caused everyone to panic. Dozens of times the shock of diving with deployment in the pool felt like the whole body was beaten at once.

Cheers.

- We're at the rendezvous point.

Jungwoo forcefully turns his head to the voice heard on the radio hanging from Vince's waist.

Cheers.

- Vince Blake. Answer me, what's wrong?

Vince, who was drooling, lets out a deep breath. In the back seat, I heard Dr. Amit's groaning.

Dr. Amit. Are you okay?

Not bad.

As Blake wakes up and figures out what's going on, Vince puts the radio in his mouth.

You were ambushed on the move.

- What's the location?

Here · · · · · · · · · · ·.

Vince's eyes widen as he looks out the window, as four masked men stand down from a truck 50 metres away.

Fortunately, the light came on when I pressed the start button.

Blake presses the communicator button in his ear and reveals his current position and situation while the car turns the wheel and tries to get back on the road.

Jungwoo couldn't keep his finger on it, but he watched from afar as he saw a masked man with a huge gun pointed at this place.

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Vince saw it and gripped it.

Oil can still fly through a car.

Jungwoo, a still clumsy non-dream, looks at the man with the muscled forearm aiming at the blank grenade launcher.

Boom!

Ammo fired hits the engine cover of the car. Smoke flows from the unexploded, adsorbed bullet.

Poison Gas?

Vince's voice echoes as he says, 'This much hangs on the car cleaner,' turning his eyes to the molecular structure of the smoke that sweeps in the middle of the echo.

Borate aerosol solution in · · polyvinyl alcohol. When mixed with gas dioxide, it will become an adhesive polymer.

Vince turns his head to Jungwoo's mumbling voice.

What?

Saying that if you don't stop the · · · engine, it will break.

The car finally makes its way up the broken guardrail, but the engine stops pounding.

A completely isolated situation.

Vince turns to Blake and asks.

How much did you spend with the support team?

Five minutes.

Vince, who had the gun, ordered it immediately.

We have to stay in here and break through. They won't be able to taunt you as long as they're after you.

Mask men are approaching near the bulletproof vehicle. A man with a bent forearm taps the window next to Vince.

Why don't you get off before you get hurt? Let's settle this gently.

The target laughs as Vince says, "Get out of here with your gun pointed at you."

Someone jumps on the car. This spring of liquid falling into the windshield opened his mouth by routinely analyzing it.

Strong corrosive agent with gallium compound in cesium hydroxide.

Corrosive?

In about a minute of reaction time, the glass structure will fall back and break by hand.

Jung Woo's voice tells us what you will go through first. But there was no way to stop it. Vince asked for Jungwoo.

One minute? Are you sure?

An error price between 57 and 0.5 seconds, to be exact

Vince smiles bitterly as he calculates with his dying face.

Blake. Prepare for battle. Apparently, they're not holding normal firearms, they're all nonlethal weapons.

You shake your finger as if the man outside the window is telling Vince not to do anything useless.

Buu-queek.

Another truck has arrived. A masked man pulled out of his car and brought an aluminum storage box to the side of the SUV. Amit was surprised to see the top of the box with the name of Nanyang University of Technology Lab.

It's my agent!

It seemed to have come from a location that was revealed because of the threat.

The man opened the top of the box and took out a finger-like glass bottle and placed it on the corrosive substance of the windshield, which melts. As the vaporized liquid slowly presses into the car, the desperate energy surrounds the car.

A ratio of 1 to 17 sils of dimethylsulfoxide bonded to benzodiazepines · · · · · ·.

Amit saw Jungwoo muttering the ingredients correctly in a dull voice, while his eyes widened.

My · · · Team Leader.

Jungwoo calls Vince in a dying voice.

Can you pick up the phone next to me?

Vince was curious to see a cell phone that was connected to a cable and rolled under his feet. I thought it would be the end, so I put my cell phone in Jungwoo's hand.

Jungwoo barely said, his hands twitching.

Team Leader Blake. Dr. Amit, I know it's strange to say this all of a sudden, but I'm going to induce an air clean response. Open the door wide then. Hold your breath.

What did you say?

Vince smiles faintly as he asks, not understanding.

You use a lot of chemical weapons in front of a pretty competent chemist, those guys.

An electrical spark broke out of the cell phone. Vince, Blake and Amit felt that all the air in the car was being sucked into Jungwoo's hands.

I'll count on you. You have one chance to induce a response.

There was a small hole in the windshield that was quickly corroded. Inside, Dr. Amit developed an incapacitating agent.

Choo-wook!

At the same time, the smoke was concentrated towards Jungwoo's cell phone like a vacuum cleaner.

Three people are blind, but it appears that neutrons and ions tangled up in Jungwoo's eyes absorb all the agents and burn like flames.

Three. Two · ·

Jungwoo touched the passenger seat door hook.

· · · One!

Sweet.

The four doors of the SUV are unlocked, and the men around you flinch.

The lightning bolt that was cluttered in Jungwoo's hands was released and scattered everywhere.

Grass.

