The Little Prince in the Ossuary

00068 # Sevens California

# Seven's California, Camp Roberts (5)

Dawn woke the boy up.

From the entrance of the tent, a dim, azure sky leaks in. It's not time to wake up yet. Winter moves its heavy arms and grabs the gun first. Check the magazine bond and slowly stand up.

It took some time for my body function to fully awaken. It was because the physical consumption was too intense for two days a year, and I did not get drunk, and there was so much [fatigue].

The time to sleep was automatic conditioning. If he's awake, there must be a reason. Winter felt mental stiffness. When the winter of this worldview dreams, the winter in it also relaxes. The serene darkness that Orlot enjoys alone, without caring about the audience of other worlds.

The overpayment on the battlefield is meaningless. Winter once woke the soldiers in the same tent. Of course, Soldiers caught in horses are hard to get up.

“Ugh... what the hell is going on?" ”

“Arm yourself.”

As the conditions approached normal, winter was able to detect a blunt warning of a sense of survival. Intermittent numbness of nerve endings. It is still low to activate, but it is clear that there is a threat.

‘I don't think it's fatal. ’

It was not very helpful in Camp Roberts, but there is little chance of sleeping screaming if you fall into the realm of genius. However, the reaction is delayed due to fatigue, so we need to hurry a bit.

Knowing that the atmosphere of winter is unusual, soldiers with two eyes desperately awaken themselves. Their trust in young officers is now approaching the realm of superstition.

Boom!

... But it's a bit harsh to hit yourself in the head with bullets, isn't it? The soldier who knocks himself out at the same time, falls down for a moment and imitates an impurity. Winter approaches and grabs my shoulder.

“You okay?"

“That's okay……. ”

It doesn't look like it, but he'll be ready soon anyway.

One of the sleeping sergeants and the executive guards acted quickly. Communicates the situation to the entire squad without further instruction. Wake up, wake up! Repeated shouts spread into the mountains in a damp breeze. Soldiers are coming out to see what's going on at other important sites. Their faces are filled with anxiety. It was only a day after the raid.

In the end, winter unintentionally wakes up the entire platoon. Scattered over a pale fog, the friendly soldiers look around clumsily. They were more nervous because they didn't know why they were up.

In the meantime, Winter calls the comms to communicate with the rookies. I was trying to make sure the perimeter of the camp was clear.

The commander who came to the early origin asks Winter.

“What the hell is going on? ”

I don't know what to say when I get a question.

“I don't know what to say.... Somehow, it didn't feel good. ”

Captain Escher makes a silly face.

“Wasn't it just a wild dream? ”

You didn't have to answer here. The shooting across the fog was an explanation. Winter frowned. This is because a radio burst from the receiver in his ear. From the regiment to the regimental to the major channels, a request was made to confirm what was going on.

The gunshot reappears. Scattered fortunetellers, continuing speakers. The Combat Sense captured the approximate distance from the gun's defence. The distance was a little inaccurate, but it was the fog. High humidity greatly extends the range in which sound spreads.

Captain Escher gives the order immediately. Divide the troops to strengthen the perimeter, the troops to guard the compound, and the troops to march into the field immediately.

Winter was on the way. The movement consisted of a vehicle.

Winter arrives on site, confirming that the battle has already ended. Mutant corpses scatter sparsely near the perimeter of the camp. Not many. Soldiers were taking fire one by one. Meanwhile, noise support from noise makers is noisy. It seemed to ring in at least three directions at the same time.

Isn't that a systematic attack? ’

Winter examines the battle trail. A late response would have been dangerous, but it's nothing compared to the first raid.

But there was a missing person. The disappearance of two vigilantes who were stationed at the intersection where the mutants invaded. The captain in charge of this direction's complexion fades. Like everyone else from Camp Obispo, he was overcome by excessive stress.

“I thought it was over... Why is this happening again...?" ”

He washes his greasy face, then calls a communicator and puts a radio on the mainframe. Get permission to search for missing persons. Winter asked him.

