The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Suspension (3)

At 5: 00 p.m., the winter after a break on the shelter leaves the forest and enters the river road leading east. Slow flowing rivers glisten in late spring light. A warm breeze blew through every village that had been demolished. It was a straightforward march despite the intermittent attacks of individual variants.

There must still be a living Trickster, but the number has decreased so much that it can't even be jammed. Avoiding propagation tracking missiles requires multiple objects to go in sequence.

I encountered an endless number of stragglers moving south on the move. In the sky, the wirebenders flew at a much lower altitude than before. Helicopters were frequently spotted transporting patients.

“Another bombing. It's pouring endlessly. ”

Schultz sticks his tongue out. Bombers coming out of the clouds unleash multiple bombs. A vineyard near the horizon explodes like a volcano. The rising smoke churns like mushrooms, and a distorted shock wave sweeps through the abandoned fields. The opaque wind is rough as sandpaper.

In the winter snow, you see fallen variants. My whole body seems to be ragged, like a lump of meat soaked in a steel plate. Some of what happened as he glanced down. You have to be strong and tough to be a transformed body. The kill range of an air bomb is much wider than it looks. Beyond the direct blast radius, the vast circle of dust was the realm of death.

“The people who are supposed to lead the herd have gone dark. The remaining mutants are gathering instinctively. when it's good to sweep it out of the sky. It's gonna be noisy for a while.”

Even as winter speaks, the horizon in the other direction flashes in succession.

The cavalry crossed several ruined breweries through a dirt road between vineyards. Finally arrived at the ranch at 6: 11 p.m. We had two hours until sundown.

“Marigold was mistaken. This is a ranch with only a name. ”

Alejandro points to the broken piece of the sign. It's actually a Catholic retreat center. The fences and fences that you would have surrounded for the apocalypse were soft, but far beyond are the crucifixes and bell towers.

Bloop bloop.

The crew shudders, except for winter, when we didn't notice the danger. Turning around, it was a supply box being dragged around by a parachute. Around the collapsed wall, there were dozens of empty boxes and dozens more parachutes just as far as it could be seen. These parachutes lie like jellyfish driven by waves, and when the wind mixed with dandelion holes blows, they swell up like life again.

‘Why? I didn't have to exterminate him.... Did I mention that five days ago, there were no signs of survivors here? ’

Winter looks at the empty chests and thinks from the monsters' perspective.

Several times, the Defense Strategy Institute analyzed the possibility that mutants were deliberately keeping civilians alive. They're aiming for relief supplies that will fall to civilians just like ants who extract sweets from aphids. In fact, the mutants were scraping off relief food.

There are traces of it everywhere. To avoid the Trickster self-destruct, you have to maintain a safe altitude and drop a parachute at that height, which will lead to a drop in accuracy. Eventually, there were more numbers falling out than inside the fence. Much more mutants than civilians would have been aboard.

Five days ago, the Trickster hunt didn't pay off.

In other words, focusing on chasing the Stragglers caused problems with their control.

Well, there were special variants on the side of the blockade, so it wasn't weird even if it was tight from the beginning.

A self-evident winter drives the horse toward the collapsed fence.

“Grumble didn't break it. It looks like they're just a bunch of regular guys. ”

Morales frowns. There are a lot of crumbling corpses under the rubble.

And the grumbling. You can build a thick wall. Only two bricks thick.

It wasn't that I didn't understand. What would be easy to find in times of confusion?

“These bloodstains are recent. Maybe after the wall collapsed. ”

What winter says while looking at concrete brick fragments. I smell it. It doesn't smell like a plague. Between two and three days. Tracking the blood trail gave an approximate time elapsed.

“You mean there will be survivors? ”

“I don't know. Did those who avoided anger escape, or did the mutants disappear, and then new survivors came in...?" Harper, Ale. Secure a retreat from here. The rest of you come in with me. ”

Hooah. You two have been instructed to clear out the loose stones and secure a place to hide. Multiple shotgun mines. Firepower that can be defeated by a hundred units if there are no special variants.

