Rashid's four guns blow fire simultaneously.

Simon sighed, gently stepping on the steppe and dodging, shooting the gun where Rashid saw a gap.

Rashid gets shot in the chest and peeps down.

"A few of them with guns, look, I'd be the only one shooting at them. Then you'd better carry a Gatling gun with you."

Simon shoots further at the fallen Rashid as he says in a grumpy tone. Now I aimed at my head.

Rashid rolled out of sight and avoided the bullet, but aimed at the back of that rolling Rashid's head and fired yet another shot at Simon.

A bullet pierces through the base of his neck to his throat, and Rashid spits out blood. So it seemed that the battle had been won.

"Kugo.............................."

But Rashid is not completely dead yet. Squeeze your last force and put your hands on a grenade that sits on your hips.

Simon also watched the movement properly. A hand stretched out to the grenade is shot through.

Rashid's obsession also broke off there. My body cramps as I spit blood. He peeled off his white eyes and ended up in a painful shape.

"Not yet."

Seeing the battle between True and Johnny and Omar on the sidelines, Simon shrugs. Don't you dare touch me. There's no need for that either. I knew True and Johnny would win.

(This guy's willing to kill anytime soon.)

Johnny gets a little snotty with the true killer next door.

(Should I turn to backup from behind? I'm better off with this guy, Li. I can stand up.)

Johnny decides and moves in his right position with nature, even without exchanging words. Truly aware of Johnny's movements like that, I am going to move along with it myself.

Omar still has a huge shield, lurking in his shield and shooting at him. While shooting from True and Johnny would also be prevented, the barrel protruding from Omar's shield appeared in True's eyes like a struggle to set a goal.

It's easy to see the orientation of the barrel, so the truth is, while avoiding shooting, try to get around to the side of Omar with it wide aside.

"Mmmm!?

Omar moves his shield to match his true movement.

"Ah!?

On the other hand, since Johnny is not moving, Omar will expose the exposed half of his body from his shield to Johnny.

Johnny shoots Omar. Omar abandons his shield and rushes around to dodge it.

"Are you stupid...... this guy"

Sneering Johnny.

True points the gun at Omar, who tried to stand up shortly after dodging.

Omar reacts to it and jumps all at once from his mid back.

"Muggle!"

Eating bullets shot from a true gun on his shoulder and flank, Omar shouted sadly.

Omar glances at the impact of the bullet, yet shoots the gun toward the truth. It's almost a painful counterattack.

In contrast to such an omal, the truth is to calmly look at the muzzle and the timing of the shooting and avoid it.

Johnny shoots at Omar even more. I'll shoot you too.

Johnny's bullet hits Omar's foot. The bulletproof fiber didn't push through, but Omar saw a bad portion in the boulder and tried to escape.

Omar jumping off the rooftop. We've also confirmed that the jeep is stopped downstairs. I can hit my body hard on the body, but it's better than a clash on the ground.

Jeep runs out. I don't even know if Jeeve had anything to do with Mowmime, so I really hesitated to shoot him and dropped Omar's escape as it were.

"Ha, that went well, dude"

Johnny reaches for the truth, grips his fist and makes him laugh.

Really silent and similarly fisted, gently engaged with Johnny's fist.

When the truth turned to Simon and Rashid, the battle was already on. Rashid has fallen into a depression and is dying from being shot in the neck.

"Looks like you're flashy down there, and I'll cover you."

"Oops."

Encouraged by Simon, Johnny and True faintly rode themselves out of the roof and began shooting Mormime soldiers who were at gunfights in front of the hotel. Simon started shooting as well, from a slightly off spot with the two of them.

The battle with Mowmime did not last that long.

The mercenaries felt as they tried to fight the Mormime soldiers and made a much more skilled move than the last South American guerrilla.

But the mercenary side took advantage of the land first, and the battle became a one-sided development.

Mowmime avoided an impossible engagement and quickly took a decision to withdraw before much sacrifice was made and fled.

"They won to win, but they can't be caught off guard inside. It's no exaggeration to speak of a warring soldier."

"I didn't just leave the U.S. Army on a boulder. It's not like Dade's been fighting here for decades."

After the battle, his new home in the hotel lobby and Charles were uttering praise for nature and his enemies.

"The pair of people who were named and told to watch out were disappointing people on the contrary."

Simon comes and says there. True and Johnny are behind it too.

"Those six arms, I wanted to do it."

"So it wasn't a big deal."

"Well, maybe it is from Simon."

While Charles and Simon are in conversation, the new home finds a hotel employee and goes to get him.

"Get the owner out!

It's a new home that utters a voice that I intend to give Dos the best of my ability, but it's not good because of the high pitch. But employees call the owner on the intercom with tremors because they know the opponent was a mercenary who had a shootout until earlier.

"Andrew, take it down."

Following instructions from his new home, Andrew strangled the owner who showed up with wings from behind.

"Ahhh, this uncle, his body odor is so cute ~. Her hair is also quite thick."

The owner trembles at Andrew for mouthing disgusting things as he sniffs his neck.

"You ticked the place here, didn't you? No, are you part of the Mo 'mime, too?

"Hey, what are you talking about!

Owners expose their fears to a new home asking with a sinister look.

