Chemistry

Shortly after I opened my eyes, the prison door opened.

Come out.

Nervous about the hard instructions of the unknown mercenary, Jung gets up from bed, relaxed on his legs, and settles back down.

If you don't get out in five seconds, that Fat Guy's gonna swing his fist. Put your arm around me.

Ah... thank you.

Robert supported the staggering jungle.

Jordan leaves the hallway first. Jungwoo tried to move quickly, but it took time because his whole body was not hurt. Fortunately, the mercenary didn't swing a rough looking fist.

"Ugh, I need painkillers. ’

You've been hit by a flash bang, but you've been hit by a series of car accidents. I was trying all sorts of things overnight. Robert taps the back of Jungwoo, who grips the bars.

"Come on. If you listen well, you won't be like me.

One of Robert's cheeks is bruised under the light in the hallway. Maybe five seconds was his story.

Cow.

The mercenary tapping the cage with his rifle opens his mouth.

No chitchat. Follow me quietly.

As the mercenary starts walking ahead, Robert grunts silently, imitating his opponent's words with his mouth.

At the end of the hall, the mercenary raises his hand.

Wait.

Two women appeared behind another mercenary walking from the opposite hallway. It was a woman in her 40s and Blake, presumed to be a Dr. Natalia.

Blake looks at Jungwoo as if he's asking if he's feeling well. She looks bloody like herself in the clavicle, so I couldn't help but nod boldly.

With a murky noise, an iron door about 30 cm thick was opened. An armed mercenary walks a steep spiral staircase, bounding back and forth.

Soon I arrived in front of a corridor with a long wall of concrete. Jungwoo looked at the ceiling with various ventilation devices and saw a tightly closed glass door.

"Lab"?

Glug.

In a large space inside the glass door, weapons of the first time were stacked all around the place like a display stand at a warehouse. Are you trying to start a war? Jungwoo couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Throughout the journey, Robert smiles lightly at an unspoken friendship.

I was quite surprised when I saw it for the first time. I've never seen a group handle a non-lethal weapon of this magnitude. Ultra-low frequency generators, metal softeners, anti-friction rockets, anti-combustion bombs · · Very hot deals in most markets.

Robert points his finger at a particular weapon as he walks inward.

"Look, there's never been a miniaturization of carbon fiber coal to the size of a grenade. Interest in making weapons, not mere distribution · ·

Enough talk, Mr. Opron.

Robert's voice stopped as a stranger appeared.

He was a white male in his 50s. He sits with his nose broken several times and a scar on his forehead.

Are you in charge?

I could see Jungwoo's face near the scar guy who looked like he had gone through the whole battle. The muscle-bound men, who were inversely injured in attempting to administer an inertia agent to bulletproof vehicles, shot themselves with sharp eyes. The hot spring avoided my gaze.

The group's final arrival from the prison was a very familiar space for Jungwoo.

Chemistry Lab.

However, one difference was that most of the materials appeared to be combined for negative purposes. And one thing gave rise to creeps on Jungwoo's back.

‘· · · Was it a new weapon factory? ’

Southeast Asians with messy skin were making super-strong corrosives. One drop of this would make my skin pop, but I didn't have any protective gear.

Looks like everyone's here.

The scar man stands in front of a table lined with a box of compound. On one of the monitors, the chemical formula of the new substance stolen by the kidnappers is perfectly floating.

"Everyone understands why you're standing here. I heard you can do a lot more than Dr. Amit over there.

Jungwoo was embarrassed by this question. 180-degree different from when I first approached Blake to advise him. An instinctive warning came to my mind that I should never take a step forward.

What are you talking about · · · · · · · · ·.

Phew...

A mercenary punches you in the face and rolls you to the ground. When Robert looks at the sun, he touches his cheek and kicks his tongue.

The muscled men grabbed hold of the groaning arms of Jungwoo. The kidnapper, whom I saw in the hotel room, stood in front of Jungwoo with a bandage around his thigh.

"Sorry, boss, you don't waste your time. Chuck, I don't think you're an agent. Special consultant for the CIA? Just cooperate and take your life first. There's no one here to protect you.

Jungwoo bursts his lips and sweeps the frown over his sleeve. It was a flashing pain.

‘Damn. I wish this was all a dream, but... ’

I thought I could die here if I didn't cooperate. However, there was no guarantee that cooperation would be safe after that.

"Don't be afraid. It's not that we don't have answers. ’

Because I was in the lab, I was less afraid than when I was chased in the car. When I was separated from the group of people who were acting out of common sense than any other group I had seen, Jungwoo's decision became more straightforward.

that he is in the midst of people who are obsessed with common sense beyond chemical common sense. This is a huge advantage.

