Chapter 347
347 – [OVA] Mercenary Kim Yu-Seong
Chijik-
[Captain, shall our squad go help?]
In response to my subordinate’s question over the radio, I peeked my head out and looked at the movements of the hectic battlefield.
“No, just wait a little longer. We haven’t figured out what weapons the enemies are holding yet.”
[Larger.]
After radio contact with our allies was cut off, I, who was hiding in a broken building, felt the sound of footsteps approaching and slowly got up.
Immediately after,
Sigh!
The tightly closed door opens, and a group of three Taliban armed with firearms enter the house.
They were aiming their guns in different directions, but there was one place they could not aim.
That is ‘above the head’.
As soon as the three people entered the house, I fell from the ceiling and broke the neck of the first person before they noticed my presence.
Crack!
One of the stunned people fell forward as his neck was clearly bent, and the two started to point their guns at me, but it was already too late.
Because I crumpled the muzzle of the gun with my finger, the ammunition exploded inside and the two people who tried to shoot me were burned.
“Kaaak!”
Two people fall backwards while screaming.
I immediately silenced the two by shooting the pistol I was holding.
“Hmm.”
It doesn’t have a silencer, but there is a lot of fighting going on outside the building, so it wouldn’t be strange to hear gunshots inside.
After moving the three stunned people out of sight, I went up to the second floor of the building to find an escape route.
Tutututututu!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Taliban troops and soldiers of the Afghan National Resistance Front are fighting fiercely in the city.
It was inevitable that the soldiers on the resistance front were poorly equipped compared to the Taliban, who completely controlled the military in Afghanistan.
While I was using a telescope to estimate where I was and where the enemy commander was, I heard a loud gunshot.
Bang!!
“Crazy.”
You brought a tank into an urban battle of this scale?
I quickly turned my head and saw three old trams rolling slowly down the street in the distance.
It was the T-90, the Soviet standard tank used during the Cold War.
However, the mere appearance of a tank in an urban battle with a lot of infantry means that excessive power has already been invested.
It seemed that the Taliban’s superiors had heard that our mercenary group, which had inflicted great damage on the Taliban, had been used in the operation to recapture Kabul.
‘I can’t help it.’
If this continues, not only me but all my subordinates will be stranded in this area.
I couldn’t accept that everyone was killed when we all came here to make money.
I took a deep breath and checked the remaining weapons.
Two MP-446, a Russian-made automatic pistol, six spare magazines, and two fragmentation grenades.
The AK-12 I brought with me when I came here was completely empty and I threw it away a long time ago.
But for now, this is enough.
“Whoa-“
Before leaving the house, I took a deep breath to calm my pounding heart and informed my subordinates over the radio.
“Everyone, listen carefully. I will attract attention from now on, so everyone escapes from this city without looking back.”
Then, an urgent voice came from beyond the radio.
[But then the boss!]
“I’m fine. You all know that. My nickname.”
[But that doesn’t work! Even luck has its limits!]
“The enemy has tanks. If you come anyway, you will only die. It would actually be more helpful to me to just run away from here.”
[… ] ] All right. Then, as ordered by the commander, the entire unit will escape from Kabul.]
“Okay, thank you.”
After saying that, I hung up the radio.
‘If anyone hears it, they’ll think I’m really going to die.’
He does it because he has a chance of winning, but it still seems like crazy to his subordinates.
Well, those guys will soon find out.
In the romantic comedy world, muscle friendly characters are usually immortal.
“Then let’s go.”
Holding two pistols, one in each hand, I immediately kicked down the door and ran out into the city.
***
In general, it is very difficult to hit the target with a gun.
This is because, unlike a target board that does not move, targets on the actual battlefield move at incredibly fast speeds.
In such a situation, it was difficult to make a headshot to the head, which is a smaller part than the body, like in FPS games, unless you were a decent marksman, so soldiers aimed for the torso to neutralize the enemy.
But let’s think about it.
In the end, a gun is a meaningful weapon only if you can hit it, but what happens if there is an opponent who moves at a much faster speed than an average person?
Normally, you hit the target by forming a barrage, but what if there is an opponent that doesn’t work?
It becomes like this right now.
“Crazy!”
