The vow that most definitively cut off human life with the least force using the tool looked down at the man who had fallen to the ground. I felt sour gastric fluid when I looked at the dagger that was stuck to the end, leaving a handle on the bottom of my chin.

There was a white man who had shaved off his hair as well as his eyebrows when he took off the dead man's mask with a strange look. Immediately, I felt a sense of complexity.

How many more people do we have to kill? ’

The murders that have been committed so far have made me feel conflicted by the idea that they will be able to cope in any way in their future lives.

He did not insist that the murder was inevitable. All these things he chose for himself. When I opened my eyes, I had every chance to get out of this job, but he didn't.

He pledged to himself that he would accomplish the mission in the most efficient way possible, rather than resorting to other ways.

Karma? Whatever works. Oh, shit.

“Thank you! Thank you for saving me! ”

The man who was beaten by the mask immediately recognized his vow. My vow also recognized a man. He was a security system administrator at the Public Palace.

He wept like a man who met the Savior on the edge of the cliff of death, holding the hand of the vow.

“Ah... I almost died. Ah... ”

The vows could hardly spare the sentiment of the man who saved his life.

“What happened? ”

The suit, which was messed up by being beaten by a bald man, took the handkerchief out of his back pocket and untied his nose.

After checking the black blood clot that messed up the white handkerchief, he wrinkles his nose with it.

“I need you to tell me the administrator password……. ”

“Security administrator password? ”

Several tasks are handled by computers in the security room, including access control in the event of an emergency, and external assistance requests. The bald man asked the suit for an administrator account to do these things.

However, I didn't understand the response of the suit. Does the security administrator's password mean anything to you in the courtyard where you've taken control of the Public Palace and held hostages and blocked all communication networks?

“Why didn't you tell me? ”

“I told you, but... … they asked for a higher-grade account password. ”

“Higher rank? ”

“Yes, I have an account that only the Ambassador knows about. ”

“What's that for? ”

“I don't know. ”

It looked suspicious.

Seowon immediately turned his back to get out of the bathroom.

“Where are you going? ”

“I'm done here. I'm going to go. ”

“Then how can I... …. ”

“You can't act like someone's hiding something. ”

The suit sighed as the vows stood firm.

“Hah… that's... really hard to say…. ”

“Yes, I understand. Maybe people's lives are more important than being alert. ”

Seowon tried to leave the table politely. The suit was furious like a man electrocuted, and grabbed hold of the vow's arm.

“I have the authority to control the facilities in the basement. But I've never been to the basement, and I really don't know that password! ”

The ears of the vows rise.

* * *

People in panic have a hard time thinking rationally.

The suit doesn't let go of the vow, knowing that the vow must be made alone to clear the current obstacle and save the hostages.

The vow forced him not to leave alone, as if he had locked up a suit in the warehouse, crying and making a fuss. Of course, it was inevitable that a mild violence was used in the process.

The vow closes silently, lowering your posture and looking around you.

I had a lot of trouble with the suit, but fortunately, I was able to get a lot of information out of it.

- Enemy numbers range from 15 to 20.

- Twenty-two hostages. Two of the women were never brought back by them.

- The place where the hostages are held is in the basement hall.

- Five to six men guarding the hostages. We don't know where the rest of the terrorists are.

- Bremer's security account can control the facility below the third floor of the basement. I don't know what's out there besides the fact that the bunker exists. Bremer had complete control of his staff to prevent anyone from going down three stories underground.

Upon gathering new information, there were several options in front of the vows.

First, continue the search for the Republican Palace as we have so far.

Second, trying to rescue hostages.

Third, go down to the basement and break the radio jammer.

Rescue of hostages was the first of three choices.

It is impossible to kill five or six scattered in a large brightly lit auditorium. Even if they do, there is a high likelihood that hostages will be harmed during the process. Moreover, it is not possible to safely evacuate the hostages outside at this time. We must postpone the hostage rescue until backup arrives.

The next exclusion was the search for the Public Palace.

Information from Terry Cummings, Jenny Robbins and the tailor draws a dispatch of enemy troops on her head.

Of course, the reliability of the information that is directly confirmed by the eye is the highest. However, he believed that doing something else would yield better results than checking the information he knew, which should produce the best results in a limited time.

The vows aimed at disabling the underground jamming device moved to a lowered position like a stowaway. You meet the enemy here, and if a single shot is fired, everything goes back to the blister.

The most important thing to him now was not to defeat the enemy, but to remain invisible.

After more than three minutes of walking distance, Seowon opened the door with a staircase going down to the basement.

As soon as you open the door, the fish flies out of the black space without any motion surveillance sensors.

The crooked vow slowly pushes you into the darkness and closes the door.

As I went down to the second floor underground, I suddenly felt the back of my head writhing, and the vows immediately flew to the side.

< Bang! >

The surprise vow aimed at an unidentified object with an MP-10 in his hand.

It was the corpse that was illuminated by the flash light of MP-10. A corpse bashed in the head.

“You almost pulled the trigger. ”

Surprised, he unwittingly speaks to himself.

Terry Cummings' body.

Sworn before her head, she hides her body behind the door and steps down the stairs.

