The Little Prince in the Ossuary
00058 # Traps
# Trap (3), Camp Robert
In front of the outpost were dozens of lines of spike strips (thorny lattice chains). It was originally placed on the road to block the passage of vehicles, but now it was a means of denying access to infectious variants.
Soldiers disembarked and helped the sentries. Winter is with us. The rookies are sorry.
“I'm sorry. I should have cleaned it up beforehand, but we've just been contacted.... ”
“Don't be sorry. It's nobody's fault. ”
It wasn't hard to clean up. The handle is separated by a rope. Just swipe and swipe to clear it. It's just a hassle with so many numbers.
As winter boards again, the rookies salute.
“Have a safe trip. ”
Geoffrey waves his hand out the window. Vehicle formation has departed as one. The voice that comes straight from the radio.
Squad, from now on, maintain silence without delay until further instructed.
Given the identity of the prey, it was a natural order.
Given the intermittent transmission and the subsequent positioning changes, the Trickster should also be familiar with the human strategy. At least he realized he'd get struck by lightning if he emitted interference.
Are they exchanging knowledge? ’
Even in winter, new variants had many dangerous potential. Communication is such a powerful force.
The driver rarely sped up. It's not the road. Since I left the camp, I turned off the headlights. Driving dependent on one-eyed night vision was difficult. The driver's torso kept leaning forward.
Even if there is no request, the noise of the noise maker running on a schedule has sounded pitiful from a distance. For the safety of the camp.
Winter looked at the Tracker monitor where tactical information was displayed. This includes the vehicle's current location, friendship status, and mission destination.
The last known sign of Trickster was in the hills to the southwest of San Miguel. The distance was less than five kilometers.
Of course, the actual distance was longer than that. Jeffrey was cautious because he almost got it right once. They decided to divert further west and enter from the south side of the operation area. I could tell just by the direction the leading vehicle was heading.
“What's that? ”
I pointed out the scenery of winter passing out the window. There were several large satellite antennas lined up. There is no light at all. Evidence of abandonment.
“It's a GPS facility, but I'm worried they're going to tell us to take it. ”
GPS requires the geo-corporate empire to calibrate coordinates and altitude. One of them is what you see now. However, there was a considerable number of antennas to whether they were performing other functions. There were also multiple radar domes installed.
After going a little further, the shooter sends a stop signal. If you look at the tracker monitor, it's about a mile and a half to the destination.
The platoon searched the farm southwest of the hills. Luckily, it was empty without any variants.
“Now, what do we do? ”
Geoffrey gathered his opinions. One finger out, and I'll make you an offer.
“There are two options. First, approach quietly on foot. You're gonna scare the shit out of this Trickster kid. It may take some time, and this grip may move elsewhere in the gap. Well, there was time to get here, so maybe he went somewhere else already. ”
He stretches his fingers out again.
“Two, I just assault with my car. Noise makes you more likely to get caught, but it's fast and powerful. No matter how fast this thing runs, it won't be easy to get rid of us. What do you think? Which one do you like? ”
Despite pretending to ask everyone's opinion, it was actually a question to ask one winter person. Geoffrey and his soldiers are watching the winter.
Those who fight in the field don't ignore the sixth sense. It was winter, not Jeffrey they trusted the most. Jeffrey is a fine face, even though he may be a little bitter as a platoon commander. Even though it was light on the surface, the blind was heavy.
“If both are uncertain, let's choose a safer side. Instead, why don't you tighten it from the outside and approach? ”
“We should. We'll have the maneuvers anyway." ”
Obviously, from the point of view of the actual chase, the speed of the Trickster winter was at the highest level of a man who could run well. Stamina is another problem. In any case, given the entire natural world, humans are never on the fast axis. Geoffrey proposes again.
“Why don't we split the car? Or three trillion. ”
Sharing power is usually dangerous. But that also depends on the situation.
There were eight Humvees. Vehicles carrying heavy machine guns are common, but there are also vehicles carrying missile launchers. An enormous level for a platoon of firepower.
It opens there. Even if the hills lead, running along the ridge gives you more visibility. It is not like a city with many obstacles. As long as we have enough distance, we can hold off a dozen armed troops with one Humvee.
Winter agreed with Jeffrey.
“Make it two pairs. We're running low on numbers. Let's let one communicate freely, and the other keep silent. ”
“It's okay to make a difference in speed. Divide into hunters and hunters. ”
Vehicle noises at night can be heard up to several kilometers out, depending on the speed. You can't trust a noise maker from afar. A strange group of people with brighter ears and radio waves than humans.
Therefore, those who communicate freely and move at high speeds become drivers, and those who keep wireless silence and move at low speeds become hunters. It is difficult to escape when caught in between, as it moves in a spiral on the opposite side.
