Hunter of the Perished World

Flash, bang!

Gene's 20mm armored ammunition hit the trajectory of the armored car, and a single gunner hit the L20 exploded like a balloon.

Puck!

And there was a single gunner who was hit straight through the neck with a 5.56 mm chest bullet.

Heave-ho!

Quickly, the next loaded gin fires into the trajectory of another armored car.

Boom!

A second tornado is fired, and Leona and Ramfil are also firing towards the next target.

Flash, bang!

Four Plasma Gunners have been saved, as promised. Ramfil's two, Leona's two. Gene bolts again, then fires his last bullet.

Boom, boom!

The trajectory of the third armored car is broken and the line is broken. Three armored cars have stopped, and all the shooters have been disabled. Gene did not admire any of it, and said briefly.

“Run.”

The horse leaps back as if it were falling on its knees and sprints toward the chariot troops. Now it's Ramfil's turn.

Gene looked at the tram with the M700 he had taken out beforehand. Leona holds her eyes to the scope without stopping tension.

“Shoot if anyone shows their head. ”

Jin didn't say he would shoot, but he meant to shoot and see. The Chariot Cannon is already running. The shooters who need to know and report the situation are already dead.

The position will be exposed if you lie down because of thermal imaging equipment attached to the streetcar turret. However, the turret focuses more heavily on the Ramfil, charging at an incredible speed than the two lying snipers.

The cannon follows Ramfil, and Ramfil lunges spiraling to keep his rear camp and Leona out of harm's way.

Tata, Tata, Tata!

The Heavy Machine Gun on the streetcar fires, but the Ramfil is moving faster than the Cannon.

A cripple comes up from the armored car. Gene quickly aims and fires at it. At the same time, an armored car carriage opens and a group of soldiers protrude out. Shooting directions have already been identified, so they are trying to shoot out of the fire.

Of course, the losing party has no cover.

The distance is roughly four hundred meters, and as soon as Ramfil gets there the situation is complete. But we can't start an overwhelming fire in a losing direction before that.

Bang, bang! Bang!

Even before they try to cover the other side of the armored car, Leona shoots at the horseman. Leona's marksmanship was haunted.

5.56 mm rounds are fired at a speed of 900 m/s per second. Of course, there is a time difference of 0.4 seconds before it hits the target at a moment's notice.

0.4 seconds passes tens of hundreds of thousands of times between unaware, but 0.4 seconds is enough time for the target to escape the point of impact. Therefore, it is mandatory to shoot a projection, not a choice.

And Leona is aware of how long 0.4 seconds is. That's why you can vomit out the salt that you're having a blast.

But of course.

Gene, the master of marksmanship, has taught me more and more.

This isn't good enough. The enemy is not only a few kilometers away and only four hundred meters away.

If you don't stick it properly, it's too bad for Gin.

It was impossible to disable all personnel coming out of the armored car until cover was completed. But Leona pulls the trigger. Leona pulls the trigger in a chain, though only a single shot can be fired.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata!

Empty one magazine, quickly combine the next and fire again.

Tatattan!

Overwhelming, Leona continues to aim her gun at the enemy's cover to prevent them from pushing their heads out. Similarly, the Jin pulls out the AKM and performs overwhelming fire in the direction of cover fire for the enemies.

It'll be a waste of ammo, but it's a chariot battle, and it's only a matter of time before Ramfil arrives.

Boom!

The chariot fires at Ramfil, but Megaframe is not an easy piece of equipment enough to take a beating like that. Immediately, Ramfil dodged a side leap and vomited salt that would spread 400 meters in 15 seconds.

Boom!

Immediately after breaking into the chariot's hatch, you hear several violent outbursts. In the meantime, Jean and Leona's oppressive fire continued.

And there was no need to explain the slaughter of frightened Wargrave Soldiers when the immediately protruding Lamfil turned directly to the side of the armored car.

…….

Silence and silence return to the wilderness. Ramfil checks to see if there are any remaining personnel inside the armored car and sends a clear sign to Gene and Leona, far away.

“Well done, well done. ”

Jean puts her hands on Leona's head, and she grins.

After all, they killed a man, but they were searched, and none of them cared about a damn thing.

Ramfil is clever. Ramfil has a knack for being called a genius in most combat styles, but it is also in melee combat that shines light. Better situational and reflexive than an animal should be considered to be a little less than when Gene activated the Darkborn's cognitive acceleration.

He is a man born for battle. It also has a wing called a cyborg procedure, so there's nothing to say.

But nevertheless, Ramfil is both genius and clever.

The clever Lamfil also actively judged Jean's orders. What do they need now?

Mount.

“I didn't order this. ”

And information.

“Ugh... ”

In front of Jin, the commander groans while being held captive by Ramfil. With the L20 laser shotgun, Ramfil was able to identify the ranks and keep the commander alive for a short period of time.

I'm good at fighting, but I can only say I'm smart. Jin kneels before the detained Wargrave commander with a satisfactory smile.

“You can't do that without interrogating the prisoners. ”

The captured commander will think a lot. a man with dark hair who is hard to guess the age of, a deserter using L20 for enforcers with a young but sharp and cruel impression; and

A pretty little girl.

That's what they came to the BH for. This is why we have to wage a war we don't want right now. However, only three people would not have thought that one Wargrave Armored Forces would be disabled.

The class leader was a lieutenant, an officer class.

