Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

The vow didn't miss Kaya's expression changing.

It's no lie that blood flows from where the Gurgan moves.

Once in motion, Gurgan does not stop until he has blood on his hands.

While Kaya's nerves are attracted to idiots, the vow rises quietly.

Bending his torso and knees, his body quickly turned around the table and grabbed Kaya's back.

The Shadow Moves used to attack Beasts or Enemies were triggered.

Without the help of the Inner Force, the pillars did not disappear, and everyone could see his movements. But no one thought his movements were special. I just felt ordinary and natural like someone going to the bathroom.

Kaya's body was rigid, ready to rush forward like a tightened bow. The lack of experience that could not be overcome by practice was powerful.

The hand of the vow moved lightly.

< Tu, tut, tut. >

Kaya's right hand slaps her elbow and wrist, while her knee strikes Kaya's mist.

Kaya settles down, momentarily stunned.

Kaya was blinded. I didn't understand what was happening to me.

“No matter how slow it is, it's a knife. ”

The vow that took the knife from Kaya laughed.

“You can't do this. Leave it to me."

Wait, < wedge! > A silver line appeared from the hands of the vows.

At the same time, a strange sound struck people's ears.

< Buuuhhhhhh!!!!! >

Everyone's words and actions stopped as only meaningless music resounded.

Seowon takes a slow step toward the group of police.

I could feel the ex-cop yelling a little while ago.

That a bullet went through something less than a centimeter from the tip of his nose.

He turns his head to look at the wall.

A wooden wall with half a knife embedded in it.

My heart was pounding and I couldn't breathe.

“Public service is meaningful. I admire you catching criminals. ”

The music stopped.

“But you know what? ”

The Asian man whispered to the police.

“At least half of the guests in this pub have killed people. It wasn't toys like Tokarev, it was AK-47s, M-16s, rockets. If you mess with these people's plantings, something really big could happen. ”

The drops of sweat on the police's chin plummeted down.

“I saved your life. ”

No one made a sound. Everyone looked at the vows.

A vow of money on the table greeted the pub owner.

“Good night. ”

“Good shit. ”

“? ”

“You stopped the fight, so you blew your chance to make some extra money. ”

Eyes full of grudges.

The owner of the tavern where the human weapons gather couldn't have been ordinary.

* * *

Kaya left the hotel before dawn.

The vows that were exempt from training for a week sat alone in the chair and refined his thoughts.

To find out what that feeling of brightness was in my head that I felt yesterday.

Focusing on one thought, the sensory control that made him absolute was activated.

I blurred my eyes and the sound of my ears disappeared.

Ultimate concentration was exerted when all senses were controlled.

Without even feeling the flow of time, the vows were immersed.

I feel ticklish from my lower abdomen to my throat. I feel like I don't know. I feel like I can just reach out and grab what I want.

If I thought I had him, I'd feel him slipping out of my hands like a mule.

You have stumbled upon all knowledge of the Force.

I remembered everything I learned there.

I used all my knowledge of the human body and mind.

But no matter what I thought, there was no way to find out what the experience was.

With a sigh, a vow of silence was abandoned.

I was about to leap in sadness, but I thought I wasn't allowed to do it yet.

Everything in the world depends on what you think, but you know that no matter how much you change your mind, you can't change it. I knew that the Sovereign Union could be a great fire.

When I thought I had to quit, my body's senses gradually recovered as the concentration that I had lifted disappeared.

The sound of the watch grows louder and louder. My vision of darkness became clearer and clearer.

The sober vow shocked me.

The first thing I felt was extreme hunger. Here is the fact that the room is covered in darkness.

When he turned his head, Kaya fell asleep in the bed next to him.

It was only then that he realized what he had experienced was the temptation of the devil.

An epiphany that you will soon realize, but never give yourself up.

A person who is tempted by the Devil falls into mind, without consuming his food.

Those who do not escape the temptation themselves will eventually become parched and die.

Most of them didn't go through the devil's temptation to come before becoming a master. Instead, it's what I'm going through here. And it was so easy to escape the temptation of the devil.

I hurried out to the restaurant without even thinking about what was going on or what was meaningful. In his mind, he was only concerned that he could find a place to eat at this hour.

Everything in the world is not as complicated as it seems.

Simplicity sometimes brings unexpected luck.

* * *

During Kaya's coronation, Seowon spent time talking with the instructors or looking at the data on the hearts.

When Kaya came back from training, the two of them ate together and talked about the training that day.

The vows were mostly listeners. He was deeply interested in the Gurkhan trials conducted in Nepal and the British military system.

Time passed quickly.

Sixty volunteers were reduced to thirty-nine in two days, and only twenty-two in one week.

Of course, all the ex-cops I met in the pub were eliminated.

Heart's criterion was high enough to make it seem like you dropped too many.

However, vows were able to convince this system of hearts.

Organizations become slim as they operate this tightly from the selection stage.

The remaining members of the organization can focus their resources and the organization's extensive support makes them elite. However, this method of operation will soon be pushed to the limit.

A vow to look to the future pledged to acquire all the know-how of the heart.

* * *

The faces of the volunteers who passed through the primary cutline were bright. They gathered together for three days to talk about the past week's hardships.

“I'm sick of Korean instructors. I've never had that kind of leadership training before. ”

“I'm from the Philippines. I thought you were crazy for hanging out in the mud. ”

Seowon felt like the video was playing in his head just by listening to the story.

The most applicants sent home were, of course, U.S. sealed instructors. But that day, it was just a thinning out the underlying volunteers.

Starting on the third day, the trainers were able to stir up volunteers.

Among them, Korean UDT instructor Lee Hyun-ho and Philippine Navy Special Forces (NAVSOG) instructor were notorious. The two instructors harassed the volunteers with their near-impaired training.