“Then I'll be the bully. Cheer up, huntsman. ”
Geoffrey taps the shoulder of winter.
The agreement lasted three minutes. Everyone knows you have to save time.
A procession of vehicles separated east and west, heading in their respective directions, separated by four. Jeffrey, who was holding the radio, said excitedly.
"Jeffrey Bethel Brown's Christmas Eve Radio! The best star born in Sevens California, Lieutenant Awesome Brown, is about to have a blast!
“ ……. ”
Winter reduced radio volume. The driver smiles bitterly. In the meantime, Jeffrey raises Carol. I can't tell if it's a song or a musical instrument.
"FUCK! YOU! Merrily on hell! The guns are firing!
The original song is Ding Dong Joy, but there were no circles left. On second thought, winter reduced the volume a little. It was not disturbing to hear. The calibrated sensation won't miss a little anomaly.
But there was nothing. The only thing that surprised me was the deer. Surprised by the noise of the vehicle, it scatters everywhere.
The search was narrow in the first place. We can run at 20 kilometers an hour, but we'll be there in 10 minutes. If it were completely level, there would be no need to search.
Shortly after, the hunter and the hunter meet again.
“Hey, how long has it been? ”
Jeffrey makes a bad joke.
“This is definitely the right place. ”
Tracker coordinates ranged from 2.6 m to 12.6 m in error. Therefore, if Trickster were here, the traces would remain. Geoffrey stumbles around.
Winter shakes its head.
“It's no use. The ground is frozen. ”
Even in California, the interior of December freezes through the night. The rain a few days ago added that it was damp.
Winter footfalls as if watching. Knng. That's how much footprints we had to show. Winter wears hard boots, but this much. I could not have expected any trace of Trickster.
The ground is usually dry, so there are no grass tracks. "Tracking" meant that it did not function.
Jeffrey shrugs.
“…… what the heck. It's pointless. We have to go back like this? ”
The communicator shakes his hand in the vehicle, terrified of speaking out.
“Commander! We've got a transmission! Coordinates will be updated!”
“Huh? Where? ”
Geoffrey leaning his torso inside the car. Winter also looked at the monitor of the nearest Humvee. The coordinates taken from the camp and aerial drones by triangulation have been lowered.
Jeffrey screams.
“Damn! It's close! Mount up!”
There was no room for detailed instructions. The previous call was only a mile away. That's also closer to Camp Roberts.
I felt the body swinging along the bends of the ground, and I thought winter was strange.
"The same kind of man who's been so cunning in hospitals, reveals himself in these open spaces? ’
I didn't have time to clear my head. The humvee, accelerating at maximum speed, had just reached new coordinates. The turret's heavy machine gun shooter shouts.
“Target acquired! 10 o'clock! Distance, minimum 200 +! ”
Winter, as a passenger, was a difficult direction to see. The radio cries in Jeffrey's voice.
"Split up! Route 5 to the West Side!
The driver turned the steering wheel to the left. Switching to the right side of the body as sharply as the roof courtyard. Geoffrey continues on paved roads and the winter side folds into unpaved roads.
Thanks to you, the target has moved toward 1 o'clock in winter. The landscape reflected in the frontal window. A faint figure moves through the landmarks lined up for the abandoned fields and crops. The distance seemed very small.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!
Heavy machine gun fire sounds like a waterfall.
“Dammit! It doesn't fit! ”
The shooter looked at the distance of 200 meters, but on the winter's corrected eye, it was almost 300 meters. A heavy machine gun that can't be fired without aiming.
The vehicle could not enter the fields. It's because of the tight-knit landmarks. The durability of the military vehicle would be too much for me to bear if I were distracted.
Winter knocks on the archer's leg.
“Switch seats with me! ”
The screams of winter are buried in the sound of firing. After shouting twice, the shooter understands and comes down to the back seat. Crawling winter sits at the head of the guard.
Personalized artillery skills act as 30% efficiency on heavy machine guns. Winter gave up heavy machine gun fire. Stand up and aim at the rifle.
It was hard to step on a violently shaking car and shoot it. Nevertheless, whenever a popping sight is instantaneously aligned, it pulls the trigger correctly.
"You're hit!"
The run is twisted. Very slightly, slowing down.
Geoffrey grinds the grenades and rockets. Looks like you ruined Christmas. However, I missed every time.
As the distance got closer, the outline became clear. Trickster. He made the most of the terrain and fled. It was to distribute the firepower in each direction, going back and forth between the center of the gently rising fields.
However, the field cannot be continued indefinitely. Finally, a man comes out of the road with nothing to cover, facing vehicle number one. Winter grabs the radio.
