Limit Breaker

"Huff! Huff! Ugh!"

After shedding the loose webs of Riellus' spider silk on purpose, Kahnapa, who managed to escape, ran mad without even looking back, wondering if some of the attackers were coming after her.

"Oops!?"

However, his sprint after finishing his power ended with a twisted foot and a fall.

He quickly turns back and lets out a sigh of relief after confirming that no one is coming after him.

"Haaa... Haaa...!"

As the legs thumped and my heart exploded, a crazy afterstorm came rushing in at once, my ears thumped big enough.

I don't know why he hasn't been chasing himself, but once he fell down and regained his strength, Kahnapa began to think of a way to save the villagers.

What the hell are they? '

Kahnapa, who was managing the crops on the outskirts of the village, decided that it was impossible on his own against the villagers and the attackers who heard the strange phenomenon of cattle goats.

'I don't know what it is, but I can't do it alone. We have to ask someone for help.'

But to whom?

Although there is an American military garrison nearby, they will start doubting, even if the Kurds themselves ask for help.

Even if I know the situation later, I won't be able to save the villagers if I'm too late.

Moreover, because Kurdish terrorists hide themselves or use them sparingly as intermediate supplies, if the US military comes and finds any trace of them, it's over.

But because it's not a terrorist village, it's just the same people, and because it's not a Kurdish ethnic group, it's not a terrorist, but because it's a Kurdish ethnic fighter for Kurdish independence, we've given them a place to stay, but I'm sure the Americans who don't understand that are going to kill them all.

'Then……!'

Kahnapa had been thinking about the terrorists they had helped instinctively since the arrival of the raiders, so it didn't take long.

He lies down and regains some strength. He rushes towards the usual terrorist base.

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Enemies.

Jinwoo chewed the dried fruit and filled her stomach with stored drinking water all over the house.

"Phew! Now I can live."

Thirsty is thirsty, and hungry is hungry, even when your physical abilities are enhanced.

Other slaves also replenished the water because of the high moisture loss due to the hot climate, and prepared a precaution in case of the incident, such as filling the barrels found in the village with water and taking two per person.

Even if the worst happens and we have to evacuate the village, this amount will be enough until we find another town.

The villagers are furious at their actions of plundering golden drinking water, but their willingness to resist the phenomenon just now did not rise.

'By the way, we need weapons.'

Humans rely more on what they see than they think.

If there are hostages here, but they don't have firearms, terrorists are more likely to underestimate their forces and carry out an ambush than negotiations.

'Plus, I have to repair all the power suits once.'

Power suits should also be repaired to look ugly as they may have been slightly distorted or badly burnt by the explosion.

I felt that I needed the facilities and equipment needed to repair my weapons and power suit, but I decided to pose a threat with the best of my abilities because it was not available right now.

'There's nothing I can do. Even if I'm going to the Ranged Character, I can't just sit here and play at this crucial point.'

Even if he enjoyed fun as a character who hides his power and uses only ranged weapons, he had an important first step in his organization, and he couldn't just push on with his concept.

"My Lord."

At that time, Riellus, who was searching the house, called out to us.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"I think the master's looking for you."

"W-wait...!"

"Hehe?"

Jinwoo smiled at the village chief's reaction, who seemed to have noticed something important. He told both Iscilia and Harin that he could kill one or two people by example and headed to the house he had just left.

The place she was headed to was a barn like a warehouse, and as she went inside, she found a sealed wooden box covered in dirt and caves presumably sold.

"Heheheh heh. That's the right kind of spin."

As her delicate sense of spider becomes agitated, Riellus' sense of heightened dozens of times makes it easier for her to find the hidden object, simply grabbing the box and stepping outside.

The villagers were perplexed by the fact that they all knew what was in the crate, and he enjoyed their reactions and moved his hand toward the lid of the sealed wooden crate.

"Come on! I'll check it out! Follow me! Thump, thump, thump!"

I'm out!

The locking locks on the entrance were forcefully removed, and the locks on the wooden box were broken without overcoming the force, and the lid was opened to reveal what was inside.

"Khh... Khh... I feel like I've been out of luck lately. I got the bingo shot right."

