Thirty minutes before Bubaba received a report of the raid.
"That's gonna be a lot harder than I thought."
"Oh."
Simon said as he looked up at the hill where Bubbaba supposedly lurked, and his new home nodded as well.
The hills are wooded, and there are soldiers lurking in the trees. I don't know how many enemy soldiers there are, but I only know that there are quite a few.
But the truth is, I didn't see many enemies lurking. You might know a little closer, but the new home and Simon seem to feel it from this position, even if they can't see the enemy.
(I wonder if this is the difference in experience)
As I look at my new home and Simon's back, I truly think.
In the basement of a small cabin that seems to be on the hill, Bubbaba says.
"Only that it's not Gaseneta, you can tell by that unusual vigilance."
"The interests of the land are being taken by the enemy, and now how do we attack them?
Li Lei urges policy towards the new home. Li Lei thinks that being taken in the interest of the ground is quite a handful, and he says souring his mouth from day to day.
If the enemy were to grasp the terrain further, it would suck. It is clear from the fact that the United States, with its advantages in equipment and quantity, has struggled with the Taliban in Afghanistan and with the Vietnam War.
"It's a forest, so we have the advantage of being able to hide and approach this one. What about the landmine fields?"
However, the new home did not find the current situation to be unilaterally unfavourable.
Andrew's checking on the mine detector right now.
Simon answers his new home. Thanks to high-performance remote mine detectors, there is also a sense that the threat of landmines has faded slightly in recent wars.
"Mines are buried. I'll transfer the location data."
Andrew reports. Setting up an antenna and searching from quite a distance, exhausting the buried mines, reading the coordinates of the current position and the location of the mines, as well as the terrain, and transferring them to their respective fingertip phones. When you approach a mine, it's how your phone reacts and vibrates.
However, it is possible to detect mines, which are foreign objects buried in the ground, but it is difficult to discern even the kind of booby traps that are manipulated in a wide variety of ways.
"As usual, we're gonna split up in threesomes and go up"
The new home commands, and the trio is put together immediately. The truth was Johnny and Simon.
Mercenaries and PLA elite units, from all directions, climb the hill slowly so they can't find it. There will be surveillance cameras, and one day you will always find them, but I want to climb them as far as I can before I find them.
Moving from the shade to the shade of the tree and climbing carefully while avoiding landmines, gunshots continue to sound inadvertently from a remote location. The True Three jump into a slightly larger tree.
Towards where the truths were, and toward the trees, bullets are fired upon with rain. Because of the gunshots, they even found us.
"Did you find someone fast?"
Simon sighs in an outfit with his back in the shade and his ass cake on.
"What idiot -! They found you, you idiot!
I heard a scream of a new home from a short distance away.
"I don't know about that idiot."
"Absolutely."
Johnny and Simon laugh bitterly. But Simon's expression tightened quickly.
"Get in the mood and hope. It's been all about null games lately, but not this time"
"I know. Don't treat me like a recruit forever."
Johnny spreading a nasty grin.
"I've been doing this for over a year and I'm finally graduating from Rookie. It can only be called a serving after about two or three years of fighting. You're still running away."
Simon makes me say it in a gentle tone.
"Even though the backstreet starter in Japan is said to be a veteran if it lasts six months?
That's all there is to it. It's a null one.
Simon overtakes the true word.
(Though -)
Simon looks sideways at the truth as he shoots a gun from the shade of a tree.
(This guy hasn't started a mercenary for six months yet, but if you just look at his movements, he won't take a pull on a veteran. Of course there are rough shredded areas or areas that don't go around your head, but the speed of absorption nevertheless has something to keep an eye on)
Soldiers fight in a variety of situations. Rotate your head full anyway to suit that situation. The rules of thumb make me understand more things, and I see things that I can't see, and I can think of things that I couldn't think of. But by man the difference is fierce, and those who swallow badly, or are unlucky, die while they are rookies.
From Simon's eyes, the truth was that the place where a man could learn one and do one thing was seen as a delicacy where three or more things could be done before he could learn one. Excellent motor nerves and good head rotation. Then there's the courage. It is a masterpiece given more than two things by heaven.
(There's no such thing as letting a guy live in a peaceful society, and the way he came where he was supposed to come)
That made me feel somewhat happy, Simon.
The gunfire in the area around True Dynasty subsides a little.
(Isn't this your chance to run up now?
Stop shooting guns yourself, Johnny thinks.
