Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

Al Samad, who disguised himself as the prince of Saudi Arabia, received emergency treatment from a medic in full clothes.

After a partial anesthesia, the bullet in your forearm is removed and the skin is stitched no longer than expected. However, as if he had not yet deviated from the role of the prince, he was nervous every time the medic moved his hand.

“It hurts! Be gentle. ”

His thumb did not work on the medic who rolled on the battlefield.

The medic wraps his bandage with a skilled hand and taps Al Samad's forearm.

“It's over. Thank him. If it wasn't for that guy's hand, I would have gone for it. ”

Al Samad looks at the man lying on the couch.

When Lance Stevenson is knocked unconscious, screaming enough to leave the building with a single shot to the back of his hand, he snorts.

“I wouldn't have gotten shot if it wasn't for him. ”

He gets up from his seat and puts his suit jacket over his shoulder. The room temperature was not cold, but I liked the Zegna suit that was worth more than $3,000 in Qatar.

Al Samad picks up the radio with his left hand.

“What's the situation underground? ”

“The bunker work is smooth. I think I can get through that door in three days. ”

“Three days? Too long! ”

“Two days, then. Reducing it is bad. Because if you break a drill that overheated, it's over. ”

“I see.”

In two days you will be able to leave this country after everything has been done.

After finishing the radio, Al Samad looked at the three laptop screens installed on Bremer's desk.

The vicinity of the Republican Palace is as quiet as a rat's ass. I couldn't find any approaching vehicles. This much silence means that the Iraqi command noticed.

He narrows his eyes and mutters.

“Great plan! ”

They'd be in trouble by now.

They will be distracted to figure out the identity of the occupying party. You can't even imagine the intentions. You'd think Erik Prince of Blackwater had something to do with revenge. But there is no evidence that he did this.

All of the forces that undertook the operation are mercenaries from third world countries not affiliated with Blackwater, all of the equipment they use is black-market, without serial numbers.

Although he was unexpectedly injured, he felt good. It was the first time I had such a solid, safe and awesome operation.

Terrorists from around the world were not worried when the most feared U.S. troops invaded. It was because two Chinese people were drinking expensive whiskey upstairs like water. With those two, I can handle an armored party coming.

Al Samad frowns, sitting in front of his laptop.

“Let's get this game started, shall we? ”

* * *

Even a professional rock climber would not be able to go down a carved cliff bare handed with a 40-kilometer backpack and a wriggling M4 every time. But the vows were fulfilled.

Of course, it wasn't easy.

There were several heartfelt moments. Sometimes I had to blow up because I had nowhere else to catch. There was a time when a protruding rock wall, held with one hand, fell and hung with one hand. But whenever a crisis strikes, he uses the Force to get out of the way.

A vow that came down to the ground hides behind a rock. Leaning back against the rock, he sighs and looks down at his wet thighs.

I couldn't see the injuries on my legs because it was so dark. But I could feel the wound getting worse. Hanging on a cliff and supporting his body weight with his legs, he saw that excessive force was applied to the suture.

There wasn't much bleeding, but I had to stop the wound immediately. Wherever you move, you leave a trail of blood.

However, the vows could not unwrap the bag. To bandage a wound, you need to take off your sneaking suit, but the work is not extensive.

I couldn't even put a bandage on the suit. Because in the dark, the white bandage is no different from "shoot me."

After a moment of deliberation, the vows put down their backpacks, took off their tactical vests, and stripped off the dark brown top worn on the sneaking suit. He cuts it with his sword against the shoulder slash.

I tightened my bloody thighs with a cut cloth.

It was not perfect, but an appropriate first aid measure.

If you refrain from violent movements, you won't have to sprinkle blood on the floor.

After the first aid, the vows looked around.

I could have used the Force to detect the surroundings, but I had to save the Force as much as I could from now on.

As expected, there were no troops watching the rear of the Republican Palace.

When the area is quiet enough that not a rat can be seen, he initiates the task.

The first thing to do is to dismantle the barbed wire between the Republic Palace and the cliffs.

If you walk 30 meters to the left wearing a barbed wire, there is a door through which people can enter and enter along with the Abandoned Sentry Post. However, the vows did not choose a path through the door.

It is unclear whether or not the enemy has set up a security system there. However, in this situation, the vows had no intention of testing their luck.

Every time I cut a wire cutter out of my backpack, my heart flutters.

The vows that cut the wire wire on the four strands first slide the backpack in and carefully crumple through.

The next thing we need to do is find the vents.

Seowon looked back at the building and headed to the lawn, remembering the place that John told him about.