People who started falling at the same time. I knocked down the crew on the roof of the car.

Vince and Blake have lost their words in an unbelievable sight. Amit was once surprised at the effects of his agonist on humans for the first time, and was once again surprised that he was expressed in a way that his mind could not comprehend.

I, who had this miraculous reaction, sat helplessly on the sheet as if it had nothing to do with it.

The battery in Jungwoo's phone was overheated and inflated. The liquid crystal broke.

‘Dammit, there's still a year left in the contract. ’

Jungwoo quickly dropped his cell phone to the ground after seeing the lightning bolts, including agents, swept away in the air. I couldn't hold it any longer because it was hot.

This paralysis lasts about 10 minutes.

Vince leaps out of the room, wakened by the sound of this voice. Vince told Blake that he saw the drones still watching from the air.

There are still many enemies left. Mr. Hahn and Dr. Amit are barely moving. One at a time. Get in the car and join the support team.

Blake nods at the plan to use both of them to wake up and stop the kidnappers from getting into the road truck.

Vince stumbles down and raises Dr. Amit. Amit pointed to an aluminum box.

You should take that, too.

Vince boards the truck with a box in his other hand.

Jungwoo turns his head to Blake's hand to loosen his seat belt.

My Movement · · ·

Sorry.

Yikes.

“Ah.”

Blake's hands clasp his cheeks and strains his muscles. In addition, my fingertips and toes began to feel strong.

"Huh?"

Jungwoo grips the burning cheek and realizes that this is what adrenaline has come for. Jungwoo, who walked out of the car in the heat of the emergency, was switched to a truck under Blake's support.

Booooo ―

Two trucks have left the area.

How long has it been? A man crawls out of the trunk of the SUV, his trunk cracking open.

Khh.

Wallace tore his sleeve, wearing all sorts of impressions, wrapped around his bloody thighs. Then he noticed the situation around him where all his colleagues had fallen down.

Damn it.

He leans at the man on his muscular forearm, just outside the door, and grabs the radio in his chest.

Can you hear me? Anyone there?

We're going after the doctor.

Damn it. Everyone on Ross's team is lying down. Why the hell did you miss it?

- I think it's your fault we found the escape route in the first place.

If that's the case, the CIA got to the hotel room before us!

Wallace, who was screaming, asked.

Do you think you can catch it?

- There's only one burn left on the drone, but there's two vehicles in pursuit.

What? Tell me more.

- Big white guy and Dr. Amit in one car. In the other car, a woman and a young Asian man ride.

Wait. Oriental?

Willis recalled the information he had heard from Amit. A chemist who noticed the plan. The formula for his completion. For now, it's above Amit's value.

Aim for the Asian side. No matter what happens, capture him alive and take him to Paluan Outpost.

Hong Kong, 05: 55 AM - Highway 9 Entrance Zone

With the rendezvous point in front of you, Jung turns his eyes to the drone in the sky and throws his gaze at Blake driving.

Can we catch them?

"There's nothing Nathan can't do to get this information out of his system.

What about fleeing?

Since we've asked Hong Kong to cooperate, once we get to the rendezvous point, it's their turn to flee.

That's ISTC, too.

Until the end, Blake chuckled in Jungwoo's silent voice.

Mr. Han. That air purification earlier? What happened to that?

It's a 12-month gigantic sacrifice.

What · · ·

It's complicated, so I'll do it in a quiet place.

You use your abilities while stunned. I have to think of an excuse as I go. Jungwoo sighed at the loss of a lot of data in his phone without backup.

It was a time of relief when the drones followed and nothing happened.

Cramp.

Something is round on the front of the truck. It was already working when we confirmed that it was the engine stopping material we saw in the SUV.

Tsk, tsk!

An engine is paralyzed truck slides over the road and collapses sideways.

I lost my mind at the last shock of seeing the road block hit.

* * *

Philippines, Local Angle 09: 30 PM - Mindo Island Mercenary Base

As soon as I opened my eyes, I raised my torso like a spring. It was because I felt frustrated as the truck turned upside down in front of me.

I touched all over my body and there was no pain. Particularly, the area where the seat belt was touching was covered in scarlet veins.

You're awake.

A white man in his 40s sits on his bed, staring at himself. His beard looked hot as if he hadn't shaved for days, but his ears were all swollen.

You must have been dragged around a lot. I think I slept there for 12 hours.

Who are you?

I'm Robert. Weapons Engineering. What do you specialize in?

Yes?

Jungwoo only noticed the surrounding area. A room full of moist moss. The light is blocked by a cage.

The woman who came with you is in the prison across the street with Natalia. Oh, did you say hello to Professor Jordan?

A 50-year-old black man, sitting on the other side of Robert's hand-tied bed, turns his head. A black man with wrinkles around his eyes glanced helplessly at Jungwoo.

Jungwoo asked again under the name Jordan.

"Professor Jordan Stanfield?

Do you know me?

I heard. You were kidnapped · · · · · · · · ·.

You're in the same position now.

Realizing that she had been caught by the group trying to make EOW, Jung swallowed a groan.

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