Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

A small commotion caused by three men in the morning at the St. Bernard Grove house was concluded by a mobile phone borrowed from a kind woman.

Just as the man in the spacesuit waited nearby after a short call of less than 30 seconds, three black vehicles came running after less than five minutes.

The newspaper delivery boy and the woman holding Jimmy in her arms watched three men disappear with a deaf look on her face.

The boy said.

“I don't think I'll believe it if I tell my friends. ”

“I don't think I'd believe it if I told my husband and kids. ”

After the three SUVs disappeared like ghosts, the boy glanced at his bike standing by the gate.

The boy was furious when a bunch of rubber bands in the back caught his eye.

“Ma'am, I think I should go. ”

The boy strokes Jimmy's head and runs to the bike. However, when he saw another group of cars appearing at the alley entrance, he instinctively felt that something he did not know was hidden from him today.

A white van slammed in front of the boy who was about to pedal with his hands on the bicycle handle.

When the van's door opens, the men in black suits roar.

A man approaches and puts his hand on the boy's shoulder.

“We have a place to go. ”

The boy shakes his head firmly.

“No, we have to turn the newspaper around. Otherwise, this month's allowance... ”

The boy could not finish. It was because the hand with the black gloves lifted the boy's body wrongfully. The boy cries out in a loud, throbbing voice. However, the scream was blocked by one hand.

No one heard the boy scream. Instead, the scream of the woman hugging the dog echoes through the residential streets.

The men in suits move erratically. However, Labrador Retriever bares his white teeth and barks loudly to prevent strangers from approaching him.

A fluorescent light flashes on the neighbor's house in a sudden commotion. The window of the house across the street opens, and a sleepless face looks out.

A man pulls a syringe out of his chest and sticks it into Jimmy's body. Within seconds, Jimmy's body sags.

The woman reaches out for Jimmy. But it's getting away from Jimmy.

A neighbor notices something strange as he looks out and shouts in his pajama wind.

“What are you doing there! What are you guys!!! ”

The suits look around in embarrassment. People living in neighborhoods are approaching where they are. Only then did they realize the mistakes they made.

I thought only of the witnesses of Bionic Soldier, but I forgot that this was the busiest time resident of the day. In addition, there was one more fact that they forgot.

It was the fact that they were caught on someone's viewfinder that should never have been photographed.

The suit 1, who was dragging the woman, looked at the sunglasses and asked.

“What do we do, sir? ”

The sunglasses glanced left and right and then ordered.

“Call for backup at HQ! ”

He took his ID out of his arms and brought it to the villagers.

Residents fixed their gaze on the ID that the sunglasses pulled out.

“I'm from a government agency. These two witnesses of a major incident.... ”

At that moment, the gray-haired man hurriedly ran home and ran out with a long stick.

“Fraudsters, don't move! ”

The suits' eyes grew big as a bubble.

“Special Containment Organization? I've been with the FBI for 20 years, and I've never heard of a government agency like that! ”

The villagers surround the suits.

The situation grew unstoppable.

* * *

“There was a kidnapping this morning in a residential area in New Orleans. ”

“Residents who witnessed the abduction of women in their 40s and elementary school students suddenly showed up boldly……. ”

“According to a neighbor who told me he was working for the FBI, today's kidnapping incident was very organized……. ”

James Spader, who was watching the news from the television, listens to the remote and turns it off.

Three cell phones on the desk and two landlines cried loudly. But he ignores the crying phone like crazy.

He had not yet decided what to tell people about the situation.

The quarantine team's mistake was not yesterday's. As they deal directly with outsiders, they have caused the most accidents. But today's mistake was not something we could easily overcome. It wasn't easy to cover up. There were so many witnesses, even the police. Moreover, there were two situations at stake that were of great value to the United States. Kids and dogs.

The announcer spoke like a excited person, and the FBI end staff, who held a gun and tied the isolation team's feet, was as energized to the neck as the person who solved the big case. The police who found weapons and drugs in the quarantine team's car were horrified as if they had raised a large number.

The three men who were on site had to step up to clear up the case. But the moment they stepped forward, the secret that had been hard to keep until now was revealed. In particular, a pledge of no allegiance to the SCO is like a time bomb when it will explode. Putting him in front of the media is like committing suicide.

James Spader, who was cornered by the integration of the Internet, the media and ordinary citizens, looked at the silent screen and shook his head. It didn't seem easy to build a dream team of Boston and New York lawyers, just like the old days.

Always hide behind curtains. He had no intention of acknowledging anything until the crisis of disconnection in the United States.

Deny Everything.

He remembered the principle shared by all heads of U.S. intelligence dealing with confidentiality: he opened his desk drawer and took out a satellite phone that was only used in special cases. He thought the White House was the only way to overcome this crisis.

James Spader's eyes, which pressed the power button on the satellite phone that was switched off, were fixed on the television screen. The screen was illuminating in front of the hospital where a child and a woman who had almost been abducted were admitted.

James Spader kicks his tongue. You admitted people who didn't even sneeze just because they were victims. It seemed like a waste of tax money to him.

Suddenly, the screen changed.

Instead of screens of the New Orleans Memorial Hospital's landscape, the entrance to a glass hospital appeared on television. The giant turnstiles in the lobby slowly move, revealing the woman and child holding hands.