* * *

“Saddam Hussein, this man is clearly a madman with paranoia! ”

Out of John's mouth, the vows open wide.

John pointed to the blueprints of the Public Palace and began to explain.

“The Republican Palace isn't just a fancy building. The air conditioning facility is a fortress built to defend against chemical weapons. Plus, it's built into a secret passageway that's not in the blueprints. ”

“Biochemical weapons defense? ”

“I looked in the back of the building and saw what vents there were that weren't in the drawings. I wondered what it was, and I asked the architect who designed it, and he said it was a ventilation system for regulation. ”

“Pressure control? ”

“Keeping the building's internal air pressure higher than the external air pressure will only allow air to escape through open doors or window openings and prevent it from entering. It means that even if a chemical weapon is deployed from the outside, it can't get into the building. If a bio-weapon explodes inside the building, the ventilation system alarms and filters are set to activate and purify. ”

His vows were astonished at the fact that the White House has a prestigious facility at the Public Palace.

“The vents created outside the building are for this device. That's where you infiltrate. ”

* * *

As John pointed out, there were bushes on the corners of the lawn. As I approached the bush, my vows reached out.

“!!! ”

It was not the feel of a thicket that was soft, bouncy and sometimes sharp, but a hard, sharp feeling was conveyed through the hand.

It was an artificial bush made of plastic.

Seowon pulled out all the fake bushes that were made to cover the vent holes all season, and then pulled out the tarp that made the backpack so heavy.

The role of the tarp is to block the light and noise generated during ventilation dismantling operations.

Seowon, which covered the vent with a three-meter vertical tarp, crawled under an open tarp.

When I hold the flash in my hand, the red light from the filter flashes faintly around me.

The vow that held the Flash in his left hand pulled the drill out of his backpack.

He pulls out eight metal screws with the drill.

Every time I operated an electric drill, I was concerned about the sound, but the vows believed the tarp would do the job.

After pulling out all the screws, the vows began to squeeze and hold the U-shaped vent lid.

It was the weight of three or four full-grown adults, but it could not withstand the strength of the Force vows.

Seconds after the friction of the distant metal, the vent lid was pulled out.

In the black passageway leading to the basement, there was a distinctive smell of an abandoned space mixed with dust.

Three meters down, then 50 meters forward. ’

Seowon grabbed the rusty ladder in the vent wall.

* * *

Hollywood filmmakers move freely in the ventilation shafts of their bodies.

They talk in dark vents, they drink water. I even crawl through the vents, and my clothes are clean and my hair is clean.

All of this is possible because it's a movie.

Seowon puts a rope around his waist and connects his backpack.

It was the only way to move the equipment out of the vent so narrow that it was hard to come by.

I felt the vents narrow as I crawled.

My body sweats like rain, and the dust sticks together with the sweat. His heart was racing like crazy.

It was hard to breathe because the ventilation made of metal made me feel confined to my body.

The vows felt that his condition was abnormal.

It's not the first time you've been through a vent. But it wasn't this painful before.

“Peek-a-boo.”

The sound from the helmet's radio disturbs you. Noise caused by interference.

He barely took off his helmet.

As soon as I took off my helmet, my sweat dripped off. Along with him, the dust tickles my nose.

The vow of stopping his nose with his fingers stopped and breathed through his mouth.

Why are you doing this? Because of the injury? The injuries to my chest and legs have nothing to do with my condition. Calm down. We don't need to rush. Let's proceed calmly. ’

His vow takes a slow breath and exhales.

As his heart rate slowed down, he could see why he was having such a hard time.

It was pneumoconiosis in a confined space.

He could see the sudden onset of claustrophobia that had never been seen before.

In purgatory, where there was nowhere to hide, all the space was open. His brain spent a long time in such a place, unable to cope with this situation where his body was so small and frustrated that he lacked oxygen.

It wasn't enough to cause a seizure, but his strength was dropping much faster than usual just by sweating and exhaling.

He had to lie down until his body was restored to normal to manage his claustrophobia.

After lying there for a while, I felt my body recover as I focused on my breathing.

He uses his whole body to crawl through the vents.

Every time he makes a move, the backpack caught in the rope is dragged away with a stamp.

As I crawled for a few more minutes, I saw a bright light.

It was a boiler room on the third floor underground of the Public Palace.

The vow, unable to look outside, focused the nerves in his ears.

You hear ventilation and cooling to circulate the air at the Republic Palace. I didn't feel any popularity at all.

To find the panel going down, Seowon groped his hands to find the grooves of the vents.

The vow of great relief sighed deeply.

* * *