Genocide Reality

Lillina apparently leads an elite unit and rushes to the offensive, going down the pit with a rope sultry and down to the basement fourth floor.

We'll just keep going and defeat the boss on the third basement floor.

"For that matter, I guess Lillina and the others are headed to the fifth floor with a shortcut, also through the boss on the fourth basement floor"

"Why bother going the proper route?

Yeah, that's the kind of question you're gonna try on me.

That didn't bother me a bit, so I won't answer Lieutenant Richard's question, and I'll try to return it with a question.

"Old man, why do you think?

"Is it to avoid the danger of pinching? If I were the enemy, I'd put an ambush on the third or fourth basement floor in anticipation of the attacker using a pit to shortcut."

"And strike and pinch Lillina's troops from behind down to the fifth basement floor? That's the law of war."

That's a veteran military man.

The old man knows very well, doesn't he?

To avoid that danger, I'll take the route of crushing them all.

I wonder why Lillina and the others don't know that simple military law.

"Captain Lillina and the others are still young. Combat ability took precedence over pedagogy in elite education of cross-world strategies."

He doesn't seem to have any real experience.

I have trouble with my head, but I also have trouble with my brain muscles that I don't even know how to fight.

Lillina has knowledge and experience.

I told you, he's still a kid.

I thought you wanted to fight me, and my men yelled out that we could go alone hot and flutter and change our opinions.

Easy to be flushed by the atmosphere and emotions on the spot.

You have the old men to support it, but you won't heed the advice because they rebel that they're adults, so no treatment.

I'm sorry about the kid's amulet too, so you can do whatever you want.

We proceed with a light crushing of the Black Knight, which is no longer but a miscellaneous fish.

Lieutenant Richard snapped with a potpourri.

"Actually, Plan C exists."

"What are you talking about?"

"Earlier, Lord Mahatma told Captain Lillina. If something happens that can't be dealt with in Plan B."

"Hmm. You still had a plan that assumed when you were out of strategy."

Unlike amateur smellers like Lillina.

I thought the superpower's operational headquarters should have a plan to assume for all things.

"In Plan C, our surviving executive officer decides to destroy any material and not have this operation itself. The failure of Plan B is the total annihilation of Captain Lillina and the other elites."

"Cut it off."

"Yeah, it's an absolutely unacceptable operation if you think from the main road, because this is a different world. At the stage of Plan B's failure, we are the local government. In other words, it is good to request help from Lord Mahatma."

"I see. I don't have a stepdad to help those assholes, and my old man would have lost all love for them."

If that's all Bollocks told you, I'd leave you alone already.

You seem to feel responsible, but you should do the same with your old man.

"No, they are more distorted elite educated victims than they were at an early age. Thin or withered, I am an American soldier. No outrageous order can ever be defied more than it has even been issued by presidential decree.... but I'm not going to die after them childhood soldiers!

"What, old man, are you here to die?

"I hope my life will be the basis for them to be saved..."

"That's no use. I'm ready for that. I'm done with dogs."

"But I'm not an expert in dungeon combat, even if my military experience is long. I understand my own lack of power."

I'll check my old man's statuses on the board.

"Richard Anderson Age: Fifty-four Occupation: Veteran Military Warrior Rank: Expert (Expert) Light Industry Rank: Expert (Expert) Monk Rank: Beginner (Newby) Mage Rank: Beginner (Newby)"

I see, it's cold status.

That's a skilled soldier. Barely usable as a warrior, but this is still tough in Genocide Reality II, where suddenly powerful enemies emerge.

If you're in the magic system, you're a total novice (Newbie) and useless.

But you have a profession as a veteran soldier.

Genocide Reality II is a game mixed with modern settings, so it's not strange.

"Okay. I don't know how far you can go, but I'll raise your old man. We don't have time to grow up omnipotent, so be a warrior. Be able to make magic like lights and health potions."

"Growing up? But I'm old enough. Growth…"

"Because I'm old, what is it? Even kids are fighting."

"It's..."

That's what I told him, and the old man looked up haphazardly.

"You're going to have kids fighting, but experienced military men can't? Soldiers who are willing to die from the start have done nothing. I don't know what's going to happen if you don't try, but try to survive in the dungeon. If the old man gets stronger, he can also save the young soldiers"

To my word, Lt. Richard shivering.

"... Lord Mahatma, it seems I was wrong. Please, I'd like your guidance."

It's good to have my anger back in my eyes.

You just died in a tough fight from here.

"Hmm, you look good. But don't get me wrong. I'm not going to help those unsolicited people. If you want to help, your old man will survive on his own."

Copy that, sir.

The old man salutes me with dignity.

Interesting.

I was interested in how far the Earth's veterans could fight in this other world (Mundus).

"Old man, my guidance is tough."

"I, too, am a proud soldier. I'm ready!

Okay, here we are.

I'm deep on the third basement, open the big gate.

"The boss on the third basement, the knight of the mad beast."

"Well, first, fight him alone, old man."

"... the boss, am I alone?

The third basement floor, the boss of this hierarchy waiting for you before you open the door of the beast.

Knight of the Mad Beast (Garod Knight)

"Guillaume!"

A knight dressed in the armor of a strange screaming madman slowly walks over here with his heavy feet ringing.

"You can use any hand you want, so let me kill you alone. Don't you guys get your hands on it. First let me show you how much an old man can do."

"Got it!

An expert (expert) ranked old man is a formidable enemy you can't defeat, but that's why.

Let me show you my readiness to face the difficulties.

Towards the knight of the mad beast, who shouted fiercely, the old man, determined, set up a rifle and entered.