The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Boar Hunting (4)

Boar hunting was an operation that drove mutants across dozens of kilometers on the basis of several rivers flowing through the central plains. Therefore, at the point of leaving the ranks, the formation of an engineering force around the commander's armored car in winter was full of running variants. From the north of the central plains, further away from Washington and Oregon, the swarms collapse naturally into wave-like masses as the siege tightens.

The poster saw the night when the corpses were twitching, groaning like a man having a nightmare.

“Ugh. They can't avoid us if they want to. If one of them spreads here, we'll need another rescue mission. ”

“I have no choice but to trust the mechanics now. ”

Even at this moment, the lukewarm air in the car made the cold air feel the rate of consumption of the equipment. But if he didn't think he'd last a day, he would have reported it to winter.

A warning has come from the lead vehicle.

[Two grumbles at 11 o'clock! Range 150! Estimated enhanced gamma!]

Winter was fast.

“Ignore him and run! We can't keep up! ”

Rescue is important, not battle.

Rrrrgh!

The actual roar was a pair, but echoic discord was heard in the commander's vehicle. Multiple connected vehicles, cause delivered simultaneously from multiple soldiers.

As the distance is close, the opposition's defense changes in real time. It was 11 o'clock at first, but it was 10 o'clock the moment winter caught up. After a brief frenzy, the creatures start rushing in like a landslide.

Shit!

Swearing speech on the radio in the car from the cockpit. The thick crust, two monsters flowing through the cracked skin like crazy, was enough weight to distort the viewer's distance.

Boom, boom, boom!

Even though I told you to ignore it, the shooting was focused. Winter did not stop. It'll be quick anyway.

The two monsters can't beat inertia, so they pass behind the medics.

High grade, modified patterns were worthless. Giant races of monsters were still close to a straight line, and even if they were powerful, they weren't faster than the accelerated vehicles.

Grumbles scramble into the ground beneath their fists and rush toward the rear. However, the distance continued to be distant. The medic's vehicle, which was the last shot at them, eventually turned the gun to another target. The fallen variants died like waves.

Hiccup!

As the armored car got on the highway, it was shaking less. However, it did not disappear. It was a hurricane, bombed, and a murder summer that split us apart.

The problem was that the attackers would have also landed on these roads.

Armoured vehicles with eight wheels have a maximum speed of 100 kilometers per hour. Now, however, it was only 80 kilometers due to overnight conditions, and even the engine failure was a readily generated output. Other vehicles often fall into line during defensive fire.

It was an unmanned squadron that flew from the east of Yuba City that drove there first. During the winter, the comms officer turned over the screen as a warning to the left wing.

“Commander, I'm getting video from Predator. ”

Pivik

The winter when I saw the new spear, I could not confirm the pilot's life. It's because mutants were sticking together like ants that were eating ants.

‘I guess you didn't escape……. ’

With the canopy closed, the pilot will be still inside, leaving life and death. There are still traces of friction on the road, whether it was a rough landing or a thermal video.

The intelligence officer questioned it.

“They're strangely busy running away. ”

I did not answer, but the motive was probably intelligence gathering, assuming winter. There should be a Trickster nearby. Perhaps one who is silent. A monster whose first priority is learning and information preservation.

The kingdom of heaven, which is ruled by man, is the disaster of mutants. The right to supply was one of the biggest obstacles to the spread of infection. Therefore, the crafty individuals would be in dire need of the aircraft's reality.

‘Most of all, don't you think the pilot is curious? ’

Variants develop abilities individually. Therefore, if there was a person in the flying lightning, it was likely to be noticed by that person as an individual. I heard that even when the helicopters went missing intensively, they found debris, but most pilots couldn't.

It's just an expectation. But it was expected in winter. No one in this world has seen as much of an apocalypse as winter.

Driver reported.

[Point Future. You have three minutes to destination.]

Suddenly, the bridge to withstand the white currents became visible to the naked eye. The name of the lecture to cross was Futa. Futa Point was the most important dojo in the whole river. The submerged trees only leave their pipes on the surface. Normally, it would be 10 meters.

You break through the bridge, lowering the intensity of the engagement. On either side of the road, the orchard opened. Oranges, cherries and walnut trees planted like tiles were clear even in the dark. There are signs of a fire everywhere, where you were bombed. Still, about half of it is dark blue. That ratio suggested a possibility of recovery after the recovery.

