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Protesters fleeing everywhere.

Giant monsters swung their swords agile and chased them away.

Every time I twirled my head and my limbs were scattered with a stake.

Red blood and flesh, and I ran on them, crushing them.

A red mark made of raw flesh like Patty was stamped on the road.

Khhhhhhhhhh!

Thump... thump...

One step at a time.

Whenever I heard the steps of a monster, the red blood and flesh fluttered.

Protesters abandoned their fighters on the street floor and scattered horror bombs.

A huge knife passed through the fleeing protesters.

The torso and limbs were split and scattered.

Argh!

“I'm coming after you. I have to run."

“A monster. Run! ”

Protesters flee like crazy, but the streets are rather narrow.

The speed of the Giant is several times faster than the speed of the protesters.

The two people standing on top of the LATV container could not keep their mouths shut.

“Gono Yamaro, Mowyamerung, this is ridiculous! ”

“I will defeat this monster. ”

Massako lifts the Beast Hunter with trembling hands.

You pull the trigger towards the giant monster, but the bullet doesn't come out.

“The gun won't fire!

You look like a weapon made by a fool. ”

Massako shed tears and snorted at Korea to the end.

In fact, Beast Hunter was a pure Made in USA product.

However, it was not possible for a 2-digit IQ fat girl who thought only of Korean blackness to have such a basic concept.

Touching the Beast Hunter Construction Framework, Nomura, who still has the concept of a firearm, looks at Masako and shouts.

“We need to release the safety device next to the gun. ”

“Where are you? ”

“Turn the lever at the top left of the trigger clockwise. ”

“This?”

“To the right”

Massako snorts and sets the scale on SAFE to SEMI.

However, I accidentally rotated two more scales.

Beyond BURST, the scale was located in AUTO mode with red letters.

This was a mode that should never be touched unless it was a combat professional.

The labourer who failed to confirm it continued to instruct Masako.

“Okay, pull the knob lever on the right one back, and then fire! ”

“Like this?”

“Yeah, all right, pull."

Massako pulls the trigger after pulling the trinket back hard.

Phew, Phew, Phew!

The chaotic sound of firing, the magazine is empty in an instant.

Shot in the side without proper grip on the shoulder, Massako's body tilts and spins.

The bullets go back diagonally and the arrows spread in the shape of fragments.

Qaaaaaah!

The arrows of death struck protesters, not monsters.

Dozens of demonstrators who were fleeing fell to the ground, pierced by arrows and swept away by fragments of the Second Rifle.

“.. what is this?

What happened?

Am I? ”

Massako slowly began to realize what he had done.

The gun fell out of her hand. Massako, who roars his hands, screams like crazy.

“I-I killed a man! Aaaaaah!”

It was the perfect teamkill for the protesters.

Protesters holding the current palace next to Massako were just about to press the launch button.

“Nightmares! Don't shoot!! ”

Massako shouted late, but two shots were fired almost simultaneously at the prefecture.

Five protesters who were standing behind were burned by the post-fire storm in the prefecture.

Sizzling and burning bodies emitting smoke.

I fell to the ground in agony, wriggling my body, and became silent.

Archery missiles fired in a straight attack mode, not a top attack, pierced the protesters' crowds and plunged them into the ground.

Qaaaaaaaah!

A missile exploded in the middle of a protest.

A powerful thunderstorm crushed dozens of protesters and lifted them up into the sky.

Red blood and flesh fell from the sky.

Massako shouts like crazy.

“Aaaaaaaaaah!”

The march of demonstrators fleeing from Masako and the demonstrators' teamkills became a complete assailant.

Bleeding wounded by artillery shells, protesters on the blade of monsters.

A giant monster jumps as big as a straw.

The labourer with HGD1 trembled at the overwhelming size and force.

The labourer grabbed the K15 coil gun with a trembling hand and automatically pressed any Korean command that popped up on HMD.

“Gono Pagayaro, this is a joseng.

Don't you know those idiots, Hiracana or Katakana? Go to Pagaya. ”

Labora relaxes with a habitual double-blind insult.

However, the HMD's focus was still fluctuating due to hand tremors.

[Reset LOGIR launcher.]

[Launch Mode: Single Induction, Multi-Target, Firing]

[Select Launch Mode: Pre-launch]

[Cartridge: 8 shots]

“Is this how you shoot? ”

The labourer who didn't read Korean just made a choice as soon as the pop-up window opened.

And he aimed at a monster running on a K15 coil gun that had not yet been safely released.

Ji-ying!

The LOGIR 4 Extension Launcher behind the back came up on both shoulders.

Crazy, unintelligible labourer continues to pull the trigger on K15.

And, uh...

[Logir firing 8 rounds]

Shushushushushushushushushushushushushushu ~

Instead of the expected launch noise of the coiled gun, the missiles rose above the shoulders.

LOGIR guided missiles equipped with improved and more powerful DPTendum warheads.

“What is this? ”

When his vision was obscured by the smoke and flames of the fire, he turned his head left and right.

