Johnny, who keeps shooting small guns, was truly felt, as if things were subtly strange.
I can't even get my hands on replacing it with a new magazine. Something different from nervousness and fear, I feel like I'm in a hurry.
"Hey, don't waste ammo on a full auto. It's not a machine gun."
"Shut up..."
To Simon in a soft tone, with an impatient face - but Johnny in a trembling voice.
Again, it wasn't just fear, it really felt like there was another cause. Simon seems to be spotting it too, putting his hand on Johnny's shoulder.
"Calm down. It won't even start in a hurry. Calm down first."
Simon can talk quietly. Johnny finally seemed to calm down and exhaled heavily.
The shootout continues. Occasionally, mortars and grenades were also rewarded. I really felt more terrified there than the gun.
The shooting avoidance training I've gained at the Snow Oka Institute only seems half as useful here. With too many enemies scattered around and hidden in the shadows of the rocks, we can't afford to keep an eye on the shooter's muzzle or the shooting hand. When you move out of the shadows of the rocks, you just read the killer almost exclusively, and you're just running around.
Even though the number of government troops was much higher, the battle ended with this victory. He seemed to find the amount of damage unsavory, and the enemy retreated. True men showered their backs with relentless chase bullets.
The battle was over, so I could really take a slow look around where it became a battlefield.
Damage had also been done to the self-armies, but the number of bodies rolling was visibly different, whether it was the difference in terrain and skill. There are four dead here. Six people were injured. The enemy is sending out dozens of dead.
There were other reasons for the overwhelming victory.
"Government soldiers are high in morale, but not in smell. Most of them are like recruits."
The Ariadas, the commander, truly taught me.
"And we have them over here. Those guys, how many did you kill alone?"
Referring to Simon and Lei, who are taking a breath and are bickering, the commander smiles.
Elsewhere, prisoners were captured and Charles was filming commemoratives. Let it solidify in the center, let it sit in the middle hips and take the freeze bose, with Ariada soldiers standing on both sides of it, holding guns and posing for victory.
"Okay, I got a good painting."
As Charles spreads his soft grin and cameras, he approaches the captured soldiers.
"Bye, Adue."
As Charles smiled, he pulled the trigger without hesitation as he stuck a small gun muzzle to the side head of a soldier stiff to fear. A prisoner who closes his eyes and falls sideways.
The other captives are also very lightly shot dead by the soldiers of Ariada. Seeing people's lives cleaned up as if they were garbage, like a very natural task, I realise once again that the truth is that this is the battlefield and I am already at war clearly.
Walking, the dead of his own army are lined up. There was Johnny crying over the corpse.
"It's Norman, who was working with me and Johnny Boy. Only one of the boys came off, got scared and couldn't stand, so Norman went to help him, and that's when he was shot."
Andrew really told the story. I truly understood that Johnny was alone and that things were strange afterwards.
"Damn... see you again... Why... You don't have to save my life for the new girlfriend I just came in today... Die for me..."
With bullets all over his body, Johnny is crying and squeaking in front of Norman's body, where a third of his head is blown away.
Aside from True and Johnny, the recruits whose earlier battles were the first in line, there was another white man, but the other one had shrunk completely with fear. He said he had a background in belonging to the French Foreign Forces and came to the battlefield in search of inspiration.
"You've got plenty of room."
Lei Lei really talks to me. Not to tease, not to review, but to wonder, and as if to blame.
"Is there a problem?
"Because a dull guy in fear is the opposite of a troublemaker. Barbarian courage is not without courage. Fear is a signal to the danger of life."
They don't like this Chinese guy as much as ever, but I still feel true that he's speaking the truth.
Lei Li looks at the recruits who turn pale and remain trembling.
"Recruits are mostly like that in the first line. You, have you ever had a dong-patsy experience somewhere?
"For once...... But... it doesn't mean there's no fear at all."
On the contrary, earlier battles made him more intensely aware of death.
"Fine then. Be careful."
Hearing the true words, Li Lei exhaled and tapped his true shoulder lightly, leaving the spot. Based on its behavior, dialogue and the softness of its voice, I truly decided that it did not mean that Li Lei hated himself.
After the battle, the faction the day after dawn with nothing. After breakfast of the unsavory combat food Combat, the truth is, whatever it is, take a walk inside the camp to observe the soldiers.
The recruit man in the case was shaking all the time, as usual, wrapped around a blanket in the camp.
Johnny looked perfectly calm when it came to it, but felt quite quiet the other way around. Things were changing as if they were someone else.
(In this guy, it looks like something has changed a lot. If I don't see him for three days, I'll scratch him...)
Look at Johnny. I really think. My thoughtful attitude up to yesterday has also shivered, but I am not as extremely afraid as the other recruit.
The truth sees that it still sounds about a soldier who died covering himself.
"What are you looking at, piss-hungry? Killed?"
Johnny's gaze, awesome with the same poor mouth, was truly taken with a merciful eye. If that's from Johnny, I don't like it again.
"He's a faceless, disgusting guy like a doll. Don't you have feelings?"
