The eleventh presidential squad of the Mercenary School and more than fifty mercenaries entered the Seguramian Republic.
Hearing about the eleventh term of that mercenary school's chair squad going to that Seguroan republic, many mercenaries hope to act together, making it a bigger place than usual. For the first time, some have acted with the eleventh presidential squad of the Mercenary School, while others have fought together several times in the past. Those who once fought as enemies were also joined by several.
Even in a few conflict zones, there can be no doubt that the Republic of Seguroa is the world's largest war zone. It's been eliminated in news around the world.
The Republic of Segroamia is a still young country that was only independent roughly twenty years ago. And without a year of statehood, the political situation became unstable. It is a common pattern in which different languages, peoples and cultures are packed in and distributed from one country.
The cause of political anxiety is the same pattern again. It is a classic flow from the last century: it emanates from clashes between conservatives and reformers, where armies from other countries intervene and develop into proxy wars in the mud. And it is a people like no other in any time that eats its split.
Today, the Republic of Segroamia has been vandalized by the remnants of a huge armed force called the 'Lost Paradigm', up to about a third of the country.
Lost Paradigm is an armed group that repeatedly loots and kills when it appears in conflict zones. Nothing in particular seems to be the doctrine of doctrine, the scale of which swelled extremely enormously as a result of recruiting personnel from all over the world with the touch of welcoming anyone who just wants to break out multiplied by the dogma of war. At its height, it had millions of units of armies.
Depending on their strength, there were many dictators besides Seguroamia who invited the Lost Paradigm to their country.
But inviting them in leads to the destruction of the land itself. Those who aggressively plunder and slaughter the people. But even if you sacrifice your people and turn your country into scorched earth, if you make me the dictator you want to pass through, those are the very ones who can use it as a force of war. When they appeared on every battlefield in the world, they swept the city into a vortex.
The sources of funding and operating systems of the organisation have long been a mystery, but the countries and forces that were leaping behind them have been exposed, and the executive classes have been killed one after the other, after the sources of funding have been turned down, and in recent years, their power has weakened.
But even if weakened, the power of the Lost Paradigm was a threat. It now ravages many cities in the Republic of Seguroa, albeit small.
It was also the unparalleled Seguroan President Mogoa who invited the Lost Paradigm into Seguroa. We see the fight against anti-government forces as unfavourable, pulling them into their own factions at the cost of the blood of the people and the ravages of the land, and still trying to stick to the regime.
There are many who say or speak face to face that there is no good or evil in war, but this civil unrest is clear about good and evil.
There are certainly wars with vague schematics of good and evil. There is also an unsaved battlefield where both the dictator's men, the government forces, and the militias who teeth to it, begin to kill and plunder their citizens. The newcomers were avoiding those battlefields as much as possible. Because I don't want to risk my life for a battle without daunt.
But seeing this misery of Segloamia, what can one do to obscure the borders of good and evil?
It is the civil unrest in the Seguramian Republic today that many see as the end of the Lost Paradigm. At present, the Lost Paradigm is not active outside this country. It was believed that all the constituents were assembling in the Republic of Segroamia in an attempt to reconstitute.
That is why the multinational army, with Europe and the United States as its main axis, was also assembled in Seguroamia to stop the breath roots of the Lost Paradigm, sometimes repeatedly employing citizens in air strikes.
There can be no doubt that the civil war in the Republic of Seguroa is, in the midst of the conflicts currently taking place on Earth, the largest intense war district, but this is still largely calming now.
Russia, which was now outside the United States, pulling up and providing aid to the Seguroan government, has cut off aid.
Government forces are rapidly losing power. The expanded scourge of war is also now rapidly shrinking. Without the Lost Paradigm, winning or losing is the place to decide.
But civil unrest still persists. Signs of peace coming to this country are yet to be seen.
The truth by this time was that I was already completely used to seeing rolling limbs, splashed flesh pieces, sticky guts, split upper and lower bodies, heads away from the torso, and corpses whose entire bodies twisted and rolled in distorted forms.
The smell of human decay and the smell of human burning makes the nasal cavity unfamiliar. You may get used to it if you smell it all the time, but you're not even surrounded by corpses that far for four or six hours. Of course I don't even want to be surrounded by such corpses.
Truth is, the fiercer the eleventh presidential squad of the Mercenary School was growing so rapidly that it was eye-catching.
