The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# of Nations (7)

A toxin produced when a mogelon complex is broken down by radiation. There were other formal names, but Necrotoxin was popular.

Meanwhile, medical radioactive materials are used to kill lesions such as cancer cells. So there was nothing that could not destroy the Mogelon complex.

Much more useful for terrorist purposes than living mutants, if they can purify the toxins that come out of them. Toxins are not bound by walls and fences. Decomposes over time. The madness of addicts is not permanent. There is a greater sense of security than releasing mutants, even though many people may be sacrificed. The worst case scenario, the real infection won't spread. The fireworks that conspire are also people who are afraid of the end.

Anne, who searched the hospital list, connected communication to the headquarters.

“It's me. Put Director on. Yeah, I know. It's urgent. Hurry. ”

Winter, when his ears were bright, he noticed that the voice behind the headset was changing. The direct report was concise. The FBI Director listened to the voice of a trusted overseer. And I answered.

"Confirmation."

Tsk. Disconnected.

In less than five minutes, dozens of symbols were newly registered on the map. Information agencies also provided assets here. Joint task forces from the Bureau of Investigation, Intelligence and Local Police have targeted seven general hospitals. 20 minutes until the inevitable delay to strike at the same time. A covert blockade was put in place.

The most powerful sites were on the screen here. It was a hospital in Alabama, run by religious foundation sponsors.

"Charge! Charge!

Montgomery City police force (SWAT), equipped with biohazard equipment, entered the four entrances simultaneously. Fast movement in outdated protective clothing. The screen is constantly shaking. Here comes the sound of a short breath. It was because I was borrowing the view of the crew. Anne watches, her left hand on her waist, and her right hand clenches her fist on her lips. I felt like I was holding back my nervousness.

While people were screaming and scattered, hospital officials were considered suspects of any rank. The warrant was unnecessary because the commandment was enacted. Cuff them and leave them alone. The engagement and investigation were part of a reinforcement force that would soon follow.

"Party Alpha Team. We'll secure the radiation zone.

This is a priority area to search. In the hallway, a breathing maneuver quietly turns the door hook slowly. It is locked. A metal door holds a guide door. Radiation therapy is temporarily discontinued due to instrument repair issues. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused.

Stand down and the crew is on the wall. My colleagues were also stuck to the left and right of the hallway. The Team Leader nods. Two crew members attach plastic explosives to the door. The team leader raised his finger. Three, two, one.

Breach!

Flash! The speakers spit out a pulsating explosion. A flash of automatic rifle base flashes through the smoke. It wasn't fired this way. The screen flashes, and you light up the ceiling with a thump. Anne closes her eyes for a moment, then presses the keypad to switch to the next crew member's view.

"Shots fired! Shots fired! We got wounded!

Maneuvers who shoot evil with their backs to the light. A pile of flashbulbs burst, and the flaming hallway flashes relentlessly. The injured man had his jugular artery torn. A deadly hemorrhage makes a dark red puddle, and a series of shells spill over it.

The resistance subsided quickly. I was trained differently in the first place. Most of the enemies were wearing white robes, whether they were posing as doctors when they came in and out.

What matters is the mask they wore.

“I guess that's the right answer. ”

Anne mutters in the dark. I hope it's not too late.

There were those who feared death everywhere. Some enemies have surrendered. The number grew inward. The motorcade handled the prisoners roughly. Because a colleague who was strangled ended up dead. If we hadn't given orders to capture as many hostiles as possible, there might have been more bodies.

A fight broke out in the basement. Three teams of mechanisms that took damage and quickly overwhelmed the enemy occupied a morgue with refrigeration facilities. Pale lighting dampens the crew's protective clothing. Some of them were damaged by combat, but the gas mask was fine even after the toxin was sprayed.

A space filled with rectangular refrigerator doors.

The commander gestures at one of them.

Open.

The man with the shotgun is covered, and another man pulls the lever. Shhh. A coffin that opens in a cool way. The commander sighed. Oh, God. What the hell are these maniacs doing?

A mild strain lies dormant in the coffin. It's hard to confuse a corpse. Ordinary corpses wouldn't be wearing restraining clothes. I don't know how long I've been out cold.

The commander gives you a trembling voice.

Close, preserve site until further instructions are given.

Mutations were also found in radiation zones. It was a better place to call a chemical weapon plant than a medical facility. A large number of medical radioactive material containers were also seen left unopened. The storage compartments that these containers were supposed to be in were also wide open.

A mutant tied to the bed screams at the movers.

KAAAAAAH!

Thump, thump. My flesh is torn by my strength, and my blood and pus are stained under the bed. The flesh of the variant is full of swollen tumors.

I wonder how much time those people who created that scene had. Winter assumed that weaponized necrotoxins had already been spilled.

‘It's time to announce.'

The best scenario for the U.S. government is to retrieve all toxins before they are released.

But it was too optimistic.

The government should inform first. There will be more chaos all over the United States now, but we must not allow our citizens to suffer without knowing anything. If I mistook myself for an epidemic that was spreading, it would be more difficult to fix it. We can't afford to lose players to terrorists.

