When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield

“Hey, damn friend. First, tell me where the backpack is.”

Jose said, and immediately removed the navigation board from the plate carrier and held it out.

At the same time, Louis hesitated and opened his mouth.

“Then raise your hand… … .”

He said this while glancing at his hands tied behind him, but José immediately shook his head.

“No, just say it.”

“I think I need to tell you soon. If I’m late, I think my employer will recoup me… … .”

“I can speak at a time like this. yes?”

There was no way I could release it.

Just because he answered well didn’t mean he fully believed Louis’ words.

Sufficient verification was required.

CIA operatives disguised as UN forces will figure it out by interrogating them all night like experts.

I just had to listen to it in moderation here. I won’t even release it.

As if realizing that, Lewis gave an answer of approval.

“… I can’t help it, then move the screen a little more to the right… no, on the other side. yes, like that… From there, move a little further toward 9 o’clock… … .”

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Luis explained and Jose operated while touching the screen.

And all the members of the G&G Corp TF, from the agents disguised as UN forces, to the gathering, were watching.

It was because the operation was over.

To be exact, the Congolese Army, the French Foreign Legion, and mercenaries, who were in charge of the assault force, completely restored the uranium mine within the three hours that Louis passed out immediately after the engagement.

In the meantime, our sniper team, including myself, found the target first and sent it to the goal.

That was only about an hour after the operation started.

In the remaining time, the rebels lost their fighting spirit and completely disintegrated, so it was very vague to find a target to kill.

It was because the rebels who stood out either surrendered or fled.

It was a rather bland finish for the size of the operation, but it wasn’t bad.

No, it was rather good.

Except for a surprise skirmish, there were no dangers, everyone completed the mission safely, and even got prisoners that weren’t there before.

Behind my thoughts, I heard the voice of the undercover agent.

“Maybe the prisoner you just got can give you a gift. Did you solve it this time too?”

“Yeah, what… … .”

“also! So, did you show mercy to that prisoner?”

“What mercy… I surrendered on my own.”

“Oh, he must have surrendered, of course. If he knew you and tried to attack you, he’d be drugged or religiously insane. I don’t mean that… … ”

By the time you look at what the hell to say.

The words continued.

“You never leave prisoners, right? Didn’t they give you a chance to surrender in the first place, so they were nicknamed slaughter, slaughter, and death? But I said it because I saved one person.”

“yes? what is that… … .”

The moment I reflexively tried to reply because the words seemed to go too far.

“ah… … .”

Unknowingly, I shook my head.

Come to think of it, it was.

I had never made up my mind not to leave any prisoners, but looking back, I hadn’t even bothered to take them.

What I focused on was the operation itself.

In order to minimize the risk and to proceed quickly, I hit the head if possible and the middle of the upper body if difficult.

The same goes for Luis, who is now in captivity.

If he had surrendered just a little bit later, he would have blown his head off right away.

“Um, that’s right… … .”

Finally, the angler was right.

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Looking at Louis, who raised the white flag right before his death, the answer came to some extent.

It may not have been during the active service when they were loyal to the country, but those who retired and worked as illegal mercenaries had a good chance of surrendering in front of death.

But I didn’t give up and took care of everything.

Perhaps there was a more cooperative and active mercenary than Lewis.

But the idea ends there.

‘Looking at the situation… I’ll save it moderately, well.’

summarized briefly.

There was nothing to ponder any longer.

“I have to admit that I am a Shinigami… … .”

In the meantime, as if he had figured out where the backpack was hidden, Jake requested the operation of a high-altitude unmanned reconnaissance aircraft at that location.

Since I couldn’t fully trust Louis, it was a natural process.

There may be enemies or mines.

Of course, the answer that came back was not what I was hoping for.

-This is Zulu 100, it is impossible to check in detail due to trees, and site verification is required.

It wasn’t entirely unexpected.

I guessed it would be like this.

Except for the coal mine and nearby buildings, it was difficult to grasp from the sky because the surrounding area was almost a tropical rain forest.

It was the same reason why I couldn’t figure out in advance the enemy approaching up to 200M while carrying out the sniper mission.

All that could be seen from the sky was part of the operation area.

At the same time, Rachel’s voice was heard.

“Let me check.”

Then, she put down the large backpack she was carrying, took out a small-sized drone from inside, and sent it flying right away.

Next, let’s operate the drone with a controller like a game console.

“Jose, where exactly is it located?”

“Now, here.”

Jose held out the navigation board while answering, and I approached her and glanced at the screen.

The images on the portable monitor were changing rapidly.

While moving at high speed over a tree, he found a gap and went down to attempt a low-flying flight.

It was also a fast and difficult flight that was thrilling because it was not overflowing with a sense of speed.

Even I, who don’t know drones, would be amazed.

“oh… … .”

It was a time when Jose showed the same reaction.

widely!

Rachel hurriedly pulled the stick.

At the same time, the moving screen stopped and stopped.

“… … ?”

By the time I looked at her, wondering what was going on.

Rachel’s mouth opened.

“There is an unidentified mark at 1 o’clock based on the drone.”

“Unidentified?”

After looking at it for a while while asking again, I saw something that looked like a human.

It is also a situation of digging the ground.

“I think he’s trying to get his backpack. Action is needed.”

Rachel straightened out the situation, and at about the same time an undercover agent pulled Louis by the head.

