Chapter 68 – 67. Replane
It’s late at night. I checked my tools (?) While squatting on the roof of another building overlooking the warehouse.
Grenade launcher only. 2 bayonets. Rifle only. Handgun only. 3 grenades. Five 50-round magazines. Two 20-round magazines. The wire catapult on the wrist has a slightly different shape. Should it be a prototype? At first, the thing Naomi had made in the ghetto was in the shape of a terrifyingly thick bracelet, but now it has become much thinner and covers the entire lower arm. It’s like becoming Wonder Woman. She begged me to change it to dark green because it was silver. That way you won’t be able to see it well at night. The length of the wire used to be only about 20m, but after Cecile and Naomi worked together, it became possible to store up to 35m. What kind of technology did you put that much into? If the wire is not removed, the catapult itself serves as a protective device. The wire might not come out if I blocked even one bullet, but it was a life-saving device, so I thought, what would be the problem?
The most changed is the slash hacken on the waist. A lot has changed. In the past, it was a bit embarrassing because it was thick like a Kamen Rider belt, but not now. It turned into a very thin belt. The buckle was also a bit thick, but it was reduced to about a third of its size compared to before. He remembered what Cecile had said.
[It is true that the buckle part of the belt is blown off. However, the part where the buckle pops out after impact has changed. If the blade is not stored, turn it off so that it never falls out. That alone reduced the volume so much.]
They even conducted an experiment to see if Cecil’s words were correct. As soon as I confirmed that it was well anchored and well secured enough to support my weight with ease, I took Naomi in my arms and spun around. Naomi said that she was made by Cecil, but couldn’t she hug Cecil? So she just hugged Naomi.
In any case, the equipment was upgraded to the next level in an instant. The attire was fixed. It doesn’t make sense for me to go on a rampage wearing a knight’s uniform, and I’ve always wanted to wear a combat uniform when doing this kind of work. It’s easy to move, comfortable, and it even affects the safety of life.
He wore a dark green combat uniform, said to be the hardest to see at night, and even wore a combat vest. Feet, of course, wore combat boots. Combat boots are great. Combat boots are not made heavy for nothing. Combat boots are heavy and thick enough to serve as weapons when you have no means of attacking a fallen enemy.
Finding a distributor of Reflain was very, very easy. I didn’t even have to try to find it. Because it’s all in the paperwork. Even Britannia’s police were implicated, as were some of the nobles. Yuffie had been very angry while looking at the document.
Do you dare to offend Yufi? You guys are really behind.
Lloyd had asked if I was going to war after I had even packed my grenade launcher. The war was right. In this
Night police. There is also a Nightmare operated by the police.
I must have seen Karen fighting the Nightpolis in Grasgow. Refrains aren’t sold anywhere, so this must be the right place.
At first, it was nice to move. Because I don’t have much time. There were only two people standing at the entrance of the warehouse. After all, it is a violent organization. There couldn’t have been many people. If there were that many, they would have been swept away long ago.
I unwrapped the wire and tied it right in front of me. Here, you have to fight while letting them feel the overwhelming difference in power. The bigger my impact is, the easier Cornelia will be to move. The Black Knights were also easy to pressure.
I landed on the ground using a wire without needing to hide, cut the wire and walked away. Proudly to the front door of the warehouse. The bullies who were smoking cigarettes looking at each other at the front door were startled when they saw me. Wearing combat uniforms and carrying weapons all over your body, do you want something?
That’s the last thing you see, motherfuckers.
He immediately took out his pistol and fired. The distance was about 20M, but after my personal firearms proficiency level reached 10, I was able to hit the front teeth at this distance. Whoop! Those who had a hole pierced right between their foreheads collapsed at the sound. Experience has risen. I was thinking of not sparing my experience points. Anyway, there was one thing that I had to spend all my experience points and experiment with today.
