Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

Human technology is amazing. But at the same time, it is so stupid. In particular, the field of energy production and power transfer has not changed fundamentally since the Industrial Revolution.

Almost 150 years have passed, but the automotive engines developed in the late 1800s and the current engine structure are no different. The only difference is that the number of cylinders and air inputs increased the output and the fuel input adjusted to increase the fuel cost.

Humans say their technology is changing the world for the better, but the thermal efficiency of engines fitted to more than a billion cars rolling around the world is only 30 percent.

A lot of engineers were sticking together, and vows were like, "This is the power suit that makes all the difference."

The dragon said, pulling the gel from its body with his bare hands.

“I think I'm reacting a little late. In terms of mobility, I think battling gear is better. Why don't engineers say anything about this? ”

A vow of grief from the dragon grins.

“So you're not going into the Dead Zone? ”

“What are you talking about! We have to go in!”

As the dragon leaps forward, the vow strokes the dragon's head, one head larger than itself.

If someone else touched the head, the dragon would not stand still. Strangely, though the vows touched my head, I did not feel bad. It was because I felt that my grandfather, who was much older than me, adored my grandson.

“Can a gun really defeat that monster? ”

The vow shakes its head.

“Maybe we can catch the weak. As the Force advances, you can even power bullets, but you'd better swing your fists if you're going to do something that annoying. ”

Through a short conversation in the vow, the dragon felt like he had found a way forward.

While his colleagues are obsessed with stronger firepower guns, he struggles to train in the flesh, looking for martial artists. Although the details were different, he smiled brightly at the feeling that the direction he had chosen was not wrong.

* * *

Located in the SCO's headquarters, Brooklyn is famous for its slums. Recently, however, as urban renewal was underway, the city was rapidly changing.

James Spader hurriedly came to Washington because of the World Trade Center incident, shaking his head as he looked out the window at Brooklyn's narrow streets.

Luxury cars and suits need to be in the heart of New York to be freed from people's gaze. However, when a long, black car passes through this neighborhood full of dirty graffiti, people think it's a gang of drug dealers or mobsters.

He suggested to his superiors how many times that the SCO's headquarters should be moved. However, those with a negative view of SCO eating a huge budget did not give permission. So the people who were breaking up with the budget were now 180 degrees different.

"Fools! ’

Fools only wake up when the crisis is upon them.

Those who said they had to cut SCO budgets, changed their attitudes when the World Trade Center was in crisis. But raising your budget now won't help you kill monsters. Only the stupidest mercenaries are fed. Soon, of course, those mercenaries will vomit out everything they've eaten.

As James Spader entered the conference room, the people who were sitting together stood up.

He looks around at the attendees and sits down.

James Spader ordered me to look at the man who had been humiliated by the vow.

“Proceed.”

It was a cold, overwhelming voice that was completely different from what I had to deal with vows.

A man in a silver suit stood up in his seat.

“I have three problems. The first is a tactical problem with Human Spiders. Second, the Dead Zone of mercenaries. The third is about repairing mercenaries. ”

“Start with the easiest one to handle. ”

“Let me start with a bionic solution, codename Oberon, from Korea. The South Korean government has requested the sale of a third-generation power suit for Oberon's remuneration. ”

In this visit to Washington, James Spader was commissioned to power the Power Suit, Bionic Soldier and Beast. He asked the silver suit a question.

“Which of our equipment would you most like to import from the ROK Department of Defense? ”

“F-35 from Lockheed Martin. ”

“Why?”

“Needless to say, it's a powerful air war. Computer simulations show that the ROK military's main fighter F-15 can take on up to eight by itself. ”

“What's the price?"

“Approximately 120 million dollars. ”

James Spader thought for a moment and said,

“The suit is 150 million dollars a piece. Tell them all the maintenance equipment, including the lift, is $500 million. All costs, including manpower, would be roughly $1 billion or less. ”

James Spader, who spit out an enormous amount without much calculation, instructed his hand to move on to the next issue. Importing and exporting strategic weapons with astronomical costs was so easy to determine.

“The following discussion concerns the entry of the dead zone of mercenaries. Five people were scheduled to be deployed at the beginning, but two were due to the inadequacy of the pilot of the power suit. ”

I remembered the smile on James Spader's face.

“Why don't we just let them in? What's the problem?”

“Because of the lack of bionic energy, the Garden where the power-suit went up in flames. He insists on entering the Dead Zone barefoot without any safety equipment. ”

“We don't have to stop him if he's going to die on his own. Next!”

With James Spader's cruel decisions, the silver suit swells its cheeks unwittingly.

After taking a deep breath, he turns his eyes to the documents in his hands.

“They are refusing to teach us all the tactics we have prepared. ”

“Haha. Hahahahaha!!! ”

James Spader grins as he grabs the boat.

You ignorant, stupid mercenaries!

If you die under contract, you will not receive any compensation. He was overjoyed by the behavior of mercenaries who forfeited their own money.

