Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

I felt the weeds on my legs as I treaded on the road that could not shake the heat of the day.

You hear the weeping of the grasshopper, and the sound of an uninvited stranger startled by a wild animal running headlong.

The vows walk through an abandoned village.

He closed his eyes. But everything was as clear as waking up in the bright sun.

Instead of closing a pair of eyes on the body, the third child between the glabella opened his eyes.

Like the man who had already been dozens of times, he could figure out which direction to go, where to tread, and what building to hide in.

The vow of walking in the dark felt free.

Their backpacks weighed nearly 40 kilos, including weapons, communications, surveillance equipment and food. But he seemed to be relieved of the weight of the backpack pressing against his shoulders. My body was as light as a feather.

I felt like I was one with the darkness, the abandoned buildings, and nature.

No one to take care of, no one to notice. I didn't have to be aware of someone's gaze or try to hide my abilities.

It was not important for the Shadow Warriors' colleagues to feel the mission to rescue Bremer, nor the ever-declining value of Apple's shares that had invested almost all its assets. The Iraqi private contracts he won with Bremer did not matter, nor did his headache plan for 15,000 Iraqi mercenaries to be hired by HSW, a joint corporation of the Heart and Shadow Warriors.

He took a breath of fresh night air that was not contaminated by man.

Upon inflation of the ribcage, the optimistic belief that everything would go well was filled from toe to toe.

‘Everything will be as I want it to be. ’

Now that he feels free of all the restraints that bind his arms and legs, all that matters to him is that he exists in this room.

The vow of feeling something stopped.

The mystery of the universe that I peered into when I ascended to the Master whispered to him.

Some of the great realizations that were forgotten in the chaotic life were conveyed through the Third Child.

‘Everything will be as you think it will be. ’

He raises his head with open arms.

He smiled at the sky in human language that had an indescribable color, and the stars that seemed to pour down if scratched with his hands, crossing the dark skyline.

Feeling full, he gently stroked his patched abdomen and thighs.

Ahmed's extreme care has made her much better, but her injuries have not healed. But now he feels his injuries are much better. It was a gift from the universe that only those who realized it could receive.

He walks with a smile on his face.

I hope everything goes well.

* * *

There's a reason Saddam Hussein built the Republic Palace outside the heart of Baghdad.

It's the mountains.

Looking down at the Republican Palace in the air, it looks like a house built in a crater. It's only half a crater, to be exact.

It was originally the site of the Defense Ministry building in Iraq. However, at the time of the Gulf War, the U.S. military was heavily hit and the building was demolished, and the 150-metre high rise at the back of the building was cut off.

The wilderness that landed adjacent to the Pentagon building was untouchable during the reconstruction of Iraq. It was a pleasure created by America's state-of-the-art precision striking technology.

It was a useless ugly ruin, but the dictator of the century saw what no one else could see. If you just defend yourself, you've found Heaven Hye's Fortress is inaccessible to anyone.

The uninterrupted hills were gentle enough for a normal adult to climb, but the bombed areas became carved cliffs, unless he jumped over a cliff of about 150 meters. However, Saddam Hussein built an shield instead of a fortress. And that armpit became someone else's.

After choosing the shortest route, the vows had to take a tremendous detour to reach the entrance of the Republic Palace in just 30 minutes.

The long way around is not the end. I had to climb up the mountain to the top. After climbing to the summit, you should climb down the jagged cliff to avoid prying eyes.

When he reaches the top of the mountain, he hides himself under a rock and looks down at the cliff.

There was a black abyss of dizziness that could not reach the bright lights that illuminated the Republic Palace. The endless darkness seems to shake his hand to tell him to come down.

The vow muttered with a bloody smile.

“John, does this guy think I'm Superman? ”

To complete the mission, I had to become Superman at least tonight.

Seowon wiped the sweat off his face and put his full-face helmet back on when he climbed.

In fact, he did not prefer to wear this helmet. because it looks like a comic book character and the movement has become unsettling. But today, the helmet was thought to be useful. This is due to the security radio embedded in the helmet. This radio, which is still available in radio interference, was developed jointly by the CIA and the U.S. military.

When I put on my helmet, the radio came right in.

Atomized voice that is hard to hear in the Shadow Warrior. Matt Barnes, who was in charge of computers and equipment at the CIA's Iraqi office.

“Remember, the moment you dive down that cliff, your radio will get worse. If you enter the underground corridor to enter the palace, the radio will be completely cut off. because there's a jammer in the basement. If you look at the sensor monitors, the interference goes down as you go up. ”

It was what I heard before I left the command. But Matt Barnes' nagging doesn't stop.

“Don't just take off your helmet like you did before. Do you have any idea how surprised I was when the radio went down? Once inside the palace, get up there as soon as you can and resume radio contact. We need to make sure you're safe so we can make our move here, too. And that field radio I gave you earlier is for emergencies. So... ”

The vow blinked.

After I started living a new life, I was distracted by the nagging I had encountered for the first time.

No one nagged him because his parents died early, and his divorced wife didn't nag him. Not to mention the army and the Shadow Warrior.

The nagging, non-immunity vows corrected the confused spirit.

