The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Night on Lake 13, Lake Santa Margarita

The cold was a soldier's longtime friend. On a ripe winter night, the rainy soldiers tremble violently.

Bang!

Gunfire echoes across the river. It was the fifth step. The boy who shot at the black cloud lowers his gun slowly.

A soldier watches out for the darkness beyond the waterway.

“Coming.”

It was the first one the guards caught. More visible in winter. A hot herd is on its way. In the advanced night vision green world, human-like death flashed with a glowing iron glow. There were hundreds of people who could not climb down the slopes.

‘More than a thousand units. ’

Meanwhile, the mangled backbone finds this way. Kuaaaak! You scream with your whole body, rushing blindly, and stumbling across a rough river. The current is only 10 meters wide. It is a distinctly distinct street. The mutant howls once more and walks around like an angry man.

The Squad Leader asks.

“Do you want me to shoot?”

“Wait, Hernandez. ”

Shooting the coming tribe is fine, but there's no rush. Winter said.

“Our mission is to lure. It's not bad to kill them all... It's going to be a while before they're all here. We're going to keep an eye on him for a while. It's a rare opportunity to closely observe the collective behavior of mutants. ”

“Observe?”

“Yes. Observe. In the meantime, I've experienced an increase in individual intelligence. I want to see how it shows up when it moves in groups. their communication, how they work together to overcome obstacles. I'm sure it'll help later. ”

“Well, it looks like some kind of animal experiment. Whatever it is, let's get it over with. ”

“Hang in there, everybody. ”

Winter encourages the soldiers. With no immediate battle, the fallen machine gun shooter shivers. The floor would have been too cold.

The first variant to arrive attempted the river. Dip one foot in the stream, then take another step, hesitating on the third step. A white, crumbling bubble quickly climbed up to my waist. Suddenly, the endangered mutant finally takes a step back. You come ashore, roaring ferociously at the untouched hosts. The sound attracts more variants. It continues to grow.

Winter reminded me of the church of Paso Robles. If it were at that level of intelligence, he would have fallen into a daze. Or even if it stops at the very beginning, it's pushed down by the mass and inertia that follows.

“Tsk. They bother me even when I'm dead." ”

Guillermi's grief was against Captain Harris' men. Bodies eaten in battle clothes, body armor. I see a guy with a gun. But only on the neck, on the shoulders. There is no memory of life, and intelligence has deteriorated. It was the words of the butchers.

One of the soldiers suggests cautiously.

“Lieutenant, can't we just take care of them first?" ”

“Wait, I'll do it. ”

“No, you don't have to.... ”

Without listening to the end, the boy stepped forward. Raises the night vision. It's a clear line of sight without it. An impressive sight. White steam blooms from the mutant's body. It was because of my high temperature.

Winter when I bow my head. It is caring for the squad members behind my back.

‘Licingen did. Sacrifice is for the living. ’

Open your eyes after a few breaths.

Shut up, shut up, shut up! The sounds of teeth clamping. One of the infected soldiers is staring this way, his head bent. I pulled out the black tongue long and fluttered.

Winter, when the number of targets is inside, suddenly shoots, waiting for everyone to reach the shooting range.

The crosshairs were all faces.

Twenty-two different faces were punctured at the speed of the speaker. Brow, glabellar, eye, nose, throat, throat. The tongue flutters, struck by a gentle study dog behind the palate. Movement disappeared as soon as it hit. Blood flows out of your mouth and collapses from your knees.

Hands are faster than eyes. The crowd grows noisy after all the targets are dead. It was never quiet from the beginning, but now it's a frenzy. Like the first one, he makes threatening noises as he makes his way back and forth.

Peggy tried to cross the river. Sergeant Hernandez said.

“That's creepy. I see why you said you needed observation. ”

He was looking at the cooperation of the mutants. Grab each other's wrists and make a chain that leads into the water. Of course, it didn't work out. It's important to have the strength to withstand the tide at the very end. The chain never extended.

“Ghouls! Multiple ghouls at 11 o'clock! ”

A warning of a good marksman. Winter stumbled in that direction. Not long ago, I found some gray-reinforcing species intertwined with the pack. Tougher, smarter things than ordinary mutants, even without special abilities.

But one of the dogs was not an ordinary ghoul. Soldiers could not distinguish, but winter did. There are several characteristics. Rated one step higher than I have seen so far

‘Beta grill. Well, it's about time you showed up. ’

I have previously doubted its existence, but this is the first time I have actually confirmed it.

The discovery of winter was later than the soldier, because he was paying attention on the other side. You see heavy movements on the other side of the forest. It was a shadow in the dark, so I would have missed it if it wasn't for the warning of Battle Sense. Not Grumble. lt was circumstantial. If it were Grumble, it would have been thrown away, whether it was a mutant or a tree.

Then what is he? Why won't he reveal himself?

