Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

The vows on the front passenger seat of the vehicle spoke into the microphone.

“Convoy lines follow at a distance of 30m from the lead. ”

The lead car is ahead.

Four SUVs follow at intervals.

An emotional soliloquy pops out of Oakley's mouth, watching the situation with a callous expression.

“Are you freaking out because he wants to die? ”

Solitary action during convoy missions is prohibited.

When enemy focused fire is fired, there is no way to respond alone.

It's like jumping into a fire with straw.

George Sims, who was watching this in the Situation Room, was the same as Oakley.

As soon as the convoy set off, he frowned at the thought that he had overvalued the value of his vows.

* * *

Two soldiers in the back seat of the lead car grip their rifles, staring out the window with a firm look.

There were no special instructions from the headquarters before I arrived here.

It was the same as usual. Obey the applicant's instructions, but do not engage.

But they were tired of repeated failures.

Wrong instructions for volunteers who ignore soldiers. Repeated failures.

Whether a volunteer succeeds or fails, they receive the same salary. However, when a boring routine repeats as long as you are human, you will expect something different.

It will be different this time. I've lived up to my expectations so far.

However, when the Asian sitting in the front passenger car was separated from the rear passenger, the expectation that something would be different this time fell.

The first war zone is imminent.

The soldier sitting behind the vow, expressionless, grabs the handle tightly.

'Soon there will be roaring beans, and there will be a lot of bullets pouring into this car. Surprised he's gonna make a run for it, huh? And in a few moments, the bomb on the road will detonate. Then this car will turn upside down or if we're lucky, we'll get a flat tire....

Phew, why did I get stuck in the lead car...... The last time I got in the lead car, the car flipped over and dislocated its shoulder bones. No matter how much you call it a Simeon bullet, if you get hit, you're bleeding to death. '

As you get closer to the target point, the soldier looks nervous.

* * *

The instructions of the vows fell from the point where the first raid site was 20 meters ahead.

“Turn right here. ”

“Yes?”

The driver did not follow the instructions properly in an unintelligible direction.

It was because there was no road for the car to go to where the vows told us to turn right. At the end of the vow, there was a narrow alley where two people could barely walk through.

“We can't enter. ”

“Don't talk nonsense and follow me! ”

The driver was momentarily aggravated by resolute instructions. But I had to follow the instructions of my vow. Disobeying orders is not an option for him to make.

A full-size SUV entered the road that could never be driven.

There was only one person who knew why he chose this path without leaving the road intact.

< Moss profit! >

< Bang! >

The scratching of the nerves provoked the people in the car.

A large car forced into a narrow alley.

Every time a scratch sounds like tearing away his flesh, the soldiers' faces distort.

Chan noticed this and said to the radio:

“What's important to us now is the safe convoy of VIPs, not the appearance of this lump of iron. There's nothing wrong with a little scratch on the side mirror. ”

The driver of the leading car who had been mobilized six times in the past, when he heard the voice of the vow, his mind flashed as if he had covered the cold water.

Why did everyone insist on a safe and spacious road when it wasn't even their car? If we move a little bit further away from the stereotype, we might be able to make a lot more of a choice in our mission. ’

However, his little realization could not be continued because of the blockage in front of him.

“It's a dead end. Where are we going?”

The vows answered without hesitation.

“Push through there! ”

Seowon's fingers pointed to a half-destroyed wooden building.

The soldier's face is bleeding.

The compliment I just gave is cancelled. This one is a human with a screw or two loose in his head. He should never have gone rogue.

“Bumped into a thin wooden column doesn't break. Step on it!"

The driver clenched his right foot while brushing his teeth.

The engine is buzzing and the car is speeding.

A rapidly rushing SUV makes a commotion towards the wooden building.

< Straps! >

< Kuang!!! >

The sound of breaking something shocked the body.

Anyone who experienced a car crash sounded terrible.

The soldiers in the back seat hold the handle tightly to secure the wobbly body. However, their expressions were full of life. It was the first time I had fun on a boring mission that was repeated every time.

As the lead paved the way, the vehicles that followed in succession tried to enter.

One of the soldiers asked the vows.

“Is this your first time here today? How did you know this way? ”

“I'm on a mission. Don't relax. ”

At that moment, the soldier feels that he made a mistake and trembles.

In front of the car that exited the lungs was a four-pronged alley.

“Where do I go next? ”

Again, there was no hesitation in answering the pledge.

“Turn left.”

“Are you sure you want to take a left turn here and go too far? ”

“There was no mention of how long it would take to complete the mission. The task given to me is the safe convoy of VIPs. Therefore, it is my duty to choose the safest path, even if it takes time. ”

* * *

A cigarette stuck between the fingers of George Sims, who was watching the situation, fell onto the floor.

Shocked, George Sims didn't even feel the cigarette out of his hand.

The convoy missed all the important posts, as if they had all been located in a pre-prepared raid operation.

