Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

At 10 o'clock, a light was applied to the building.

Apart from a few offices, the popularity of all buildings was lost when the lights went out.

At 3 in the morning, the eyes of the vow opened.

He quietly got out of bed, took off all his underwear and pulled out the black clothes from the duffel bag.

A suit with a single upper and lower body and a specially crafted zip fastening up to the neck. And I put a mask on the back of my neck.

After returning, he looks outside with his ears to the wooden door.

Sound has already identified the number of patrols, the time of patrol, etc. since the beginning of the fire. However, a double check and a triple check before entering into actual work are the basic checks for safety.

He checked the time with his watch.

3: 12 a.m.

Patrolman crosses this corridor between approximately 15 and 17 minutes.

It is best to leave the room before they arrive here.

It is because the sound of metal hinges that occur when closing a visit stimulates the hearing of a person.

After grabbing the handle, he pulls it up slightly and pulls.

There are no scratching noises, thanks to the lubricant pre-painted on the hinges and clamps.

Carefully closing his visit, he moves silently towards the first target point.

The hallway without windows was so dark that it couldn't see an inch in front of it without a flash light.

However, his eyes had already adapted to the darkness and did not experience much difficulty in distinguishing things.

After changing into a sneaking suit, he lowers his torso lightly and slowly moves.

The most cautious thing to do when moving in the dark is not to take drastic action.

You can leave your body in the darkness and move slowly to where it flows.

When you move in harmony with the darkness, you feel the skin around you.

It is not something you know with your head. Feel it in your body.

Sense rather than reason, intuition rather than analysis.

However, modern people are afraid of the dark and light a fire to drive out the darkness.

Darkness is natural.

It was winter when I wore this sneaking suit in Korea. I didn't feel much hot or cold. However, the average temperature here is 25 degrees.

After about a minute wearing clothes attached to my body, I sweated on my back plate.

This suit, which was sent to Oh-hyun Chemistry Lab, has been shown to be capable of installing a variety of additional equipment.

Researchers have reported that satellites can download information about targets, aid in targeting weapons, and artificially enhance strength devices.

The vows were just mourning and tasting.

It is because it is expected that mechanical assistance will fill the inadequate inner force. But the suit's basic capabilities were a big help to him.

The ability to minimize sound on the move, fundamental bulletproof performance (of course, when hit head-on at close range, a hole in the suit), and speed enhancement to enable smooth movement were like having wings attached to him, especially in this darkness.

Except he didn't like the suit.

because it was so attached to the body that it looked like a superhero in a cartoon.

Every time I looked in the mirror, I felt embarrassed and my face turned red.

The vows stopped in front of the warehouse, making sure that no one was in the hallway.

He pulls the lockpick out of his pocket.

A key that is loyal to cost savings. This is why it is easy to infiltrate a military facility if you can avoid the eyes of a patrol.

The vows that enter the warehouse lock the door and examine the ceiling.

As expected, there was a tightly fastened vent with eight bolts.

Faucets that are frequently cleaned by humans are not bolted.

It was evidence that few people were looking for this place.

He stepped on the shelf and reached the ceiling, leaning back and loosening the cross bolts on the vent grill with a Swiss Army knife.

It looks so easy in movies. However, it is difficult for anyone to endure their weight with just the strength of their legs and waist.

No matter how strong the vows were, I could not sweat.

I opened my eyes here and practiced steadily. But it took him more time to reach his desired Stamina and Strength Level.

When all eight bolts were loosened, the vow carefully grabbed hold of the vent grill with both hands.

He lands silently on the ground, hiding the vent grill out of sight and raising his body.

The black hole in the ceiling gestures to welcome him in.

I sighed deeply.

It is not pleasant to stoop to a dusty space. Moreover, a man of such good stature does not like a narrow enough place to cause fear of closure.

If there was another way, vows would have chosen it. However, it is hard to find a way to stay out of sight as much as a fan vent and leave no trace.

The vow of ascension to a metal vent slowly crawled up using its knees and elbows.

If you crawl around in a stubborn dark and narrow space, you lose your sense of direction. But nothing mattered to him who had lived in no sun, no map, no compass, no Google Map.

The main installation path of the vent is centered on the corridor.

He raises his target point in his mind, teasing his arms and legs diligently.

When I reached my destination, I noticed the downward installed vent grill.

A dark place with no people.

Seowon found an open switch to draw the vent with his finger, hoping that the vent would not be bolted.

The vent slowly opened down with a sound of < cough! >.

The body of the vow slipped into the office.

The office was a mess.

On the table, there were maps and documents, and cigarette ash on the floor.

I noticed cold coffee and an empty beer bottle.

