Untouchable: Reaper of the Battlefield

064. Private Mission - 4

In the middle of the Round 2 road, the X5 and Toyota stop.

No car ever thought about coming in here with a gunshot.

The vows that hid themselves in the car parked by the road slowly moved while lowering their posture.

After about 10 meters, the man sits in a creased position on the back of the X5 catches your eye.

He looks like he's waiting for someone in the back seat to come out, turning his back on the vows. I was ready to shoot if anyone came out the door.

How long before the terrorist squad arrives? ’

SCO19, the London Police Department's counterterrorism force, is the fastest way to defeat terrorists. But at first glance, traffic around here is paralyzed. There is no way to get here quickly using London's crowded narrow roads.

The only way to get here is by helicopter. But as soon as they hear the helicopter turn, they'll try to take hostages.

I don't want to, but it's safest to take risks and defeat terrorists.

Seowon reacquainted the location of the terrorist.

The terrorist hiding in the trunk of the X5 has remained motionless and focused on the back door. It was about 20 meters away from the Seowon.

‘Coming.'

The man's back was in the eyes of the vow.

He leans down and braces his legs.

As the Innerforce supplied from the lower abdomen was directed towards the lower body, the muscles of the thighs and calves expanded and accelerated explosively.

As soon as I felt the body float, the target's back was immediately in front of me. It happened in the blink of an eye.

The terrorist turned his head to a strange posture and was dumbfounded. He stares at the vows, his eyes widened and speechless.

The vow flew without hesitation.

The body of the terrorist bent like a bow as the shoulder of the vow struck the ribs.

The target loses its focus and flies behind the grass like a broken kite, stringing it to the ground.

His head was defenseless and hit the asphalt floor! > I made a heavy sound.

It sounded pretty loud. Fortunately, the other one who fires his gun to blow the glass off the X5 didn't hear this sound.

The vow held a handgun that fell from the terrorist's hand.

It was a standard 9mm Macarov Cold War communist pistol.

Seowon looks at the pistol in his hand and looks down at the man who lost his mind.

Macarov is aimed at the man.

I didn't want to take a man's life. But no one knows when he'll regain consciousness. We can regain consciousness immediately, or we can regain consciousness tomorrow.

In an exhibition situation, uncontrollable variables become poisonous one day.

The detection of the vow pulls the trigger.

There was a black hole in the forehead and chest of a man who closed his eyes.

The vow with Macarov at eye level slowly takes a step forward.

* * *

The one in front of the X5 throws the AK-47 to the ground. We're out of ammo.

That's why terrorists can't win. Default neglect.

Recently launched cars, such as BMW X5, rely primarily on specialist providers to provide bulletproof tuning.

For example, bulletproof glass is made using polycarbonates that are between 4 and 5 centimeters thick and acrylic, kevlar and premium bulletproof glass. The strength that bulletproof glass can withstand is only three rounds on an AK-47 basis. If you aim as hard as he does, you can hit an indoor passenger.

Moreover, it is unimaginable for regular troops to drop their guns from their bodies as they run out of ammo. A discarded gun like that can threaten his life at any time. In particular, ammunition compatible guns such as AK-47 are more dangerous.

The terrorist who threw his gun on the floor pulled his pistol out of the back and aimed for the X5 interior.

Bam! Bam! Taang! >

Seowon took a big breath and tried to lower the heartbeat that went up and out.

Excitement doesn't help.

Slowly take off your feet.

The opposing Pokémon can't find a vow because of the Shadow Move.

A vow that does not believe in Macarov's accuracy is aimed at the chest, not at the head.

As soon as he fired both feet, he immediately flew to the right.

The bullet fires from the opposing team's hand at a late stroke past where the vow stood.

The vow sees two bullets in the opposing team's chest.

The 9mm bullet makes the man stagger, as if he were beating the target with a powerful destructive force.

Seowon fires a third bullet from a side-fall position.

The third bullet plunges between the target's neck and chin.

The man who's been shot falls flat on the pavement.

Seowon slowly approaches, targeting the fallen man.

The man's pupils open and he's dead with a frightening look on his face.

A bullet between the neck and chin pierces through the back of the head. Black blood flows from the cracked skull.

The man's left hand holds a grenade. Luckily, the safety pin remains in place.

A little later, something big might have happened.

The vow picks up the weapon from the man's hand, then slowly raises his head to look around.

