The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Hardened soil, Fort Roberts (3)

The gathered cops were from each other. The Department of Fish and Wildlife was rarely affiliated with the State Parks Patrol, Hunting and Fishing.

It was hard to move straight away. Both work and tactics were different, so many numbers could be weaknesses. Therefore, it is important to set clear roles and alignments in advance. Spent a lot of time at this stage. Situation at the command post was just as important.

Prior to deployment, supply officers opened the warehouse and retrieved the necessary equipment. Despite proceeding as quickly as possible, another half hour has passed since the equipment was picked up and dispensed.

Pump-action shotguns and ammunition belts are loaded for winter as well. I didn't have to give up my old weapon. You can change it to suit your use. They also received extra tear-gas grenades, triple sticks, reinforced plastic shields, and handcuffs.

The Maneuver's Captain looks smiling at the boy officer who got involved.

“What a bad day, but it's a perfect place to start." because the turbulence will blow away in the wind. ”

Certainly. The edge of the storm was the rain and thunder crucible. If four or five steps away, this conversation will be disrupted. Police can radio in, but not Chinese. Given the area of Chinese residential living space, it was a positive factor in the search.

The Special Forces were in charge of the reserve unit. Sitting tightly in the passenger car of a dark grey BearCat, keeping the car standby in case of an emergency.

Even though they were on standby, they were more interested in winter than they might be soon. A member asks:

“Lt. Is it true that South Korea has been receiving military education since childhood? ”

I don't know what that means. Winter is a blight.

“That can't be right. Where did you hear that story? ”

“Newspapers and news. I've heard that military service time is 10 years, that women go to prison, that it's dangerous to do occasional terrorist attacks and nuclear tests. ”

“It's a North Korean story. Both myself and other Koreans in the refugee zone are from South Korea. You can't tell South Korea from North Korea, can you? ”

“Oh, is the law different every week? It could be. But then who lives up north? ”

“ ……. ”

In winter, he said South Korea and North Korea were different countries, and he accepted the question as different regions within one country. It was a misunderstanding that the United States has several states, divided by east, west, or north, that enforce different laws each week. Winter cleared me of a misunderstanding.

“It's not like that. North and South Korea are different countries. It split into ideological wars of communism and capitalism. That's the Korean War. Have you heard of the Korean War? ”

South Korea and North Korea were already divided before the war, but it didn't have to be that detailed. The officer who asked was a little embarrassed and replied.

“I must have said something stupid. I didn't think it was possible. ”

“What?”

“Lieutenant. You've done a great job. I thought it wouldn't be weird if I was trained as a child. But that's not it……. ”

The crew was somewhat regretful. The other crew laughs out loud. I don't feel tense. Do they think there's nothing to go on?

When I heard the communications, it seemed that the search and seizure were going smoothly in most districts. Listening to the radio, I could also overhear police panic over the occasional drugs found.

[Hey, this is enough to poison the entire city of LA.]

With a kilo of heroin, 30,000 people are still on the meds. It's being found in a bag. It seemed that the Chinese drug dealers risked their lives to evacuate.

But in the end, it was not quiet until the end. There's an urgent transmission on the radio.

[Command Post, George 14188, Code 10! One officer down! Many armed with deadly weapons! We're surrounded! We need backup, over!]

[Code 10 confirmed. David 20, 73rd Street.]

[David 20, copy.]

David was the call sign for the Special Forces. Rapidly rising engine noise. Winter could feel the wheels spinning even as they sat inside. The vehicle was slowing down.

The crew looks out through the bulletproof glass. However, because it was raining so much, I could not see anything because of the flowing water. I didn't put a wiper on the window of the transport car. Eventually, the crew used the eyeball instead of the window. Gun eyes that were designed to fire while mounted were structured with circular coverings that could be opened and closed at any time.

You don't know if someone's sighing or admiring you.

“Huh. There really are arrows flying around. I've been in multiple shootings, but I've never seen anything like it. ”

Boom, boom! The sound of stones and arrows striking the body. It looks like they're aiming for a bullet in the eye, but it's useless. First, the marksman's skill was poor, and second, the wind was too strong. Projectiles like arrows are severely affected by the wind.

Everyone was wearing a gas mask when they were almost at their destination. Even if the storm is severe, you can use tear gas as much as you want inside the tent.

After arriving on site, winter fell first, voluntarily.

Tongue!

The rocks fly down, causing winter to be thrown aside by the shield. Focuses stones on unloading troops. It blocks them in succession, making way for the crew coming down. One of the maneuvers warned us.

“Plastic shields may pierce if struck by arrows. Be careful.”

“Yes, I know. ”

Winter takes a few steps further and watches its surroundings. The reinforced plastic shield is completely transparent and does not obstruct vision. Instead, the strength was a bit low, so it could have been pierced by a tensile bow.