I didn’t want to be anxious like the hotel incident last time, so I came to see how many rounds the pistol holds and how many rounds the rifle holds. The rifle held exactly 50 rounds and the pistol held 20 rounds. The coil gun, which is definitely not fired with ammunition but ejected with a coil, does not need a shell, so the bullet itself is thicker than the 5.56 mm bullets I saw in military life before, but it was shorter. Seeing the bullets being fired, the caliber was very large.
Now that I’ve fired two rounds, I have 18 rounds left and the rifle is fully loaded. Standing in front of the front door of the warehouse, I took a deep breath. I don’t know how many people are inside, but today I am perfect. Has there ever been a time when fighting power was as strong as today?
There was no
Experience was used. All about personal firearms proficiency. Personal firearms proficiency has risen to level 11 and is almost full. Beginner Intermediate now. A little more and you’re perfect. Superman upper level. The experience I gained today was going to take a hit on my personal firearms skill.
The door to the warehouse did not open or slide. It was a shutter type. It was either locked or not. I grabbed the shutter and jerked it up. Suddenly, a large force was applied to the shutter! I made a noise and went up to the end at once. How many people One two three… I can’t count, but there are too many.
“Who is this!”
“Hands up!”
Crazy guys
I’m going to kill the guy who says to raise my hand. He immediately grabbed the pistol with both hands and put a bullet between his eyes. Whoop! With a groan, one fell backwards. Only then did the panicking guys start to pull their guns out of the dance. You have to kill as many as possible before that happens. He continued to shoot while walking sideways. Not slashing like before, but accurate, one at a time, but moving quickly. When I put bullets into the heads of a total of 5 people, I felt them pull out their guns and aim.
I jumped right to the side and jumped between the luggage piled up in the warehouse.
Papa papak!
They shoot so many crazy people! Bullets hit the spot where I was until now! I heard a popping sound. If you stop, you’ll be in big trouble. He didn’t bring grenades or anything like that. The first reason was that it was difficult to move because it was clumsy, and the second reason was that it slowed down due to concern when lying down properly. Instead, they brought grenades, but the grenades were not something to use against these guys.
I moved quickly between the clichéd shelves in the warehouse. Can’t run Because the position is taken because of the sound of footsteps at the moment of running. I walked as fast as I could. I deliberately walked forward and muffled the sound as much as possible. It was better to just carry the pistol for now. This place also has a structure where the range cannot be long, and the pistol is good to hold with one hand.
After walking for about 3 seconds, a guy jumped out from between the ledges. Startled to see me, I saw him raise his hand and aim the gun. Kim leaked. When moving, be sure to aim straight ahead. I had already finished aiming, so I shot right away. One shot in the head. I quickly grabbed the guy who was about to fall down by the collar and laid him down very slowly, without making a sound. It’s because you have to be careful with the sound of falling.
Hide and seek is fun, right?
Lay down and move right away. In a little while, the warehouse lights will come on. I had to kill as many as possible until the light came on so that the next step was easier. I counted too many, but I couldn’t finish it, but at least 30 people seemed to pass. I wanted to get rid of at least a third and start.
I ducked around the corner where the guy I had just killed jumped out of. The front door was open, and the light from the street lamp came in through it, and I could clearly see where I was looking due to the light. But the invisible places started to become invisible. When it’s dark, if the bottom comes in from one side, the place where the shadow falls becomes darker. I crouched down into the immensely dark shadow of the box. On the other side of the warehouse, there were as many as 12 people looking for me with guns. I couldn’t help but worry. Whether it’s a pistol or a rifle, it’s impossible to kill at once. But I wanted to kill everything more than I saw. Should I use grenades?
Concern was quick. Yes fuck Let’s use just one shot before the Nightpolis pops out. There will be 2 rounds left, but even with this, it should be able to take down the Nightpolis.
He hesitated again as he tried to load the grenade. For some reason, I felt a strange certainty that I would be fucked after using it. Fuck. What do we do? Was I such an indecisive bastard?