“Hey, who do you see over there?”

When I showed the screen while pulling my hair as if I was grabbing it, Lewis shook his head with difficulty as he answered.

“Mo, I don’t know. We were only ordered to bury at that point.”

“Isn’t the employer a local black?”

“I really don’t know, we just take coins and orders.”

“I’m proud of you, you idiot.”

Shortly after a short conversation, Jake’s voice was heard.

“Rachel, search the Unidentified Area for accomplices. And Lee and Jose remain here to snip and support, while the rest get close enough to overpower the enemy and capture the target if necessary. Any other opinions?”

Neat and perfect instructions that are in perfect order.

I feel it every time I see him, but Jake wasn’t just a strong man, he was a great leader who even had the ability to judge situations and make plans.

It was omnipotent.

Around the time I realized that I wasn’t called a monster for nothing in Delta.

“That’s great, I’ll even take my backpack on the way.”

The undercover agent opened his mouth, and Jake nodded and turned to us.

“Move now.”

I reattached the TAC-50, unfolded the bipod, and lay down.

The direction of the muzzle is the direction Rachel told me.

Subsequently, Jake shared the location of the move with Marcus and Harry, and Rachel also continued to inform the situation of the enemy who was digging the location where the backpack was.

And soon the opportunity came.

It was thanks to the fact that all information, such as the enemy’s current status and the distance to the enemy, was secured in real time.

Of course, I didn’t intend to blow this with a blow to the head.

It was a way to use it in my own way.

“Hotel Sierra 403, enemy detected. I will capture you alive.”

I heard something about it earlier, so I tried to catch it as much as possible.

The operation is the priority, but the main story will be easier to solve only when there are more prisoners.

Before long, Jake’s answer came over as if hesitating.

-… captured alive?

“Attempts will be made to capture him alive, but if that is not possible, he will be shot.”

I left some room just in case, but luckily permission was granted.

– I hope you will proceed as you wish.

“Good reception.”

He placed his index finger right on the trigger.

It was a sniper situation using a bullet for the target, but it was to try to capture it alive without killing it as much as possible.

Of course, it was bound to hurt to some extent.

I had to hit one, but it was a huge bullet on a different level from a lead bullet.

Moreover, I couldn’t shout to surrender in this street.

I had to make him surrender on his own.

It was exactly what made me have no choice but to give up.

like Lewis did.

‘Because I’m alone over there… If you can’t carry your personal weapon, you can say half of it is surrender.’

Of course, it didn’t look easy.

Since he had come to retrieve his luggage by himself, it was highly likely that there was an accomplice nearby or someone who instructed him.

It was because if they were trained, they would usually put in two or more rather than singly.

To assist in case of emergency, to substitute, to do anything.

In other words, amateurs or partners might be hiding elsewhere.

Jake also asked Rachel to find an accomplice for that reason, and soon the expected words were heard.

– Hotel Sierra 401, 2 enemies found at 160 meters from 4 o’clock in the direction of travel.

– good reception.

After hearing Jake’s answer, gunshots rang out.

Do-do-do-do-do-do!

Tadadadang!

At the same time, I saw the person in my scope who was carrying a backpack and moving around hesitated.

His gaze turned to the source of the sound, and his right hand grabbed the gun.

A dull wooden handle from the AK series.

And now I couldn’t watch it any longer. Kill it or let go of the gun.

Or they will strike back at their allies.

“Let’s surrender.”

With the hope of becoming a prisoner, I put strength to my index finger while muttering.

oh oh oh-!

A gunshot rang out with a little pressure, and after the recoil hit the shoulder.

It hit before 1 second had passed.

The target is a hand holding a gun.

It was a hit.

I didn’t scream because I was well trained, but I had no choice but to drop the gun.

My hand is broken, so I can’t help it.

Then, by the time I looked at the enemy again through the scope that had been shaken by the recoil, the sound of distant assault rifles stopped.

Instead, Jake’s voice came through the headset.

-Target down.

Again, a neat result.

Then it was time for Rachel to report that there was nothing unusual about her surroundings.

The fallen enemy hurriedly wrapped a tourniquet around his wrist, and before he knew it, he was picking up the missing gun with the other hand.

The handle must have been broken, but I realized it while watching him forcefully hold it.

‘… You got some training.’

Maybe I did too.

If my right hand is injured, I will hold the gun with my left hand.

Moreover, since it was mainly aimed at the torso, if it hit the hand, you would think it was a wrong shot.

It was enough to pick up a gun.

It was still not enough to break morale.

‘I don’t know if the injury will be a little bigger… Still, it’s better than dying.’

With a short judgment, he even threw his left hand.

Tuo-!

With the gunfire, the enemy he had aimed for rolled on the floor crouching.

I also dropped my backpack.

At the same time, he stumbled and tried to leave his seat, so he had no choice but to fire another shot.

Turong-!

The target is the walker’s forefoot.

Because it was moving, it looked like half of the bullets had passed, but fortunately it worked.

It was because the leather on Walker’s foot had been blown off.

Even his socks were torn, revealing his bare feet through the scope.

And this time, there was the reaction I wanted.

It was a hand.

Both hands were held up in a trembling look.

That meant only one thing.

surrender.

I radioed quickly before it was too late.

“Hotel Sierra 401, the target has declared surrender, so please take action after confirmation.”