* * *

Underground in the World Trade Center.

Two more power suits over two meters and an ordinary tall man enter the darkness.

After getting out of the car and walking for about 10 minutes, the three of them had no conversation.

The dragon was distracted by the movement of the power suit, and Oberon was distracted by how to deal with the Human Spider. And the vows had no idea.

Seowon joyfully walked up the mountain, waving a big club in his hand.

The people who were watching through the camera in the situation room looked at their vows with a look of understanding.

They ask the Shadow Warrior crew in a headset, looking nervous.

“I've never seen anyone so nervous. Is that really his style? ”

Gary Jackson looks embarrassed. It was because I had never seen such a vibrant vow before.

“I-I don't know. He's far from nervous, but he looks so excited.... ”

SCO operatives shake their heads as they look at the vow of walking, wiggling a human tall metal rod with an elongated blade on their back. But they missed something. It was the fact that the metal bars that the vows were shaking lightly weighed over 20 kilograms.

When the big metal door appeared, the three stopped walking.

Seowon said to the headset.

“Password.”

After entering the eight-digit password given to him in the Situation Room, he turns the heavy handle on the door.

Servants entering isolation rooms that block external air and purify contaminants wore protective clothing, as worn by people at the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC). It was to protect the body from disinfectants that would be sprayed shortly.

“Do I have to do this for money? ”

The dragon stares at the vow with a blank expression.

Seowon had a thorough knowledge of the organization's conducting system and system, not to his age. Even when the decision was delayed, the situation returned unwanted, but unlike other mercenaries, he remained calm at all times without causing any pain. But a vow in New York could not find its old self.

Rather than calm down, I was excited somewhere, and I kept rushing.

The dragon desperately prayed that his old, faithful vows would return.

After the air was exhausted, clean air was introduced at the end of the spray.

When the green button on the door illuminated, the vows ran to the door first.

Push the button! The metal door opens to the side with a sound.

Seowon took off his mask and threw off his protective clothing like a excited child.

* * *

Purple, floating green or blue spores, depending on the angle of view.

The vows that gave me a soft feeling on my feet and the air that gives me a humid and squishy feeling, smiled faintly.

It was a place of purgatory that I wanted to leave so badly.

In Seoul, I didn't feel much pressure to deal with the ninjas and the Beast quickly, but it was a pleasure to see you again.

“A dragon aims only at the Beast's face with a gun. When the tentacles wrap around me, Oberon will hold me back. ”

“I heard the Tentacle's strength is of steel. Will the Tentacle be cut off by that sword?" ”

“If it doesn't work with a knife, you can hit it with a club. Worry about what already? ”

A vow that was too simple to call a coping tactic smiled at the dragon.

Before entering the Dead Zone, the dragon slowly nods, receiving a secret instruction from a vow.

His instructions were to shoot down the cameras on all sides as soon as he met the Beast.

Of course, the process should be done naturally without being seen. It wasn't like that for him who held a gun for decades.

The dragon walked carefully, checking the information on the visor display.

“Bionic energy detected 500 meters ahead. ”

The vows stopped.

He tapped the chest of the dragon and Oberon and threw the headset over his head.

For decades and centuries, he has been dealing with the Solo Beast, and his telecommunications equipment, which has focused on advanced technology, has been a major setback.

The vow that threw the headset made its way to the deep blue darkness.

The dragon and Oberon followed behind a vow.

* * *

“Oh my……. ”

“What's wrong with him? Are you crazy? ”

The people who saw the journeys of the vows through the camera were greatly surprised, saying one thing at a time.

Gary Jackson, Terry Cummings and Harry Giles were surprised as well. But they thought there must be a reason for the vows.

The three of them focused on the monitor with their hands together.

James Spader, who was staring at the monitor alone in a separate room, felt ominous about the actions of a vow he couldn't understand.

Man is a highly common animal. Even if people behave spontaneously, more than 80% of their actions are in common sense. However, the actions of vows in New York go against our common sense.

He takes off his glasses and puts his face close to the monitor.

‘I'm going to bleed to death in a moment.... ’

* * *

The visor's display shows a red number of 30%.

The number went up to 88% as they walked by.

That means 88 percent air pollution. No normal person can breathe naturally here. But the vows seemed so comfortable.

The energy location, represented by 500 meters, has decreased to 200 meters.

I stopped walking as soon as I got 200 on how I knew the vows. Then I pulled the knife out of the knife shaft on my back. A knife obtained when you killed a Korean ninja.

Seowon holds a knife in his left hand and a metal rod in his right hand.

He turns around and nods at the two of you.

The dragon and Oberon bend slightly to prepare for the next move.

At that time, the body of the vow shook slightly and hurled forward at a tremendous speed.

Oberon follows his vows without hesitation.

The surprise dragon quickly found the location of the camera on the display.

The giant gun in your hand begins to vomit out loud.

* * *