"Because the thickness and weight of flowing time are different between teenage hungry ghosts and adults over twenty. Above all, teenagers, everything they receive resonates with their hearts very strongly. What you experience or study during this period affects your life. Yet Japan, then, let him waste his precious teen time in jail by letting him learn all the stuffing he can't help but add to his abilities. It's a terrible sin."
That's what the new home said while looking at the truth.
Li Lei, Adonis and Charles said the same thing. Truth is, they must have also been struck into an intense wedge that would have shaped them again in their time as teenagers and into their lives afterwards.
"You may not have noticed, but you are so lucky to have escaped the world. I didn't have to waste my time. I've been through a lot, and I can absorb it."
"What were you doing when you were a teenager?
"I dropped out of high school and spent about a month in the library reading ideas. And then I was painting."
Truth is, I wonder how it's different from studying at school.
"Then I went to America with Simon and enlisted in the alien unit that the United States had just established, but that alien unit itself was so sparse that I felt a lot lost... well, it didn't suit my skin. So, I joined the French Foreigners Unit with Simon, where I heard that the Mercenary School was more exciting, moved to the Mercenary School, and eventually settled down there. That was when we were fifteen. Is that it? Was he sixteen years old when he entered mercenary school?
Simon grew up in Japan when he was a kid, and he truly knew the story of being close to his new home from before.
"I think what you've gained in the last six months is considerable. And of course, what we're going to experience. There may have been some things to lose or some nasty changes."
"You've become resistant to sleeping with a light body."
I always slept with heavy equipment on the battlefield. The truth is that I'm starting to feel at peace sleeping with luggage like weapons, ammunition, water bottles, food all over my body. When I go back to base or the city to sleep, I even feel that my body should be light, which makes me anxious.
"I know, but it'll be fixed in a while, away from the battlefield. No, it makes switching somewhat easier. But wearing it in gear and heavy all over your body doesn't change just how you feel at ease."
That said the new home smiled. Truth is, I didn't really like the new home thing, but what I said at this time is a very good impression and burning in my memory.
A semi-destructed city. Buildings destroyed by air strikes. Bullet marks and blood marks visible there.
True to have traveled several battlefields so far, but I have never seen such a terrible battlefield before.
The sight of a body somewhat clamping the prototype being exposed to the wild and rolling, which seems to have been blown away by the bombing, was also noticed many times just walking. There's no one to clean up the body.
The destruction of the city was truly more impressive than the impact of the body. It felt as if I had come to another world. Or like I got lost in a movie. There are safe buildings, but many of them are broken everywhere. Traces of bombings can also be seen everywhere on the road. Some are caused by air strikes, while others appear to be recoilless cannons and grenades.
Many times I saw the sight of a distorted car rolling over or upside down. Paradoxically, I also witnessed a corpse in it that appeared to be accompanied by a family being left intact. In the passenger seat of an upside down car, a half-rotting mother was pressing her head against the car ceiling while holding a rotten baby. There were no eyeballs anymore, and there were a large number of maggots in the orbit.
The city doesn't seem to function as a city. The shops are all empty. In some cases, the display shelves on the table were lined up with the heads of the elderly in place of the goods.
I also saw a body that was turned into an exposed person. Probably a Lost Paradigm soldier. Tragic torture is inflicted throughout the body, hands, arms and shoulders are struck against the wall, and the walls are probably marked with abusive letters.
It reminds me of the fight against the Mexican drug cartels.
Seeing the corpse of Xu, Li Lei shrugs.
"That was a different battlefield than usual. This time too... I have a feeling it's going to take many different forms"
Simon said. Not the usual loving smile. That's a tight look.
"Our job is to clean it up."
New home opens its mouth.
"The media is telling us that there is no such thing as media, but in fact, the civil war in this country is on its way to convergence, one by one, if you look over. These guys have already pulled out government forces as well. The main force of the anti-government forces is also shifting the battlefield. But since the rest of the Lost Paradigm party is sitting around and doing evil to their civic counterparts, it will be their job to drive them away. Maybe."
The meaning of cleanup is explained.
"It would be a hassle if you could hide on the way to cleanup."
"If you think about it as a trash psychology, you'll have no choice but to stay hidden. I think we should just get out of here. When this is over, we can finally get to the waiting war zone, and let's get this over with."
"I don't know how much cleanup and then they'll drive away to become the end criterion"
Andrew, his new home, and the truth speak for themselves.
"We've only been given vague instructions, too, and if we hunt properly and arrange the corpses properly as a result, maybe that's fine."
The mercenaries were also laughing at their new home, which laughed off in an easy-going tone.