Agent Callahan, who was communicating with headquarters, turns to Anne.

“Gibson! Director wants you! ”

“Give me that.”

Anne handed over the headset.

“Gibson.”

There was no time to waste.

I have a plan.

The Director explained the White House's emergency plan. The president wants to eliminate the intermediate command line and take control of the actual force in the vicinity of D.C. The practical conduction will take place in the White House underground command room and the security advisor. I hope the commander will join us in the middle of winter...

The point was that we needed trustworthy people in all cases.

“Yes, yes……. Yes, I understand. ”

Anne quickly absorbed the message. Then I turned my eyes away.

“Intelligence agents? ”

Four, including Talbot, make an awkward face. I wonder how many seconds I've looked at them.

“Yes, you can trust me. I've got this under control. ”

The FBI Director did not question Anne's judgment. It was a revelation of how much she was trusted. Winter felt different from what it looked like on the San Francisco coast. The waves seem to have grown through the night.

People change. People change. In a positive sense.

Transmission terminated. Additional encrypted documents have been sent from FBI headquarters. Anne, who quickly read this, frowned and read several more important parts and destroyed the document. And I looked back at winter with a face to hide my emotions.

“Wait, this way. ”

Seeing others' ears opened up, it was not usual. Intelligence and the rest of the Bureau focused on something else. Anne looks at them and lowers her voice.

“Winter, I need you to do something for me. ”

“Tell me. ”

“Whatever you want up there, you can put in reserve. It's a fire extinguisher to put out the fire. You have to be able to judge for yourself if you don't have an order or if you lose contact. ”

“Where can I go? Are you acting alone?”

“I'm not sure. I need to speak to an incognito service agent first. ”

Winter was thin in my heart. Why security?

“You'll be busy guarding the president. You'll help me with my mission? ”

“No, that's not it. ”

Anne shakes her head.

“I just found out that there's a secret society of presidents set up just in case something like today. The full name is White cell. Normally, he's dormant, but if there's a rapid recession, he's cooperating fluidly to carry out his mission. Members are mostly active or undercover soldiers. There are also some agents in the police and other agencies. ”

“Am I in on it? ”

“Something like that. ”

“Sort of? ”

“Temporary collaborators, to be exact. But there's no big difference. ”

In other words, the president had established a non-Secret Service task force early on, said elite personnel as rescuers were already running on site, and that winter was a temporary position to join.

“Let me get the coordinates. ”

Anne takes over the Four Warrior terminals in winter, marking her location on the Tactical Map application. We've also given you a frequency channel for transmission. Then he let go of his feelings that had been delayed.

“I have to stay here. ”

Winter laughed.

“That's great. It's better than worrying about each other, right? ”

Anne sighed.

“…… if you need anything, just let me know. ”

“That's what I need. ”

Winter turns to the situation map.

“Can you let me know if you hear from any Independent troops? only if you can. ”

“Of course. Anything else? ”

“I have something to tell you before I go. ”

“What is it?”

“about Captain Shredder and Warden Strickland. ”

To Anne, who was embarrassed by the unexpected names, winter briefed her on all the things that had happened. The satellite number that Commander Shredder gave us, the task of asking Major Alamo 1 Strickland to let go of his father's bridge, and the bottle of brandy he received from the hotel.

“I didn't know who to trust. There are, of course, exceptions to Anne, but there are environments. I didn't want you to worry. Anyway, now that this is happening, I'm going to let Anne and the White House decide what to do next. ”

We can monitor the satellite phone and try to contact General Strickland, who should have something ready. Either way, it was an option that was likely to be absent in winter from now on.

“I'll be going then. ”

Anne caught the winter trying to turn around.

“Come back safely. ”

“…… I was going to. ”

As he replied, winter smiled.

“I'm better than ever. ”

I tried to hug her with a greeting, but another voice came in.

“Gentlemen!"

It was Kowalski with a complicated expression.

“Sorry to interrupt the gloomy atmosphere, but you might want to hear this! I'm getting signals like this all over D.C.! ”

Turn up the volume on the console so she can hear everyone.

[Work…… Work…… Yote 6, Coyote 6, Village Entry 1. Check the landing site…… Help the soldier, please! I can't hold on much longer... Tsk... From now on, Tony Bennet's The Bottom Waltz... Silence! …… I repeat, one Rhine Zulu, one Grumble, about a common variant…… go back and have a beer…… and see what the situation is…… jiggle…….]

It was a pattern I had heard for a long time.

“Trickster's interference? ”

Has the conspiracy's mastermind secured a particularly cunning variant?

“I'm afraid it's a clone. ”

Talking like a joke, Kowalski taps the keyboard. The waveform of the signal was to analyze the control. The program showed that signals caught around the city easily overlap with each other.

“The Trickster signal database collected by the Department of Defense also has a file that matches. Someone spilled it. They probably already have some sort of transmitting device. Easier than bringing weapons in. That's all it takes to disguise yourself as a communications facility. ”

“ ……. ”

"Awesome, should I say? I really want to see the faces of the people who came up with this plan. ”

Not only will there be a disruption to radio communications, but the entire city will be in dire anarchy.

Winter senses a difficult fight.