Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

After the appearance of the terrorist on television, the phone and cell phone kept ringing.

Mark Kimmet wipes his face with both hands, ignoring the phone and gazing at the monitor without a word.

He has personally participated in numerous operations and has led dozens of times more operations.

Some succeeded, some failed. However, it was the first time that the situation was getting twisted without any time to work. The terrorists who want peace, the bombs that can blow up the whole building...

If the knot is twisted, it must be loosened. However, the thread was so complicated that I couldn't figure out how to touch it from where.

He looks up to the chiefs for advice. However, not long ago, all those who actively asserted themselves avoided their gaze. No one came up to him and told him it was going to be okay.

Mark Kimmet understood how the chiefs felt. In a democracy, even the military is influenced by public opinion. Anyone who wants a promotion has to be conscious of public opinion.

Journalists in the United States will side with terrorists who insist on peace. It seemed like such a kind of knight had already come up. Ignorant journalists and rogue military experts on local issues will send agents in to fiercely chew away his choice of almost misconduct. No one will be able to assert confidently in this situation.

It is now difficult to direct military operations. The president won't authorize an operation until he's convinced. I felt my hands and feet tied.

Mark Kimmet opened a white Lucky Strike cigarette case to smoke. There was not a single cigarette in the cigarette case that was full.

Looking at the ashtray full of butts, I sighed as if it was implying my future.

He wanted someone to come up and say something, please.

“I lost my daughter in Mexico. ”

Mark Kimmet's wishes were answered not by his men, but by mercenaries.

“The Mexican drug cartel Los Setas kidnapped me and my daughter. They killed my daughter because I wouldn't listen to them. ”

John Ackins stared at Mark Kimmet's face and said,

“When I found out that the world's most loved one had died in a warm, insect-infested solitary confinement room, I was about to die. But I couldn't even kill myself. ”

Mark Kimmet, who heard a terrible confession, said nothing.

“Rattlesnake rescued me, who lost the will to live and waited for the day of my death. I still wonder how he knew me, why he flew to the Mexican countryside to rescue me, but anyway, he flew in a helicopter with his colleagues at the Republican Palace and took me out in an instant. ”

Mark Kimmet raises his head and looks at John's confident face.

“Do you think a few Navy seals at the base of Los Setas will be able to pull that off? Team five, team eight? Ten Teams?”

John shakes his head decisively.

“Nothing is impossible for Rattlesnake. Trust him a little more, and concentrate on the mission. Ignore all that nonsense. ”

John points to the monitor the staff are watching.

Mark Kimmet nods. It doesn't help to have a bad press release in this situation.

“I agree.”

“I think we should start with internal arrest. Why don't we start with communications security? ”

Mark Kimmet, who was momentarily confused, seems to have finally come to his senses.

John emphasized the basics.

If you want to indulge or change your lazy lifestyle, you have to make the bed right first.

Making a bed, cleaning a room, and living faithfully every day solve many problems on their own.

When an operation hits a snag, it's right to examine yourself. Instead of trying to cover up what's wrong with what's happening right now, we need to get our minds right through internal arrest.

Mark Kimmet knew from experience that it was the quickest way back, even if it seemed to be going far.

He stood up and shouted.

“Everyone stop moving! We're shutting down all external communications in the Situation Room, except for the Pentagon and satellites, now! ”

The atmosphere in the Situation Room quickly became tense.

* * *

David Feyton, who received a distress call from the airport, arrived at the Command Situation Room almost as quickly as he could. Guided to a soundproofed room in the situation room, he salutes as soon as he enters the room in a floating position.

Mark Kimmet asked me not to sit down.

“Do you know anything about Rattlesnake? ”

“Yes, I'm aware. ”

“Explain yourself.”

A sudden command. But David Feyton opens his mouth without any embarrassment.

“The best crew you can trust with anything! ”

“Do you have any idea what we're in now? ”

“Yes, it is! This is fucked up! ”

“In that case, Major Payton. In a shitty situation like this, how would you make use of the Rattlesnake left alone in the enemy camp? ”

“Information-gathering, assassination, hostage rescue, bombing. He can carry out any order! ”

David Feyton, who was unaware of the details of the situation inside the Republic Palace, replied bluntly.

David Feyton disliked his answer. Surprisingly, however, Mark Kimmet nodded and seemed satisfied. Mark Kimmet just told David Feyton to sit down and turned his head to the side.

