Kill the Dragon

Even after a short encounter, Lee gained information about them. Probably a Shelter resident nearby.

‘Better armed than Franko's shelter. A bigger shelter? ’

The men chose to breathe while drinking water. They move on before more minions show up. Minions roam the city. With the noise of battle, other minions will be here soon. First of all, Lee Han was with them.

“You're a sicker, too. Well, it's good to have a strong sicker by your side. ”

The men did not have much reaction to the shrink, Ihan. There was a slight tingling sensation, but it was not hostile.

“Are you moving alone? ”

They asked about this.

“Not yet. ”

“Looks like you're looking for family or friends. It's been three years, but there's still a lot of them. Hopefully, he'll live. ”

Most people who move alone were like that. The men assumed that this would be the same type.

“Come on, come on, move. We must fulfill our quota.”

The men swept through the building for essentials. They carry a heavy bag and move busy. Lee watched the scene quietly.

Quota?

The word quota was awkward for Lee. Do not use the word quota if they need it. There was no room in their faces.

“Do you have a place to stay today? I'll put you to sleep if you don't. We need your help. ”

The man said, "Lee helped them pack their things in their bags." They also took some preferences such as coffee and seasoning.

Lee Han and the men who took the goods moved. They went through a complex city. On foot, it was a quiet farm.

“Tea?”

Lee Han loaded his bike into the truck. It was a truck driven by men. The men hid their trucks in the farm shed before entering the city.

“Can I go to the car? ”

Lee said, the car is loud and eye-catching. When you meet a passerby or dragon, you get caught instantly.

“I can't help it if I get caught. We're risking our lives. ”

An armored battle truck with steel plates and firearms. I think I can handle a Werewolf or Grunt. Of course, if you enter the city, noise attracts the attention of the minions and counteracts them. Plus, these battle trucks don't work for monster minions. Battle trucks are inefficient to escape complex urban areas.

‘They must have taken it this way through their long experience. ’

The men skillfully went to the place of the battle trucks.

“You're in charge here. The guy in charge of the machine gun died earlier. ”

Lee got on the truck and grabbed the strapped machine gun. I have never seen this model before, so I heard how to use it from another man.

Rrrrrrrr!

The operator started the car. I left the farm and took the road. The truck speeds up. They enter the wilderness. There was nothing around.

Click.

Guys get out of the truck. They touch the ground and find the handle. I grabbed the handle and pulled it.

Yuck! Yuck!

The rusted iron door opens. Beneath it is an underground passage through which a truck passes.

‘Not just any shelter. ’

Lee said, looking into the underground interior. The iron pillar underneath bears the weight of the ground. Inside, there was a wide road.

‘This is for the military. ’

It wasn't a shelter built on a civilian level. The military was sure of this. I see old marks everywhere. Beneath the eagle, there is a spell that symbolizes the American army.

The subway was like a maze. The direction of the fork in the road is abbreviated. The men wandered inside.

“This is our shelter, the Sixth District of Citadel. ”

The man says, Lee gives a nod. Their shelter name was Citadel. It appears to be divided into several sections. It was like a giant underground city connected by a subway road. The sixth was a large vacancy. There was a parking spot at the entrance for battle trucks and transport vehicles. People set up a wall and separated their seats. It wasn't dark when the electricity came on. I was as confused as a marketplace.

“What about Philip? What about my husband? ”

A woman ran over while doing the dishes, scrubbing her hands on her apron. The men lowered their eyes and bowed their heads. They take off their helmets and offer their condolences.

“I'm sorry, ma'am. ”

The woman who lost her husband burst into tears. Three people died on this expedition. The families returned to their sad faces. The depression took place in District 6.

“This guy? ”

An armed man looked at Lee Han and said,

“He's the one who helped us. You almost got us all killed. And a sicker.”

“Oh, right. You're a sicker.”

“I'm going to stay here and go today. He said he was on a trip. ”

Lee observed the men's conversations. Even though they said they were Saikers, they were graves. I didn't seem very interested in Lee Han.

“Did you fill your quota? ”

“Yes. Send him up to District 1. ”

The supplies that men had obtained were not for them to use. It was a consignment to District 1. Three people died for that delivery.

“Isn't this where you write? ”

Lee asked. The man in the hood shrugs.

“Send it to the Commander. Commander Citadel.”

“Commander?”

I looked at the man in the hood.

“You're a trained psychic, too, right? What Special Forces did you work for? If you're interested in advancing, go to the Commander. The Cyclops are always recruiting. There's no better place to stay than the Citadel. ”

“What do you mean?

Shelter Citadel was a stronger organization than he thought. Lee opened his eyes wide.

