The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Hardened ground, Fort Roberts (4)

Thunder rumbling.

Under the setting sky of the earth spider, the wind grows stronger. Raindrops resemble shattered ice. It was so full of rain that all of my friendship could not be stopped. The rain that soaked through my sleeves and neck soaked my underwear. The water flows inside the boots. Winter felt a slightly slower body. I can't feel my hands or feet. It's still okay, but a few more hours of exposure to the cold could be dangerous. Hypothermia and mild frostbite are a concern.

The road to 74th Street was a place of overpressure. There was diluted blood everywhere.

A mounted policeman rushes towards the gang that was resisting the club. The sense of velocity, and the stiffness of the gangs, were slammed into the horse's body. The elbow bends backwards. As he drools and cries, the Triple Club Lynch spills out. Boom, boom! The sound of beating a man in the right hand is wicked.

Police officers who might have tried to suppress the demonstration built a wall with shields. Banging at the ground, a group of gangsters are pushed. Under illumination that was hard to say, they cast a black shadow and were oppressive even in winter. The police didn't even recommend surrendering to a gang in the corner. Shoot rubber shotguns brutally.

A cop with a six-stemm grenade launcher pulls the trigger in a row toward the gang running toward the boy's officer. Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight! A gang hit in the back of the head is bent. A grenade that was bounced off the air with a loud bang. Winter catches it falling. It was non-lethal sponge grenade.

But you can kill a man at close range.

The boy presses the neck of the fallen gangs to check the pulse. You're not dead, but now that you've been hit in the head, you should be concerned about cranial, cervical fractures, or cerebral bleeding. Police with grenade launchers hesitated with handcuffs. Winter took a step back and gave him his place.

You might be lucky you didn't kill him on purpose. Resistance to U.S. police with deadly weapons was good for them.

Should I request hyper-pressurization?

Every cop with blood on his head will listen to the boy who became a hero.

Winter touches the radio and finally lets go without saying anything. There were considerations on various levels. The first thing that came to mind was a man with a rusty knife. One hungry assassin encountered in the middle of the night when the boy was still just a supporter. Killing him without hesitation was to be invisible. To avoid more killing.

The same now. The harsh subjugation will be a strong warning to criminals in other districts. As a result, the sacrifices will be reduced.

Of course, the beekeeping system is not necessarily right. Equity is mismatched.

On the other hand, there is also a heart that is positive for over oppression. If you don't die, it's no big deal to keep criminals from selling drugs and selling their lives. Maybe they're commemorating tattoos even though they live in prison.

Changing people is not that easy.

In the end, I think of two people who couldn't be changed.

‘Father, and Mother. ’

Winter stopped momentarily. It was because I realized I was angry, and I was surprised again by myself to endure it instinctively.

Isn't this the world you thought was good because you didn't have to be angry?

I feel a twitching contradiction. The boy had a hard time figuring out exactly what he wanted.

The delay was not long. Audiences from other worlds were strangely surprised. Winter accidents are usually delivered to audiences using the Teletype string. Not now. The boy remembers that this is not his own world, and insists on taking a step.

Fill the tubular magazine of the shotgun with as much ammunition as you can while walking for a short walk.

There is a group of police in front of the first tent on 74th Street. The commander looked at the winter and gathered his feet in awe.

“There you are. Been waiting for you. ”

“What's going on? ”

“It's a hostage situation for now……. The hostage is looking for you. ”

“Me?”

Winter leans in. When I listened to it quietly, it was true. As the wind howls like a wolf, you hear someone vaguely shouting in English. It was a cry to bring the lieutenant in the middle of winter. I can feel the evil in my voice. Winter asks the police officer.

“Have you had a conversation? ”

“I tried a few times, but they failed. Their English is so poor.... He didn't seem to be able to speak a word except to bring in a midwinter lieutenant. I could barely understand that it was a bad pronunciation. And that doesn't mean any of us speak Chinese. I have a few negotiating experts, but they're useless. ”

The commander further summarized the situation.

“The hostage is a Chinese male, presumed in his 30s to 40s, armed with a handgun as to where he got it. Cheap without safety guards. The hostage is a Chinese woman in her 20s…… the only requirement is to keep no one in, and to bring the lieutenant in. There was nothing else. Inside the tent, we decided to bring in the lieutenant because it's not easy to shoot, even if we try to use tear gas, the hostage's life may be in danger. ”

“I knew the situation. I'll go in. ”

The boy speaks too lightly, and the reaction of the maneuver's commander is slightly slower. I'm detaining a young officer about to enter.

“Wouldn't that be dangerous? ”

“I'm just doing what needs to be done. Always have been. Risk is the next problem. ”

“Hmm...... I've heard a lot of rumors over the years, but I'm surprised you haven't heard them before. ”

Winter made him smile and showed him. Then I grabbed him by the collar.

Bang! The wooden plank that flew at the speed of the wind rushes past where the commander used to be, hitting the ground and swirling. The surrounding police are furious and scattered. Later, the commander looks awkward, realizing that he almost got beat up.

“Thank you, Lieutenant. ”

“You're welcome. I'll go in anyway. ”

“It may be pointless, but be careful. Lieutenant, you don't want to get hurt here. If you're distracted, we'll find another way. ”

The tent can be seen from all sides. It would be useless if the unsub was careful about everything, but there was a slight possibility of inducing caution.

‘In that case, you will be killed. ’

Response to hostages is essentially murder.