“I'll thank you for the chariot. ”

The commander couldn't even look up because of the humiliation of defeat and the fever that he had lost all his comrades without fail.

“Tell me what is happening on this earth. ”

“You think I'm gonna tell you? ”

But he is a soldier after all. And Wargrave soldiers grow up in Wargrave Fortress from birth. I grew up learning that good clothing, good food, and relaxing places were not meant to be given, and that it was only possible in Wargraves throughout the world.

Childhood is a period of brainwashing.

But what about growing up?

When you go on an external mission, you realize that the brainwashing is not a lie. Seeing how the world is miserable and unkind, the Wargrave Soldiers even forget their doubts and dedicate their allegiance.

When the moment comes to realize it's true, their loyalty is maximized.

That's what Fushar was like as well. He raises his head and looks at the assailant and the target.

“Kill. Do you want to talk about it? ”

In his eyes, there was not a single desire to survive. Gene stares at him with a firm look. Even the Wargrave officers, the two hundred years old demon-hunter's gaze, was unbearable.

“A lot of people said that. As many as the booze bums. ”

How many times have I faced those who choose to turn their lives and honor upside down in the long run? It was awkward.

Gene pulls something out of the empty-handed machine.

“So, I tend to know a lot about how to get multiple mouths open. ”

People who have been through this often recognize that they also know the answer to that.

One confession solved everything. He was not a combatant undergoing cyborg treatment, so the medication was too easy to answer. Drugs containing CP were naturally fatal to the human body, but as always, they were not important to Gin.

In the intense stimulus, helplessness, and fatigue that seemed to dismantle his brain, he replied to Gin, stretching like a wet mop.

He was just a platoon commander, but he knew a lot. It's a small group of monsters. Humans don't exist. That's why there was no reason to hide information from your troops. Explaining the most information and objectives to allies could increase operational efficiency.

Therefore, it was fortunate for Gin that they fought the monster group, BH.

Like this, the target to be tracked would have been unexpected.

“What's the status? ”

“A strategy has been put in place to gather forces from the Southern Fortress and advance to New Delhi…. ”

“What happened to New Delhi? ”

“Fortress is down. ”

Gene is not surprised as expected, but Ramfil opens his eyes wide. I had no intention of being loyal to Wargrave, particularly the Central Asian Army, but I was assured that the Wargrave had fallen.

“That's why Special Enforcement Officer Nylan has established an extermination campaign, which has identified BH as a powerful threat before the demon-hunter pursuit plan, and is now advancing to Nagofur. It excludes all the vagrants and boar bonds seen as part of its advancement, while also tracking down the demon-hunters. ”

He answered Jean mechanically, and this interrogation was highly reliable in that he only answered questions but did not tell lies. The reality is that the BH's main force of vagrants are forced to fall into a windfall in front of the overwhelming firepower of Wargrave.

Compatible with chariots and armored vehicles, the Vagabonds were in an absolute pinch, and were forced to conquer the overwhelming victory of Wargrave with average strength. That's why the vagrants will prepare for the final resistance in New Delhi, and the possibility of all-out war that took place there was rich.

“Special Enforcer Nylan? Who is that?”

“A Wargrave enforcer from the Hunters. He was a permanent detainee at Central Asian Army Command, but was authorized to pursue the demon-hunter. I enjoy a cruel way of doing things, but have excellent ability. He actually destroyed six BH nodes through a siege and succeeded in killing a large number of the ships. ”

Wargrave, a hunter, has an unusual career and a permanent prison criminal, makes a firm expression.

Commander Francis seems reluctant to let him go. It means that they released him from permanent custody because he is as competent as that officer, and that he regards this matter as important.

‘It's clear we have to go to New Delhi after all. ’

Wargrave is advancing from south to north, as if wiped out, and BH is likely to surrender by concentrating its Vagabond forces in New Delhi.

In fact, monsters will spill out of New Delhi MCP in the collapsed Fortress, and those monsters will also become BH's potential allies, so that's not a bad choice.

And Gene's expression that he had thought of until then was stiff.

‘… It's strange. ’

Monsters produced in MCP are more powerful than ordinary monsters. And some monsters don't attack the vagrant, but some monsters attack the vagrant. The presence of a strong self in the MCP may interfere with the BH forces that are on the march right next to it.

The Hedgehog can't know that. Then they may face the inevitable monsters of the MCP as well until Wargrave advances now.

Destroying Fortress will certainly benefit BH by weakening the enemy's total force, but it is not a choice that must be made. It's better to leave the monsters running wild and camp a little farther away.

“Is the BH core force really in New Delhi? ”

“According to the First Armored Reconnaissance, the enemy is clearly focused on New Delhi Fortress and its surroundings. ”

Wargrave can't keep things simple, so he's probably right. The thought of missing something deeply overwhelms Gene's mind.

“Why did the enemies destroy Fortress? ”

It was okay to say you don't know, so Gene asked.

“A recent destruction of New Delhi Fortress' telecommunications and internal surveillance data confirmed the codename 'White Witch.’ It was known as a total military coverage. ”

In that words,

The entire group is unable to join forces. However, the platoon commander who was drunk with the confession continued to talk.

“Enemies had the upper prediction that they were currently stockpiling troops after transforming MCP into a monster production plant. ”

BH, and the White Witch.

The most horrific alliance ever formed.