A stealthy soldier radio bursts through George Sims' headset.

“Target's turning before we can get close! ”

“We are out of range. ”

“Please give the order! ”

The mouth of George Sims, who met the results for the first time, was open.

“How is that possible? ”

George Simms could hardly admit that the situation ahead was due to insights into the core of VIP's mission of safety and digging up blind spots on the mission without time limit.

But the results tell us everything.

Normal people's behavior is to use the shortest route to the destination.

If the shortest route is not chosen, it is universal to choose an orderly road connected in a certain direction to the destination. Especially those from the military who have a habit of producing maximum effects with limited resources.

But the route of procession led by the vows was far from efficient.

No, just as he laughed at the word efficiency, vows seemed to be incomprehensible and chose a path that could not identify patterns.

He abandoned his 10-minute route and chose a route that took more than 30 minutes.

The result was that all the attacks prepared were futile based on normal people's road choices. It was a creative idea that laughed at common sense like an egg on Columbus.

The SUV comes out of the road, digging through the wreckage of the smashed villagers, making a big noise and suddenly turns its head.

As the vehicle's direction changed at one moment, a sniper team located a mile ahead came in radio contact.

“Target is out of sight. ”

The sniper team that was on ambush for two hours turned to zero, but was also scattered into the air as well as the explosives on the road and the ambush team that was supposed to hit the vehicle after the explosion.

Engagement will not occur in the future unless the convoy route chosen by the vow is by chance. The following scenarios are not necessarily taken out of the car by the eyes.

Everything I have prepared has come to nothing.

A sigh came out of George Sim's mouth.

In his mind, there was only one word.

Hatred.

The voice of cheer that had sprung up in my mind a while ago disappeared everywhere.

The voice gives the command was exhausted.

“Stop the simulation as soon as we get to the starting point. It only takes time to do more. ”

* * *

The five SUVs have stopped arriving at the starting point on Oakley's radio to stop testing.

The vows made from the car felt a little different from the way the soldiers looked at themselves.

Knowing that no praise would be of any use in an unfinished mission, the vows did not give any meaning to changes in the attitude of the soldiers.

As I ran, Oakley approached the vows.

“How did you do that? ”

“What?”

“How did you figure out where the ambush was? ”

“It's a hunch. ”

Oakley's eyes narrow looking at the vows.

“Sense? Two words I never believe are sense and luck. ”

You're right. A man who is successful by irrational words such as sense and luck will soon be met with death by the senses and fortunes of others.

He shrugged his shoulders instead of answering.

All the ambush points and traps have been identified through over 15 years of Delta Force experience and close to a decade of Blackwater mercenary life. It was due to the instinct of survival that was formed over the centuries that we did not know for how many decades or centuries.

“You passed, right? ”

Oakley nods with a shivering expression.

“Pass.”

Seowon smiled widely.

Nothing refreshes him like achieving a goal or completing a mission.

“What's your next assignment? ”

Oakley points his finger at the head of the vow.

“It's the task of knowing how far that sense and luck will go. The task is to make sure that the lump of protein inside that tiny skeleton is functioning properly. ”

* * *

George Sims's touch of filling out the results on the form was unruly.

Because there was nothing to think about and sleep about.

Simulation 1: Personal Security Detail (PSD) 1/Vehicle convoy results report

- Protected by: Safety

- Engagement Count: 0

- Damage Situation: None

- Comprehensive evaluation: S +

* * *

Soldiers who have helped vows so far have hidden their tracks.

Oakley whispers something over the radio more than 30 meters away from the starting point and walks toward the vows.

“Hamid Karzai, who had just safely traveled by car to his destination, will meet with the Mayor of Kandahar. You must protect Hamid Karzai with your team. That's it."

The vow that was listening to Oakley tilted his head.

“That's it? ”

“What more do you need? ”

“Because you don't know how much you need to know to protect your target? Hamid Karzai's domestic position, the date until the election, the relationship with the political disposition of the market he will meet…… Besides knowing that the mission difficulty depends on the reputation of the market, nationality, etc., is going from heaven to hell? ”

Oakley's eyes shake steadily, piercing the core of the mission in a single shot. But it was covered by sunglasses.

After a little static, Oakley opens her mouth.

“There are few operations in my hand that give me all the information I need. Do you know that and yet do you do this, soldier? ”

The hostile commander. The old-fashioned technique used by military leaders whenever they wanted answers.

Seowon muttered with a smile.

“Soldier. When will I be discharged? ”

Oakley's lips are hard.

* * *

Simulation 2: Personal Security Details (PSD) 2/Emergency Response

- Situation: Excited rebellious crowds have attacked the next mayor of Afghanistan, Hamad Karzai and the market. Protect Hamad Karzai.

- Venue: In front of the city hall

- Purpose: to identify the ability to handle unexpected accidents, and to identify candidates' violent tendencies.