The automatic gaze tracking mode is activated and guided missiles flew along Nomura's gaze towards the protesters.

[Target sighted]

Eight red rhombuses were produced in HMD.

The missiles acquired by the protesters targeted their respective targets were automatically guided.

I heard a beep.

Protesters made peace with the flames.

Qaaaaaaaah!

“Argh!”

Little screams of pain echoed all over the place.

Between the bodies.

Protesters are crawling on the floor with their limbs cut off and their guts creased.

They stare at HGD1 with a grumpy look.

Nomura faced the tragedy with an insane expression.

Fragments that were human long ago were falling from the sky.

It was hell itself.

“Argh! This is a dream, not a reality...

It's just a nightmare... Aaaaaaaah! ”

Nomura and Massako, the two of them, shouted in self-denial of the atrocities they had committed.

Giant monsters rush towards them, wielding swords.

Protesters' douchebags rush towards Koreatown.

I heard a sharp cut from the back of the protesters who came running with tears stabbing their noses.

Shukang ~ ~

When the Red Madness crossed the protesters on the Black Road, the Dead Body Stops fell superior.

Like a giant messenger with a side, life on the road was wiped out in an instant.

Hope calmly pulls out a crescent full of waist dancing.

Supporting jigsaw ~

The sack grew in an instant and the crescent turned into the shape of a negotiation.

The neck of the last protestor who was running was cut off.

Tegurr.

The headaches rolling on the floor are filled with terror.

Wujijijijijiq....

The headache is crushed at the foot of the monster.

Blood soaked the monster's feet.

“The first Tartan monster I've ever seen...”

Tartan with a sword is wearing a cape over a gray leather armor.

The bow, the basic armor of the Tartan archers, did not possess it.

The knife in hand was a medium-armed weapon that was a little longer than Machete.

It won't take that much strength to hit.

Hope rushed forward with her left foot reflexed to fill the gap.

A strong blow fell toward the captain's headache.

It is so fast and intimidating that I can feel the sound of cutting the wind.

Hope chooses the jump maneuver without spreading her wings and turns around on the side of the monster.

A shipbuilder jumping high.

Realizing that the attack missed, the monster quickly lifts his left arm and tries to hit the captain who tries to cross his shoulder.

At that moment, hope twists and strikes the next building with one foot.

Standing horizontally, he stepped on the building wall, jumped, and reached the negotiation vertically.

A sharp tip dug a seam between the leather armor and was inserted into the shoulder joint.

An unexpectedly struck monster screams.

Angry at the small enemy's pain, who is less than half his height, the monster swings the sword in his right hand to the left.

Hope, instead of pulling out the negotiations, stepped on a sack and rode back to the back neck.

I twist my body and swing Machete.

Flashing Strike.

The monster with his spine cut behind his neck did not hesitate like a sticky kite.

Machete's spacing blossoms from the fallen monster's shepherd.

The monster's breath is completely broken.

Whoops!

Hope momentarily strengthened her lower abdomen, then pulled out the narrow channel in the shoulder joint.

The short battle is over.

Hope's increasingly powerful melee combat moves forward with the Flying Suit.

Behind LATV, a team of Beast Hunters and anti-tank missiles put their thumbs up.

Hope laughed at the feeding.

“This is what happens every time I visit...

Once in a suit, the team members follow me. ”

“Yes, sir."

Team members answered vigorously.

Hope soared to the sky and flew to nearby sites where fighting broke out.

The members of the Magun team followed in hopes.

Negotiations of hope fell on the ground and danced.

The coiled gun shots supported the team's hopes.

The sound of Mangus helicopters and subdivision teams taking off from Osaka airport came from the sky.

On one side, members of the Special Operations team and Deboisses also flew in and launched artillery shells at the Tartans.

More than 10 Tartan assault squads in Osaka were soon eliminated.

Broken HGD1, hit by a monster.

Blood is falling off the cutting edge of one arm.

Nomura turns her head, chewing her blurred eyes.

And I saw Masako's dead body.

“Masako!!! No!"

Massako collapsed with his intestines flowing out.

Blood and tears drip under both eyes.

“Argh! These joseng fish surrogates!

I can't believe you abandoned this rotten weapon! This is a plot! ”

Nomura smiles at herself and recalls the two sensations of the monster hunter who returned to confront her.

They wear sunglasses and they wear a jigsaw suit, two sensations that exude sharp moments like killing machines.

He was ignorantly taller than himself... and only heavy.

And all I could see was strength. And I thought I'd only fight well.

167. His own height, not that of a small one.

But they looked bigger with one head.

It was unforgivable that unscrupulous josengs laid the superior Japanese.

I thought I could get rid of them by riding the HGD1 Enhancement Suit made by Josenzings.

I think so.

“Now all this fucking...

It's because of those monster horn josenings! Aaaaaah! Go to Pagyaro! "

Nomura fainted as she screamed at the whale.

