The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Below Black Water (7)

Peek-a-book. Peek-a-book. Peek-a-book.

Joanna's body flares thinly. I also trembled as if it were cold. Maybe it's because my ears are getting sensitive in the black silence. The small electronic sound was strangely clear with breathing. The watch cried all minute. The fear of winter was like an ice sculpture stuck in the brain. Cold and sharp, it pierces every thought.

Soon, the static returned.

Everything was still dark and heavy. But outside the experimental area, it might already be on fire. Meanwhile, the sense of survival and crisis detection are opaque and unstable. Either way, Winter itself is affected by doubt, anxiety, and certainty. It was difficult to distinguish between the false and the threads of nerve stimulating warnings.

10 minutes and 20 minutes and 30 minutes pass by like that…….

The air was still cool. The winter I think is strange. I can't feel the vibrations and the noise that I have to respond to. How can a fire in another compartment be so quiet? Expanded hulls need to cry, burst pipes, and toxic fumes flowing through the vents.

It's finally 1: 00 in the morning. Joanna asked.

“What's going on? ”

It was a weary voice. It was because the fear of waiting consumed my body and mind.

“I don't know. Maybe the shock wave knocked out the entire Fiquad grid? ”

“No way……. Even if it is, it doesn't make sense. The longer we leave the ship, the more likely it is to leak secrets. It is normal to immediately seek other means when you consider incineration impossible. It's probably a torpedo attack.”

“Well, we should assume that the withdrawal is delayed for some reason. ”

“Or maybe it's been suspended at all……. There's no reason for the government's final solution to change now, and something must have gone wrong at the bottom of the withdrawal route……. ”

The conflict between the old Chinese military and the peacekeepers was prestigious. Conflict between Yangyeongbin Army Director and Sierra Navy Lt. Gen. Any accidental clashes between the two groups were created, or the seabed retreat would have to stop. Because hostile submarines can't pass the sea with sharp sound waves at each other, saying it has nothing to do with this.

“Maybe someone's really doing it for us. Just like Anne expected. ”

“ ……. ”

A hopeful observation was needed for her exhausted. No prediction was uncertain.

“Aren't you hungry? I think you should eat something now. ”

Winter was wary of the constant tremor behind her back. Strength wore off just by being nervous. It's been half a day since I've been stuck here. The lack of hunger and fatigue is abnormal.

“I don't think so. I don't have anything. I'm fine. Just eat winter. ”

Soldiers who don't know when they'll be in trouble. They used to take their own energy bars in combat food, but that was not the habit of FBI overseers who had been deployed primarily to short-term operations.

“Come on, take this. I don't have the strength to leave even if I get the chance. ”

Winter takes out two energy bars and hands them to Joanna.

Let's attack the torpedoes instead of using the incineration procedure to tear the hull. With any luck, there's a wide rift in front of you. Another miracle to escape. You'll need tremendous stamina.

Fluffy. The sound of you unpacking the energy bar. You can see that the contents of the pressed contents are a mess in the dark. Jeffrey would have been amazed that this was poop. As part of the story of the so-called dirty joke, I thought of Fort Roberts the whole winter. It was a place where I dreamed of becoming the best I could be, beyond people.

It was when I ate one and swallowed the second half. The alert for "Crisis Detection" rose sharply.

What is it?

It was a vague signal. Something's going to happen.

“Winter? What happened? ”

Joanna senses movement and asks, but the answer is not appropriate unless she knows the identity of the anxiety.

“Something doesn't feel right. ”

I just say. "But that was enough. Winter felt her tension.

Winter lights up the lantern and looks around. A frowning FBI agent who suffers from photo-adaptation. But she also used her own lantern. The scenery in which the two trunks of light shined was the same as before. Whatever the imminent threat was, it didn't seem to have its origins within the experimental area.