Inside the wall, there are several buildings with wide gaps. Since it was originally a resort, each building was surrounded by a neat and understated atmosphere. Among them, the swimming pool, soaked in blood and floating corpses, is deeply inconsistent. Winter draws the pistol.

Pow, pow, pow!

Every time I pull the trigger, the wealthy mutants convulse like corpses. Even though Morales and Schulz watched the winter instantly distinguish between living and living, they decided to do just that.

Search the first building. Ivory bricks on an open terrace. A ivory vine settles against the outer wall, spreading a luscious sprout. While Schultz watches the rear, winter is protected and Morales opens the door. Lift and push the loop to minimize noise. But the floorboards are the problem. The fully armed soldier is heavy, and every step of the way makes a sound of chirping.

Hmph. A little boy crouching in front of the fireplace reacts to the sound of his feet. It's like waking up.

Although it looks crooked, the outfit is clean. It's so white that my throat is pale.

Winter shot him in the back.

Shit!

Morales is terrified of sudden fire.

“Dammit, was it a mutant? ”

Small, trembling questions. Instead, winter turned the body upside down. At last, I see blood like a waterfall on the front of a white dress. The girl was bitten in the face. There were tooth marks to the left and right of the nose.

Schultz impresses.

“If you look at the rotten flesh, it means it's been infected recently.... ”

Winter nods.

“I might have stayed hidden and been delayed. Let's hurry up. ”

The corpse is ugly and slender. I was most likely hiding in a closet and couldn't stand the hunger and the horror. That there might be other survivors. Winter is ahead, speeding up. Although the efficiency of sensory correction is reduced in unknown areas, it is as clear as the absence of special variants.

“Get down!”

The warning was a little late. Tatattan! Shots fired from the other side of the locked door. Winter dodged the line, but Morales was shot twice. Luckily, the bullet didn't penetrate the bulletproof panels. It just hits its head and makes a sound of a fall. Winter tugs at the corporal's shoulders. Slip it all the way to safety.

“Shit! Who's there?" Human?! "

Probably the shout of the shooter. It was a thick split voice. Delayed and frightened by an involuntary shout. Winter on the side of the gate has increased its yield. By stopping Schultz from drowning.

In fact, even winter was close to counterfiring. The mutants were wary of the possibility of using automation machines.

“Don't shoot! Rescue!”

“…… Rescue Party? What the hell kind of paramedics come all the way out here? ”

After a while, the squeaking door opens. It was dark when the power went out. The first color I saw when the light came in was bright orange. It soon became a man wearing a prison uniform and holding a pistol.

Prisoner's uniform?

A man never releases his aim. Behind my back are a bunch of kids. Scared little faces. The eyes that have seen the light in a long time frown naturally.

“Just put the gun down. Failure to follow orders may result in death. ”

The dazzling prisoner barely recognizes winter after hearing the warning.

“God! A winter lieutenant? Are you kidding me? ”

“It's true. I'm a major now. Anyway, when are you gonna throw that gun away? You want to die?"

“…… Fuck. We can't run away. We're out of luck. ”

The aim aimed at winter continues to shake. The intensity of the warnings from Combat Sense, Survival Sense, and Crisis Detection were few, but not so for Schultz and Morales.

“Drop the gun! Now!”

The prisoner under pressure loosens his grip. All right, all right. Raise one hand and slowly lower the pistol with the other. And without further instruction, I sent him off to winter with my feet.

“Morales, are you all right? ”

“Not even a Purple Heart. ”

Maybe it's the bruising that's causing the low pain. Morales constantly pulls the kids out of the stinking room.

“Come here, everyone. It's okay. You know Major Winter here is scary, right? ”

The depressed and awkward children nod dazed. Winter smiled and waved.

Winter found the prisoner's Sig Sauer P239 while Schultz was trapping the prisoner and searching his body. It is not a common equator. Some of the Coast Guard and Navy Special Forces received supplies from the same company, but they were different models.

