Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

The ride was the worst, the movement was weird, and the vomiting made the dragon want to get off this lump of iron that smelled bad.

He pulls out another difficult arm to get off the battlefield and then tries to raise his torso. But at that moment, I could feel the sharp gaze of vows. The dragon sensed that things wouldn't work out the way he wanted them to.

A vow ended the call.

“Don't get off! I've had a lot of fun so far. Now I have to work. ”

“Work?”

“We can't break the bunker floor with our bare hands, can we? ”

The dragon's expression was completely distorted.

"You can do much more with your bare hands! ’The dragon wanted to protest. But the dragon couldn't take her vows.

He opens his mouth and screams silently.

After a while, < BANG! Bang! > The sound of the street echoes underground.

Marines scouring the rooftops and floors of the Republic Palace 1, 2 and 3 reported strange noises coming from the building to the top. However, after a short while, the answer was no problem because of the underground facility inspection.

The Marines focus on their mission, ignoring the strange noise.

The thumping noise and vibration continued after the report.

* * *

Al Samad, bound and transported to the command, grits his teeth toward the soldiers who do not take a sip of water.

“Get some water! ”

Terry Cummings slammed his neck with a hiss.

Soldiers laugh at Al Samad instead of listening to him.

“Fuck you. Do you know if this is a hotel room? Crazy bastard.”

A soldier approaches and waves his hand.

Along with a sound, Al Samad's left cheek turns red.

The soldier shoots Al Samad's bloody temples.

“Where are you ordering me to get water? Because I want to blow your head off right now. So keep your mouth shut. ”

Al Samad stares at the soldier and scoffs.

“Hehehehe. Hehehehe. ”

Death is the only thing allowed to the terrorist who tried to kidnap the American government's representative and endangered the American people. Nevertheless, Al Samad seems relaxed, rather than nervous.

Most of the soldiers ignore Al Samad's eerie laughter. However, the soldier who slapped Al Samad on the cheek could not ignore Al Samad's laugh. I felt at ease when I smashed my chin so that I would never laugh again.

He pushes M-4's skull up. But then someone came in with the door open. All the soldiers' movements have halted.

Iraqi commander Mark Kimmet has entered the interrogation room.

“Rest.”

The stiff soldiers' shoulders weaken.

Mark Kimmet, who pretends not to have seen the actions of the soldier who hit the skull, stands in front of Al Samad in a stealthy gait.

You see the prisoner's cheeks swollen, but he pretends not to know it this time.

Al Samad looks at the commander's beady eyes and says:

“Thirsty.”

Mark Kimmet glances at you, and the soldier picks up an aquatic soldier.

Mark Kimmet pulls the bottleneck plug with his hand and hands it over to Al Samad.

Al Samad looks at his handcuffed hands and sticks out his chin. He asked me to feed him.

Mark Kimmet takes a deep breath and takes the Bottle to Al Samad's lips. Al Samad opens his mouth, and he bends his wrist to follow the water.

“!!! ”

Al Samad's furious lips flutter.

Mark Kimmet poured water into the floor without spilling it into Al Samad's mouth.

The water halfway across the room, male Mark Kimmet throws the water bottle over Al Samad's face.

< Puck!!! >

Al Samad, soaked in water bottles, looks to kill Mark Kimmet.

Mark Kimmet said:

“It's the water you wanted. Okay?”

Transports carrying terrorists depart in two days.

Until then, Mark Kimmet has decided to present Al Samad with a tremendous amount of pain.

Al Samad said:

“Get me a lawyer. ”

Mark Kimmet, who lit a cigarette, replied after putting smoke on Al Samad's face.

“I'll sing you whatever you want. After you died. ”

“If you don't call a lawyer, something's gonna happen to you. ”

Mark Kimmet did not even listen to Al Samad's threats.

“Trouble? It's only possible in your dreams. ”

As soon as Mark Kimmet finished speaking, he left the room.

You hear Al Samad scream, but he doesn't look back and moves on his feet.

* * *

Al Uahishi's outfit had changed, leaving the Republic Palace in one piece. He was a typical Iraqi who could be seen everywhere wearing sweaty shirts with his clean tourist clothes off.

He checked the time when a cockroach crawled around and sat in a shabby motel room with exhausted fan wings.

It's been two hours. He hasn't heard from anyone.

As soon as he passed the time, Al Uahizi got up from his chair and went to bed. He grabs the mattress and pushes.

Under the mattress was a 007 bag.

When I opened my bag, a black Thinkpad laptop appeared.

He puts his laptop in his backpack, puts the mattress back in place and leaves the room.

