Wolf Barrel 5.56

... tough.

... I think I'm gonna throw up.

In a rough breath, I was leaning against a tree.

Walking in these woods was a lot of work for me without the habit of exercising.

It hurts like a dovetail caught on.

Besides, the bottom is walking in Pelapella's upper boots, so many times I slip my legs and my arms and face are scratched. I decided to find out why my mountaineering shoes were so thick.

(... let's just lay down here)

If you were asleep, maybe the rescue team would find me?, and sweet temptations whisper.

But you can't be stopping here.

I didn't know when that scissor rat would cut my torso a little. There is also the possibility of getting caught in a fallen tree.

About how the rescue team finds me.

Anyway, now, I just have to walk.

I finally got my breath done, so I said, "Okay!" He regained his temper and tried to walk out again.

It was then.

"Wow!?

I relaxed before and fell down.

I laughed "haha" pitifully over a fall that made me look stupid to count too.

I guess I got caught at the root of the tree again.

That's what I thought, casually looking at my feet - frozen.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

That wasn't the root of a tree.

A big gray dog was eating up my right calf.

No, it's not a dog.

I'm not that easy of a creature.

A huge wolf wondering if it would be about 2m. The wolf is pointing a horrible shape at you as you bite.

The next moment, when the brain understood the current situation,

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I cried out enough to rip my throat open.

Having panicked, I kicked the other leg in bullshit with a single heart wanting to escape the wolf. And luckily, he succeeded in kicking the wolf's nose tip. On that clap, my big jaw came off my right leg.

Released from my jaw, I fall back with my buttocks on.

When you look at the bitten right leg, the bottom is stained bright red from the knee of your trousers. I don't feel any pain because I'm excited, but around the wound, I had a different fever like the one I put on the hot tub.

The wolf, on the other hand,

"Guru, Guru"

There was no escape to the point of being kicked, and I stayed on the spot.

Keeping a low profile, I'm looking at this one as if I were to observe.

I see the wolf again. The eyes were burning with killing.

Somebody, somebody help me.

My lips tremble and my cheek muscles cramp.

I don't know what to do at a time like this. I can't run because I'm injuring my leg so I can run.

What am I supposed to do!

Fear and confusion made my body stiff, and I couldn't move the scene.

Silence like a mixture of lead.

A few seconds after that.

"Gwah!"

He uttered a fierce voice, making sure the wolf covered him and jumped.

In an instant, my vision is filled with gray body hair.

Die.

Before the imminent sight, my head was stained with the words.

Hi-no!

I stuck my arm out reflexively. A wolf's mouth trying to eat through my throat is stuck in my left arm.

But that wasn't defense.

In front of him, the pile-like fangs eat into the flesh of his arms, and he sinks into the zubble.

The wolf jumped me and pushed me down on my back.

"Grrr! Grrr!

The wolf shakes his head abusively, and each time the wound brutally spreads.

From the tear in my skin reveals my flesh and bones that I have never seen before. With that in my eyes, I couldn't even scream.

A warm liquid wet my chest.

Blood.

It's my blood.

The mouth of a disappointingly devoured wolf narrows even further as he tries to smash the bones of his arms. The sound of a mistletoe, whose brachial bone swells and the bone is slowly missing, reaches the ear.

If they cut a thousand arms like this, they'll bite their throats or bellies next.

When that happens, it's over.

Look at yourself as if you were some other HR.

The shock is too great to be realistic. I can't even feel the pain.

Die.

Here, I don't know, the wolf eats me to death.

"Yes, I don't like it"

Your voice leaks from your trembling lips.

Wait a minute. You're lying, I don't want to die in this place.

I don't want to die like this.

"Let go, let go!

I don't try to pull my arm out, I don't even freak out like I've been welded.

My blood falls to the ground on the wolf's jaw.

I don't like it.

I don't want to die.

'Cause I'm still in high school.

I haven't decided my future yet.

We're going to do something.

"Somebody, please. Yes!

Scream like you've gone mad. But there was no response.

Build a bush with your empty right hand, beat the wolf, but it's not working at all.

More and more blood. On the leafy soil, the dos black blood build-up spreads.

Straight, longitudinally extending arm muscle fibers are chewed up by the wolf's back teeth into a mess. More and more irrevocable injuries.

I can see the heat coming out of my body.

"I don't like it! Please, just let me go. Hey! Why me? Oh!

I want to decide something for myself.

I want to find what I want to do.

I want to be in love.

Even money wants to make good money.

Growing up, I want to be independent.

I want to be filial.

That's why. Why do you have to let all these wolves take it away from you?

I don't like it.

I don't like it.

I don't want to die.

Like this.

In this place.

Kill me.

About.

…

……

...... do it.

... I'll do it.

I'll get it down.

I'll kill you.

Something broke inside of me.

When I woke up like I was bounced, I bit the tip of the wolf's nose in front of me. [M]

The feeling of your teeth stabbing at your flesh spreads across your mouth. I slid my neck sideways with all my strength and ate off the tip of the wolf's nose.

"Yigan!"

The wolf, surprised by the sudden severe pain, let go of his jaw from my arm, screamed and jumped back.

Keep that in sight and spit out a piece of meat beh. Standing up on one leg with Yotayota, I stared at the wolf.

And from the bottom of my stomach, I could bark like I was spitting emotions.

"I'll kill you!

More anger than I've ever experienced before smears fear in bright red.

Damn you.

How dare you!

I'll kill you.

I will definitely kill you!

My eyes are next to my nose. Next in the eye is the ear. And I'll eat your throat off.

I'll kill you!

I can tell that adrenaline runs all over my body, like it's in my hand.

The heart beats vigorously with dokundokun with the kind of momentum that pushes up the pectoralis major.