After smiling with one glance at the police officer, winter entered the large tent. As is the realm of any Chinese organization, red tinted ornaments stand out. In memory, it was one of the nodes of the Cabinet Party. It is in partnership with Ahnsang Publishing Co., Ltd. As soon as I saw myself, winter took off its mask in front of the Chinese who were yelling to bring the winter back.

“I came as I wished. I'm in the middle of winter. Why did you want to see me? ”

The Chinese are silent. His impression is surprisingly mild. Eyes are lowered, and traces of the smile you frequently put on your mouth remain wrinkles.

‘Good looks can be a trait of evil. It's easy to fool. ’

The opposing team observes winter. Winter also observes the opponent. He was holding a pistol that looked very simple. It had really basic functionality, but it was a more reliable weapon.

I feel sick. I think the woman I was holding was terrified and upset. It would be strange if you were calm, as a handgun without safety rests on your temples. Lips are blue, face is white, and pupils are constantly shaking. All conditions discounted the original beauty. Looking at his rare appearance, and his exposed outfit, I can imagine how he must have suffered from gangsters.

When I looked at her, she opened her lips.

“Please... save me." I... I... I... I want to live... Help me... ”

There was an evil sound. It was because the hostage was hit with a pistol handle.

A gunman sweating on his forehead gives a big smile to the winter.

“I know you, but you don't know me. Nice to meet you, lieutenant. Zrytong, 36020; I'm in charge of sugar. ”

Tong was an autonomous partner of Chinese people living in the United States. Ahnsang is also commonly referred to as the Ahnsang Party. Although the original intention was to help one another in a foreign country, it is often a criminal organization. Because of the tendency to prioritize the interests of humanity over American law. It is based on an exclusive ethnic consciousness.

‘People who commit crimes without recognition of guilt, thinking it is natural. ’

I can't feel good about winter. As I told you before, nationalism without a global nationalism is the Devil's Faith.

“Let's skip the useless waste of time. What do you want from me? ”

“Haha, you're in a hurry. We're not the leaders of an organization. Let's have a more polite conversation. ”

“A polite conversation? ”

I deliberately made the face that winter is pathetic. At the same time, I look at the woman. The intent is clear, and an impressive gangster sighs.

“I hope you understand each other's strengths. Intolerance to the weak. ”

“ ……. ”

It's going to be a really pathetic time. Winter draws a chair nearby and sits across from the hostage. The user places a loaded shotgun on its knees and looks at the target with a slight pinch.

How to moderately stimulate them. Think, decide, and postpone.

“I don't know how much longer I can take this. Save time, gangster. ”

“... You're much different from what I've heard. ”

A cold, quiet word that he shook and shotgun. His complexion became a little stiff. The intent of winter was to give the impression that a person is worth the sacrifice of a hostage and to cut off the conversation at any time. He nods.

“Well, one face lacks a lot of leadership. Don't you need a lot of faces to respond to situations like this? A good man cannot become rich, and a rich man cannot become good. ”

Winter was still listening. In front of the boy's silence, the gangster speaks quicker. If you don't pay attention, it's hard to notice. Still, I can't stop looking around, but I'm far from being careless.

“Teacher, I need the police to step back. ”

“Do you think that's possible? ”

“Maybe we can get the guy to come back. ”

I listened to Sichua, and the winter revolted calmly.

“Why do you think it's me? ”

“Who doesn't know that you're hanging out with the police these days? ”

“Is that the only reason? ”

“It doesn't matter if you're not behind it. Who can ignore you in this fortress? You're the only one who can straighten this out. ”

“Aren't you Captain Markert in the corner first? ”

“Huh. How can I compare that shellfish to you? He is now just one of the lesser lesser lessers. There was nothing I could believe from the start. He didn't profit from his loyalty to either side. He threatened to help the other if he didn't. ”

A slight exaggeration, but winter could tell by Captain Markert's movements. The boy crookes his chin and buries it.

“Okay, so I cleaned up the police, and then what? ”

“It's our turn to pay. Throw away the dying Triad. Among our Korean proverbs, we sell our wives to make good friends. The Cabinet Party is with the Ang Xiang Party. There's more you can get from us than the Triad's rage. ”

“Nothing in particular. ”

“How about this? ”

He grins playfully and rubs the chest of the hostage. It was a commodity attitude. Winter raises the gun slowly. A gangster who thinks he's got a gap improves his posture in a hurry. Taking hostages as shields. But the boy was also a hostage.

The slow aim was because I was surprised when I thought Shihui was shooting at me.

Winter told the hostages.

“I'm sorry."

“Yes?”

Bang! The shotgun strikes the woman's left clavicle. She faints without screaming. A sagging woman. The sickle is frozen. You really didn't know you were going to shoot hostages.

Before he reacts, winter shoots again, before he realizes it was just a non-lethal round. Boom, boom! His face was broken.

“Ahhhh!”

You spit out a broken tooth with your mouth and shed tears from the ruptured eye. The winter that took place throws a chair. Baaak! The shrapnel splatters everywhere. I eventually lose my pistol. Winter kicked it.

The police force that heard the gunshots quickly entered the area. At a glance, they identified the interior situation and called in the waiting medical team. The medical team was standing by in front of the tent just in case. But they took the boy's officer before the gangster boss or the hostage.

“I was worried when I heard you went in alone. I'm glad you're okay.”

“What are you doing? Take a look at the injured first."

“Oh, yes! Excuse me.”

Who the hell did you say you were sorry to...? Winter watches the end of the proceedings.

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