‘I have no idea. This worldview, it's so different from before. ’

It's not the first time, but it's too frequent. Instead of over-fitting what you know, Winter concluded that it is a new variant that you do not know.

“How do I do that? You want me to blow his head right off? ”

The Beta Ghoul flies back as a shield to see if it's being targeted.

Unknown changes made me hesitate in the winter. Maybe that's different, too.

“Wait for instructions, Fleming. ”

“Yep.”

Target is tracked by the designated sniper.

Enemy numbers are still growing. Traditionally, I think I will exceed 1,000 as I originally expected. If Trickster hadn't died, it wouldn't have been so dispersed.

I'm going to drag them as far as I can.

Mutants were still repeating the same failures. Multiple rounds in and out of the turbulence.

The change came suddenly. After repeating with a long echo of a peculiarly severed monstrosity, the behavior of the mutants changes noticeably.

The reality was the application of what I was doing. A chain of mutants is stretched to the limit. After that, a new chain enters next to it. Thanks to the slow flow rate hit the first line, the second line was able to take one more step. The third row is stretched in the same way.

The deepest depth was below the nose. The fifth line crossed that point.

It happened in a moment.

“Lieutenant! Orders! ”

Squad Leader's urgent shout. The mutants seem to have crossed the river soon. As many groups as there are, they try simultaneously on the other side.

The first mutant to reach the river, how many steps into the water?

Winter commands calmness.

“Never mind the front! Cut the mid! Keep the rest clear! ”

The soldiers immediately understood. Concentrate fire on the connection to land.

Papa Pa Pa! A series of bullets hits you in your sleep. The heads that came out of the water broke in rows.

The first line that collapsed was the burden of the next line. It gets swept away into groups. It looks like you're looking at a bank of water or dominoes. Shhh! Shhh! The reckless mutants drifted with bubbles.

Abigail. The straw that the mutants are after is only a variant of the same position. Crawls and glows at each other. It is a river of boiling water, filled with living corpses.

A tall, special lump of monstrosity that resonates again.

Then the ones who were still in the water cried out. It solidifies the posture. Only some that have not been heard are still glowing.

Winter was momentarily understandable.

"Inhibition of metabolism? It'll only delay drowning. ’

The mutants on the land begin to plunge into a heap.

Upstream, downstream, keeping order.

It wasn't a mass suicide. At the peak of the leap, the chest swells and stiffens as much as it can. * Splash! I was submerged in the water, raising a tornado, and quickly came up with buoyancy. * A platform. It drifts quickly, but the vast riverbank is all varied. I stepped on things that were drifting upstream, and dozens of mutants were thrown at me per second. The thunderstorm never stops. The waves of a sick body cover the river.

The sleep was filling with a float resembling a corpse. In real time.

New variants run on top of it. Eyes on the river.

The soldiers are firing on their own without instruction. Grenades fly in a row.

“Frag out! ”

Everyone lowered their stance in a warning. Grenades exploding in the water, in the water, on the surface across the river. The water column rises and sprinkles thicker droplets than rain. The dark river bites darker.

“Oh, fuck. Wait a minute. What the hell...! ”

As you grind the barrel, the machine gun shooter spits out a swear word.

For a moment, winter was frightened, too. It was a rare fluctuation.It was overwhelming once it was seen.

The next thing I knew, I emptied three mags in 10 seconds. Heave-ho! A ball hitting an empty medicine cabin. I could no longer control the direction I had directly blocked. Instead of reloading, remove grenades immediately. The clip was removed and pinned down. I was going to throw it to the other side.

Winter was embarrassed because she couldn't find a place to throw it.

Soldiers are aware of the situation. The fierce gunfire momentarily subsides.

“What is this……. ”

Guillemi's ridiculous monologue.

Normal variants have rough movement instead of strong strength. No matter how rich the float was, he never ran all the way through it. It was a palpitation that was shaking and fading with every step. This is hard for even a healthy human being. What should at least be possible to calibrate the Movement in the Skilled area.

Falling and falling, only the number of falls increases.

There were limits to the expansion of floats.

Winter has reflected. I have narrowed my vision.

You have to look broader, even if you're shooting. I just couldn't do it. Throughout the shoot, the watch was trapped inside the sight line. Commander is different from one fighter. It was a bad mistake.

‘It's been a long time since I've been this embarrassed. ’

There was a noticeable decline in variants across the river. Of course, even a few more than a cloth can be consumed in a matter of seconds.

Later, Beta Ghouls scream. The mutants stop their reckless determination.

There was only a handful left. It's scattered.

Throw grenades at it. I pulled the pin earlier, but it was still in my hand. Throughout a kill radius wider than the explosion, 17 variants collapse in one fell swoop.

Soldiers wiped out the rest.

The gray-reinforced species lay flat on the floor. Wounded and alive, he persistently tries to flee. I tried to shoot myself, but winter called for a designated shooter.

“Fleming, get him. ”

A thicker bullet hit the reinforcer's head with a combustion. Broken skull, crazed brains.

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