"At least it's a good chance you didn't get it from hurting soldiers. ’

Sure is forbidden. Either a soldier has something personally equipped, or he may have taken back what he acquired in some way while fleeing unarmed.

But I don't think the kids have been hurt. I don't have a thing for men. Based on the proportion and shape of garbage and feces rolling around in the room, there must have been very little food.

Just by not killing the children in extreme situations, it meant that he was not bad for prisoners.

“Where did you get this pistol? ”

The prisoner tied his hands behind his back hesitates.

“In a broken airplane……. ”

“Ah.”

Federal air marshal's weapon.

On the way to the bomb shelter, there was debris from an international plane. There is a county airport nearby, and apparently there are aircraft that have landed or crashed. Because the runway was full of other planes that got off first. Luckily, the pilots were too busy running away without thinking about the future. I can't help it if I'm scared.

“I'll ask you about something else later. Any idea where the other survivors might be? ”

The answer to the question was not a man, but one of the children.

“That's when the zombies came in, and she said she had to go to the church! ”

“The cathedral? Thanks for letting me know.”

The child was satisfied with the smile made by winter.

The cathedral was the size of a small village. It's about the same size as the cathedral of Bradley that you went to with the Triad fighters, including Liaring. The apparently similar structures are also similar. However, it was impressive that all the doors and spears were locked with bars. If it weren't for the cross and the bell tower, it would have been a prison.

Thump. Schultz on the door bends his lips.

“It's locked inside... ”

Knock-knock, knock-knock. I keep knocking, but it's not responding. Anxious children. Stainless glass, an opaque window, reveals no inner landscape. As winter approaches, Schulz nods, shouting loudly at the door.

“Rescue! Please respond if there are any alive!" ”

Bang, bang! Rrrrgh!

It's an immediate response. Winter fires a rifle on behalf of the furious Schulz. Two-two-two-two! A wooden door pierces through the grate. Then, with a gurgling sound, blood flows from the bottom hole and the doorway.

‘I need a dog. ’

The children began to cry, calling their parents. As soon as the saddle bag becomes too much for Dr. Hunt to carry. Morales, who was physically fit, cried out to the children.

“Unhinge it. ”

As winter dictates, Schultz attaches a cartridge to a torch that looks like a razor blade. And the ignition. The phaoak hinges snap. One hinge, one cartridge. The third hinge was torn by the weight of the heat and the iron bars itself.

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Tunguska: My head hurts from not drinking these days.

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# Q&A

Q. RandelRANDEL: When can I buy a book that @ publication accidentally edited?

A. Well, missing is probably the problem with e-books. Paper books will come out as late as they are corrected. Maybe...

Q. chashercat: @ Forest, damaged, rapidly vaporized pustules, Bomb variants protruding this time, non-combat purposes. I don't think so. A living engineering vet.)

A. No. I thought the identity of the Humpback was almost definitive... but there have been many answers in the past. Haha.

Q. Caioga: I thought it was a @ humpback supply depot or an academy, but was it a truck? D

A. It's not about giving birth.

Q. Unlimited One: Even with @, the role of the Humpback is now confirmed. Tomahawk... more like scalable equipment. Those DEVGRU friends... Hmm... By the way, I don't know if this chapter is going to end or not, but I can see the end of my first lid. Will the Winter Alliance join the cavalry?

A. Devgro has a hard time positively and negatively questioning future developments.

Q. GreenTurtle: Thank you so much for taking such a big part in this. What is the situation in other countries? I want to know how many countries, other than the United States, maintain a proper governance system and order, and what areas they have.

A. The countries that will emerge in a significant proportion of other countries are around Russia, so there are only specific settings, such as the territory you have secured. I'm afraid I can't give you any warning.

There are surprisingly many countries that maintain government. There are still governments in Japan and Korea. because there are so many of them in the mountains and in the library. Most fleets rely on the United States because neither side has supply capabilities. There are only a handful of battleships left in the home country, and some of them are even more refined.