“I'll take the lead. ”

“You?”

It's early, but no one doesn't know about winter. The foreign commander gives a short thought and nods slowly. There is no opposition to the fact that the affiliation owes its allegiance to other officers. There can be no such thing as pride. I'm no match for that kind of thing.

The script made it easy to allow the winter's rise.

Based on the testimony of the soldiers who alternated last time, winter walked slightly off the patrol route that would have been walked by the missing.

A lot of footprints remained on the ground that had retreated in the rain. It is covered in grass, but it is not a hindrance to winter with grade 4 Pursuit.

It's just that there are so many problems. The soldiers' footprints overlapped by time zones were dirty enough, but traces of mutants crossing the border were added to them. Some of the dead must have been dragging their feet. You see a lot of crumpled marks.

‘Is it a little short……. ’

Insights advised more than professional levels of tracking.

This is a skill that requires experience resources. Of course, it helps. It's a great strength to be able to pick up traces of animals when you have to survive in the wild.

However, there are limited opportunities to use their abilities. It's not an apocalypse where we have to procure food for hunting, but it doesn't happen often.

The number of times it was cooked is small. Talent Advantage is low, making it less efficient.

Given the emergence of new variants that I had not seen before, and the subsequent difficulty increase, winter wanted to invest in more productive technologies.

Experience gained is significant over two days a year. You won more rewards by evaluating the impact on others than you did in battle.

At this rate, we can put "Movement" into the realm of superhumans.

However, the ten who will be saved later cannot replace the one who will be saved now. It is a hypothetical personality and hypothetical life, but if you do not want to lose yourself in a false world, it is better to keep the way of life.

Winter folded the sadness and pushed the Chase. As grades went up, the information provided in augmented reality changed qualitatively.

“This way.”

When winter breaks, the troops form up and follow a few steps behind. You advance carefully with three squads spread out at intervals.

Since protecting civilians came first, it is also difficult to dispatch this abnormal force.

The path of the rainy forest at dawn felt gloomy. The raindrops hanging from the trees fall heavily over the leaves, provoking the soldiers with the sound of threshing instruments. Noisy environments are not good even in winter. If there is something in the forest, its noise will become damp.

Even if the sound spreads easily on rainy days, it is meaningless if it is small or similar to the sound of raindrops.

Moreover, occasionally, the noise maker caused a commotion. A defensive measure for the camp.

The search followed a faint path. The lower foothills. As the lakes get closer, the fog gradually gets darker. Conventionally, the visibility is reduced to 30 meters. The densely grown trees cast a hazy shadow in the fog. Sometimes the Sausage soldiers were the ones who mistook the shadows for variants.

In this environment, even the sight of heat is useless. This is why fog swallows up fever. It was hard to advance quickly even in winter, being aware of the possibility of mutants lying in foliage.

The wind blows.

Winter clenched his fist.

The soldiers take a knee shot and alert the perimeter.

When the dense fog shifts, for a moment, winter sees two human forms lying on the ground.

The body appears to be bait.

There were two smells in the dark atmosphere of water. One's in the blood, and the other one's in the blood.

‘The stench of not washing. ’

It smells sour and disgusting.

This odor had a slightly different aspect to the rotten interior of a typical variant. If you overcome immune rejection, you only have Ghoul. Winter whispered to the radio small.

“Missing body found in front. They're both dead. And we think there's a herd of grills nearby. Be careful, they might be up in the trees. ”

There is a rustle. A few soldiers struggle to get away from the tree stump. A platoon commander and a communicator report the current situation to headquarters. Whether it's because all of the wagons are dead, his expression is very bad.

A sudden sound of wind cracking. Winter shoots reflectively.

Tearing!

An unidentified projectile bursts into flames. He splits it into two pieces, swooping around, and plunges into the leaves. The nearby soldier panics. Winter sends a gesture. It means find out what. The soldier moves into ambush, stumbling around and stuttering at the foliage.

