Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

The ceiling cracked and the cameras on the walls began to be smashed.

When the sloter appeared and caused a commotion, the dust made the screen so messy that it was almost as messy. The staff at HBO and Heavens Gate in charge of the shooting got tired of their faces.

They did their best to make a good painting somehow. But there was nothing I could do here. All I could believe was the camera on three people's bodies.

Operations Control was a similar situation.

It was the first time an operation has not been communicated like this. The vows were cut off, and the dragon and Oberon only had the necessary conversations. I couldn't help but watch.

John considers himself helpless, turning his gaze to the outside.

He focused on identifying the outside situation through a conversation with MI-6 Director Kirk Ashford while minimizing communication with agents.

“The prime minister will be here in 20 minutes. ”

Kirk Ashford's eyebrows twitch.

“Isn't this a disaster zone? ”

Kirk Ashford sighs as if the ground were dying.

“Phew... That's right. So civilian access is under control. With Black Lotus in place and the contract to Heavens Gate, the Prime Minister seems confident in defeating the Beast. They're coming in helicopters, not just for the prime minister, but also for politicians and senior officials. ”

“The Beast is going crazy down here. It's dangerous. We have to block access. ”

“Politicians' greed is unimaginable. This is my guess. Tony Blair is going to have a big press conference in front of him with Beast's body out. There are over 500 reporters outside the control area right now. ”

I felt like going out there with my gun and threatening to shoot a helicopter to keep it away from me. But John had neither the right nor the authority.

John closes his eyes to the thought of meeting Tony Blair, who is about to show up smoking like a man who has done everything.

* * *

Seowon grabs the wire and climbs over his head while the slotter stops moving. He fixes the wire with his left hand and puts his right hand on the holster to remove the pistol.

At that moment, a flame erupted from everywhere with the sound of thunder.

< Bang, bang!! Bang, bang!!! Bang, bang, bang!!! >

The slotter hits the cannonball cannonball, howling for a long time and raising its head up like a cobra. However, for sloters over 20 meters, the ceiling of the cavity was too low.

Sloter's head slams into the ceiling with a loud bang.

Excellent piles of dirt and rubble fall from the cracked ceiling.

< Grrrrrrrrrrrrrghhh!!! >

The vow that climbed on the sloter's head hurled him down just before it hit the ceiling. Every time the slotter moves, the vows hanging from the titanium wire are in jeopardy.

“Ugh!”

The wire around your wrist tightens and gives you a lot of pain.

If it weren't for the battle gloves and the sneaking suit on the inside, the wrist would have been cut by a sharp wire.

This vow of abuse grabs the wire and tries to go up. But then another thunderstorm erupts and the sloter screams. The body of the vow flew away.

“Ugh!!! ”

A battle glove made of carbon cracked. I didn't think I could make it a few times. Before that, I had to stop shooting.

“Don't let them shoot!!! ”

A busy dragon and Oberon waits for a vow to be fired, avoiding the boulder falling from above. But when the order came through to stop shooting Black Lotus instead of firing, he couldn't help but notice the ground.

It didn't matter why vows told Blacklotus to stop firing. It was because the trust they had in their vows was believable even when they shook hands with their kidneys.

“What do I do? ”

“I don't know.”

“Just run! ”

The two of them began to run towards the location captured on the display in a foaming noise that would make their head dizzy with the crumpled dust out of sight.

* * *

It was the first crisis I've faced since I encountered the Beast here.

The battle gloves on the left wrist were about to be crushed. The wire around the wrist digs into the flesh, and the Force looks down. The body cannot move freely with the wind in the air, and with the scattered slater of steel bullets flying from all sides, his body is shaken like a willow tree in a storm.

However, even in this precarious situation, the vows did not waver a bit. While he breathes a short breath out of his mouth, he waits for his movements to sink with his sinking eyes.

It was the winner's mentality that enabled all of this.

Mark Twain said:

Mind Over Matter.

It's all about the mind.

Seowon realized the ultimate meaning of this sentence was in purgatory, not over a decade of military life.

If you do not panic even in this perilous situation, you will never die if you can believe without a doubt that your victory is doomed.

“Kill one! ”

“Me, too!"

Based on the information the Force has given us, it seems that the two of you won't be able to take the lives of the Black Lotus, but only the weapons.

The sound of explosions exploding from everywhere starts to diminish. Sloter's movements in the uproar also begin to wane.

The vow waits for a moment when the motion of the sloter completely stops.

* * *

Oberon should be able to disable the Black Lotus' power suit. You deployed a booster, approached it at top speed, attacked it with tackle, then took its weapon and smashed its weapon.

The Black Lotus' power suit screams whales with its external speakers. But Oberon had no idea what they were talking about.

