Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

Oberon looks at the new foreign allies.

They have a long history as soldiers, but he has the most experience dealing with the Beast.

Oberon nods.

“I agree. Those monsters won't have an answer if we look at them and study them on a white day screen." You don't know anything until you bump into it. ”

Seowon told the instructor.

“You hear? What you're teaching us now is the same as the instructor reading the manual and demonstrating it at the Academy of Recruits. Do you think you can think of anything in front of a terrifying creature that you're hurrying to get inside your head? It's better not to know knowledge that is unfamiliar to your body. ”

Jeremy McIntyre, who fought the Beast with a Bionic Soldier and retired from his injuries, trembles with a fist in his hand.

The vows deny SCO's system for 20 years at the expense of countless people.

I wanted to get rid of that jawfish that was making nonsense right away. However, titanium plates embedded in the waist and neck do not allow strenuous operation.

“So how do you plan to deal with that monster who took the lives of five men? ”

Seowon looks at the floating monster on the screen and says, "Of course."

“How? If the tentacle closes its body, it can be cut off, or if it's within attack range, it can be bashed in the head. There's no answer because you're thinking of going with a gun. ”

Close combat with that big, ugly guy?

Everyone who heard the answer of the vow had nothing to say about the great insanity.

The dragons who participated the most in vows and operations were most surprised.

He didn't know who he was talking to.

He was so brave, so ignorant, and so absurd. You are a completely different person from Rattlesnake, who moves in secret under a meticulous plan and stabs the opposing team in the back.

* * *

Due to the scattering of vows, all the theory training that had been scheduled for three days was canceled.

Everyone except Gary Jackson immediately entered the Power Suit Adaptation Training.

An hour's drive from the Upper East Side to an industrial complex just outside of New York was directed to a welding factory.

In a large factory on the first floor, workers carried steel, cut and glued using a welder.

It was an impressive place with loud noise and restless sparks.

No laborer even gave them a look.

The person in charge said:

“We have them under noisy, messy factories to get out of the way. ”

You take an old elevator set up next to the stairs and head underground to greet them with a gigantic, greyed hangar.

“It manages the SCO's power suit. If you succeed in your mission and acquire ownership of the power suit, the storage will be here. ”

Terry Cummings and Harry Giles, who thought the power suit was a collector of cars, reacted violently the first time they heard about it from James Spader. However, they had no choice but to accept the fact that it was impossible to detach the power suit without a dedicated lift.

Five vows, dragons, Terry Cummings, Harry Giles and Oberon followed the guide to the hangar using the iron staircase.

"A three-generation power suit crafted in collaboration with Boeing and General Dynamics, able to fly from 175cm to 2m tall pilots and equip your wrists, shoulders and back with any weapon you want. By amplifying the pilot's bionic energy as a power source……. ”

As the word "bionic energy" appeared, Terry Cummings and Harry Giles' expressions grew brighter as they listened to the announcer's explanation.

Oberon, who read their faces, asks a question instead.

“What is the minimum hemoclonian level for an available pilot? ”

“6,000.”

The Shadow Warrior members, who do not know what their hemoclonian readings are, blink their eyes at the slightest glance.

Oberon looked surprised to those who were ignorant of the fundamentals that Bionic Energy holders should be aware of.

Seowon said.

“What's a hemoclonian? Like hemoglobin? ”

Oberon puts his hand on his forehead.

I never imagined I wouldn't know.

Oberon explained what he knew in short English.

“How do you figure that number out? ”

Answers to Seowon's questions were heard incorrectly from the speakers on the pillars.

“Your hemoclonian readings are complete. ”

* * *

The group is escorted to the large room on the second floor of the hangar.

The large room is filled with unidentified mechanical equipment, and the people in white robes are busy moving and looking at the equipment.

A short man approaches the room with a loud voice as the group huddle around. It sounded like a speaker.

“Welcome to the 'Dock'. I'm Dr. Andrew Lyman. ”

A vow came out.

“Looks like this is where you manage your power suit. ”

“Yes, there are maintenance and updates to the power suit. It's where the new technologies that are developed in the laboratory come first. You can see the gas that was working over there, but the weapons that were developed last week... ”

Seowon stopped speaking to the doctor.

“I want three things. The first is about hemoglobin or something. The second is the gas we need to ride. The third is how it works.”

After checking the numbers on the monitor installed behind him, he said in a mechanical voice.