Not to mention the quality of the bows and crossbows that the Chinese made, there is no law against lowering power because of their low quality.

A premonition of the lines drawn.

Phew!

Winter, when you retreated and dodged, you looked at the arrow feathers that were shivering at your feet. A long arrow halves you to the ground. Concentrated fire in that direction. The Chinese who bought themselves never showed up in that direction again.

[Secure the injured. It does not interfere with life.]

The injured person is transported to the vehicle on a gurney.

Thereafter, the motorcade responded systematically. When the shield-bearer walks forward, the two followers split up and watch out. It was a way to eliminate blind spots.

The shields they carry are different from winter. Except for a small transparent plastic rectangle to look forward, the rest were all black bulletproof plates.

Ka 'ang! The maneuver with the shield flinches momentarily. An arrow is embedded in the edge of the shield. The shield crew makes a low swearing speech. It was caused by a mud floor that was slippery.

Winter predicts the frequency of powerful arrows flying.

‘One or two threatening shooters. ’

The rest was nothing. It's just a matter of numbers.

Drop your weapons and surrender! Surrender and I won't shoot!]

The broadcast of warnings took place with the shooting. However, the accuracy is not higher than expected. It was the fog that created the raindrops as they broke. Moreover, gangsters have also taken advantage of the terrain and cover. I walked through a tent lined up, or fell on the scaffolding of the construction site.

The police push forward with shields, vehicles and overwhelming firepower.

Winter also picked up a rifle. Lean your shield in at an angle, stick it in the ground, support yourself, and slightly pull out to the side to grab the target line. Immediately after, the head was tilted. I see something strange.

What the Chinese did was wrong. I'm pulling out a wooden shield. It is the size and weight of a burden to carry, and I fixed it with wheels. It looks like an ancient siege weapon.

‘You're doing all kinds of things. ’

Winter knelt on its knees and aimed for a small crevice beneath it. Taang! An ear-splitting gunshot caused by wet air. Through the rain, the screams of the single word are torn. Winter chased the Chinese shoe in a row. Ta-ang, Ta-ang, Ta-ang! The shield, which was moving magnificently, stopped quickly.

Another shield coming from the other side was smashed by the police. It was hit with a glove car. Despite slowing down just before the collision, it was a massive explosion for the Chinese gangs.

Winter then repelled the threatening shooters. I only broke the bow if I got the right shot. When I couldn't, I punctured my shoulder.

It was an unparalleled battle. The difference between basic firepower and defensive strength was large, and the presence of armored vehicles was crucial. However, it would matter if it could be contained without further harm.

Winter throws the rifle behind your back and draws its shield from the ground. A lot of the ground has fallen out of the rain. Winter did not wash away the sticky soil. I liked the weight. Carry it still and run to reverse point the most dangerous arrows. Stones fly from all sides. While blocking or avoiding the winter, you hit someone with your shield.

“Grrrgh!”

Woodtucking vibrations climb up your fingertips. The clay used to be a weight bearing falls off. Must be about four ribs out. It will hurt like hell, but it won't.

A line drawn again. This time I miss badly. Winter is probably due to the ignorant rise of power.

The Chinese gangs who saw the boy protrude alone were pushed out of the shadows. It was a mean and experienced act. With winter coming, the police won't be able to shoot you lightly. Distorted faces imbued with such confidence and desperate resistance. Some speed up the spinning sling, while others pick up a club or a log.

They attack all at once. I can't recognize winter because of the mask.

I hold the shotgun that winter hung around my waist in one hand. If you pull the shield towards your body as you lay it down, you can put a gun on it and shoot. The tip of the shield touches the ground, making it a different and stable shooting position.

Half a turn of the gun, the Chinese crowd panics and scatters. They don't know it's a non-lethal charge. In fact, even non-lethal rounds could kill them.

You retrieve the two stones from the sling and Winter's bulletproof vest. And target the nearest threat. Heavy revolt of a shotgun, unlike a rifle. Only five meters away, the Chinese stumbled down with a choking groan. I grabbed him by the shoulders and coughed.

A spear that pierces through the sides. Draws out a shield, narrows the streets, and swings the shotgun around like a club. The weight of the loaded shotgun, diagonal lift, breaks the jawbone of the gang. The shivering Chinaman struggles to get to the center. Winter kicks him over, tramples him, spins around, and shields his shin.

Queek!

The gang holding your chin is in agony. Turn your eyes over and lather.

For the next gang that comes straight in, the shield is lowered and smashed into the body. A strong sense of attack that shakes to the stomach. As the man falls back, winter puts a shotgun handrail around the edge of the shield. Press into your weight to reload. Heave-ho. The color fades from the man who was aimed at just a meter away.

Instead of firing immediately, winter shifted its position around the man. It was because of the two trajectories that have been going around and around. You can't shoot because of your colleagues. In position, boom! The shotgun fires. Under the knee, shooting at the side, your leg twists in the wrong direction.