* * *

Less than five minutes after vows left the room, Terry Cummings bounced off the couch like a man who had learned something too late. He goes into the bedroom and wakes Jenny Robbins, who is sleeping next to Olivia.

“Jenny, wake up! ”

Jenny Robbins looks at Terry dazed.

“I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was asleep. ”

“This is not the time to be resting. ”

Jenny raises her round eyes in Terry's urgent voice.

“Enemies will be here soon! ”

Jenny's eyes are dazed. Ah!!! Why would he realize that now?

Those of you who realize that the man upstairs to rape is not coming back, will send someone to find out what happened.

“What do I do? ”

Terry bites his lower lip.

It's not hard for this woman and herself to hide from the enemy. The problem is the unconscious Olivia and the body in the bathroom. Even if Olivia is careful to move her body elsewhere, it's not a good idea to hide it.

Because when they find out that one of their colleagues is missing, they will search every room of the Republic Palace.

Terry walks around the living room grabbing hair with both hands.

Jenny got up from bed and opened the bathroom door. She frowns and rummages through the corpse's belongings.

“What are you doing?"

Jenny points her finger at the dagger in the corpse's ankle.

“I have an idea. ”

Terry notices Jenny's intentions immediately.

After they moved Olivia to the living room couch, they moved the body from the bathroom to the bed where she was lying.

Terry pulls out a bald dagger and asks Jenny.

“Can you stab it? ”

Jenny looks at the corpse with the dagger.

She stares at the corpse she was about to commit for a long time and shakes her head.

“I'm sorry.”

With the dagger, Terry swings his arm at the corpse instead of her.

He lightly stabbed his back and stomach several times, leaving the dagger beside the corpse.

“Aren't you stabbing too weak? ”

“A panicked woman doesn't use much power. ”

Terry stabs the corpse twice in the neck.

Jenny nods as she sees new blood spilling over Olivia's blood. It was hard to think that two people's blood was mixed.

She scatters her clothes around the bed. Felt inadequate, she knocked the vase and reading lamp around the bed to the ground.

Messed up bedroom. At this rate, it seemed enough to think that the woman desperately rebelled to avoid rape. A man so excited will look like a fool who couldn't resist a woman's surprise.

Jenny nods and Terry says,

“Let's clean the bathroom and move Olivia somewhere else. ”

At that moment, a hissing sound came from the clothes of the corpse lying on the floor.

Terry Cummings found a small radio on the corpse's clothing.

“This gives us a weapon. ”

* * *

Al Samad is angry.

It was Heaven's help that earned the Republican Palace unharmed. But as Daeup approached, the fool did something stupid and lost his life.

Al Samad knew exactly what caused his death.

“How did you manage your subordinates to give to a woman.... ”

Al Samad stares at his followers without finishing his sentence. The man in charge of managing the troops does not raise his head. I was embarrassed that I couldn't manage one bottom so well that I chose an elite member with my own hands who was stupid enough to be killed by a woman.

Arriving on the third floor, Al Samad glances at Bremer's bedroom and walks down the hallway on the other side.

The inside of the bedroom was a mess.

All the lights were on, furniture and pick-ups were out of place.

Al Samad looks back at the man lying on the bed naked and twitches his cheeks. He stammers with his left hand, pulling out his pistol and aiming at his servant's head.

“Do you think this makes sense? ”

A man in danger of a hole in his head knows that his boss is a man without blood or tears. He trembled because he knew that he would pull the trigger no matter what he did.

“Explain.”

He stammers and explains what he knows.

While guarding the hostages in the catacombs, one of them fainted and dragged her upstairs, and the other immediately said he had taken the other woman upstairs.

“Two hostages escaped? ”

“Oh… yes. Yes, sorry! I'll get him right away!”

“Get him? Who? How?"

Al Samad looks at the man trembling like a thorn bush. The two soldiers who followed behind you were also stiffened with a tense expression.

The new bee is a fundamental principle of manpower operations that Al Samad considers.

If you work well, you will have to pay a reward or else the tissue will roll well without harming you.

Al Samad's eyes are covered with jars of caulking water.

He bends his waist silently and grabs the vase with his uninjured left hand. Suddenly, he swings his left hand at his servant's head.

Fragments bounce off the ground with a sound.

The man's head flushes with blood.

Al Samad, who thought that this would never happen again, found another tool with bloodshot eyes in front of his underlings.

He holds a pistol in his waist until he doesn't see any other tools.

He puts a gun to his head.

“Tell me why I don't have to kill you. ”

After seeing what Al Samad has done so far, he has pulled the trigger enough.

The reason Al Samad's detector is not moving right now is because there are not enough people.

The man swallows his saliva and says:

“I have nothing to say. Kill me.”

Al Samad shoves his head with a gun, noticing that his servant's arms and legs are trembling.

“Find the two years. Now!”

“They won't be on the ground floor. I'm going to take a look at the first and second floors of the basement right now. It should take about 30 minutes! ”

It is natural for the perpetrator to leave the crime scene. Al Samad nods.

“Find it quickly. ”

Al Samad turned away from the room as if he had nothing to see in the guest room. Then one of the soldiers said,

“What should we do with the body? ”

“Leave the scum to rot. ”

* * *