It was evidence of violent debate here last night.

Seowon didn't even pay attention to the 13-inch monitor where the green cursor flashed.

In 2001, you computerized everything in Colombia that was operational?

That computer is just an interior.

The gaze of the vows was on the table.

Documents written in Spanish that didn't know what they meant didn't draw his attention.

He stops the flash from leaking out and then shines it over the map.

I noticed the points on the map marked with a thick sign-in pen and a picture of the person.

“What is this? ”

The woman in the photo was definitely Senator Bethany Crewe.

But she was smiling brightly among those in FARC Revolutionary clothing.

Healthy complexion and a bright smile.

No matter how much I looked again, this was not the appearance of a hostage.

Lightning struck the head of the vow.

Are you sure this is the Colombian Secret Service Go-Stop?

How does the Colombian government benefit from this?

How does the U.S. government benefit?

And what's in it for FARC?

The vows disappeared into the darkness of the ceiling after enclosing all three areas marked on the map.

* * *

The mission briefing that was canceled the day before resumed at 10 am.

When I arrived at the vibrating conference room smelling of the Old Spice, I noticed the large crowd's gaze.

The vow frowns and finds an empty chair because of the stench.

Their place was in the front.

Finding a seat was easy because each chair had a name and the name of the mercenary company.

As the five men sat down, the muscley men in the back looked at them with the eye of desire.

John Ackins mutters.

“That's an impressive name for a heart. But I refuse to pay attention to men. ”

The same was true of the vows.

I didn't know what to do with the text message of a young girl flying from Korea once a day.

Once the mercenaries are seated, the gates open and the Blackwater mercenaries enter.

They stand against the wall, their arms folded, not seated.

The last one, Ross Jacquarry.

“Greetings, gentlemen! ”

I don't like him.

If it was him, he would have been working with the Colombian Secret Service.

The vow bows and squeezes the glabella with your fingers.

After a brief introduction, Ross Zachary began briefing on the operation.

The basic framework of operations was as follows:

1. Mercenaries attack the FARC camp in two groups:

2. One group attacks the place where the hostages are held, and the other group attacks FARC Command.

3. All operations are subject to the direction of Blackwater.

4. In the event of non-compliance with an order, all liability shall be borne by the parties.

It was so simple that a yawn appeared in the description.

But for steroid-propelled mercenaries, we need to understand this simply.

Without questioning any mercenaries, the operation briefing ended in 10 minutes.

“Can I have everyone from Heart, please? ”

Ross Zachary sweeps his red lips with his tongue.

The vows seemed as if the serpent was flapping his tongue.

‘But he doesn't have any poison.... ’

“It's an honor to meet you from Hart. I have something to discuss with you about this operation. ”

Ross Zachary asked Hart's group of Level 1 mercenaries, Level 2 mercenaries, and one consultant to take Senator Betankru to the detainment area.

“Of course, we will be in command. But if you help from the heart.... ”

It was a favor to the outside, but it was an order.

The dragon glances at the vows with a hesitant mind.

The usual vows are, "Why? Wow. How? ’and thoroughly inspects everything related to the operation.

However, from the perspective of the client who planned the operation, it cannot be pleasant for the mission entrusted to him to act rigorously.

Surprisingly, however, the vow softly nodded and accepted Ross Zachary's offer.

Ross Zachary swung away from the conference room as if he had nothing else to see.

“Is something wrong? Unusual... ”

The vows silently spoke to the dragon's ears.

“Watch out for bugs! ”

The dragon's expression hardened momentarily.

The vows speak to the group.

“Can we go for a walk? ”

* * *

The pledge of sobriety to Level 1 mercenaries is a slow walk with the Dragon and John Achins.

When he explained what happened last night, the dragon sighed.

I was heartbroken just by listening to the story. It was so dangerous that it would be hard to get caught.

John Ackins, on the other hand, said with a sparkling look.

“The real deal will happen in the third place. ”

“Maybe we're bait, right? ”

John Ackins nods.

“A good place for mercenaries and useless politicians to spend it. ”

The dragon has entered.

“What do you mean? ”

“Senator Betankur is the next electorate. He looks up to Uribe for long-term power. ”

“??? ”

“People are angry at FARC for kidnapping Senator Betankur. Uribe has no intention of spending enormous amounts of money to rescue her, but she needs to see the people. Uribe is negotiating with FARC to pretend to rescue her, but inside she wants to die. Bethany was unaware of this and was waiting for the day to be rescued from FARC camp. What Uribe cares about most is the safe return of the American and European captives. ”

“So what do we do? ”

“We have to turn the tables. ”

“How?”

John Ackins smiles in relief.

“We can save Bethancur. ”

* * *