Torpedoes? Or has the incineration started? ’

As I think about it,

Kueung

Noise without direction. Everything in sight was shaken. Things that spill, bump, fly. The deck seemed to kick out of the biased inertia, so even winter was about to lose its center. Keep your balance close, and grab Joanna from being swallowed by the slope. percussion, percussion, percussion. The Lantern she misses scatters its light to all directions.

“What……?! ”

Joanna stands staggering, looking at the entire crooked deck.

In the meantime, the continuous vibrations, like a jet lag, felt like the whole ship was being carved. Chirp, chirp, chirp. The hull cries high and sharp. Johanna's appearance is painful, with painful volume and scales, stopping her ears. Winter was no better.

After a tremor, the ship rumbles once more. And instead of a high-pitched sound, a low ominous resonance began to resonate deep within the body. Johanna shouts sharply.

“This……. It looks like it's broken! ”

The sound resembling the waterfall was immediately immersed in an invisible place.

“Find out if there's a way out! ”

Winter ran toward the entrance. Due to the impact acting in one direction and the inertia that was biased, the deck is pushed from right to left. In other words, it was more likely that something was wrong with the internal iliac and bulkheads than with the external hull. Especially between different doors and walls.

‘I don't think it's a torpedo. ’

Given the friction sound of the metallic after the initial impact, it was most likely that a ship with low drainage hit the piquad. But how does that make sense? The whole area around Piquad is blocked off. Is it possible to reach Piquad through an endless number of ships, battling debris and debris?

“I can see the light! ”

As Joanna said, the large, heavy pressure door and its frame were crumpled up by a thinner bulkhead. Either way, it was very thick, but there was a difference between gravity and material. Thanks to this, there is a narrow and deep margin between the folded wall and the door frame and the three sides of the deck.

Based on the leaking lights, the electromagnetic shock wave seems to be unable to escape the experimental area.

‘As much as it exploded in the original room, the coverage would have been narrow even if it hadn't been guarded. ’

Without a relay, even radio waves were trapped hulls.

The experimental area was half a deck. The bulkheads that came in contact with the other compartments were all on one side. This was the only place the light came in even though I looked around the door long and hard. The enhanced sensation of winter feels a different deck slope even now. I didn't have time to explore the weak spots thoroughly.

“There's no other way. It's a little small, but……. I have to take off my gear and try. ”

“ ……. ”

The FBI agent didn't look confident.

Winter threw the equipment over there first, then carefully entered. The bulkhead and depth were sharper than the narrower width itself. Rough and sharp. It's better to cut it with a blade. At least the latter will have a clean cut.

Sizzling. Scratching of tough clothes. The boy moved slowly, cautiously. However, even with the utmost care, there was a wound on his forearm. The suit is hot wet. Winter moves again remembering the depth and shape of your flesh. I twist my body, stretch my limbs, and stutter with my hands, not just passing by. Thanks to that, I had to stab and cut a few more times before I could get through completely.

Another door between the security doors remains open.

You encounter an FBI agent in the middle of winter wearing equipment.

“Ann, do you still have the bombers, the explosives? ”

“Yes, but to crush all these edges... …. ”

“Let's do only the most dangerous things. I checked each and every one of them when I passed. ”

Considering the difference in body type. Joanna opens her mouth.

“Did you intend to do that from the start? ”

“Yes.”

Winter saw the deepest corners in order. It was a hard difference to distinguish from the outside, but it was clearly different when it was rubbing against the body.

Bomb deployment was quick. Flash. The black crevice flashes white at once. The crevices identified after the loss of pressure and smoke were roughly the same as before, but at least some of the fatal parts were clearly blurred. Here, you crush the little reindeer with a few shots.

“Come on, now. Let me show you how to move with the lowest cut. ”

No matter how much I look at it, I can't reach my senses when I actually pass through. If I hurt my thigh badly, my artery would snap.

‘But this smell... ’

From the other side of the hallway, where all the light flashed in jeopardy, two kinds of odors were pushed out, faintly hard to detect without sensory correction. Rotten and stinky. Either way, I'm used to it. I'm more concerned because I'm used to it. The former was a unique odor, and the latter was an early threat.