Is it a bioparalytic agent that exerts a broad spectrum of effects? Yes, I've combined the three new substances you've been looking for. It's just a theory.

Hmph, he smiled satisfactorily and asked.

Would you mind explaining to the boss in detail how the finished item works?

I waited for Jungwoo to tell me that the scar guy was interesting. Jungwoo turned his eyes to the screen with the formula and replied.

Professor Jordan's nanostructure will keep its internal components intact in any explosion, and with Dr. Natalia's diffuser, it will spread over 100 meters in his light breath.

Dr. Amit's paralyzing agent will carry these two effects on his back and suspend the activity of everyone within 100 meters.

Hoo.

Blake's eyebrows twitch as the scar man admires him. I was a little disappointed with Jungwoo's cooperative attitude, even though he was trying to save his life.

"Willard. I think you made the right choice. But who is she? You're supposed to be here with three doctors and a weapons researcher.

The scar man's gaze returns to Blake. The man with the sun-kissed skin immediately replied.

I was using the same UN identity as that Asian. Hong Kong relief was on the move, so I couldn't deal with it separately, so I brought it with me.

Don't know who? Vincent, are you out of your mind? What if an Agent?

Any search for tracking devices you may not know of ·

That's not the problem. If an agent goes missing, the CIA becomes more obsessed. I'd rather leave a body behind.

Wallace looks over Blake's bottom and raises his finger as if he remembers.

"Weren't you with the guy who gave me the bullet?

Vincent flinches.

Are you really an agent?

I don't know about that. All the agents in Hong Kong were struck by the low-frequency sound I installed, and their eardrums went out. Her ears are fine. Like that Asian.

The scarred man frowns at his conversation with Wallace and Vincent and looks through Blake.

Speak for yourself. If you don't want to blow your head off right now.

Blake hesitates for an answer, making the atmosphere more chaotic as he raises his gun.

Blake acknowledged his identity and expressed his value as an agent of the CIA and decided it would be better to offer terms of exchange. As they know the fears of intelligence agencies, if they press them to chase kidnappers, they will be able to protect their doctors' identities, including limited rights. Her own personal safety as the ultimate hostage was irresponsible, but for now it was the best.

I was about to open my mouth after such silence.

There · · · · · · · · ·.

Jungwoo stepped forward.

She's my assistant.

What?

I helped when I put together the formalities.

If you try to fool this way, you won't be safe either.

Even the threats of the scarring man, Jung continued not to give in.

Without her help, the work would be delayed.

You've brought tears to my eyes.

Blake couldn't understand Jungwoo's sudden remarks. Where people are threatening their lives, I don't know what they're thinking.

The scar man looks at Blake with a nasty smile.

Hey, Assistant. You tell me, if there's an expert who can help me with this research, there's something I need to say while I'm watching that screen.

At that moment, one memory rushed into Blake's head. Jungwoo mumbled just before the windshield was pierced. Blake immediately opened his mouth, as momentary memory was a fundamental source of intelligence.

Dr. Amit's new material on the screen is out of date.

What do you mean?

Blake hand-picked a few codes of chemicals in the monitor.

The ratio of dimethylsulfoxide to benzodiazepines 1 to 17, not 1 to 14.6. Methacresol and cyanogen are three-seven. Would triethylamine say 15% · · more · of all solutions? That coal pile there is an adhesive polymer composed of polyvinyl alcohol and borate aerosol solution, and this is a potent corrosive compound composed of cesium hydroxide and gallium compound.

The scar man glanced at the screen, blake, and Jungwoo alternately, then smiled.

What if an agent can help you with your work? So, when do we start now?

Jungwoo examines the hazardous materials on the table.

One · · · 5 hours?

Most of the people in the lab were surprised by this answer, but Blake was the most surprised.

The scar guy asked again, I think he heard it wrong.

Five hours? Five weeks? Five days?

He scratched his chin to set the suspicious gaze.

Of course, I meant the time to make the sample. because this is the limit of refinement in this cramped lab. If you're planning on making and selling in bulk, it's hard here anyway. It's not a chemical factory.

Go ahead. It's good to understand what you're saying.

"Oh, and then...

Jungwoo points to the one person who is dealing with the beaker with dangerous substances with his bare hands.

Gown and Gloves. We need you to provide minimal protective equipment so we can keep things running smoothly.

The scar man glanced at him.

Come back in 5 hours. You have to be careful not to take another step.

Half of the mercenaries disappear and half stand guard around the lab.

