Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

Harry Giles drives a military power cart carrying a pickaxe, shovel, and a sack of cement.

It was a powered cart that didn't move very fast, but as soon as I saw the bunker open far away, he gave me a lot of strength on his right foot. The borrowed military equipment didn't matter.

As you enter the bunker, you find your colleagues, blood splattered all over the floor.

I was torn to pieces by the thought that my colleagues had suffered.

Harry Giles hugs his colleagues silently.

Harry Giles nods, looking at the three humble faces, expressing his feelings with authentic action instead of a compliment of a hundred words. After all the hard work so far, it meant that I would take care of everything from now on.

The vows asked.

“What about the recruits?”

“We're waiting at the entrance because we don't have permission to enter. ”

“Permission to enter? ”

“Commander's orders were to keep no one near the Republic Palace except the chosen one. ”

A vow he did not know about John Ackins' efforts nodded his head.

“Good for us. ”

“John bought himself some time to deal with the battle gear. ”

Everyone did their best where they were without giving the instructions. It's the biggest reason to win.

Harry Giles picks up the radio once the situation is resolved.

“Stand by for all troops until further instructions. The estimated wait time for entry permits is two hours. Once you have permission to enter, proceed by car to the underground entrance of the Republic Palace using terrorist entry routes. ”

The dragon who heard the radio was startled.

“Can a car get into the basement of the Republican Palace? ”

“Devgro found out how the terrorists infiltrated the Republic Palace. The routes they've pioneered will give us access by car to the third floor underground. ”

The three men who were lying on the floor raised themselves up.

The Shadow Warrior designed the security of the Public Palace itself.

In order to control 100 percent of the people who enter and leave the building, all but the main gate were eliminated, and a tremendous number of surveillance cameras were installed on the road from the entrance to the gates of the Republic Palace without blind spots.

Despite all that effort, the terrorist suddenly appeared from the ground without anyone noticing. It means that there are still places in the Republican Palace that they do not know about.

The vows that joined later were less curious, but the dragons and Terry Cummings who had been in the building since the beginning of the incident were very curious. How a terrorist suddenly appeared inside the building was an unsolved mystery. I was just curious because I wasn't in a hurry.

The dragon said.

“There must be more passageways we don't know about. ”

Harry Giles points his hand at the tunnel outside the bunker.

“If you continue down this path, you'll find an escape route that leads out. ”

It's a fact everyone knows.

“Before we got to the escape route, there was one hidden door that was hard to find. When you open and enter the door, you'll find a space that connects the emergency staircase going up and the underground tunnel to the building next to it. They've infiltrated the stairwell. The underground tunnels were originally blocked off in the middle, but it looks like they used RPGs and Semtex to knock down the locked doors. ”

The dragon sticks its tongue out.

“Saddam Hussein! How many shitty corners have you built so complicated a house? ”

Dragon reminds me of a game he had just played, Resident Evil.

The stage of the game is the mansion. The seemingly ordinary mansion was equipped with numerous rooms, traps, and intricate secrets that drew the soul of the dragon.

The owner of the mansion hides a big secret in the mansion, and the protagonist must learn the secret of the mansion by defeating the imminent zombie threat.

The dragon believed that Saddam Hussein built these strange structures to hide his secrets. Of course, Hussein's secret must be gold.

While the conversation continued, the vows that did not overcome fatigue closed their eyes, and the dragon laughed and thought to himself.

Terry Cummings comes out of the bunker to get some fresh air. I was stuck in a narrow place all day, and it was hard to stay in a narrow space.

Harry Giles follows behind a friend.

The steps of the two men outside stopped in front of a large chunk of machine.

The two men standing in front of the overwhelming chunks of machinery were completely engrossed.

For a long time, they stroked, tapped and touched the battle gear. But I didn't get into the cockpit.

“Can we control it? ”

“It's going to be hard. I think I've heard that Bionic Energy, the Force, is the only way to control it. ”

Harry Giles shakes his head and Terry Cummings looks very disappointed.

Two auto enthusiasts used to collect old auto parts one by one and assemble them in the garage. These people are called Backyard Builders. They dreamed of producing an original handmade car in their name.

The two men who met a battle gear that was much more magnificent than the car turned their eyes. I couldn't wait to see you move right now.

The dragon joined us late. Harry asked.

“This belongs to us, right? ”

The dragon nodded and followed by the next question.

“But how do you transport it without people knowing? ”

The dragon blinks without answering. It turned out that I had never thought about carrying more than a ton of heavy metal. At that moment, the vow drew one leg closer.

Seowon threw something at the dragon.

The dragon looks at the object in its hand.

The key.

“How can someone move that heavy guy? You have to control it. ”

Terry Cummings and Harry Giles look excited.

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With the help of his comrades, the dragon on the cockpit looks dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

In fact, the expression "cockpit" did not match. There was no steering wheel, no steering wheel.

The dragon felt it was in a huge protective suit made of metal.

“What do I do? ”

The vows didn't know how to work either. He pulls out his PDA late and examines the data on the battle gear.

In plain English, he gave up reading a little. If you ask me, it'll be over soon. He thought that he didn't have to force himself to read words that were barely visible.

He picked up the satellite phone.

“Senior! You're all right!!!! I knew it!!!!! ”

A vow in Oberon's beacon box leaves the phone at his ear.