"I just can't get my emotions out well. That's how they educated me."
If you shut up, you shut up and you don't seem to like it, and you really don't hesitate to say what you want.
"Oh? What the hell? Is it popular in Japan?
"I don't think it's fashionable. My mother didn't like my kids crying and laughing, and she told me not to do anything like that, so I couldn't put my emotions on my face. It's not like you don't have feelings."
"Let's talk about it! I can't imagine being raised with plenty of affection from my parents - a story, but a story!
Johnny is outraged to hear the true story. Truth, on the other hand, is mute.
(I grew up with plenty of love from my parents, but you became a gangster...... And now you're a mercenary...)
True you care more than Johnny is angry.
"I don't even know what your situation is, and I'm sorry I said what I wanted to say. Let's talk about me in exchange."
"I don't want to hear anything else."
"Hey, how can you say that there when you're saying I'm gonna talk! I thought you didn't have the communal skills? Just listen."
Johnny calls out angrily to the truth.
"I just talked in the middle of a conversation, so you don't have to worry about it, and you don't have that rule."
"I don't feel refreshed. That's all I know. That's why they call it a communal disorder."
One way or the other, you're a communist.
"What!? Ask ten billion people and they won't get that answer back! I'm Normal! You're the communist!
"It's a communal disorder at a point where you get mucky and yell right after that"
"Oh!? I don't know what that means! You're not talking about something that's relevant to whether it's a communal disorder!
"I can't communicate properly at a point where I get angry right away, and even at a point where I have to explain this, it's weird"
"Bullshit! I've never heard anything like that! Though I'm sure it makes sense in you alone!
Soon other soldiers are paying attention to Johnny and his true statement. The truth was that I noticed that gaze, but Johnny, who really eats it, doesn't even notice that fact at all that excites me.
"Hey, Bad Ass. You were crying yesterday, and you're doing fine today."
Simon comes and laughs lovingly, speaking to Johnny.
"Thanks to you. You think I'm gonna run away with a snag and tail to that extent?
"I don't care, nobody's interested in you."
Seeing what Johnny had to say, Simon narrowed his eyes to nostalgia.
"It's like he's back."
"I thought so, too."
Lei Li and Charles look at Johnny in a faraway roll and whisper.
"Hey, Lee Lee, you and Johnny organize next. Truth remains, it's me and Alan."
"Huh?"
Nominated by Simon, Li Lei utters a disgusting voice.
"Listen to all Lei's instructions. And now move to never lose sight of him. Don't repeat the same thing."
"Oh, oh..."
Johnny nodded with a strange face, too, to Simon, who ordered him to be true-faced and awesome.
"Li Lei can do as he always does. This guy is just a way to follow it."
"Yes, sir. Shh."
Simon tells me to take on Li Lei with his head on.
"Is something wrong?
Charles squeaks. Lei Lei looks ahead of Charles' gaze.
The commander is talking to the soldiers of the other troops who came early in the morning.
Eventually the commander assembled them all and told them.
"It seems government forces are disrupting the footprint. Looks like there was a rattle in the other side. They said there was a simultaneous attack on the other factions yesterday, but this one is all winning"
Upon hearing the Commander's report, the Ariada soldiers offer their compliments.
"So. The scouts let me know that one of the enemy bases is getting thinner. I want to attack here and take control of one of the enemy bases. But there's also the possibility that it's an attractive trap."
The commander coughs here.
"There, there. I want Simon and the others to move as a separate unit, with a slight time difference, to storm the enemy stronghold from the side. If it's a trap, I just need you to stir it up to help get the squad away and just leave."
"Fake to make a lot of this one look good. With reinforcements."
Simon had a subtle face. It really seemed like I didn't like the Commander's maneuver.
"That's the thing. Please leave quickly. Operation decision is night."
The mercenaries are the only ones leaving, and all the Ariada soldiers say they will stay here.
"It is Miemier who is deluding. You're like a cunt. Or a shield for the main unit."
Away from the commander, where the mercenaries gathered among themselves, Simon said.
"That's what you're gonna do."
Johnny bites first.
"That's what we do. This is how they always treat me. If you don't like it, stop being a mercenary and go home and sleep with Sico. This is what this is all about, isn't it? Our lives are the cheapest of all mankind."
"Gu......"
Simon taunted me, and Johnny roared, but didn't try to say anything more.
"No, you said it the wrong way. Our lives are being seen cheaply. I'm not selling my life cheap, and I'm not selling it to any of them here."
"Hey, Simon, I'm sorry about your cool dialogue, but you're not coming out of that duvet. What am I supposed to do?"
Andrew reports. I guess you're referring to another recruit.
"I'm forced to take you on a hippie. I can't go back any way right now, and I'm not leaving my free meal behind. Forced to hold the gun. If he dies without use, that's it."
Simon lightly makes a decision that can be described as ruthless.
"It's easy for you to say, but you can't take care of that."
And, Charles.
"Right. Charles, I got it."
"Hey."
Charles glanced at Simon, making him laugh, and hated him all over his body.