Fuck inside Cursing, he put the grenade back in and raised his rifle. Try to kill as many as possible.
Hiding in the shadows, I took aim in a crouched shooting position. I exhaled slowly and when I was out of breath to some extent, I held my breath. As soon as I was sure the line of sight was fixed and not moving, I immediately pulled the trigger. It wasn’t a three-pointer. He fired single shots, one shot at a time, with precision.
Took! Took! Took! Took! Took! Took!
They caught a total of 6 people until they spread out in surprise. Missed half I was pretty sure everyone was hiding now. But when do the lights turn on? Shouldn’t it turn on right away?
Chunk!
Fuck! What was the mouth like? As soon as I spoke, the light came on. I wondered if I was thinking about it. First of all, I liked that it was a little dark, so I shot the pistol first at the light in the warehouse. One, two, three. Just as I broke three lights, bullets started flying as if they knew where I was. I quickly ducked and ran backwards. The pistol was no longer needed, so it was put back in the holster. I had to kill him in a different way than last time. From now on, you have to run without stopping until you kill them all. The rifle was held but never looked through the scope. It was good to just shoot and grind unless there were special circumstances. I think the level has also risen to level 11. Even if I shot in this state, I was confident that I could hit everything. If not too far apart. About 200M meters?
There was no point in hiding any longer, so I ran around and shot everyone in sight. There was no problem killing all the guys I saw because there was no one who was already better at shooting or aiming than I was here. It seemed like two people were wandering around the houses spread out like alleys to find me, but with two people, even if a Britannia knight came, I could kill them as soon as I saw them. As I approached to turn the corner, two people jumped out of the corner at the same time as I approached. Fuck! He seemed to be moving so fast that he couldn’t hear his footsteps. The sensory stats don’t work!
I was so startled that I swung the rifle with both hands and broke one of the heads. Baek! I confirmed that his head was broken and fell down, but my rifle was also broken. Right away, with a broken rifle, I also broke the head of the guy who was mobbing from behind. After I smashed through two men’s skulls, my rifle was slightly bent to the side. Ah. Shiva really…
A gun that fires with gunpowder will never hit if the barrel is bent. What about coil guns? The coilgun is a method in which the coils in the barrel are turned on and off in turn to accelerate the bullet, but if it is bent this much, the circuit on the coil side is broken, so it cannot be fired. Just in case, I pulled the trigger a few times, but sure enough, no bullets came out. At this point, neither the gun nor the bullet has any meaning.
He threw away his rifle on the spot, along with the five 50-round magazines he had brought. It was meaningless to have something I couldn’t even use, so my plan went wrong. The experience points of the guys he’s killed so far have been driven into other skills.
Throwing weapon proficiency.
Throwing weapon proficiency was only 3 levels. Originally, I didn’t want to post ramen, but now I don’t. I didn’t have a rifle, so I had nothing to use but a pistol and two bayonets I had. I drove the experience gained while killing them, but the level only went up to 5.
Intermediate level of proficiency. Yes where is this
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly realized something.
Why am I fighting like this?
My head was blank. Is this the reason why I asked Naomi to make a wire catapult, or Slash Haken? I wrote it well until the last time, but suddenly I couldn’t think of it.
What have I done?
Throwing weapon proficiency, Mr. Lee!
My experience!
Screaming inwardly, I stretched out the wire and secured it to the high ledge and pulled myself up. After going up, he immediately fell flat. In this way, you will never see it by looking up from below.
…
Under…
Was there an easy way?
Why did you run and shoot them all?
The absurd thing is that when I went up on the ledge, I saw the Nightpolis as well.
Was that over there?
It was far from here, but it was a distance that you could get close to quickly if you ran a little.
Haha.
I’m dumbfounded, so all the laughter comes out.
My experience.
How many people have I killed?
I think I killed quite a few?
Ha… I’m dumbfounded.