The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Beyond the Bridge, Alamider (9)

The cold air rises from the ground. The drenching darkness was below the temperature. It was a moonless night. Since the moon was rising, the moonlight of Yawin would be shy at dawn. The night's synesthesia added to the cold. My body trembled. It was a mild setback. Winter also felt a functional deterioration in the body. We haven't had a chance to recover properly since dawn.

We should step back for now. Before we do that, we'll take a final look around. In the frustrated view of the night vision, counting dense fog, the world had shrunk to a small circle of 20 meters. There was no opportunity, no clue. Winter sent a call to Tan Guo Chum.

Two men found the back cover from the ambush.

“Why don't we just run it through the car? ”

An officer suggested it.

“There's only a few miles left. If we can get it started somehow, it shouldn't take more than a minute to get to the inland waterway. With the fog so thick, you don't have to worry about the throwing of Tao (Dool). Not much accuracy. The same goes for sprinting. How can he predict collision trajectory? ”

Not necessarily. The Defense Ministry Strategic Institute, which predicted the existence of a previously silent one, warned Trickster that there might be a Joint combat ability. It simply meant that it would control the abilities of other variants remotely, beyond the level of information transfer.

It's an unproven hypothesis. At this point, it was shared only within the U.S. military.

There was no need to take uncertain risks. Winter objected for another reason.

“Can we find a car that has no battery discharge? ”

Theft prevention would be off by now. The officer said he was coming.

“One of these cars must be fine. Or force it to start……. ”

Even when the battery died, there was a way to start it. A few things.

“That's more dangerous. In the meantime, your location will be exposed. There is no guarantee that it will work. ”

My footsteps are killing me, too. The gear-shifting noise was more than that. I had to push the vehicle to be sure. It takes time, but the movement is too big.

“Consider the state of the fuel. There must be a lot of impurities. If one filter is blocked, that's our grave. ”

Winter offered a low probability, but it was also difficult to ignore. Because I've actually been through the end-of-life crisis. The old oil from the discarded cars was a poor fuel. An engine or generator that feeds on this kind of oil will soon be crushed inside.

In the end, it was only used for heating or other purposes.

An officer who had a grudge suggested a different possibility.

“If you look in the cargo hold, there might be some fuel stabilizers. Or weapons... ”

Fuel stabilizers release coagulation of the fuel mixture.

However, it was an option that lacked realism. Every one of them has been opened in some time. I don't even have a key. Noise was a constant problem. Different dimensions than breaking glass.

Dammit. A blurry officer grunts. It was because I felt like I couldn't help myself.

But his ideas were not worthless. Fuel. Fuel. The mumbling winter looks under the leaning van. Find the drain plug. It was a stopper at the outlet for pulling out the fuel in question. Can you untie it with your bare hands? Winter twists with a hex bolt.

Queek. Small friction. The bolt loosens. It's tightened tightly, but the winter grip is more than a hydraulic motor. A volatile smell flows through the cracks. Little by little, tiny.

“I see! We can set a fire and draw their attention!" Very good, very good! ”

I was amazed by the excitement. Winter accepted.

“The smell alone is enough to attract them. They spill as much fuel as they can, given the amount that's been evaporated in a year, there won't be enough to spark a conversation. ”

A fire larger than a certain size will raise itself in size. I thought the fire would spread to the other side as well. Trickster retreating from a high place would create a crack in the surveillance.

I immediately went into action. However, the officer was unable to unplug himself. Winter moves swiftly. Leave it loose until it's about to fall out. If I left one open first, the mutants might smell it too early.

There were surprisingly many abandoned cars. It means the infection has spread so rapidly. On the other hand, the fact that the urban survivors were 100,000 units proved their intent once again.

“Is there a way to ignite? ”

Winter sent out a Zippo Lighter to the officer asking questions.

“A gift from a comrade. ”

“Good.”

I opened the lid to check the condition. As long as the flint is dry, it will catch fire in any situation. However, there was a disadvantage that oil was easily spilled, but what was important to the soldier was reliability. That's why the Zippo Lighter has been loved for so long.