After a while, Willis, who brought his robe and rubber gloves, puts them on the table.

In case you're wondering, this is a perfectly sealed facility. We can blow up TNT in here, but we're fine out here.

I would never do anything like that in danger.

We'll see.

He pointed to the CCTV on the ceiling and gestured to watch with two fingers. Suddenly, it was quiet in the lab when the Southeast Asians who were making the corrosives went out.

Robert approaches by the side of Jungwoo in his robe.

What did you believe in? 5 hours? Jordan and Natalia said it would take a month to get to Dr. Amit.

Really?

Jungwoo turns to Jordan while wearing gloves.

Professor, you have to help me finish in 5 hours.

I don't know what my young friend is thinking. I was thinking of helping from the beginning · ·

Robert raises his hand as Jordan speaks.

Hey, Jordan! You know that not only do they see, but they hear. Even when dragged away · · ·

Robert opens the door of the refrigerator on the wall and grabs a beer in his hand.

Give me a free bottle of this, please.

Natalia stands beside Jungwoo. His eyes glanced at Jungwoo with a strong personality.

I don't understand 5 hours. I don't know anything else, but they didn't bring Dr. Amit's new material.

That's where I call for help. An incapacitating agent. Luckily, my assistant knows all the recipes, so a drop of the solution to purify should be available in no time.

Blake, called his assistant, glances at the sun with a lot to say. Jungwoo glanced lightly at CCTV and said.

Please, Blake.

Jungwoo, who doesn't know what he's thinking, sits in front of the monitor. Blake ponders and eyes meet Natalia.

Jordan folds his arms to refuse to cooperate, and Natalia stands in front of a table full of compounds with Blake. Robert drank beer and looked at it as fun.

North Pacific, 10: 37 PM - USS Gerald Aircraft carrier

Above the calm sea. A giant ship was floating in the moonlight with a Philippine maritime border a kilometer ahead.

Vince walks out onto the deck of a heavy helicopter with a satellite phone.

· · Autonomous search has not yet narrowed the scope.

- Blake's last comm signal was nearby. What about the search party?

Captain says you can't move without certain information. This approach is already a violation of international law.

Nathan sighs from beyond the satellite phone.

They won't be able to manufacture it carelessly, because they have your agonist.

They chose Mr. Hahn over Dr. Amit. Very deliberately. If we don't get the EOW out of there in time, it's natural for EOWs to be created. Ask them to get the drones running. You're from the Navy. I'll ask Langley for more authority.

I understand.

Vince finishes his call and looks at the horizon in the far sea.

Dr. Amit and his agents were not taken by the kidnappers because of the weakling that was merely an advisor. If I had trusted one word from the beginning completely, things wouldn't have been so difficult.

Painful Regret.

Philippines, 11: 03 PM - Mindo Island Mercenary Base

It's been more than 30 minutes since I promised to make the complete sample for the weapons room.

Jungwoo closed his eyes for a moment and opened his eyes. I looked inside the lab, looking at the sound waves, and I saw the sound of it colliding and leaking out one by one.

Almost all combination formulas are written down. · · · · · · · · · ·.

A yellow-bellied pit suddenly appeared next to Natalia, combining compounds.

Doctor, I'll combine diphenylamines.

You take out a spoon of refining beaker with distilled purified water in your hand, and quickly start pouring powder into the beaker, spinning the compound shelf.

Robert tilts his head down because the speed didn't seem like the intention of crafting something delicately.

What are you doing?

A union.

"I drank alcohol, why do I think you're drunk?

Bubbles, a beer bottle lid appeared in Jungwoo's gaze, putting the beaker on the table where it started to bubble up.

Will you not help Dr. Robert?

Robert smiles deeply at Jungwoo's question.

Weapons Engineer has little to do. Unless you're gonna hang a broad-spectrum bioinert agent on a rocket.

"Oh, you're such an expert.

My work will begin when your work is done.

Jungwoo grabs the lid, which will become the metal oxide, and plunges it into the beaker. The bottle lid melted in the beaker in an instant and disappeared.

‘I think I got it. ’

An ionic battery made of toxic substances in a shovel time. It seemed to have enough energy to draw all the sound waves out of the room.

Jungwoo slightly draped over the body so that CCTV could only see the back and back of the head, and then focused the dust on the beaker. The hot energy turned the chemical energy into a waveform of energy.

Everyone listen to me while I do my job.

Everyone's ears were deafening because only Jungwoo's voice sounded clearly in the room like he had earphones on.

In four hours and 30 minutes, we have to get out of here.

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