However, the majority of volunteers were the most vicious instructors who were responsible for training on the last day.

He was deprived of food and sleep for 24 hours with his face covered and his senses blocked, and then was interrogated for training.

I told them in advance how to answer and how to behave. However, following the instructions in extreme situations is never easy.

Scratching the nerves, hunger digging in the bone, and cold underwear. If you see a slight gap, you dig to the end.

My vows were right.

The Russian not only had experience in interrogation but also in torture.

Volunteers were taken to a retrofitting training ground on their first day.

“Today's training is driving a car! ”

Many participants' faces turned pale.

For volunteers full of testosterone, cars are like their feet. Being a good driver to them is like proving your manhood.

However, some participants' faces turned grey. Among them was Kaya.

“What do I do? I don't have a driver's license. ”

“It's okay. I'm not gonna let you get away with this. ”

The instructor's explanation followed.

“Off-road training, backward training, and using orange cones to avoid obstacles. And training will also be conducted in the event of an explosion. ”

A volunteer mutters.

“Sounds like fun.”

The vows grinned. Is that so?

“We will be observing the volunteers at all times in the Situation Room. Teamwork is all that matters! Regardless of the training you've had in the past, it's most important that the people in the car work together to cope with the explosion! ”

After the instructor's explanation, several cars entered the training ground.

Landrover Defender, Chevrolet Server Burn, GMC Yukon.

The instructor boards the Defender.

The Defender, known as the Lord of Humos, was for demonstration.

The vehicles to be driven were full-size SUVs produced in the United States. In fact, they were the most used vehicles for factor escort work.

Volunteers who liked to drive waited for the training to continue, swallowing dry saliva. However, when the door of the vehicle opened, several volunteers' faces crumpled without cause.

“Holy shit, it's a wooden handle! ”

This is England.

* * *

Two defenders make a quick exit between the orange cones. The body wobbles heavily to the left and to the right, but does not lose its center.

Tire smoke fills the training ground and the smell of burning rubber vibrates. Sometimes the engine goes deaf.

Suddenly, a fluorescent tennis ball flew towards the defender. Then the two defenders tried to stop.

After sliding a few meters and stopping, the defender loops the handle in reverse and turns the vehicle's head 180 degrees.

I switched to a form that could flee in an instant.

It was a nice car start that felt like a circus show.

A moment ago, the candidates who were expressing expectations were stiff.

I realized that manual handling of vehicles on wooden handles is not as easy as I thought.

* * *

Kaya's expression pales as she turns off with a groaning sound.

“Stop it and get off! ”

The instructor's voice echoes through the speakers.

Kaya gets out of the car with a stiff face. But no one teased Kaya.

It's because more people were not used to driving manual vehicles than they thought.

Volunteers' driving levels were very different.

Like Kaya, there were those who turned off the ignition during the transition, and some who didn't even know how to start it. However, the instructors did not panic the volunteers, shouting as they had before.

Seowon knows why.

If a confused volunteer crashes or wrecks the car, they will have to pay for it at heart.

Seowon got into the driver's seat.

This big car was very familiar to him. Moreover, the right-handed car had no difficulty handling as much as the left-handed car.

Seowon closed his eyes while holding the steering wheel.

I remembered the past and overlapped with the sights in front of me.

There shall be at least three persons on board the vehicle assigned to the mission.

Driver, front gunner in the passenger seat, rear gunner in the back seat.

Drivers must be able to observe only the front during convoy missions. It is never possible for a driver to drive alone. If you encounter a situation like this, it's only when the company sends the driver to his death.

Even before he was beaten in Blackwater, he was in a similar situation.

You pass through the orange cone like a server burn. Resilience erupted among the volunteers who saw it.

“Wow!!! ”

“Fantastic.”

As he tried to change his gear with his left hand, he felt a tennis ball flying from his right. If you continue to use the brake, the tennis ball will fall around the vehicle.

The vow stepped on Axel instead of the brake. After going more than 20 meters, I stepped on the brakes and changed the direction of the car.

When the vow got out of the car, the instructor approached.

“When a tennis ball flew in, why didn't it stop like everyone else? ”

“That tennis ball is an object that assumes grenades or RPGs. When I saw the angle and the speed at which the ball was flying, I was sure that if I tried to slow down right away, the tennis ball would fall around the vehicle. So we went forward to get away from the blast radius. ”

“You calculated the angle of the ball flying in that short time? ”

The vow shrugs without answering.

* * *

“Turn right!!! ”

The instructor yells to the microphone for a right turn, but the car turns in the wrong direction.

“Oh, shit! ”

The volunteer from the driver's seat was furious.

Instructors did not apply any formulations to volunteers. Because he knows he's disappointed in his poor performance.

When doing mercenary work, driving is an essential skill, but has no significant impact on mission accomplishment. The instructor left the excited volunteers alone because it was a skill that could be improved by practicing in the future.

A police officer who was watching this in the situation room said.

“Again, candidates from the police are good drivers. ”

Yates nods.

“Cops know how to drive, soldiers know how to shoot. Who are the most prominent candidates? ”

“Thirteen and 46 are the most skilled drivers since they're probably from the police. ”

“How about 60? ”

The instructor thinks about something for a moment and opens his mouth.

“He's a bit unique. Your driving skills are unparalleled...... but your pace is subtly slow. It does not appear to be suitable as a driver. You seem to think too much in the driver's seat. ”

“I have a lot on my mind.... What about as a Co-driver or Commander? ”

“Don't even think about it. Except I don't have a career, which is the best candidate I've ever met. ”

Andrew Yeats smiles deeply.

No outsiders occurred during the driving training today.