It is not common sense to wipe out five people at once.

Damien Jones is so afraid of the man in front of him.

He holds a large pistol with both hands and points it at the target. However, I felt like pulling the trigger would be useless. The creature appears without a clue and hits its companions with a ghost, and it seems to be avoiding all the bullets fired directly in front of it.

Seowon approaches Damien Jones, trembling with a handgun.

Just as a small man drives a large pick-up truck because of the complex, his short, 170 centimeters tall man, Damien Jones, holds a pistol with his forearm.

“Desert Eagle.... ”

The vows grin, gazing at Damien Jones, who is holding an ornament he cannot use in practice.

“Pull it. ”

The vows stick close to the opposing Pokémon in front of their muzzle. This bold act has diminished Damien Jones even more. The hand holding the gun shakes more severely.

The vows bend at your waist to make eye contact with Damon Jones.

“You've never killed a man before. ”

The point of the vow was accurate.

The man in front of you is a thief, not a murderer.

Damien Jones, who has been stabbed in the heart, is sweating cold.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like that club aiming at me would crush my head without cause.

He lowered his head slightly without facing the eye of the vow and fixed his gaze on the end of the triple bar.

The drops of sweat on the tip of the eyebrow slowly flowed down the snowball.

Damien Jones winces at one eye.

He leans in and raises his arms to wipe off his sweat.

The vows do not miss the scattered focus of Damien Jones.

Damien Jones grimaces at one eye as he moves his arm, and the tip of the tripod grabs Desert Eagle's pistol.

I only touched a small lump of metal, two kilograms deep. However, Damien Jones' weak torso wiggles, pointing the gun in the wrong direction.

The gun aimed at you points elsewhere, and the right hand of the vow holding Beretta shifts. Bang! With a sound, Damien Jones' jaw snaps.

It was not a strong blow to the cheekbone. However, the shock on the face was enough to shake the brain. When the brain was shaken, it also affected the brainstem responsible for sensory and motor nerves.

Damon Jones' lower body no longer supports his upper body. He snaps down like a puppet with a broken thread.

The vow glances at fainted Damien Jones. He retrieves the Desert Eagle from the ground and looks at the bloody masks as he groans. Then he picked up the tripod and swung it towards the masks.

Those bastards who took the Republican Palace didn't care what happened. There was no need for force regulation.

The tripod makes a terrifying sound as it slits through the air as it moves. Every time a metal rod hits your head, it sounds like it's crushing rocks.

Keeping all six of them dead was a success. But not all of this was done on its own. Watching the enemy took a lot of time and mind, and a lot of Inner Force was used to throw bullets at the lighting and stick to the ceiling.

Beasts do their best when they catch a small herbivore.

The vows, which successfully removed the first obstacle, took a step in front of the noisy machine, snapping its knuckles.

“This never bothers me. ”

He carefully observes the drill connected to a large machine.

The machine has an elongated arm, and the drill is spinning at the end of the arm, rattling loudly. Beneath the drill was a handle and dial. The handle and dial seemed to allow you to adjust the speed, position and depth of the drill.

The machine was powered by a portable generator running on gasoline with a thick power cable like a snake.

Seowon suddenly frowns as he looks for the power switch on the machine.

I didn't have to bother looking for the power switch.

Breaking the machine or unplugging the power cable simply solves the problem. If the fiercely rotating drill suddenly stops, it may not be able to overcome the force and break. But it doesn't matter where the broken drill goes.

Seowon kicks the generator with his feet, making a rattling sound.

You hear a bang.

The spark bounces off where the power cable is connected, and the generator flies about two meters away.

The generator stops working and you hear no more scratching noises.

The power cable was entirely unplugged from the generator. Without a new connection to the power cable for the generator, that ridiculous drill won't work.

* * *

“Let me out of here! Open the door right now! ”

Bremer, who was unable to overcome life-threatening stress in a confined place, eventually had a seizure. The dragon temporarily fed Bremer aspirin and water. However, Bremer's condition did not improve.

Bremer gasps, tearing at his chest. It was hyperventilation.

The dragon held a paper bag in his hand so that Bremer could breathe properly. However, hyperventilation did not improve.

“That sound is driving me crazy! ”

Bremer shouts, covering his ears.

The feeling of madness was the same for the dragon.

I couldn't help but overhear the cracking of the metal accompanied by the high-frequency sound, and it seemed that part of my brain was paralyzed. A sharp headache like an awl pierces the front of his forehead with the feeling of being too numb to think straight.

The two soldiers, holding Bremer's arms at arm's length, try to calm the madman down.

However, people who lost their minds exert surprising amounts of strength.

Bremer, who struggled to get out of the hands of two men, suddenly escaped from the hands of two strong soldiers and ran to the bunker entrance. He reaches out for the metal lever that opens the bunker door and shouts.

“I'm going out! Don't shoot!”

The dragon who was watching Bremer quietly was startled. Sitting in a chair, he suddenly moves behind Bremer as if the spring had bounced off. He wraps Bremer's neck around his forearm without delay.