“But the road is clear this way. ”

Poster's words meant that abandoned cars were rare. Either one of the troops cleared the way in advance like in Fort Roberts, took adequate time to evacuate early in the spread of the infection, or they all died before it was evacuated. It will be one of three.

[Sir! I see Alamo 3!]

Winter ordered it immediately.

“Shooter! Hit the auxiliary! Gas is bulletproof anyway! Aim as high as you can! ”

[Aye sir!]

The armored car's remote turret is not the only thing with a heavy machine gun. It also has a smaller calibrated auxiliary (M240), which was writable by switching power at this time.

In fact, given the defensive power of the attackers, you can still shoot a heavy machine gun. But be careful because it is an uninterrupted gas. The instructions to aim as high as possible were a precaution against fuel explosion.

‘It's normal to have a fire already.... ’

Shots were fired off the road into the gas at the end of the newly built corridor. Mutants that stuck their heads like leeches peeled off pieces like dead skin.

Engineering dispatch vehicles scatter to the left and to the right to overwhelm the perimeter. Queeeek! The mutants weep ferociously and scatter like stray dogs. The vacant Humvees and armored vehicles hit the back of the plague horde.

Dark gray shiny lanterns burst, torn and pierced. A heavy machine gun shot through the barrel, tearing at the baptism of grenades. Suitable for violence against monsters, either way. All kinds of bones and intestines spilled out of the mangled bodies.

Moss gains

The eight-wheeler armored car stopped with a twist. Kuung, Kuku Kung. The laterally pushed mutants were crushed without a hitch. The armored military vehicle itself was already a mass weapon.

“Engineering, disembark. Secure the perimeter here. ”

It's hard to bring a pilot back. By now, the bottleneck should have been deepened in front of the bridge.

Winter, with a radio, opened the ramp opening/closing (lamp door) behind the armored car. The groaning of plague seeping through the opening. His torn insides loosened like a thread under the wheels of a glove car. My clashing teeth were closer to a postmortem convulsion.

There's no need for guns. Winter falls and treads on his neck with a heavy foot. The bones protrude from the flat neck beneath your feet.

The winter when hit by the outside wind was nice even though the hot air was never fresh. I feel like I'm getting a good feeling. Sensory correction has actually been remarkably extended.

The conduction system of the armored vehicle in a platoon size cylinder in a limited range is of no use. The relay and communication was only left to the two chief of staff.

Turns to you, the landing gear of the attacker remains folded. However, the rear gear is folded and the wheels are exposed outside. Thanks to this, landing on the fuselage is still in good condition. One engine is still attached and still intact.

‘This should be repairable. ’

As far as winter was concerned, two nearly destroyed gases were assembled and restored to a new one. The field depot is also close to here. David's task force was supposed to be there, too. Equipment fatigue is at risk.

“Lockhart. Go check the cockpit. ”

A team of engineers moves on Lt. Montgomery's orders. Four men take cover and one man steps up the steps. The cockpit was so high that it was stained with blood and visceral bulletproof glass that it could not see inside.

“Oh, fuck. What do I do with this?”

I can't wipe it with my hands. A soldier in distress sprinkles water from the canopy. The glass became transparent as blood and intestines spilled. As expected, there was little gold. How many plague bodies were scratched, and the flesh found in each thick crack. Others were pinched with all their fingers cut off. Twisted and misplaced arch there. I knew it would be dangerous if I let it go a little further....

"Light or smoke?" ’

Winter sees a faint glow burning beyond the diluted blood. He wants to go away for a while, but it brightens up again as if he's not mistaken. Smoke rolls in the cockpit.

Tatattan! A gunshot echoes from behind the gas. However, the warnings of the Battle Sense were light, so winter did not return. Right now, the pilot's life was more important. Tung Tung. Lockhart, commander of the Engineering Squad, taps the spear slightly cleaned. After a while, the pilot inside revealed a flimsy face.

The light and the smoke caused the one cigar she was biting.

The winter, which was probably a fire, felt a little devastated. The pilot has a poor complexion, but is conscious. At first, I looked surprised, and then I was baptized with a smile. Once more, the engineer raises his hands to the glass and shouts.