As soon as he exited the motel, he was greeted by a narrow alley that was hard for two to get by. Al Uahizi continues straight down the alley and breaks to the right.

Al Uahizi, who was traveling along an alleyway like a maze of unknown places or not, walked for about 10 minutes and stopped at the red painted gate.

I grabbed the door hook and knocked five times, and someone opened the door inside.

Inside the gate was a small garden and a three-story building.

Al Uahishi went up to the second floor and knocked in the same way in front of a closed visit.

Along with the sound, a small veil at eye level opened.

Al Uahishi pushed a bunch of bills without saying a word into the hidden compartment. A moment later, a white envelope popped out of the screen.

Al Uahishi, who received the envelope, put it in his pocket and came down, opened the red gate and came out into the alley.

He went back the way he came. He goes down to the basement of the building next to the motel where he was staying.

As soon as he entered the basement without a window, Al Uahishi locked his visit with a fluorescent light switch and took out his laptop from his bag to open the top panel.

Once he had logged in with his proficient hand strokes, he connected his phone to his laptop using a communication cable.

When an icon appeared that he could use the Internet through his phone, he tore the envelope.

The envelope contained a black USB memory stick.

He ran the program and plugged the memory stick into the laptop port.

1%, 2%, 6%, 12% ….

The number of transmissions slowly rose.

As soon as the number reached 100%, Al Uahishi unplugged the memory stick and turned off the laptop.

At that time, leading journalists around the world received an anonymous email containing over 100 megabytes of photo files.

< World Government Top Secret! Special stage bio-solvers and gangrene created by the defense plan. And what the government is hiding from the people. The United States government is located in the center of secrets. >

* * *

Bang! Bang! Bang! >

It was awkward at first, but after repeating the same move, I soon got used to it.

The dragon repeats the same move to its death.

At first, I was worried that the Battle Gear's fist might be broken. However, the metal covering the exterior of this chunk of ignorant machinery only scratches, not denting or breaking.

As the expectations of my heart collapsed, the dragon continued to do things with his face down.

At first, there was only loud noise when I hit the floor, and nothing changed. However, as soon as the fist repeatedly hit the floor, the cement powder started to explode, and after a while, the hard cement floor split apart.

After a short while, you hear metal and metal colliding, not the sound of the fist hitting the cement floor.

The exhausted face of the dragon looked at the vows.

“I don't think I can do this anymore. ”

The vow nods.

“Good work. Get some rest. ”

The dragon stretches out into its riding posture without even thinking about getting off the battle gear.

The dragon did its part and deserved rest. But the job isn't done yet.

We also need to sneak the other boat somewhere in this building, including the battle gear on which he rides.

It is the rule of this floor to be held accountable until the end of what has been done. Of course, the rules are set by vows now.

Terry Cummings and Harry Giles stick their tongues out to see where the battle gear's fists strike.

At least ten people close to you have completed a battle gear in less than 10 minutes, requiring a drill and pickaxe. This harmless lump of iron was clearly drawn in front of the eyes of what would happen if placed in the battlefield. In addition, the vow of defeating this dangerous weapon barefoot did not feel human.

The two men who brought the equipment from the power cart carried a lump of hardened cement in their sacks.

Using a shovel to remove the cement, a spiky, flat metal was revealed.

The two felled metal with their heels to find out what was inside.

There was a thump. However, it was a completely different sound than when it hit the floor of ordinary cement.

There must be a lock somewhere to enter the password. The three bent waists looked up.

“Gather around! ”

Harry Giles shouts.

It was not a lock, but I saw a lump of metal protruding out of it.

Harry Giles and Terry Cummings grip the metal block and pull it up with all their might. However, no changes occurred.

The vows that were looking at the two of them tilted their heads. If you've given me that much power and nothing has happened, then you're doing it wrong.

He grabs a block of metal and turns it around. Then, right next to him, < Knuckle! > I heard a voice. It sounded like the lock was unlocked.

You see a small hole in the sound where you can put your hand in and lift it. Harry Giles and Terry Cummings put their fingers in the hole and lift them up.

A black space with ladders revealed itself.

The three people, who didn't have to hesitate, went down using the iron ladder that was installed on the wall.

There was a huge iron gate right in front of the small, stiff space where three people stood. And the door was fitted with a keypad with a number button.

“Pressing this button opens the door. ”

The password was not a lie!

Seowon nodded, looking at the number button. However, after a while, the vow frowned.

He tapped Harry Giles on the shoulder and said,

“You go wake him up. ”

The only one who knows the password is the dragon.

Harry Giles looks up with an embarrassed look on his face as he thinks he has to wake up a fully extended dragon.

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