“It’s overhead! Aim for the overhead!”
“Someone try killing that guy!”
The Taliban soldiers, who had been unilaterally massacring people on the resistance front just moments ago, were having a hard time with me.
If it were an open area, we might have had a better chance of winning, but this is a city.
Having inherited the right to assassinate from a Fuuma-ryu ninja who had been active since the Warring States Period, I was an expert at wall climbing, and disturbed enemies with three-dimensional movements as I climbed from building to building.
‘Eight people in the alley in front.’
After determining the number of enemies with Oh’s ‘Naggi’, which allows you to maintain the brightness index state at all times, you silenced one enemy with each bullet.
‘There are 17 rounds per magazine, and there are 4 remaining magazines, so in theory, you can take down 68 more people.’
As soon as the bullets in the magazine run out, reload.
It only took about 2 seconds for me to change the magazine holder.
Immediately after changing the magazine, I dodged a hail of bullets by rolling forward and aimed precisely at the back of the enemy’s right hand with the pistol in both hands.
“Kaaak!”
“aaah!”
Taliban soldiers, whose hands were pierced by bullets, scream while clutching their right hands.
But without having time to catch my breath, I climbed straight up the wall and up the building.
That’s because the tank that spotted me from afar was approaching me, rolling the caterpillar hard.
Kwaang!!
A black bullet falls where I was standing just moments ago.
As the explosion caused pieces of stone to fly in all directions, the Taliban soldiers who were unable to escape rolled around on the floor screaming.
“Tch-“
There is a record of me taking down the Pyramid of Set with my bare body in the past, but no matter how much I am, if I take a direct hit from a cannonball, my body will not recover.
… Can’t you?
I had that question for a moment, but I immediately climbed up the outer wall of the building and jumped over the fence of the building next door.
Kwaang!!
A black cannonball shattering the place I was once again.
As the damage to our troops increased beyond control due to our hesitation, it seems that three tanks are planning to pour down concentrated fire on where I am.
‘It’s fun.’
The composition of tanks vs. People.
Inspired by an experience that I couldn’t normally experience, I used Hayate’s walking technique, Oikaze, to fly between buildings like the wind.
Each time, the ceilings of the buildings collapsed due to missed shells, but it was none of my business.
When I arrived in front of the three tanks lined up, I instantly concentrated the positive energy in my body into my right fist.
“Hmm-“
Immediately after, with a brief burst of energy, he hits the front of the tank with his orange-stained fist.
‘Hayate 7th Type Ryuunobori (竜巻風)’
Then the tank, which was fine, bounces like a spring and turns upside down.
Seeing that, the two tanks behind them quickly tried to back up, but it was already too late to run away.
I held the overturned tank with both hands and pushed it forward like a bulldozer.
“Haaa!!”
Then, being pushed by the tank in front, the two tanks behind are pushed away.
Boom!!
After driving three tanks into a corner of the city and rendering them unable to fight in an instant, I glared at the man who appeared to be the commander of the Taliban army, who was watching the battle through a telescope on a hill in the distance .
Then the man was shocked and hit his butt
I made a gesture to check his face with two fingers, then threw two grenades as a farewell gift to the Taliban soldiers who were looking at me like a monster with their guns pointed at me, and then left the battlefield.
***
Bang!!
“Does that make sense?! 87 of our soldiers and 3 tanks were neutralized by just one Asian man?!”
The Taliban commander, who had been in the downtown area of Kabul just moments ago, broke out in a cold sweat and made an excuse after being shouted at by his angrily superior
“But General, the man was literally a superman. Our bullets could not pierce his skin as his whole body was made of steel, and he lifted the chariot like the mythical Hercules.”
“Bullshit! Are you saying that that man is some kind of god?”
Then the commander swallowed his saliva and answered.
“… Maybe he’s scarier than God.”
“Stop! If you talk any more nonsense, I will kill you before I kill the resistance fighters!”
“…”
It was indeed a one-sided treatment, but he could not protest against his superior’s words.
That’s because the Taliban is an armed group whose everything is violence and faith.
After being excitedly broken by his superior, the commander returned to his room and left a record about the man in his diary his.
A monstrous man whose whole body seemed to be made of steel,
About Man of Steel.
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