After a while, a Korean shipbuilder came down to the ground, radiating light.

Kwung!

“What the hell happened? ”

Hope looked around for a moment at the broken HGD1 and LATV.

I thought it was strange to see piles of dead protesters.

There appear to be more dead in the bomb than dead by monsters.

There are a lot of punctured, carved bodies.

It is caused by neutralizer debris, not cold stage.

“I'm not blowing explosive arrows like the Tartan knights.

What the hell is going on here? ”

Hope wirelessly backed up the broken HGD1 and LATV black boxes to solve the question.

Hope to play the video has only come to know why.

“Phew! I'm not even an asshole.

These two fatties killed the same side... ”

Hope has gone beyond being ridiculous.

“How many more dead in a cannon than dead in a freak? ”

An absurd killing scene with 11 missiles and 10 arrows.

In any case, unnecessary misunderstandings had to be solved, as was the murder caused by the monster hunter's weapon.

Hope sent the video materials to the Monster Hunter Cloud server.

It was a video that would remain a humiliating black history in Japan for years to come.

Hope asked the Airport Aviation team to air the considerate fighter.

After a while, a contemporary knight and two horsemen flew towards Hanintown by helicopter.

JiHoon apologized to Hope by smoking marlborough in front of the air-conditioned stables.

“Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I just hung up the cipher easily. ”

“No, I can't help it. Is there a way to steal it if you're mindless? ”

“What are you doing? Yes, there are ways to override the lock and open it. ”

“Still, I have to protest to the Japanese government to bring in the guards.

We should call the managing team or armed special forces. ”

“I didn't think theft crimes would happen because Japan still had strong civil consciousness. ”

“Well, there are kids everywhere. ”

Hope decided to support the guard troops in Korea for a number of reasons.

However, it was quite troublesome because of the issue of the use of firearms in the event of an arrest or armed conflict.

Even with extraterritorial jurisdiction, armed conflict with other citizens is a matter to avoid.

“By the way, I didn't even think about dropping monsters in the air. ”

“If you do that, you won't feel comfortable flying reconnaissance UAVs. ”

“I see. I was confident that there was no monster within a 40-kilometer radius...”

Hope was deepened by this monstrous drop.

Perhaps this was what should be called the Monster Hunter's Tourism Jinx.

So far, tourism in the area of operations has undoubtedly blown things up.

It has never been broken before.

“I really didn't think anything would happen this time.”

Hope had three UAVs, so I thought it would go bad.

However, it exploded.

JiHoon shook his head as if it was ridiculous.

Hope was likewise an outrageous feeling.

“Phew! The monster is falling in the air.

Not some airborne unit... ”

Then I realized that the U.S. Armed Forces might have been hit like this.

It's the same for monster hunters.

In the future, there may be serious safety issues with Monster Hunter's operational plans.

What if the monster drops at the rear airport where the support team is located while the Magun team is attacking?

It would be disastrous in a word.

Moreover, the means of movement of the falling tartans are stealth flying monsters that fly supersonic.

Perfect means of penetration that doesn't get caught in the radar grid.

Even if the monster fell between those who were hopeful, it would be a terrible thing.

Same perspective.

One of the demonstrators, Nomura, was transported to a medical facility by a monster hunter transport helicopter.

Reviews

I posted it in a probability announcement.

1. The case of the theft of HGD1, a Magun suit.

When I first came up with this idea, there were so many examples.

So what if the horse-drawn horse goes into the wrong man's hands?

For now, I thought that it should be a little bit like a group of kids, and it would be a good fit for extreme right-wing people to make crazy remarks.

In the announcement, blackwater weapons were sold and U.S. Army tanks were stolen, putting up photos of sprinting down the San Diego Highway.

And if you like it and steal it, you can't stop it. In Afghanistan, 42 percent of U.S. military weapons were stolen and disappeared.

It is unrealistic not to lose a weapon once you have left the troop barracks.

2. Incident of misfire.

This happens a lot to the current soldiers.

I posted a headline about a real case of a Korean soldier teaming up with Panzer 3 on the announcement link.

When a civilian is given a neutralizer, something worse actually happens.

In the recent Middle East Civil War, militias like PMC have had fewer accidents because of the systematic military training provided by specialized PMC personnel.

3. Statements concerning South Koreans from extreme right organizations.

It's actually a collection of remarks from the Japanese extreme right, and it's been translated as it is.

There is little difference between real and imaginary.

What they thought was a lot of thought.

I've been thinking a lot about the psychological state of the extreme right, what to think and what to do.

4. Tourism related to Monster Hunters.

In fact, when PMC mercenaries or deployed soldiers deploy locally, it's more about sex tourism than combat.

When you read autobiographies of real Special Forces or mercenaries, you often see scenes of tourism.

Not my experience, of course. I've consulted the autobiography.

This is a bit of an omega from PMC mercenaries, but I'm going to erase it because there's so much objection.

It's only a short time to finish, and I still get a lot of criticism from my readers.

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