"What's going on? Come on! Bite this one too!

Stick out your safe right arm and provoke the wolf.

He drags his legs and approaches the wolf himself.

Wolves recovered from shock, lowering their posture again,

"Gallulululu"

He raised his voice to such an extent that it was not as comparable as earlier. Wrinkle around elongated nose and protrude sharp fangs. I reversed the hair on my back, like I was electrostatic.

I don't know how much my attitude has stood when I was injured. [M] Comes with such a killer temper that it seems to pierce.

But even before that, I was never frightened.

Rather, there was even more anger.

Shit. I'm the one who's angry.

If you're going to kill me, I'll bite you again and again.

I will definitely kill you.

I tried to take another step forward so that I could be dragged by intense emotions.

It was then.

"Huh!?

Behind his brain, an image ran around like a lightning bolt.

Then at the next moment, something strange happened to my body.

The protruding right arm shone a green glow. It was a sight as if the silicon was flowing through the blood vessels of the arms and emitting light from the inside of the skin.

Eventually, when the light concentrated on the flat of his hand, it became a thread of light and overflowed outside.

The yarn swirls and converges like it was willing to, shaping something.

After less than a second in time.

There was a pistol in my right hand.

Beretta M92F.

This is my favorite pistol in FPS games.

I've never touched a real gun, but it was in my hand. It was heavy and definite.

The sensation of a limp grip sucks away the heat of the emotions that were swirling.

I suddenly regain my calm.

I can't use it like this.

I noticed, I slurped the slide with my mouth and retracted. A creepy metal noise called jakki echoes in my mouth. The first bullet is sent to the dispensary. Now you can shoot the rest if you hit the trigger.

This act seemed like a moment when the world and I got caught up in it.

I stretch my arm and point the muzzle at the wolf.

The wolf dropped his posture and was just about to fly away. But before the wolf's leg left the ground, I hit the trigger.

A hammer linked to the trigger knocks on the bullet's detonator and a small explosion occurs inside the Beretta M92F. To be pushed by that blast pressure, a 9mm warhead accelerated through a tunnel known as the "barrel" and jumped out of the gunpoint at a speed exceeding the sound speed.

- The bullet landed on the right cheek of the wolf.

The bread and meat exploded, and the eyeballs and some of the bones jumped.

He rips a thin skin, crushes his cheekbones, and the bullet enters the interior intact.

And he came into contact with soft muscle tissue, and a large cavity spread inside. This brutal phenomenon resulted in the tearing of blood vessels and guts, causing serious levels of scratches to life activities.

I feel unexpectedly shuddered by the sound of firing and recoil that I experienced for the first time in my life.

But with that in mind, I kept pulling the trigger. [M]

Dry firing sounds wooden spirits around.

Three shots in total.

I took one off, but two were able to capture the wolf.

Before the echo went away, the wolf collapsed.

From the packed and open gunshot wounds, dos black liquid is pouring out of momentum.

That was fatal, no matter how you look at it.

But surprisingly,

"... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

The wolf rose weakly and made a threatening voice.

On a standing up clap, a piece of the gut falls zero out of the wound.

The inside of your body should be messed up. Yet those eyes pointing this way did not fade, even in a mood of tearing trying to reward him with an arrow.

Fear of death didn't even make me feel fine dust.

(Wow......)

I don't know why, but I'm impressed.

He said he was about to be killed, but he also forgot his anger and accidentally wanted to hug him.

That's why I fired a respectful stop. [M]

A bursting sound that punches your ear.

A recoil that sounds Don on your right wrist.

The slide retreats and the empty drug dances through the universe.

The released bullet was sucked between the wolf's brows, smashing his skull, and a pink contents popped out of the back of his head.

Only this time did the wolf die.

- I knocked him down.

I defeated this monster. [M]

I get a sense of fullness that I can't even gain. But I didn't feel like voicing my joy.

Instead, I...

"Thank you"

I was saying those words.

I didn't really know what that word of thanks meant. I just thought I should say that.

The waves of adrenaline gradually pull away, bringing calm back to you one by one.

Then this time, the pain struck me.

"Yikes."

My voice leaks out of the gap between my eaten teeth.

His eyes tickled with a severe pain he had never experienced, and he fell on the spot to drop his gun and smash his forehead.

Ouch, ouch, ouch!!!!

I wandered around the ground to escape the fierce pain.

The shock of pain causes the diaphragm to cramp and make me unable to breathe. Oxygen runs out of my body as if I've been stuck with a vacuum cleaner in my mouth.

Pain and suffocation screw up reason.

agony, and unconsciously caught the soil around.

――

Then with some clap, my right hand grabbed something. When I saw it, it was a crystal fang.

The next moment we discovered something even more amazing.

A scratch on his right hand gripping his fangs disappeared as he looked at it.

Besides, the wave of pain is pulling away a little bit.

The wound healed? Is it starting to hurt less? Why? Because of these fangs?

I tried to keep my fangs close to my left hand in a terrible condition while I was stunned.

As I thought I would, the pain pulls off even further. Then the open wound rippled and the pink meat bubbled up -

"... Ugh"

I went into a state of embarrassment.

After a while, when I undone the dislodged face, there was a whole lot of skin there that was just dirty with blood. I don't even have a scar.

When the same procedure was relaxed on the left foot, it still recovered in the same way.

The pain completely disappeared.

But at the same time as healing my legs, my crystal fangs got cracked and smashed.

Zero falls like sand from the palm of his hand, as if he had finished his service.

……

Stranger forest.

A creature I've never seen before.

A pistol produced from your hand.

Crystal fangs to heal wounds.

I don't know why anymore.

But as if to laugh at my confusion, the bushes behind me made a crisp noise.