‘No, the back is probably too much to worry about. ’

Everything is not uncommon in the rotting sea. Due to the high amount of food supplied to marine cities, fishing boats were more than just water supplies. The scenery of pulling a rope between the boat and the boat and walking the fish was routine. It was unexpected that I could smell it all the way inside the ship, but since the hull is broken, there should be as many ways as the outside wind can enter.

Kwung, Kwang. Violent, but smaller shocks than before shake your feet in succession. Joanna, who was just about to put her body into a sharp crack, groans thinly.

“You okay?"

“It's no big deal. I just got stabbed by a shaking barrel. But I don't know what's going on. What the hell is going on? ”

Spreading infection, raging maritime cities. This is more of a crisis than an opportunity for escape. Winter only made a guess. We don't even know how big the infection is yet.

Instead, I am passionate about helping her get out safely. Beware the other side of the hall.

“You have to twist your torso to the left there. A little more, a little more. Yeah, it's half empty. ”

Bang! The hull's shaking again. Increasingly diagonal, the incline is now noticeable.

“Now push with your elbows. I'll pull you up. It's going to hurt a little bit. ”

“Ugh.”

I couldn't come out unharmed. Joanna gets pinched several times, each time she gets a big, small cut. The blood flowing along the slope becomes more and more stalks. She passes the last hurdle at the time half her body escapes and easily pulls out the bottom of her pelvis. With a sigh, he steals his forehead and puts on his body armor and vest.

She was briefly conscious of the camera's closure circuit.

“Better to move fast than avoid surveillance. ”

Winter agreed. If the prediction is correct, if it is wrong, the situation room will be busy on the other side. With Chadwick still around, it won't be easy to pull the trigger. Rather, it is better not to give time. Never lose a general engagement.

As I walked back up the road, winter took a punch. Halt.

Light and shadow stretching through the gaps between the rails and the stairs. The shadows stretched from the landing above were the appearance of a stand-alone person. You hear footsteps this way, Kang, Kang, and slow.

Finally, he showed himself.... Joanna spits it out without even knowing it.

“Oh, God. ”

Bang! Winter's single shot pierced the head of a mutant who was a Blue Skull striker. Blood and briquettes on the hull wall. Winter's gaze quickly sweeps through the corpse. Relatively clean skin is not much different from when it was a person. However, there was no room to be confused with humans as the blood vessels that began to flow deteriorated were clear on the skin.

“The time elapsed since the infection is approximately three or four hours. ”

“Oh, my God. We've breached the perimeter. How did this happen……. ”

Fiquad is located quite inward from the outskirts of the maritime city. If the infection has spread this far, there's nowhere else to go.

The agent now arrives at the same forecast as winter, shivering with his whole body.

Artwork Reviews

# Published

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a paper book. I was given a written copy in advance.

I was supposed to get 10 copies, but I got an extra 10 for the cost. I want to send it to those of you who have written reviews, who have gifted me with fan art and music.

We can also sign for you if you'd like. But I'm sorry about the book, so I hope you don't get your hopes up.

Please see the notice for more details.

Originally, I was going to hold a review writing event, but I decided not to let the other writers see the damage because of the flood, but because I didn't want to be the one who wrote it.

# Q&A

Q. Cheon: I think the story repeats itself. Same pattern of behavior... no difference between combat, missions, etc. In the future the protagonist will have different skills like Fantasy or Over-tag or DLC!!! I think we need a different development. Then do it.

A. Fantasy, OverTech, DLC... I know what you want to develop, but it's not what this novel is about. If you feel that your development so far is repetitive, you are more likely to do so in the future. Please refer to your use of the artwork.

Q. Karphis: Can't @ autumn learn firearms skills? I think it would be cool to learn how to make a gun, like a big G9000, and you said it was pretty good. Is it compassion?

A. No, if I turn autumn into Dooga, what's the future of this novel?

What the next variant said was okay was that the design was good.