“Jeffrey! Turn! ”
He runs up the ladder, and he blows a straight wave. Geoffrey's Humvee, which received an ultraviolet upheaval, loses control of the moment. The vehicles that followed were the same. It followed a light turn of stone. From the leaking swearing on the radio, no one seems to be hurt badly.
On this side, a group of newly emerging generalized varieties interfered. After paying attention to only one side, it's too late to notice. Winter grabs the heavy machine gun and scratches it, but the untested ones jump onto the road.
The driver screamed.
“Road kill, motherfuckers! ”
He believes in the Humvee's durability and sticks it in. Ow! Ow! Ow! Rawr! Mutants bouncing around like toys. It was a dazzling sight when I looked at it in the night vision. It was because the hot liquid looked sunny. A dot pops over the bonnet, then splashes purple.
Then, a single broken variant passes over the winter's head, circling around. Bloody, staring at winter, clumsy hands. The end comes close, then vanishes.
Instead, I saw the insult in the back. I was struck by lightning when I came close. I was surprised by the variants that fell over Bonnet, and the driver was shaking sideways and sideways. The man with a ruptured viscera and still alive, he didn't expect to fall through the car window. Winter turns back and fires a rifle. I stuck twenty feet from my back to my back.
Major! What if we get hit!
Screams came from the radio. It was a crew in a subsequent vehicle.
‘It's bulletproof glass. ’
I didn't miss it anyway.
Winter has come again. In the meantime, the prey has fled far away. The destination appears to be an abandoned ranch. There are shadows of the building across the street from you.
You hear a ping as you grind the heavy machine gun. Out of ammo. Winter fires another rifle instead of a slow heavy weapon. A gunshot fired from a moving car. It still leaves no target behind.
Quadruck!
The Humvee has breached the ranch. The impact of breaking through the fence shook the center of winter. You crouch forward, crashing into the corners of your shield.
Oops. Winter sobs the wound. It's not that big, but the blood flows into your eyes. I cleaned it up a bit, making the targeting efficiency a little lower.
Trickster finally escaped into the building. It's a dead end. The Humvees of Evil surround you.
From now on, we are demolitions! Grind everything you've got!
Geoffrey's curious cry of demolishing the building. Winter immediately withdrew.
“Wait! You told me to capture it if possible?! It's a great opportunity!”
What do you know! He stole my Christmas Eve! I will kill you in the name of Jesus Christ!
It was Geoffrey who choked, sighed, and gave standby orders. Winter falls on the turret.
“I'm going in! ”
“Hey, take cover! You're gonna get hooked! ”
Common variants are crawling out of other buildings on the ranch. As the rest of the troops cleared the other direction, winter came to look for Trickster. With a rifle in your back, a sword in one hand, and a pistol in the other, step inside the smashed door.
A dark corridor. Follow the visible footsteps of the night vision.
The sound of the wind splitting across.
A muscle whip passed over the head of the lowered winter. As a result of the successful evasion, the wooden wall plunges into a single row. The mark is deep, like a frog that can't control my tongue, "Trickster" cannot retrieve my arm. Stuck in a wedge-like piece of wood. Winter even stabbed. Stab multiple times, making my muscles inconvenient.
Then, a special variety that invades the entire body. My torso began to flare up to see if I could use all the numbers. Warming time is one to two seconds.
Woohoo! Winter shoots you in the face. And he rolls down between his legs. You immediately turn around, taking fire, and put a bullet in the creature's popliteal position. The breach is fired against the wall. There was also my whip, so the smell of grilling meat shook.
The mutant screams in pain.
Kneeling, he turns around, and winter falls into a bulletproof helmet. Then I shot off the ankle ligaments.
Immediately exchange weapons, kick your back, and burn your speech to the rest of the fish. You step back and sharpen the magazine. Keep a reasonable distance for safety. I didn't know there might be a final struggle.
But it's quiet.
Is this completely disabled?
As I sighed a few steps away, the winter felt strange.
The fallen creature gazes at the winter. Without struggling, look straight up, and lift the tail of your mouth. It was definitely a smiley face. Suddenly, he lets out a hiss. It was more like a laugh than a cry. The radio noise intensified extremely.
The winter falls on your mind as the soldiers follow you.
‘Yeah, it's been weird from the start. It's too sloppy. It's like I came here to die... ’
But I didn't know the answer. Waiting, no new threats emerged.
Artwork Reviews
1. The previous expression, the Human Zoo, was actually derived from Desmond Morris' book, "The Human Zoo." But I thought some of you might know him as a bit famous, and I realized that this book is a complete translation. You don't know.
2. As you may forget, this novel plays 3-5 times a week.
I mean it.