Of course, the opponent resisted.

Two power-suits tangle together and a close encounter ensues. However, the close combat did not last long.

Disable the power suit is simple. Destroy the part of the head where the sensors are gathered. If the front display goes down, the pilot can do nothing.

After rolling the ground a few times, Oberon pierces the opponent's head with an awl for melee combat mounted in the hands of an American third-generation power suit.

Oberon, who first encountered a foreign power suit, was strangely engulfed by his easily broken opponent.

‘What the hell, guys? Why are you so weak? ’

The opposing Pokémon's movements seem to be half-beat slow, and the amount of output they feel in their opposing bodies seems to be only 70-80%.

I thought it would feel like this when a soldier fights against a junior high student who has no military education.

After neutralizing one, Oberon leaps forward to the next.

* * *

The shooting stops, and the screaming of the sloter stops.

A vow swaying like a pearl hung from a wire, using trace amounts of force and centrifugal force, he quickly climbed over Sloter's head. It was a subtle body control you could see in the circus.

He still grabs the wire with his left hand, raising his right hand.

Like humans, the Beast's head region is protected by the strongest bones in the body. At his current force level, it's not even possible to puncture a skull. Therefore, the vows aimed for the part that was presumed to be the back of the head instead of the head that was protected by a hard upper and bone.

His hands glow faint blue as he pulls up the remaining force on the lower ship.

“Hiya!”

The right hand of a vow, shaped like an eagle's claw, dug into the upper of the back neck of the sloter.

< Rrrrghhhhh! >

The sloter howls. However, the right hand that is inserted into the wire and the sloter's body keeps the vow steady.

As soon as Sloter's body stops pounding, the vow pulls out his right hand.

< Phew!!! > With sound, the green bodily fluids soared like fountains, with his hands hanging what was thought to be upper, muscles, and bundles of nerves.

He discards what is in his right hand and quickly grabs the wire connected to the jeopardized left hand battle glove with his right hand. Then, empty-handed, he finally pulls out a large pistol from Holster.

Inferno ruled by the Force.

What if there were gunpowder weapons there?

The vows were assured.

If only one 9mm Beretta, which is the most common among U.S. troops and police officers, had just fallen into purgatory, their chances of survival would have been at least twice as high.

People are empowered just by the fact that they have a weapon to help them. It allows me to take one step further in the worst situation.

Weapons are more useful for confidence than physical attacks.

As I felt the cold sensation of the pistol, the confidence of the pledge rose.

He shoves a spicy pistol that looks like a man's forearm into the wound of the sloter. He warns his colleagues before pulling the trigger.

“Careful. Don't try to attack. Avoid at all costs. ”

< Kuang!!! >

The reactions in your hands suggest that you have more destructive power than Desert Eagle. Immediately, the slotter stops moving.

< Kuang!!! >

With one more shot, he lunges for what he can see.

Abigail started.

The huge battle gear is torn in half. The shield was useless. The Black Lotus machine equipment was destroyed. The engineers disappeared into the sloter's mouth.

While Sloter's head was attacking the creature in front of him, his tail flew into the walls and ceiling of the cavity. The wall that was supporting the tunnel collapses and the crack in the ceiling grows larger.

The vows chose not to attack, but to stay as close to the body as possible.

As she screamed for a long time, the head of the sloter, which was shaking all over her body, suddenly lowered, and a boiling sound came from her neck.

< Grrrrrrrgh! >

In front of you are the Black Lotus Power Suits, facing this way with their backs against the wall. It was Jang Da-way, the leader of the Masonry Resistance.

The vows were conflicted.

Leave the Lotus in front of you and watch the Black Lotus die, or we'll change course.

Then I heard the dragon's voice.

“Careful. The Chinese could use a swarm of horseshoes we manipulated and killed because we stopped the fire.“ ”

“I don't care. The camera on my body is not a foam. ”

The slotter moves.

As I felt my body sagging, I felt the wall in front of me rushing forward, and suddenly I pulled the trigger.

< Kuang!!! >

Sloter's body flinches momentarily. Taking a break, he managed to get close enough to avoid the body.

Sloter's mouth sticks completely into the wall, striking the wall with a loud bang.

Seowon looks over the ceiling and sends a radio to the ground.

“John, did something happen on the ground? ”

“The Prime Minister has arrived at Christopher Church. ”

Christopher Church. Tony Blair waterboarded himself.

The expression on the vow flashes as you find the perfect place for the end of the sloter.

He squeezes his left hand so the pistol points down and pulls the trigger.

< Kuang!!! >

You hear a cannon blast that is hard to believe to be a pistol.

Slotter makes his way through the wall.

The vows commanded my colleagues.

“See you up there! ”

* * *