You see no more colleagues, and no one else. But it was reassuring. It's invisible right now, and he knows there's a colleague of theirs somewhere. Terrorists are not alone.

The vow lowered and held its breath for two to three more minutes. But none of their colleagues showed up.

It was as if he realized the mission had failed and fled.

Next, he examines himself.

No injuries, no health problems.

The rapidly escalating Inner Force, through the Sierra Leone incident, was more than 80% relaxed.

Situation closed.

As I take a deep breath, my slow pace returns to normal.

Later, the adrenaline rushes to a halt.

My vows have finally come true.

An exhibition in the middle of London.

An X5 with a molar bone just before the scrap car was seen.

If you hadn't dealt with the bullets, you would have been destroyed long ago.

The grenade that exploded earlier dropped the bumper, and the radiator was running on fumes.

Runflat tires that were able to speed up even when the tires exploded were rubbed against how many bullets they hit.

The windshield, which was baptized with bullets, was almost shattered.

A few strokes of AK-47 fell off the body of a windshield.

The driver's seat was a sea of blood. The driver had his head blown off, and the bulletproof glass blocking the driver's seat and back seat were inferred to be part of his head.

Seowon turns to the side of the X5 and looks inside through a glass window.

The window was intact.

Idiot. If you were going to aim for the passenger in the back, you should have shot him through this glass.

In the back seat, you see two women lying flat on the floor.

Seowon taps the window with the pistol handle.

I saw a woman flinch.

“We've dealt with terrorists. You're safe now."

The women wouldn't budge.

Yeah, come on out when you want.

Seowon looks at his pistol. The bullet wears off, and the lever on the magazine does not move backwards.

He gathers his collected weapons in one place and sits flat on the floor with his back against a blown tire.

You can see five men in full face helmets in dark navy uniforms approaching cautiously with their guns pointed.

You're here sooner than I thought.

The vows are two steps away from where the weapons are collected.

He shouts slowly on the ground.

“We got rid of all the terrorists, so get on with it! ”

* * *

“I knew I'd see you again, Ser vow. ”

“I'm not pleased with you at all. ”

The vows turn away from Wilson Chandler in front of you.

Wilson Chandler is a Military Constabulary investigator who investigated vows during the Hijacking.

vows are instinctively alert to those who seek information from themselves. It can't be easy to meet Wilson Chandler, an experienced investigator.

The vows opened their mouths.

“I'm not a terrorist. ”

“I know. There's no way that someone who works for Heart International and is a nobleman could have done that. ”

“Can I go, then? ”

“You're free to go. But if you do this, I'm going to announce that the same person who suppressed this terrorism is the same person who solved the United Airways case. ”

Seowon sat down quietly.

You don't like to be noticed.

“Do you know who you killed? ”

“Isn't this the IRA? ”

Wilson Chandler shakes his head.

“They're Asian. ”

“Yes?”

It didn't fit back and forth. The IRA consists solely of Irish people. It is not a place for Asians.

"Anyone who's going to open fire in public is a criminal, but no matter how many criminal databases you run, no match will come up. ”

“Does this mean you are not a British resident? ”

“There's a good chance of that. ”

I wish I knew. I wish I could have saved one. However, he did not regret his choice.

“Do you know who you rescued? ”

“No.”

Wilson Chandler nods, smiling.

“I see you don't know anything. ”

“I don't know. I really don't know anything. ”

How the fuck should I know?

You get nervous and tired of solving a case, and you get irritated that Wilson Chandler doesn't want to be there.

“As I was walking down the street, something happened in the middle of the road, and I killed a terrorist to keep me alive. That's all I know, even if I wanted to give you information. Please don't tell the press I did this. I'll be off then. ”

A vow of speechlessness, like a machine gun, suddenly rose from its place.

Wilson Chandler is about to make a vow. However, the young nobleman who looked tired didn't seem willing to cooperate at all.

Wilson Chandler made a vow to me, thinking it would be better to bring him in tomorrow than to force him to stay.

Seowon turned around and opened the door.

“Jung Seo-won? ”

It was Korean. What is this?

I had never seen him before. The man's expression seemed quite urgent.

“I have a place for you to come with me. ”

The unexpected Korean language was more annoying than expectations or excitement.

“Never mind. I'm not buying. ”

The vow moved on, ignoring the man.

“Please. Thanks to you, your wife and young lady saved lives. ”