Dozens of camera flashes exploded.

The child frowned and covered his eyes with his hands. The woman looked at the child and slowly walked towards the black sedan waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

The journalists surrounding you seemed to be asking questions. But James Spader didn't hear a word. He did not turn up the volume because he would have had a lack of imagination to ask the current state of the body or the current situation.

While trying to move my gaze to a powered phone, my child and woman were closed up. He picks up the remote control and presses the mute button to get a closer look at the two faces and the scene.

“How did the kidnappers get close? ”

“What is the current state of your puppy? ”

“Aren't they physically intimidating? ”

The crowded reporters asked me a question.

The nervous woman answered the question with a stammering voice, and the child looked overwhelmed by a strange situation. The warnings from the SCO agents inside the hospital seemed to work.

The correct explanation was difficult, and the woman gestured with both hands and explained the situation at that time.

I think there was a misunderstanding. They weren't trying to kidnap themselves, they were trying to protect themselves from the secondary damage caused by the gas explosion in the sewers.

When the hand of the woman who was holding it a moment ago disappeared, the child bowed his head.

Looks like the threat from the agents worked. However, even the imagination of a father getting fired from work at that age will send a storm through his head.

James Spader nods slowly. The first one was somehow prevented from SCO. The second will be the FBI's word of mouth, and the third will stand up directly at the White House to explain it to the people.

The president's endorsement rate may drop slightly, but it is recoverable once the CIA and SCO are in place.

The camera closed up the child.

James Spader's eyes narrowed as he looked at the screen. James Spader's body leans toward the television.

It was a mistake in his mind that he thought the child would be agitated by the threat of an SCO agent.

The child was not shaking his head. He was lowering his head to see what was in his hand.

“No!!! ”

James Spader screams unknowingly.

The child's hand on the screen was covered with a patch from the Shadow Warrior.

* * *

Three people arrived at the hotel rented entirely from the SCO and were escorted to the conference room.

Nick Drake and Justin Anderson look at their vows with hesitation. That grumpy Asian guy says, "No! 'I felt like I was going to leave the hotel. Luckily, the vows followed the instructions of the SCO agent.

There is a table in the small conference room, and two SCO agents stand up and greet them.

“Well done.”

The two who were tired nodded their heads. The vow sat in a chair with no reaction.

The man said with his butt against the chair.

“Then let me ask you a question about what happened in the Deadzone. ”

He looked at the man and woke up without a word.

The surprised man stood in the way of the vow.

“I don't belong to the SCO. ”

The man who was born and raised in Germany was American, but unfortunately was close to German in that he was not flexible.

A man who went through the Navy and FBI intercepted the vows with his body.

“No. Please follow the procedure.”

Justin Anderson hurries to stop the man. But the hands of vows were much faster than that.

Seowon lightly raised his hand and pushed the man to his side. The man flies like a man hit by the Hulk's fist, hitting the wall, and falls unconscious.

“I just followed you here to get my room number, and now you want me to follow procedure? ”

Seowon stared at the man sitting on the chair.

The man with the cold eyes gave me his room number while trembling.

Seowon opened the door and went out.

What worries me ends with a sigh deep in Nick Drake's belly.

Who can stop him?

No teacher, no James, no him. No matter how much I thought about it, there was no answer.

* * *

A vow from the conference room leads to a room where his luggage is stored.

He takes a beer out of the fridge and showers for 30 minutes.

I couldn't stop singing.

It wasn't supposed to knock him out. I was going to use the Force to make a slight threat. However, the force that had reached Stage 5 without even knowing it blew up a man of unbelievably healthy stature.

After the shower, Seowon ordered food for room service, then changed his clothes and packed his things.

After I put all my belongings in the duffel bag I brought, the meal I ordered arrived.

600 grams of spinach steak, salad, and the proud sword of New Orleans.

Seowon smiled sadly at the food.

I didn't think of anything when I ordered it, but I couldn't help but think of kimchi, white rice, and soju on the side of pork belly. Even though I had lived abroad for a long time, the soul food that stimulated my mind was the same.

Seowon thought he should definitely hire a Korean chef when he returns to Iraq while dipping his steak in sauce. No, I thought it would be okay to stop by Korea and rest for a few days on the way back to Iraq. I need to meet Kwon Oh Hyun because of Beast's by-product disposal problem anyway.

After finishing his meal, he drank another can of beer to soothe his senses and lay down in bed.

It was only by the deep fatigue of the continuous battles that I found him.

* * *

After washing his hands, he left the room with a duffel bag on his shoulder.

I was distracted by the unsolved dark blood. However, the vows that thought that staying here would only bother me for a long time forced me to take a step.

Seowon asked me to go to the counter and call a taxi to the airport.

The hotel staff was busy and answered the phone.

The vow tilted its head. Why are you so surprised I called you a cab? Has what you did to him been made public to the hotel staff? Those bastards...

The staff member told me that the taxi had arrived and the vows crossed the lobby.

The eyes of men dressed as SCO agents focused on the vows. But no one could think of stopping him.

Seowon opened the dark-sunted door, ignoring the men's gaze.

At that moment, I was halfway out of my mind because of my fatigue.

Dozens of people with cameras and microphones rush at him.

* * *