Bremer moves slowly, resisting like a madman.

Less than a minute after Bremer closes his eyes, the dragon drains power from his arms.

He exhales and wipes the sweat off his face.

“I should have put you to sleep. ”

The soldiers nod, gazing at the unconscious Bremer.

Suddenly, the dragon's expression became serious. He glances at the bunker door for a moment and whispers.

“The drill is gone. ”

The soldiers pick up the gun that they put on the ground.

The five men who breathed raised their guns and aimed straight ahead.

Tension has gone up to an unparalleled degree so far.

At that time, I heard a voice of support on the radio with a soldier's waist dancing.

Everyone's eyes turned to the radio.

The soldier who is excited by the sound of the radio for the first time shouts without knowing it.

“This is Alpha One! Alpha One!”

No matter how loud I shouted, I could only hear the sound of support.

After radio silence, the dragon jumped up and ran to the phone. But it was still a barrel.

He shakes his head at the locked door.

“A portable military radio with only one palm here doesn't seem to be able to receive it. ”

The soldiers nod.

“Then let's decide what to do. At your peril, open the bunker door and receive a radio, or we can keep going. ”

* * *

After radio communication with the headquarters, the vows were only waiting for the bunker door to open.

Trading radio with dragons is the surest way to open the bunker door. But the dragon did not receive a radio. It seemed to have run out of battery or turned it off on purpose.

I've also contacted the radio frequency of the catapult that took Bremer to the bunker for escort. But I could only hear the sound of support. In case of emergency, the frequency can be changed according to the prescribed procedure. vows, however, were not aware of radio protocols in the event of an emergency at the Iraqi Command.

The way he communicates directly with the inside of the bunker is to try to communicate by changing the frequency of the radio daily. But it was too dangerous to do that in situations where the enemy didn't know when to show up.

He gives command a radio transmission to the inside of the bunker.

Time passed slowly.

The vow of breaking all the lights of the passageway sat against the bunker door in the dark.

The sensation on my back was cold. However, his lips were all parched.

It's because things are completely different from before.

Like sports, an attacker has the advantage over a defender in a life-threatening battle.

A moment ago, vows made the most of the attacker's advantage. After checking the number and location of the enemy, you sneak as deep into the darkness as possible and ambush the enemy. But now the situation is the opposite.

We don't know when or how many will arrive. We also have to protect the entrance because we don't know when the bunker door will open. Therefore, there is no way out of the eyes of the enemy. Even though this place is covered in darkness now, it's like daylight in front of Searchlight. Even so, I can't just stand on the ceiling like I'm out of the enemy's sight.

So far, he has given up the raid and assault that has led him to success, and now he must face his enemies head-on. However, Seowon did not like the words front-row battles and political parties. No, I hated it.

A political party at stake. The person who puts such words in his mouth as a kindergarten student has never experienced a life-threatening practice. He wanted to fight at heights that were more humble and cowardly than the enemy, even if only one percent. However, no matter how much I looked around, I couldn't find anything useful. The only way into the bunker is the one he entered.

The passageway to the bunker entrance is broken with a twist. However, the passageway to the right of the bunker is not used, as it will no longer be walkable if you go within 20 meters. It is due to a 5-centimeter-thick fence.

“One path. The enemy can see me, and I can see the enemy. It's not purgatory. What is this? I don't like it. ”

No matter how much you look for something that doesn't exist, it can't come out. It's just useless foolishness.

Seowon shakes his head and settles on the floor. As long as it's like this, it remains to relax and relax as much as possible.

He opens his backpack and pulls out the PDA. If we're lucky, there's a fatal weakness in the war gear they're riding on in Oberon's files.

I tapped the PDA screen with my finger. I was insulted from my mouth.

‘Dammit, Oberon. Sending papers? ’

At that moment, the vows felt a slight vibration.

At first, I thought it was a weak vibration when heavy objects hit the ground. But the vibrations were regular and getting stronger over time. He knew immediately what it was because he had experienced this vibration.

I immediately turned off the screen of the PDA and put it in my backpack.

He picks up the MP-10 on the ground and turns his head to the right.

The vibrations felt behind the bars of the right passageway.

Enemy access to a passageway that has never been used means the enemy knows a path that is not on the map.

Seowon slowly took a deep breath and fixed his gaze over the bars.

The vibration grows large enough for everyone to feel, and you start to hear the thumping noise along with him.

And after a while, there was a white light across the passageway. It looked like a very bright search light.

The enemy approaches unexpectedly and panics. But thanks to that, there is one advantage.

The vow, looking at the bright light, turns its head to the left. The black passageway opens its jaws.

‘Yes, let's see if you're strong or if I'm strong. ’

A vow with an MP-10 in his right hand and a triple bar in his left hand hid behind the corner of a passageway that had been broken with a twist.

But at that time, the face of the vow turned white.

“Damn, this time……. ”

The sound of the wind falling from the tightly closed bunker door began to sound.

Seowon's eyes glanced alternately at the bunker door and the white light on the other side of the aisle.

* * *