Oberon's voice is loud enough for everyone to hear. I didn't know what he was talking about, but it was clear that the person who received the call was very happy. People glanced at the frowning vows and laughed.

“There was a commotion because the news was reported in Korea. I'm glad it's done, sir! ”

As Oberon's battle rages on, the vows cut him right off.

“Never mind. I called to ask you a question. ”

“What? I'll tell you everything I know. ”

“I have the battle gear, but I don't know how it works. ”

Oberon gives no answer.

Seowon looked at the screen of the satellite phone to see if the signal had gone out. The signal was normal.

Oberon responded after a long wait.

“You... You got the Battle Gear?" Are you sure? ”

“Yes."

“I never thought there would actually be a man who defeated Battle Gear barefoot.... Did you do what I told you? What?”

“It doesn't matter. How do I get it to work?"

You hear the sound of handing the paper over instead of your voice, and the sound of a mouse ticking. Oberon was also a model he had never experienced, so he did not answer.

After some time, Oberon replies.

“There's a key in the battlefield, so there's a key in the chest. ”

When the vows translated into English, the dragon frowned.

Because in order to put the key in, you have to pull the arm that you put in the gear out again.

After a long struggle, he pulls his arm out and tucks it into his chest, stuttering the inside of the battle gear.

You feel a hole in your fingertips that has been burned inside.

The dragon whimpers into an uncomfortable position, sticking its key in and turning away. It was so big that it was not easy to move in a narrow space.

I managed to turn the key, but I didn't feel the vibration when I started the car. There was no sound.

“Turn the key and use the sensors at your fingertips to transfer bionic energy. ”

The dragon shoves its arm back into the battle gear.

His shoulders protrude out as his arms don't fit. I couldn't even think of closing the open part of my head above my chest.

The dragon grabs its fingertips.

I touched my fingertips with a cold, smooth metal plate.

“I think I found it. ”

Seowon said.

“Take a slow breath and exhale and think of it as sending the Inner Force down to your fingertips. ”

The dragon is training the Force. But what we don't know is much more unknown than what we know.

I wanted to ask if the Force was this simple, but he shut up and did as he was told. When in doubt, it is often best to follow the instructions of the experience.

For a minute or two, the dragon worked hard to imagine. However, no changes occurred.

The vows stopped when he decided to ride the battle gear instead of the dragon.

It was not for the injury of the thighs, but for the advancement of the dragons.

When he steps forward, the dragon loses its chance for growth. No matter how frustrating it was, it was his job to wait.

About three minutes later, the dragon's forehead was sweating, and after five minutes, wrinkles began to spread in his forehead. And finally, the dragon's efforts bear fruit.

With the sound of the starter, the battle gear was stretched out.

Terry Cummings and Harry Giles clapped their hands and cheered, and vows smiled at the dragon's success.

“I got it started. How do we get it to work? ”

“Get into position with bionic energy inside and the battle gear will follow you. ”

The dragon's expression fades.

As soon as the battle gear starts, you feel an empty feeling coming out of your fingertips. But every time you move, you have to use the Force?

He looked at his vows with a look of reluctance.

Seowon slowly shakes his head with a smiling face.

“Even if Inerfos is completely depleted, it will not harm life. ”

The dragon focused its senses on its hands and feet.

The knee of the battle gear rises slowly and stabs the ground forcefully.

< Bang! >

Immediately, the opposite knee hit the floor.

< Bang! >

The dragon focused on moving its battle gear, sweating.

Terry Cummings looks at the dragon with a jealous look on his face. He thought he would learn the force that vows teach him at all costs.

Harry Giles wonders too much as he watches the battle gear move with a blank expression.

“How do you feel? ”

The dragon replied with a crumpled face.

“Damn, I feel like I'm moving 50 meters below sea level. It's too hard.”

The dragon feels the battle gear's movements are too awkward.

Once the movement started, it did not consume as much force as when starting it. However, using the Force to continue acting has exhausted him tremendously. I could see why this lump of iron was running so short. I also understood why the bio-solver who was in the battle gear rested in Bremer's bedroom without revealing himself.

Above all, the action he took was inconsistent with the movement of the battle gear.

His movements and the movement of the battle gear were out of sync, as if the video played on the computer did not match the sound of the screen.

Suddenly, he ordered a vow of silence to watch the dragon's efforts.

“Run!”

The dragon concentrates with its mouth tightly shut. His face was covered in sweat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! >

(thump, thump, thump! Thump, thump! >

The battle gear starts to bounce.

It wasn't fast, but it was a pretty good move for the first time.

The battle gear sprints back to where the shattered bars are.

The face of the dragon sweating like rain was dull.

“Is it that hard? ”

Harry Giles asks, but the dragon does not speak. Out of his tight-knit mouth, a strange thing popped out instead of an answer.

“Woo!!! ”

I was glad I didn't eat anything but water to save food in the bunker.

The dragon who vomited on Cockpit said with an embarrassing look on his face.

“This is so intoxicating. ”

Terry Cummings, who smells sour, frowns.

“Don't let anyone else clean it up and take care of it yourself. ”

Harry Giles agreed with his friend.

“A hangover that my son doesn't even drink.... You think you can sell it at a lower used price? That's a forced private jet. ”

The dragon shakes its head.

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