I peeled the cloth off the remains that were left in the middle of the parking lot. The remains were crude white bones. Scattered. The predators must have wiped it clean. Teeth marks remain on the scattered bones. I also saw traces of bone marrow breaking and sucking.

The deceased's clothes were damp, but it didn't matter. If I put it on oil, that's it. It was a group fire, thrown under the vehicle, and then run away.

I then went through virtual rehearsals. Know the plug location of each vehicle, open all tanks and know where to go and how to escape.

I ask winter if I can find a hidden magazine like a sprinkler on a prep line.

“Shall we begin?”

“Please wait a moment. ”

Winter draws the spare spear of the pistol. And I pulled the live ammunition out with a mechanical hand gesture. Polygonal. The opposite hand, which is the fixed axis, is stretched out, minimizing the buzzing sound. The curious officer soon understood the purpose of winter. It was a trick I used to see in movies

Of course, common is human standards everywhere. No matter how cunning the Trickster may be, it's hard to predict. It's a trick that was fresh to people at first.

“Isn't it enough to start a fire? I don't think we should waste ammunition like this. ”

I understood the intent, but the officer seemed to think it was too prepared.

It wasn't winter.

“The sudden fire is too obvious. Atas... Well, I'm sure it'll be clearer with more firepower. because there will be more numbers to focus on. The space that will be freed up will be worth more than a magazine. ”

The nervous officer did not question the stain in the middle of the horse.

The word he swallowed was Ataskadero. The first Trickster encountered at the State Mental Hospital had a spontaneous personality certificate. Although they are here, they will be aware of other individuals or the same tactics. It was safe to assume that.

Winter sprinkles twelve handguns backwards. The flame was long enough to spread. It is in the opposite direction from the escape route.

“Okay, here we go. Don't miss out on joining. Avoid using your gun as much as possible while moving. I'll take care of the mess. ”

The decision was made in winter. The officer nods softly.

In a moment, gasoline started to flow from dozens of cars. Since it's highly volatile, the smell spreads quickly. It was a very humid day.

Pussy!

Fluid, fluid. The sharp beast echoes. They were voice-activating signals everywhere. Winter sensed a myriad of prowess. It was an instinct mixed with his own senses and senses as calibration.

How many plagues are out there tonight. The magnitude was felt by the vibration of the ground. Usually barefoot, but this much? Maybe the plan to crack the mist and the darkness was a mistake. Darkness and fog will be the best conditions against the humans who rule the skies. I couldn't rule out the possibility of being more active than usual.

At the same time, the numbers that wouldn't move would be too small.

‘There were people guarding their positions during the day. ’

Their collective actions outnumber the ants and outweigh the bees. In the light of day, winter captured the role of the monsters. While a large group was chasing winter and Tanguechen, the sentinels on the perimeter kept their positions on the elements.

The sound of the approaching sounds overlaps through the pool. It's an ominous discord, but it feels like it's slowing down after a while. It was not just an illusion. Distances caught in the Battle Senses rejected. It seemed like he had learned what this smell meant.

However, a volatile flood hit the dead water. The spread was accelerated. Winter was able to guess this fact through the fluctuations of the variants. From the height of the water tower, the treads of the water flow were cracks in the city. Like a giant being throwing rocks at the ground like a glass pane.

‘Fragments will be broken. ’

Soon, the fire will cut down the mutant hordes to the four winds.

But as soon as that shot goes off, we won't be able to give up. It was winter's forecast.

Escape routes are inside the shrub. Under an abandoned vehicle in the middle of nowhere, winter threw the torched clothing branches away. Based on the velocity of the gasoline flow, it looks like there's about 30 seconds left until the moment of ignition. A communal funeral. It would have been a lot of makeup and company.

“There's only one thing left to do. ”

At the end of winter, the embers trembled less. It was not just because of the crunchy body. Expectations and excitement.

The two lie down and wait for the climax of the night.

A friendly breeze blows. At one moment, the mutants were confused. It's because of the rapidly spreading gasoline along the water path. The scent of burning flames everywhere, and the shadows of where they run to.

Phew!

The combustion started with a small explosion.