The crates were stacked with national weapons, AK-47, AK-74, and a magazine occupied space on one side.

To be honest, I expected the terrorist village to be a little deeper, but it feels completely licensed.

"Heave-ho!"

Heave-ho!

"Hiic……!"

"Ugh...!"

Once he picks up the AK-47 from the top and combines the magazines, he starts checking the condition of the weapon by pointing a gun at the villagers.

As the muzzle moves toward them, the villagers struggle with fear, but he enjoys the reaction of the villagers and settling down the trigger and checking the condition inside.

"Hmm... It's quite well-maintained. Hey, Grandpa. You guys are terrorists, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

"You think I look like an iceberg hotpants? I have hard evidence like this in front of my eyes. Where are you lying? Do you want to hide?"

In his increasingly harsh tone, the chief insisted that he was not a terrorist in a desperate voice.

"We don't care about fighting or war! Only those who are satisfied with being able to live in peace like this...!"

"Oh, okay. Just tell me where this came from, man."

Tak!

Jinwoo slaps his cheek with a pistol, ignoring the chief's words, and the chief's rough, dark brown skin turns slightly red to make him feel a little more energetic.

Despite his humiliating behavior, some residents insisted, but the chief opened his mouth first to prevent him from doing anything nonsense.

"... It's a weapon of warriors much deeper inside this town. We just gave them a place to rest and hid supplies."

"Is that so?"

A lot of things have been a little annoying lately, either strangely or unfortunately, but he was fortunately given the conditions to talk to the terrorist at once, and as he gained a new weapon and felt better, he had just disappeared as if the harsh atmosphere had been a lie.

'I don't like that you can't renovate because you don't have a workstation, but you can't make a full noise here.'

"Everyone keep one of these. And if it's uncomfortable for them to shoot, be sure to wear this."

Jin Woo tapped his head with his finger in the 'This' part, and the slaves used a headrest to answer briefly.

"What the hell are you? What's the point of taking hostages like us peasants?"

The chief, who judged them to be non-U.S. soldiers for their uniforms, food and water plundering, and weapons procured locally, asked Jinwoo's party to identify them.

'Hmm……. We can be on the same side if we talk well, so it might be a bit annoying if we make them too rebellious.'

If it goes well, you may have to see a lot of faces after working with terrorists.

I thought that if I persecuted the villagers here so badly and created a bad atmosphere, things would be a little annoying, so I changed my direction a bit.

'We just need to gather information about Saladin's legacy that terrorists have, and that's it. I have no reason to see you since then.'

If you want to continually shake hands with terrorists and shake up the world, you need to establish some intimacy.

However, Jin Woo didn't even want to play with the American military in the Middle East.

To create the world's greatest organization that encompasses the entire world and become the world's greatest evil. It was his first priority that all good heroes regard him as the ultimate boss.

Even though it had become the worst evolution and became a hostile relationship, he was confident of powerlessly uncovering the secret, so he couldn't find any reason to suppress his desire for Extra 1, which he would never see again.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"This energy……."

At that time, some sensory-sensitive slaves felt something strange airflow.

In Korea, Peter rarely fights with villains, so Harin, who has relatively little combat experience, tilts his head and only reacts with questions about his classmates' reactions.

"Here he comes, spreading the iron in his life."

As I explained before, the human senses have the same ability as the animal senses.

Although those who do not know for reasons of manual manualization, uneducated, repetitive proficiency, practical experience, and unscientific reason are regarded as unfounded nonsense or moods, Jin Woo is also sensitive to these unfounded feelings of human beings because he can feel intuitively through his voice's accent, eyes, and small actions if he hates or ridicules someone in the real world.

Was he closer than you thought? Or is there a way to move something faster? '

Jinwoo also thought that the existences beyond the peaks within less than an hour of taking over the village were not terrorists, but somehow he sent a signal flicking his finger at the slaves because it was clear that someone with a life force was coming this way.

The slaves who received his signal made the hostages stand in a line, threatening them with guns, and shortly after, a wall of phosphorus made of hostages was completed.

"Now, let's start negotiating."

Having thought about negotiating with them in the way terrorists like to use it, Jinwoo, who was feeling refreshingly good, waited for the target or group to live with a big smile.