"It would have been nice if the terror superiors had just become grenades and recoilless cannons and cleaned up, but that's what they were doing when they pulled their guns off and got on board and engaged. Because I didn't want the hotel destroyed. Comrades care about boulders."

Hear the words of your new home and the owner takes a breath.

"Spit it out honestly. Otherwise, the guy who's holding you down right now will take your pants off and eat your strawberries raw. He's a perverted demon who's eaten up dozens of male roots."

"Hey, whatever it is, it's terrible. Because I don't do that."

"Even though people are blackmailing you, you make an effort to get a little conversation together!

The new home exasperatingly summoned Andrew to protest and deny it.

"In the meantime, if you honestly admit it and follow this one, I won't kill you. If you want to cut the syrah..."

A new home pulls out a massive survival knife. The blade reflects a ray of light, and the owner drips a cold sweat.

"Oh yeah...... I called it in. But I am not from Mowmime. He's only one of the sympathizers."

Perceived owner acknowledges.

"Did we find out exactly who we were? Would you like to disguise yourself as a local?

Li Lei said, the new house shakes its head to the side.

"It stinks and I don't need it. We know where they are anyway, and we can just attack them now. More than that... we can use this guy."

The new home spread a mean grin as she looked at the owner.

"When we get to base, we'll let this guy have some false information. Leave the two of us here and watch this guy."

"Then I'll keep an eye on you. I'll hold the owner like this and keep an eye on him."

"I'm not going to be able to move because I'm wounded, too, so I'm going to turn to watch."

Andrew and Carl, the mercenary who was shot in the foot, offered.

"That's why we're going"

Following the life of their new home, the mercenaries left the hotel behind as they took their weapons and headed to where Maumim's executives lurked.

Hazam, a Maumim executive, was thinking about what to do next, following reports of a failed raid on a hotel where the mercenaries were lurking.

Hazam takes seriously the fact that Omar was injured and Rashid was killed, not just lost. The enemy is quite skilled. I can't get through with my half-breed hands.

After much thought, the owner of the hotel where the mercenaries were staying called.

"I eavesdropped on their conversation, and I think I know where your base is. You think a separate unit is going to plant a bomb in the building and bring it down? '

"If an air strike doesn't work, do you think there's a bomb set up to destroy the building? Ridiculous."

Upon hearing the owner's report, Hazam was throwing up something out of the ordinary.

'Their conversation was only fragmented, so it's possible they've already planted a bomb'

"Okay. Thank you for your information."

Admitting that it was a dangerous situation that was not strange whenever he was bombed, Hazam ordered everyone to promptly remove Azit when he told his men this story.

Hazam and several other soldiers left Ajit and tried to get in the car, while shooting began.

Every soldier but Hazam falls. The moment Hazam looks back to return to Azit, behind Hazam's knees on both legs, he is shot at the same time, and Hazam falls.

The soldiers who are still in Ajito will not try to be detoured. The soldiers who left before Hazam drove for some time before the car was blown up.

"Lightly scratched. Fools are easy to handle and helpful."

One man appears laughing at Niyaniya before Hazam, who fell into depression. It was my new home.

Crouching, a new home that puts a pistol on Hazam's head.

"They killed my duck, and I can't forgive this guy. I won't kill you right away because of personal grievances."

"Heh... heh heh, haha!

Listening to that dialogue in his new home, Hazam tried to make him laugh as hard as he could.

Hazam was so intuitive that the murdered Dachi and the others must have been someone in the room that he was decorating. That's weird - no, at least I lost, and I decided that was weird, and I laughed at him as if I was going to put up a vanity.

"What's your dachi's name?

Hazam asks, but the new home doesn't answer.

"Ha ha, take a look at my room. I'm sure there's your duck. My collection..."

In the middle of words, a new home shot Hazam in the head.

"I don't know what shit worms say. I'm a human being."

When you throw up, your new home gets up.

"Mission accomplished. The target has been targeted, but there are still numerous Mowmime and his sympathies lurking in this country. Whenever there's retaliation, it's not weird, and I'm just leaving this country. Much worse than the anti-government guerrillas in Central and South America during this time. It's like this country is full of enemies."

A new home tells the mercenaries. When I originally crushed one executive base, I was going to leave immediately. It was also that kind of contract.

The mercenaries get in the car at once and start moving. However, the routes are separate for each car. He was also wary of solidifying and moving in one place to exhaust the grid.

"And if you do it here, you're gonna be moving around."

Charles says as he drives his car.

"Right. Why don't we just sit back and fight in the same place? Of course I'm tired of the same place all the time. It's like we've been traveling too much here lately."

Li Lei in the passenger seat agrees and looks over the back mirror at his new home in the back seat.

"Last time it was Captain Logan's convenience, and this time Mormime couldn't help but move fast."

And, Charles.

"There's a good reason. I'll tell you why."

I said in a distracted voice that my new home was.

"What? Tell me why."

Andrew, recovered on his way to the hotel, voices dissatisfaction.

"Shh... tell me..."

Charles and Andrew were stunned when asked why they would change the battlefield when they did it in a short period of time, emanating from the mouth of their new home. Li Lei was somewhat, but I wasn't too surprised because I thought he wasn't.

"I wish you'd said it sooner. That's when he died."

"Totally."

"Sorry."

The new home made a rare and honest apology to complaining Charles and Andrew.