A desperate scream. Two arrows that fly instantly. One misses, and one falls on the wrong Chinese, not in winter. Winter stepped in and blocked its trajectory. The user slams into an arrow with a swinging shield. The sound of razor-sharp shattering plastic. With a long, white scratch, the projectile bounces away.

Thanks to you, a lifeless gang looks stunned. I'm embarrassed when winter comes. Winter kicked him in the groin.

I fell down and cramped, so I kicked it again just in case.

All the Chinese who approached became motionless. Passed out or broke a bone.

As winter looks up at the scaffolding of the site, the archer who has been shooting arrows has been embarrassed. Police with shields and stamps are approaching from behind. A gangbanger jumps off the scaffolding. He falls from three stories above, but he's not gonna make it. Wrap your ankles around it.

The oppression has come to an end. Armored vehicles charge toward the hidden tent. It was easy to subdue the Chinese gangs coming out of the collapsing tent.

The commander has found winter.

[Lieutenant, I think you should come here for a moment. Tent 1, 74th Street.]

Artwork Reviews

1. Let's think a little more about the sponsorship account issue. I don't know if I should take this...

2. Please observe even the slightest hint of police communication. Cenral, 1030 1044 to station. You probably don't even know the readers, and it's hard to write. Heh heh, actually, the latter reason is much larger.

And in the case of the Los Angeles Police Department, they wrote a separate radio code instead of typical tent code. I didn't have the ability to match it. I'm sorry, it's just a little imitation.

The phonetic code used by the police is different from the military. Phonetic code is how you read the alphabet on the radio, and the police write Adam (A), Boy (B), Charles (C), David (D)... George (G). When each symbol is used as a minor sign, it is used to distinguish between affiliations. So George 14188 is not a person's name. The minor number for METRO ANTIGANG TASK FORCE is G. 14188 is the police badge number.

If you know more, please point out and we'll get right to it.

3.

Q. Clinen: @ This is the afternoon and the winter. It's dawn, so you live in an extragalaxy.

A. Haha... If it's dawn and winter in the afternoon... and on the other side of the globe by equator... are you in Brazil right now? I envy you.

Q. Harururu: @ But will you do the festivities? Celebrate the 100th coin?

A. Well. Can we celebrate her birthday soon?... and I'm not sure.

Q. Ca: I wish winter would fight sooner.

A. You still have to wait for a fight to test your writer's competence.

Q: Thank you so much for posting me on the weekend you decided to take a break ♥ But I still want you to take care of your health. because I don't want such a good piece to be long in the middle due to conditions or health issues. We want you to invest in yourself because you need a better work environment.

A. Thank you for your concern. Let's keep him in a state that doesn't kill him. and sometimes high-fidelity watches, if possible.

Q. Ghozt: Are higher concentric organisms like @ writers also burning in heat?

A. He's weakened by his lack of compassion. The author had more compassion than the entire mass of the Bondi solar system, which was taken away by readers, and is now infinitely close to zero.

Q. Steel's Soul Marriage: I'm just looking forward to writing a prologue and hearing that I'm dreaming of completing. Is that possible? Health comes first, of course.

A. I'm not sure what that novel is. Hahaha

Q. Dohwahwan: @ Giaaaaaaaaaaak What is a guaak? Even a concentric creature was a reader.

A. Yes. because I pitied my readers.

Q. Wind Attorney: @ I long to see this article ㅋ Take it easy

A. If I put together 40,000 years of one-on-one entertainment, you'll see over four million years. What do you say, isn't that a good idea?

Q. Lucid Lim: Don't die... by using commandments when you die...

A. The same skill cannot be reused because the author has already been revived once.

Q. Inoino: @ gigaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! (Rest slowly and write hard!)

A. · – · · · – · – · – · · – · · · · · · – · – · – · – · - · · – · – · - · – · – · – · – · – · – · - · – · · · – · – · – · · · · · · – · · · · – · · – · – · – · – · · – · – · – · – · · · · · · · · – · - · – · – · - · – · – · – · · · – · · · · · · · · · – · – · – · - · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · – · - · - · · · ·

Q. ceno: I feel that the work is always going smoothly, even with @ seals. It's hard for the protagonist to handle. There must be a crisis planned.

A. Yes. Because that's compassion. In fact, so do Seal Breakers. Someone who thinks they've left will show very good sympathy. That's a lot to write about.

Q. Tantania: @ something is that virtual reality based world view. So, do you ever want to write the infamous capitalism fantasy novel, the lightweight, playful, playful, fantasy novel? It's full of serious content, but I think it's too good a worldview to use as a piece of content to unravel the bitterness of reality in virtual reality.

A. We can, but we don't have a plan. I'm thinking of taking the road to happiness, the future of the same worldview, right after I finish the Ossuary.