“Just like you said. What should we do first? ”

John glances at the old supervisor of the vows and replies.

“I suggest you set out what you can't do before you start acting right away and completely turn your back on it. ”

“Good idea. ”

David Feyton is unfamiliar with this strange situation.

I couldn't understand the Elite Soldier with three stars in his sights seriously seeking advice from a stranger. But when he opens his mouth, he nods.

“First, the press. Whatever they're talking about, I think it's best to turn it off completely. Dealing with them is what we need to do at the Pentagon.

Next, we need to use the Pentagon to bite the Blackwater forces that surround the Republic Palace. Dispatch our troops where they are missing. After the terrorist revealed himself, Blackwater lost the cause to garrison there. They'll make excuses with all sorts of alibis and insist that they have nothing to do with terrorists. But the investigation doesn't matter now. The Pentagon and its politicians will take care of themselves. ”

Not a word of nonsense.

David Peyton captures John Ackins' eyes, who has made the situation too easy to wrap up.

“The next issue is the Semtex in the basement of the Republic Palace. Maybe you should forget about the Semtex, too. Al Samad on television does not match the profile of a typical Islamic fanatic. If he was prepared for martyrdom, he should have already killed a few hostages, calling out to Allah. However, in his expression and speech, he did not feel the madness of the death-dead at all. He's, um... Once you reach your objective and leave the Republic Palace, you will be forced to tear down the Night Building. ”

John has omitted a tale of gold. Because I didn't think it would help to get it out of the situation. I had no intention of contributing to the US treasury, even if I had the opportunity to take gold.

Educated to deal with explosives on sight, David Feyton had difficulty accepting John's radical claims.

He knows what it's like to go into action with something behind your back that could threaten your life. As the operation approached, I wondered if I could just pass by the Semtex on the style of the vows that were near perfect.

* * *

Seowon muttered, looking at the Semtex installed every 10 meters.

“Bastards. Are you going to sink the ground? ”

When I first heard about the gold, I was nervous. But as you go deeper into the tunnel, the story becomes more and more real. It seemed like the enemy was not really after Bremer, but golden. It's because we don't need this many Semtexes unless we want to squash the building and erase the traces of the golden space.

Then came the radio.

John's voice was heard when I plugged in the earphones connected to a secure field radio.

“Rattlesnake, report your location. ”

“On my way to the bunker. Enemies are invisible. Given the remotely adjustable Semtex's detonator, it is likely that most of the underground troops are surrounded by bunkers. ”

“Forget about the Semtex. ”

“I'm already doing that. Disassembling one or two is not a problem. Explosives disposal team required. ”

“I see. And there's something I need to know. ”

“What?”

“The leader of the enemy reveals himself on television. ”

Seowon shakes his head with a smile.

“Commander, you must be in a lot of trouble. What are his requirements? ”

“The man who calls himself Al Samad claimed Bremer's policy was wrong and occupied the Public Palace to reflect practical policy for Iraqis. He said he had no intention of harming the hostages unless he threatened his own safety. ”

“Never mind the bullshit. By the way, get rid of the fly blocking the entrance. ”

“Through the Pentagon. ”

“What did Eric Prince say? ”

“I've been excusing myself for radio transmissions from the Public Palace. ”

David Feyton, who was listening to John and Seowon's radio, opens his eyes wide.

Despite the urgency, I felt relaxed and a little humor in Seowon's voice.

The vows he knew were incredibly serious. It was unimaginable to have a light conversation on the radio with Rattlesnake on a mission.

He listens to the radio mic.

“Lizard King. We'll take care of the hostage rescue. ”

“That's a good idea, Lizard King. There's a Shadow Warrior in the corner on the third floor, so you can reach out to him for help. ”

“I see. Is there anything I should be aware of when entering? ”

The vows didn't say anything for a moment. Reliable former colleagues are welcome to go into action and rescue the hostages. However, I was intrigued by Bio Soldier, who had yet to reveal himself.

“3rd floor! 3rd floor must be avoided. And refrain from using firearms as much as possible, even if you encounter an enemy. ”

“Why is that? ”

“Listen to that directly from the Commander. ”

In front of Seowon, who cut the radio, there was a two-way street. But I knew right away how to get to the bunker.

Seowon raises his hand to his waist, gazing at the sound of the roaring machine.

A few moments later, he had a pistol in his right hand and a long drawn tripod in his left hand.

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