(These guys are government troops too...)

Like the people I saw during the day, they were all skinny. It's obvious you haven't eaten much in days. And then all the firearms in my hand are old.

(Such an old-fashioned gun. Then the penetration of bulletproof fiber over here seems low too. That's why I can't be alarmed)

Shortly after I thought so. In front of the true look, the soldier who shot the gun screamed and glanced down. A gun broke out.

(Those guys try to retrieve enemy guns during the day, they gave up, is this what you mean)

Apparently, enemy soldiers, not just old, but dealing with a hell of a defective firearm, truly understood. That's why Mirko and Ignatz didn't retrieve the gun itself.

The kids are dealing with the latest guns.

Adults forced to confront children with the latest outfits in omboro uniforms. What a funny and pathetic schematic.

Of the two enemy soldiers who are after the truth, one falls. From the position, it's not Simon and Krishna's shooting. It's by Ignatz, who provides backup. Thanks to Truth I was able to devote myself to the other and shoot this.

When the truth turned to the side, Ignaz immediately changed his aim to see him covering in turn and accurately with Simon, Krishna.

(I knew this guy could do it. I have taste. Isn't Ignaerts stronger than Mirko the leader?

True to admire Ignaz's standing around.

The children in the school building have stopped firing in front of the main entrance. Because it could be true. Only enemies who circled on the sides and back were attacking.

Mortars have been fired from behind an enemy shielding several lined military vehicles. The enemy that was in front of the military car has been cleared up in advance, so all you have to do later is conquer the enemy that is behind the military car.

At that time, new enemy soldiers rush from the right hand side. They must have called in those who were circling to the side.

I found the pinching painful. True, but sniping continues from above, with reinforcements coming from the sides falling one after the other. I went to the rooftop to cover my new home and Lei Lei.

Mortars are fired at the roof.

(I wonder if you're okay...)

I don't know who's shooting from the roof, so I was really worried about eating mortars. If I'd known I had a new home, I wouldn't have worried. That man can't be killed so easily.

Krishna approached the most military vehicle. Consider it less than fifty meters and throw a grenade at it.

Due to Krishna's physique, I truly thought it might not arrive without a little closer. The throwing distance of the grenade is said to be between 30 and 40 meters for successful throwing. Even under the conditions of completing eligibility for ranger training for the Japanese army, the throwing distance is 30 meters. It would be even different if men with strong shoulders, baseball players, etc. threw.

But the grenade reached the back of the military car and exploded. Instead of 50 meters, I wondered if 60 meters were flying, and the truth was that Krishna's tongue was wrapped around her strong shoulder. That little stature holds incredible power.

The bombing makes one of the military vehicles a Buddha.

Simon also threw grenades from about the same distance as Krishna and this also arrived. Second explosion. Now two military vehicles were destroyed together. I aimed for the best.

Not very much on my true shoulder, but not from Simon or Krishna's position, so I approached him a little closer before throwing a grenade. Third explosion.

Here the enemy retreated on foot. A fiction-like story about dozens of soldiers dispersed, scratched around by four unarmed infantry soldiers. But if there's a difference between equipment, morale and power, it's not impossible.

The True Four shoot and kill the fleeing soldiers from behind. But I don't go deep, and don't overdo it. I'll keep it in moderate pursuit. Because if we go after them with the momentum to kill them all, our enemies could quit retreating and fight back in madness to death. That way there could be unwanted casualties, so the chase is Better to such an extent that they don't fight back.

The battle ended and the burial of two dead children was carried out by mortars.

"The weapons of the government forces are long old or poor ministers...... Besides, you're all skinny and all kinds of things. It's like a soldier's less skilled."

True said.

"Yeah, that's why, because President Mogoa is an idiot. Yeah."

Tomash threw up. As the name suggests, he is also the leader of the government and the leader of the evil that brought Seguroamia to war.

"The government forces were limited from the country they were pushing back, and they turned down financial aid, and they stopped paying much for weapons and rice. They say it's just a suspicious payment that I bought on the black market now. All soldiers with state-of-the-art equipment will be given to the defense of the government hub, and the newly conscripted soldiers who will be headed to the front line will be given rough goods. Now, the only thing the government wants is a shitty Lost Paradigm."

Ignaerts said it seemed petty along the way, but it turned into an abominable voice and expression where the name of Lost Paradigm was given.

"Without the Lost Paradigm, are government forces falling?

Krishna asks. I didn't have to check it out. Krishna knew, but it was a conversation.

"Definitely. The government army is already low morale."

That would also lower morale, in light of earlier stories, I truly think.

"But the Lost Paradigm is morale and much better equipped. It has many mortars, rocket launchers and TNT bombs. There are even rumors that there are even gas weapons. I don't see it here, but I'm also talking about purchasing tanks and battle creatures and drones. I guess you're plundering and purchasing rice. The quality of the soldiers...... I guess they fall apart. Some amateurs just had guns, and others, like the guy they met during the day, are tough. It's the sniper with the arm that's troublesome. When we get out there, we find as many snipers as we can, and we kill them, and we go around, but the next thing we know, it's boiling."

Towards True and Krishna, Mirko carefully explains the status quo

"President Mogoa is a piece of selfish crap. He is also a traitor who personalized the country for you, sold the country for one person. They're dogs who waved their tails off such scraps because of our cuteness, and I want to kill them without one left."

Ignaerts says abominably.

"Mogoa saw his army as unfavourable and called in the Lost Paradigm. Use your country as bait. But the evil sentiment resulted in strangling myself. I want to stop Lost Paradigm's breath more than anyone else, because I've called in American troops. Besides, aid from Russia was also cut off. As a result, the government forces weakened even more."

Mirko added, shrugging his shoulders.

On the other hand, Origa and her new home were having a conversation away from each other.

"Do you know why the mercenaries were sent here?

I just want to get confirmation for my new home, which is my leader, and Oliga, who asks hard questions to other people.

"I'm listening. You're halfway through the public and private confusion of anti-government commander Dmitry Petrov. I mean, Origa Petrov, it's you. The commander's daughter ran away, took the gun, and fought on her own."

To point out his new home, Oliga becomes a nagging addition and subtraction.

"That's half a hit. The other half is Tomash. He's a capitalist who finances a lot of anti-government forces."

"Why did you run away from home and fight?

"Why would you ask that?"

Origa questioned by her new home and pointy her lips.

"Are you interested?

"I'm sorry. I didn't even tell Mirko and the others."

"Heh heh heh, if you say that, I'm dying to hear it more and more, eh?"

A new home gives an evil grin and a full nagging voice to the villain.

"Oh well... you mean that"

Origa smiles.

"What?"

"You're trying to make me talk and make it easier. That's what I care about."

"Either over-conscious or sharp?

"Oh, you're not denying it?"

Oliga laughs when she dulls.

"It's a simple story. My father tried to alienate me and my mother. It had both its power and its authority. My father is confused between public and private. It is unforgivable to me to keep it in the grace. There are plenty of people who want to alienate but they can't, and even my friends were killed many times, and many of my friends got up with guns. And I'm not the only one who can get away with it. There's no way you can run away."

"Oh, my God, great"

When the new home pounds Origa's head, she even starts stroking.

"Are you making fun of me?

"I didn't. I mean it."

"But I thank my father. You're worried about me, but you sent ammunition and food here as a priority, and you even arranged for the mercenaries. It's a public and private confusion, but thanks to that, we're saved. Thank you."

"Whoa, just rely on it. I won't let you thank me any more."

To Origa, who smiled and thanked her, the new home swung away.