Soon, the handle is in his hand. The soldier seems to want everyone to see him.

It was a half-cut knife.

The squadron leader frowns in disgrace while making a radio call.

“A mutant uses a weapon? ”

Moderate turbulence spreads. Primates usually use basic tools, but they're also capable of stealing the human body, but this is the first time they've actually seen it.

They must have come from an abandoned city.

Dozens more swords flew in later. Some winters were stormy, but the conditions were poor. They were coming out of the fog at close range.

You hear the beast growl, roar, and the rushing footsteps faint.

You shoot or throw grenades as tense soldiers approach.

However, shooting without aim was difficult to see the effects. In a similar environment, the U.S. military used more than 20,000 rounds to kill a North Vietnamese soldier. The opposing Pokémon is a stronger species than Humans. It's also a reinforced ghoul.

The same is true of grenades: no matter how wide they are effective, their lethal effects have decreased greatly due to the crooked terrain and abundant trees.

Again, as if laughing at it, the sound of the creature purposefully making does not stop.

Is he trying to run out of ammo over here? I have a strangely good head... Could it be a beta roast? ’

I don't know the number over there. Though there were insights based on the sound of hearing, most herds of animals know the distinction between their roles.

At this time, it is difficult to just trust in abilities and do nothing.

Looking at the fog that lingers like creatures from other worlds, winter came up with a good idea.

“Commander.”

“Hmm?"

“Does the grenade shooter have a flare gun? ”

U.S. infantry troops are paid one six-stemmed grenade launcher (M32) per squad, and there is also a single grenade launcher that is said to be an accessory under a rifle. Ammunition that can be fired by grenade launchers varies surprisingly, including flares.

It's just small, so it's hard to use. The platoon commander points out that.

“Why a flare? That's for the signal. ”

The question was whether we could contact them on the radio. Winter shakes her head.

“No. I'll literally use it as a light bulb. ”

Point to the fog as you speak.

“It's still dark around here. The fog is dark. If there's a bright light source, won't there be a variant contour or shadow in the fog? We aim to kill them with a single shot. ”

“It only burns 7 seconds per step.... Wouldn't it be better to call for backup? ”

“What if that's exactly what they want? ”

“Huh?"

“Maybe it's a trap to lure us into the lure, lure more troops into the lure, and dig a hole like that? ”

The platoon commander was embarrassed. Winter persuaded him.

“Of course, the odds are low. But it's not zero. There are thousands of civilians on the property. Since you've been attacked once before, you won't have any dangerous adventures at all. I'm responsible for thousands of civilians. You'd rather tell them to give up the remains. ”

In the end, the commander agreed to winter. After firing the flare, go forward to secure the cover and agree to fire and secure the remains.

The grenade shooters are busy moving their hands. It was emptying the magazine and reloading. Unlike rifles, you need to put them in individual units. White, green, and red flares originally had their respective uses, but are not distinguishable at this time. I was going to shoot it into the ground anyway.

Winter provides defenses and distances to the herders who gather nearby.

“When I tell you...... put a stop to each one and shoot them three times from one side to the other. The distance is 20, 40, 60. It's an environment of obstacles. ”

It was a spell that the location of the flare should be stereoscopic.

“Shoot it!”

Tutu Tung!

Winter has already caught five targets as the flare gun flies. As the shadow of the fog rotates like a sundial, it quickly pulls its center into the line of sight and pulls the trigger five times in one breath.

‘Did I miss one? ’

The scream lasts a long time. It meant he was right, but he didn't die. Winter was already running, and I shot down every silhouette of things that wandered between the misplaced lights and the shadows of the tree.

Shoots at the center of more than one overlapping shadow, leaving no room for horror and painful roar. The color of each flare was different, making it more effective. Soldiers are surprisingly easy to match.

I emptied one and a half magazines going more than 10 meters in 7 seconds.

“Next!”