But Simon doesn't try to move. Naturally, really.
Gunshots subside, time flies. Simon and I don't really try to shoot either.
"Hey, both of you, how long have you been solidifying like that?
Suspicious of Simon and Truth, who don't try to move, Johnny speaks up. Especially Simon. Johnny, who is stained with moving after a veteran's movements, can't move unless Simon moves.
"There's still a stream over there"
The answer was true. Johnny is surprised, Simon sees the truth as impressed.
"That's the thing. Sometimes we need to fight the currents, but not now. It's only a few more moves to change the flow before we see how it goes."
"I don't know. I'll follow you."
"I don't know. It's not. Make sure you get a good look out."
"Wow..."
Attention Simon, infidel rotten Johnny.
"But aren't your allies fighting and hurting until that flow changes?
Johnny hits Simon with questions.
"It doesn't mean don't inadvertently try to step forward. The enemy is taking advantage of the land, and the numbers are higher. You still tend to be less crisis conscious."
"Oh well..."
Shortly after Johnny shrugged, another gunshot rang nearby. Near Johnny's feet are worn.
"Look, look."
Simon looks up at Johnny and laughs.
"I'm putting on a rush. Even your enemies are not stupid. They were going to shoot where we jumped out."
"But you didn't come inside, boiled your business and shot it out."
"Ahhh... I knew I was the only immature one. It's synchronized with the truth."
When Simon and I are truly told to go on, Johnny becomes infidel again. That doesn't mean I'm seriously unfaithful. About half of them are poses. Now Johnny consciously defends himself as immature, strives not to die, and is equipped with a humble mindset to catch up with a veteran at all.
The shooting continued for a while, confirming that this one shot about four people.
"All right, go"
Simon said, jumping out of the shade. True and Johnny go on as well.
Looks like the nearby enemies weren't wiped out, guns are fired at the three of them, but it's no big deal compared to before.
"Fuck!"
Johnny poisons him and keeps shooting his gun as he runs. It was a nuance of restraint, but I saw the enemy in full view for a moment, so I shot one down all the time here.
(What the hell is killing and living)
True whines in his mouth as he climbs the slopes. Killing and living are the same, concentrating all nerves on those two. Strong awareness of killing and living at the same time. True learned that was killing each other.
Inside the left and right woods, there is a foggy, non-directional killer.
Even if the intent to kill is directed at me, it is difficult to react because of the electromagnetic waves named Multiple Killers flying there. But still, I feel it, and when I react, I have to move immediately. If you don't, you die.
(The number of enemies is considerably higher than this one. Whether you were hiding or your new home or Simon just from outside the woods, you seemed intuitive)
The truth was I didn't know it from outside the woods, but I felt that way after going inside for a while.
True noodle hair reacted as he was traveling fast.
(Coming!
Murder directed at me. Found by the enemy. And the fear that the enemy will attack first.
Truth was instantly lowering himself and jumping forward to jump in. Shortly afterwards, the gunfire continued to sound.
Next door was Johnny. Johnny was reacting the same way and fleeing in the same direction as true. Johnny and I have been growing steadily in the last few months.
Simon lay down and was shooting back at his opponent. True and Johnny also confirm that enemy soldiers fall sideways from the shade.
I can hear gunshots coming from there, from far and near. And even the explosion sounds. Someone seems to have caught a booby trap.
Simon suddenly stopped and pulled the trigger with the muzzle pointing over the tree. True and Johnny also stop one tempo late and look on the tree.
At a distance apart, two soldiers who went up to the tree and lurked between the branches are shot down by Simon.
(I can't believe I found that one even though it's pretty far from here...)
True as I am aware of Simon when my eyes are good, my attention is high, and my sensitivity to signs is extraordinary.
An explosion sounds nearby. Looks like a mine, not a booby trap. Smoke is rising from among the trees. You'll know if you get close, but still you have an ally who stepped on it, or the enemy accidentally stepped on it, either way it would be an explosion by mistake when it comes to landmines. True pray that it is an enemy mistake.
True consciousness turns to the explosion sound of that mine.
Shortly thereafter, Truth reminded me that my nerves were loose for a moment.
Obviously, the killing that was directed at me - but I was slow to react. I understood myself that it was too late. Nervous loosening - poking a slight void of alarm, the enemy attacked.
A gunshot sounded before the truth moved his body, and the truth struck his chest and fell to the side.