“We examined your body through a remote hemoclonian scanner and found that only one person can ride in a 3rd generation power suit. ”

A great disappointment strikes the group. Terry Cummings and Harry Giles, who have the shortest duration of Force training, were greatly disappointed. The dragon had the same look on its face as both of you.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to the vows. However, he looked at the wrong person.

“Mr. George Taylor. ”

The designated dragon was startled.

“I... I'm riding?" What about vows? ”

“Mr. Jungwon did not meet the minimum Hemoclodion requirements of the Power Suit Pilot. ”

The vow looks dazed. I did not seem to accept the reality.

There was only one Oberon who understood the situation.

* * *

“Hemoclodiones are small objects that carry bionic energy. Like red blood cells. I think the higher the hemoclonian level, the more powerful it can be. It's kind of like thinking that if the car has a high output, the top speed will be faster. ”

“This is a device similar to a thermal camera. If you take a human body with it, you can see how much hemoclonian there is in the blood. ”

“Our lab found that your hemoclonian levels were in the middle of civilian and bionic solvers. This led to a huge confusion among researchers. ”

“But after further research on you, researchers found interesting results. Most bionic solvents, including myself, have fixed hemoclonian levels. However, your hemoclodion level depends on the situation. ”

“Usually, it was about the same size as a normal person, but when it came to combat, it increased greatly, and when it used the most power on a horse, it failed to scan. ”

Those who heard Oberon's explanation understood what had happened.

Oberon said.

“I think you can control the bionic energy output at your will. ”

The vow nods.

“Should I ask him to scan again? ”

Just when I negotiated with James Spader, my vows were extremely curious about the power suit. However, after learning how to mount uncomfortable things, my curiosity disappeared.

What I disliked the most was that when a person boards the suit, it fills an empty space between the pilot and the suit with specially made liquids.

The instructor said the pilot's bionic energy was meant to transfer to the suit without loss, and that it was a liquid that mitigated external shocks, but the vows had no intention of replacing the body with a liquid that had no idea what it was.

The vow shakes its head.

“Never mind. It's just awkward to try it on. ”

The dragon stood still.

“You can't enter the Dead Zone unless you're wearing a power suit. I heard that if you inhale a floating spore, your body explodes. Are you planning on wearing a mask? ”

Seowon stared at the dragon with a puzzled expression.

“I was fine. ”

“Yes, he had no problem breathing in the Dead Zone. ”

Surprised people stare at the vows as if they were monsters.

* * *

Becoming the sole passenger of the power suit, the dragon entered the training of how to operate and adapt the power suit.

The dragon did not struggle to adapt as it did not differ significantly from the way the battle gear operated.

The instructor who taught the dragon is Elongated Wonderful! Greg! ’I cried.

The instructor was surprised that none of the Bionic Soldiers he had trained had ever adapted as quickly as a dragon.

After three days of training, the Dragon's battle gear limit was set to one hour. It meant that his bionic energy was only an hour of battery capacity.

Oberon boarded a much less efficient second-generation suit, but was able to move for more than three hours.

The absolute amount of force was also above Oberon, but the difference in experience could not be ignored.

A power suit that has been running in the hangar for a long time walks to the lift.

The lever protrudes from the lift and grabs the arm and leg just in time for the power suit to stand.

The revolutionary change in the third-generation power suit was armor.

In the second generation, armor that had been a hard and heavy metal had been replaced by a soft and resilient material for three generations.

The pilots welcomed this change because their defense against the external blow was low, but more maneuverability was gained.

Oberon could not conceal his envy, looking at the dragon's power suit, which was moving much smoother than his.

However, the change in armor prevented the 3rd generation power suit from standing up. You definitely needed a lift to secure it, and getting on and off the pilot was even more tricky than the previous generation.

At the end of the latch on the lift, the torso of the power-suit tilts forward.

A dedicated piece of equipment that looks like a mechanical arm is attached to the back of a power suit. You hear a sound like loosening the bolt, and a moment later, your back is split into 1.

Like a sneaking suit in a vow, a dragon dressed tightly to the skin from toe to head came down from the power suit with the help of engineers.

As the vows approached, the dragon spit on the ground.

It was a liquid that looked like a gel. The dragon shakes its head.

“Damn, I don't think so. ”

“What?”

“This gel! They explained to me that they were transferring my Force Energy to the Power Suit, but I don't think so. I think he's forgetting everything in the middle. ”

* * *