“John! Shut him up! ”

“Hahaha. Don't be so mean. He's as good a friend as any. I'm thinking of scouting for our company. ”

“Scout all you want! ”

“Our salary will at least double that of the CIA. ”

“Aigoo, what if everyone is listening to you like that? ”

You hear the incomplete Shadow Warrior radio, which conveys only what you need, and you hear a thundering radio with a laugh, making your head twitch on the other hand. But on the other hand, it felt good to live with people.

Seowon smiled and said.

“John, take care of that guy's scout. But I have a condition. ”

“What?”

“Sew your lips up. Now!”

The chattering radio was silent for a moment.

Seowon opened his backpack with a smiling face and took out a rock climbing tool.

It was time to disappear into the abyss.

* * *

After the loss of communication with Seowon, John Ackins sighed and took off his headset.

The air in the Command Situation Room is crowded enough that there are no gaps.

I felt uneasy because I pushed the poor person to the extremities.

“Are you all right?"

As I turn my head, Matt Barnes, who was yelling at him on the radio a moment ago, is looking at him with a worried expression.

“I hope it's okay. ”

“No, not him, you. ”

John smiles dazed, not understanding Matt Barnes' story.

“Faces don't talk. ”

“Is that so?"

“But is what you said true? ”

John carefully examines Matt Barnes.

The face of a computer geek over thirty years old was as clear as a boy who had just entered college.

Thick nose goggles, tousled hair and an elongated neck t-shirt and off-white skin.

It was a type that suited Silicon Valley rather than the CIA.

John thought about what to do with this naive friend who took the joke seriously, and he remembered the heavy work he was carrying.

The purchase, distribution, and maintenance of the equipment used in the Shadow Warrior alone would be helpful.

“You seem to know a lot about state-of-the-art equipment.... Do you know anything about guns and tuning? ”

Matt Barnes' tail rises.

“Are you ignoring the CIA? The first new weapons deployed in the United States are Special Forces and the CIA. I manage it. ”

You're right, but I don't believe you because of your lighthearted words.

“We can cover as much equipment as we want for the Shadow Warrior as long as we don't get Stinger missiles in the path of darkness. ”

“Cover?”

Matt Barnes scratches his back, pinching his head with a strange nuance.

“My specialty is computers, not equipment. ”

“Computer? Are you talking about hacking or something? ”

Matt Barnes nods.

“I'm a little embarrassed to say it, but on the ground there's a famous hacker. ”

“What's a famous hacker doing here? ”

“It's …… a bit……. ”

Matt Barnes hesitates and opens his mouth.

“I hacked Chase Manhattan's bank and stopped……. ”

“Famous hacker for getting caught by the CIA. ”

Matt Barnes leaps forward as John blows his gag.

“Loverboy has never been caught. They never leave a trace! ”

“Then why are you here? ”

“I got drunk and boasted in front of my friends because the FBI got in my ears.... ”

“So you went through the FBI and the CIA to come here? ”

“Yes……. ”

“If you're here on account of your crimes, it's impossible for me to scout. ”

Matt Barnes raises his head. He closest his mouth to John's ears with a lively expression.

"The contract between the Shadow Warrior and the Department of Defense is going on right now, isn't it? The Pentagon can't accept 50 million dollars that Mr. Jung is asking for. If you don't have a special budget, and you want to cover the reserve, that's about 40 million dollars. So, pretending to use the toebox, pretending to discount about $10 million, and then using me as a package.... ”

Matt Barnes recited something that no one but the contracting party knew, and John opened his mouth.

“How do you know that? ”

Matt Barnes chirps with his fingers, turning his head.

“Your server is a children's toy. ”

John wears a headset looking straight at Matt Barnes' face.

To ask others who are familiar with the computer

“Have you ever heard of Loverboy, Gary? ”

Gary Jackson, who was monitoring the operation with an anxious look in Washington, was annoyed when he suddenly received a fat-ass question.

“Why are you talking about an old rock band while your vows are on the line? ”

“Have you ever heard of a hacker named Loverboy, not a rock band? ”

“How do you know a Loverboy? ”

“There's a kid sitting next to me claiming to be a Rubberneck. ”

You hear no sound of cheer or nervousness. Gary Jackson asked me to switch sides.

John shakes his head as he listens to the incomprehensible conversation of two people.

* * *

Paul Bremer felt extremely fatigued as he entered the bunker and felt confident that he had escaped the enemy threat.

He tries not to fall asleep thinking about the soldiers who protect him. However, the shock he felt today was not something an ordinary person could bear.

The dragon lowers its light switch as Bremer falls asleep on the cot.

He lays Bremer on the bed and also tells the soldiers.

“Let's just keep our eyes peeled, since we have nothing else to do anyway. ”

The dragon closes its eyes to the creaking and wheezing of the cot.

Today was the worst day ever.

It was crazy to wonder what was going on outside. I was also curious about the identities of those who were after Bremer. Everything was ambiguous. But one thing was certain. Whatever it was, it saved the lives of the guards.

The dragon senses its slumber.

He turned around and yawned. As the air in his lungs nearly runs out, his body freezes.

It was the first I heard.

He carefully raises his head and looks toward the bunker entrance.

The sound of metal colliding with metal was clear.

He gets up right off the cot and puts his ear to the bunker door.

“Damn……. ”

All he heard was a drill.

The palm of the dragon's hand on the cold metal door is wet.

The dragon immediately illuminates the bunker.

“All rise! Something went wrong!”

* * *