“The merchandise is all the merchandise of the bikers. But why would we risk our lives to give up the merchandise we saved? The Citadel's sickers protect our families. The Citadel's sickers even killed dragons. ”

“The dragon? ”

Lee opened his eyes narrowly. It's hard to kill a dragon, no matter how good a sicker may be. The Hood proudly said as if he had killed a dragon.

“Do you know an enhanced combat suit called psychoframe? If the sicker wears it, even the dragon can be killed. I saw it with my own eyes. There's no safer place in the world than here. ”

The hooded man shrugged.

‘Psychoframe.... ’

Lee Han's pupils trembled. Fewer people know psychoframes than this. He is one of the best cyclers to understand and deal with psychoframes. I know that power better than anyone.

Who is it?

If you have a psychoframe, it is very likely that you are an arc-related person. Lee asked people how to get to District 1.

“Have you made up your mind? Well, a sicker your size would be welcome. Tell me more about District 6. ”

The men boarded a moving truck carrying merchandise. Ihan in the passenger seat heard about the Citadel.

“Only the sicker is allowed in the first section. That's where my son is. ”

“Is your son a sicker? ”

“It's been over a year since I've seen you, but I'm sure you've been treated well. Deliveries from other districts go up to District 1. It's hard to send deliveries every time, but we have no complaints. This place is safer than the other shelters. At least the safety of my family is guaranteed. ”

It was because I was accustomed to the Saiker but had little dissension. They're protected by the sickers. The same is true of the other shelters. It was kind of hierarchical and discriminatory, but they didn't seem to be a big problem. There's no way anyone in the Citadel can't accept that kind of structure in the first place. There is no better place than the Citadel, especially for someone who has a kid who's a biker, like a driver.

Booooo.

The truck moved about five minutes ago. I went through a complicated underground road.

“I think the Citadel was originally made for use by the state and the army.... Without a chance to do anything, the country was ruined. ”

The driver muttered.

Pot.

The truck stops. There's a powerful flash of light ahead. Soldiers with guns stand up.

“From District 6. This payment is late. ”

A soldier in a goggle visor covering his eyes said. It was an overwhelming tone.

“That's it. ”

The truck driver smiles and says: He opens the cargo hold.

Chi Yin.

The entrance to District 1 has been opened. The door was an automatic metal door. The steel plate was over 50 centimeters thick. You don't seem to nod at the aggravated assault. Soldiers emerge from the interior of District 1. They move the cargo inside.

Lee looked back at the soldiers. They had a feeling of psychic energy. Images like hot ice, blue sparks. That's what it feels like to describe psychic energy.

‘The power cycle. These are well-armed soldiers. ’

They were as heavily armed as the regular army. Lee was curious about the owner of the Citadel.

“If you want to enter District 1, speak now. If you say Saiker, I'll at least give you a chance to take the test. ”

The truck driver told Ihan. Lee got out of the truck. Soldiers' gazes gathered.

“I'd like to meet the Commander of the Citadel. ”

When Lee told me, the soldiers stopped moving. They glanced back at her.

“An outsider? Why? What do you want?”

The soldiers said as if to blame.

The truck driver in the driver's seat raised his head and shouted.

“That young man's a sicker. Pretty strong.You look like a trained biker. ”

The word "sicker" makes the soldiers take their hands off a shotgun. The atmosphere was cold because it wasn't cool.

“Were you in the military? What's the name of the unit?”

I asked like a soldier interrogating me.

“I'd like to see your commander. I'll talk to him myself.”

“Identify yourself first. Stranger.”

I stared at them with calm eyes.

Would it benefit me to know that I belong to the Arc? Is it a loss? ’

I don't know what the commander of the Citadel is like. If there is an organization against the arc, it will be lost to Lee Han.

‘If you have a psychoframe, you must have some connection with the arc. Is that friendly or hostile...? ’

Behavior is always at risk. There is no perfectly safe way. Therefore, we carefully examine the surrounding port and make the closest judgment to the correct answer.

“Ihan is a member of the Cyclops' arc. ”

Soldiers react to the word arc. The soldier said in a mood.

“What's your name? Correct? I'll check for psychic responses. ”

The soldier throws a canned rice. Lee Han lifted the canned goods with his mind.

“Come in.”

The soldier's voice changed. They sent Yihan inside. The iron door closes quietly. Lee Hwan wept his eyes and prepared for the situation. In the worst case, we may engage them.

Woohoo.

‘Sub-military facility.’

Zone 1 was much larger than Zone 6. The compartment was divided into multiple facility structures. The center of the Citadel.

Boy Soldier?

Lee looked at the barren concrete training ground. There was a human or minion model. Even physically, young boys were training to attack models with swords.

“Are we collecting young bikers to train them? ”

Lee said, the soldier nods. The lips under the visor were dry.

“That's right.”

Lee Han frowned. I've been there myself. It was also done by the arc. I understood enough with my head. But I was not emotionally reluctant.