“Radio! Can you communicate?! ”

He points to his radio in case he doesn't understand. Then the pilot shakes Dory's head. No. I had a round mouth to pronounce a monosyllable.

“Canopy! Can you open it?" ”

“ ……? ”

“This! Is it open?! ”

Dory.

“Are you hurt?! ”

Nod. Nod.

“Are you seriously injured?! ”

Dory.

Somehow, it's a communication that feels weak and cute.

“Stand down! I'll break it down! ”

Sergeant Lockhart, repeatedly warned, reaches behind him as the pilot pulls his torso out.

“Haligan bar! ”

The tools he demands are used to break down the door (door briefing). It's a lump of iron embedded in an iron door, so it should be able to penetrate the cracked glass somehow. Winter will soon be upon us, but our vigilance now precedes us. The reverse winter in the direction of the nerve stabbing took five single shots with an instant aim. Five mutants died, including a single soul. It was an invisible distance for the soldiers, so one team of vigilant engineers raised the tension.

What the hell did you shoot at?

I don't know. He would have killed anything.

Small commute. You hear the heavy cracking behind your back. In between, there were small popping sounds.

“This is tough. ”

The sergeant of the Engineering Corps gasps. Come on, Sarge. Voices coming from inside the cockpit through the broken Plexiglass. Smoke flows through the broken glass.

After a few minutes, there is a hole through which a person can almost pass. The sergeant carefully helped the sick Alamo 3 pilot escape. The pilot appears to have a broken rib. Whenever I breathe, I struggle. In comparison, the blood flowing from the forehead was nothing.

But then he gets down on the ground, and then he stands on his own feet.

“It's all right, Sergeant. I can walk. Thank you. But... You're an engineer, right? ”

She looks suspicious with a cigar.

“I'm surprised the structure is so fast, but is this already the rear end? Who's in charge?”

“He's over there. ”

Lantern flashes. What about the pilots who found winter past Montgomery? I closed my eyes and saluted in a manner that made me forget the pain. A leaf swollen from his mouth rolled over the ground.

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# Q&A

Q. NO NAME: If islands off a continent such as Australia or Great Britain have succeeded in self-suppression, wouldn't that be the home of humanity? There are no other landmasses in the United States but South America, so if you blow up like a canal and make it your own island... you don't have to worry about South America. (Second possibility) If we eliminate all the variants in isolated A, can the other variants detect more?

A. The answer to the first question is possible and the answer to the second question is not possible.

Q. AntiChrist: I'm curious about the progress of non-combatants who were in the Winter Alliance before. You said the future of characters is a secret, but are you also a secret? T

A. Yes, it's a secret. Hahaha. Now, go suffer.

Q. Hoch: I think most of the things I @ eat have been reduced, and there's a lot cheaper things to make if I get annoyed, I can do it according to the recipe from the TV program.

A. Exactly. We need to reduce the amount, keep the price down, keep the price up, and we need to reduce the amount, and we need to increase the price. It's a pity.

Q. Qgegegqe: I look forward to a hand-to-hand battle of winter that I haven't seen in a while!

A. The mutants are on the run, so it's not a big deal.

Q. GreenTurtle: Is it true that @ Skynet was actually built around you!

A. That's my entertainment console.

Q. Qvex: Where do you find such military skills? Every time I look at it, I'm amazed at the details.

A. The United States is publicly available to most of its copyrighted works. because I believe that citizens own the copyrights of content created with citizen taxes. So all you need to do is invest in the time and effort to find and interpret.

Q. Guaaaaak: (Strategy) @ So do you usually cook? Or do you prefer to buy groceries and restaurants?

A. I used to make it simple before the fire, but now I can't afford it, so I usually eat the food delivered.

Q. Pow wow: I don't think you need to be so hard on yourself. Now, it's not that subtlety is bad, but it does seem to be an obsession, and I think readers would prefer to focus on the work in that time. And in the worst case, it can be misunderstood by intellectual evidence. Remind me of a precedent for Dungeon Defense Contributor

A. I find it odd that I should be focusing on my work rather than testifying. It's because I have an unfamiliar view of suffering and art.

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It is correct to point out that you can be seen as being intellectual and pretentious. If that's the case for many readers, we will not attach testimonials to reviews in the future.