Flaming wall sprint. The hot brushing brushes the ground relentlessly. Sometimes a line, sometimes a cotton. Intense coloring painted abstractions of light and shadow.

Shhhhh! Aah! Aaaaahhhh!

A crier resembling a man under the starless sky echoed. The struggling shadows were like primitive rituals. Like the Native Americans circling around a sacred campfire. The terminals of illnesses burning alive caused confusion to the healthy as well. The bright light reaches for the sky. Radiation from the ground looks polarized. Gulp. Gummy Gummy swallows the drought.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata!

Finally, the gunshot you've been waiting for echoes. Exactly, the sound of a serial burst of handgun ammunition.

“Middle Church, now! We have to move!”

The officer was very embarrassed by the small shout. I didn't expect this picture to be like this.

“You mean crossing between things like that? ”

Like he said, the confusion among the mutants was horrifying. The heat and light make the boiling beasts run in all directions, and they don't know what to do when they lose control.

“We don't stand a chance now! Come on!"

Any mutants that were out of control would interfere with Trickster's surveillance. Even with winter and winter, I could hardly tell the difference.

Winter forced an escort. It was a mood to induce action before thinking.

I couldn't bite it once I started running.

“Dammit, dammit, dammit…! ”

While running, I hear a small exhale. The sound of a human is different from that of a monster, no matter how small. It's been winter standards all along.

Bang! The resonance from the fist. The running winter knocked him out. In the midst of the chaos, he noticed two humans running. And this was just the beginning. There were a lot of things that were noticed when I was on my right and left. I couldn't use a gun. The bullets you've been throwing away will be useless.

Cuahhhhhh!

A shout to my colleagues to inform them of the two human escapes. But it didn't work. It was chaos and endless handsets. Among the overlapping sounds, the ability to perceive warnings separately was overwhelming for ordinary variants. Not even to Ghouls.

In burning smoke, winter kept its course straight. In the meantime, if you turn around, you have the possibility to lose your sense of direction even in winter.

"Grumbling?"

Dancing flames, shaking shadows. Among them was the huge contour of Beta Grumble. We're past him. He may not be as sensitive as a hound, but he can't tell the two humans apart from the smell of burning flesh. Tan Guo Xing seemed to be fainting. Cough, cough. An unbearable cough erupts. I was fine. Even the smoky monsters couldn't get enough of the coughing.

I can finally see the price. Floating seawater as it flows. A sea full of all sorts of floats and corrupted, it was good to see this moment.

A line of flowing fire is blocking the way. As Tan Guo tried to slow down, winter pushed his back. Never slow down.

“Don't be afraid! Just jump! ”

“Ahhhh!”

The officer had a close balance between his instinct to stop and his back force. And make the leap without too late. Actually, it's more like half an accelerated winter thrown away.

Splash! For a moment, a strange cold air rises from your toes. Reflexively shortness of breath.

Swimming, winter looked back 200 meters.

The fog in the light becomes a cloud of smoke, twitching in the heat.

Even the buildings on the road are lit up. The Trickster who was staying on the roof didn't seem to have found a way out. The flaming silhouette pierces through the fog.

Artwork Reviews

# Thinking

followed by a phone call. The way Sing Sing became an orangutan is the way Giraffe became a giraffe. There was an animal in my imagination first, and then the actual animal I encountered looked like that, so I gave it the original name. The Chinese don't call giraffes giraffes anymore. It's called a cervical deer.

# Google

I was a little shocked when I Googled the Little Prince of the Ossuary. There are a lot of people who say this novel seems to be going very well. Twitter or something.

Don't do it, I'm ashamed...

I wish I could show you how far this novel has gone.

# Q&A

Q. Wood sora bread: I think Zachary would know that the illustration plan was not mentioned exactly to @ the author, but... when is it published exactly? This time, I want to buy a Ossuary with your name on it.

A. I don't know... when?... but I'm not sure. I did receive a PDF for review. It was 425 pages long.

Q. Jingado: When will the @ Paper Book come out! After calculating the 15-year budget for Gundumplings, I realized it was too much to buy!

A. Haha. Instead, just buy yourself a pot of pot. It's more useful than a paper book.