Another round, a flare gun was fired. In the fog that glowed in trio, the humans who secured the range overwhelmed the mutants with powerful firepower.

By the third time, the advanced soldiers had finally secured the body. While making sure it doesn't mutate, the rest of the force unilaterally pushes away the shrinking horde of ghouls.

The screams they make, the footsteps of the running beast, are rapidly distant.

“I did it!”

The commander raises his hand and rejoices. Winter approaches the soldiers who secured the body.

“Is the body all right? ”

The question was whether there were no defects or whether they were infected. The squad leader nods.

“He was stabbed to death. I think they tried to use it as bait from the beginning...... To be honest, it's creepy. These are no longer the same old mutants of idiots. ”

“I can't help it. We have to adapt. ”

Winter patted him on the shoulder.

As the body was recovered and returned, the sun shined sharply beyond the fog.

The commander ordered the entire unit to start after the fog cleared out. About 20 kilometers to Camp Roberts. Yesterday, given that we were on the same side of the road yesterday afternoon, we should be able to have lunch at the camp if that's okay.

I was focusing too long. When winter also needs rest. I want the rest of the journey to be quiet. The boy presses the Humvee window frame into his elbow, clutching his chin and closing his eyes.

Artwork Reviews

1. The word 'disturbance' used last time is not a typo. When applying for disability-related insurance or annuities, the basis is the Hazard Rating Chart. It calculates the failure rate based on the degree of disability and loss and reflects it in the rate of payment.

2. I had a meeting with the publisher yesterday. He told me a funny story.

Twenty-one.

Editor: It was a female writer who first introduced me to the Little Prince of the Charnel House.

Author: Wow.

Editor: But the little prince goes in the title. because male writers don't write these titles very well.

Author: Right.

So I thought this novel would be BL.

Author:...?!

Editor: I read it and was a little confused. Hahaha.

22.

If you were writing a novel, would you have thought of an appendix?

Author: Yes. I was trying to translate the U.S. Army Survival Manual myself. It's a public domain, so there's no copyright problem.

What? That's going to be officially published by our publisher.

Author:...?!

AUTHOR: (So, my efforts have been... ugh...)

Twenty-three.

Editor: Our publishers are not into money.

Author: Yes, even if it doesn't cost money, I've heard it's a famous mercenary publisher.

Editor: Hahaha. For example, ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ ○ has not been sold. We blind the book title and sales at the request of the editor:) (2016.08.02)

Author:...?!

But it doesn't matter. The boss has a lot of money!

Author:...?!

3.

Q. silentrabbit: @ Should we assume that winter is not currently alive?

A. What the author wanted to say was that even a living person could be treated as a dead person, depending on social awareness, institution, culture.

Winter is about thinking of yourself as dead because you were educated in that society.

Winter was treated as a commodity in the same context.

In other words, respect is a human role...

Well, that makes sense. Let's try to make the great old world a natural society again today. Tequili Tequili

Q. I was annoyed with the coupons I gave for checking out @ services for 90 days... It's not because of the Ossuary.

A. I used to write late at night, but I didn't write it for you to read.

I'm so confused to be awake at this hour. I slept for two hours yesterday. Haha.

Q. Yakaruvita: I hope you go on @ premium. I hope the writer makes a lot of money and buys a lot of chicken...

A. The editor that I saw yesterday also strongly recommended premium, but I won't go back because it's already been decided.

I'd love some chicken.

Q. Potato Peel: @ Jeremis ah free gambling... but it's still huge. You are now on Civilization 5 sale! Eighty or ninety! Everyone, civilize! You are…:)

A. The writer... why don't you skip the next one? I like civilizations, too. I love it. I started with Civilization 1.

Phew.

Q. Dohwahwan: @ don't cry! Writer, you have delighted thousands of people with your time!

A. I just want to be delighted by the sacrifice of thousands of people!

I'm an extremely evil writer.

How evil is that?

Hmm...

There are ten legs.