The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Valley of Death (9)

The plague-infested trenches grow proportionately during wartime. If you look up at the sky, you can see that there are dozens of crooked lines drawn towards the power plant. The foul-smelling mutants in there, black at night, don't look like maggots infested with wounds from the black earth.

Winter on the platoon commander's steps hurriedly shakes hands.

“To the west! Viper Heights! ”

The engine's scale spikes sharply. The driver shakes his chin and drives the car roughly. A thick shell was spilled from the roof the entire time you raced through the maneuver inside the stronghold. Boom, boom, boom. The noise of the heavy machine gun, which cuts off to the running side. It was aimed at the entrance of the trench, which blew up below.

Shuaaak

A new flare exploded. The shadows of the plague group that bypassed the battlefield increase at the pale, lightened foothills. The only direction higher than the base is inside the crescent curved valley. It is named Viper because the ridge coming down the base is like a snake.

It was good to know which side was the most urgent thanks to sensory correction.

[Two-actuals! Squad Leader injured! Hostiles have breached 30 meters!]

This is dispatch for the platoon commander in 2nd platoon. Immediately, I got a reply from a legitimate and nothing.

[Coward! We're still 100 meters out! Grenades, thermostats, whatever the fuck you want.]

Winter quickly stumbled upon the memory. 22, squad 2, was nowhere to be seen here. It's been out of range of sensory correction for a long time. Either it's actually 30 meters, or the sense of distance is distorted by fear. Now I have to believe in the truth. I'm concerned about the low Dollars that Captain Singh warned me about.

Are the other bases safe? ’

Questions that are touched instantly. Was Calphine 5 out of communication just a decoy? If that was the work of a mutant, we'd better cut off communication here, too, just before the attack. The Alpha Sack, which constantly plugs heavy cannonballs, and the connection to the other mission troops is still alive. There are many strange things to be seen as a joke of cunning things.

But I didn't have time to think long. Winter, when the Humvee was stopped, compared the tactical map of the PDA with the field of view. Press down with the pen and the coordinates of the location will appear less than a second later.

“Popan! David Actual at the moment! ”

Winter gives a new firing mission to the mortar artillery that received the radio.

“Fire one flare! Stand by for Two and Three! ”

[Two Four, stand by for Three Four!]

“Coordinates! Oscar, Romeo, 6195, 4470, high-explosive firing mission, 10 on force! Fire when ready! Brake!”

Originally, it was correct to adjust the coordinates after one step away from the point of impact. However, there were enough trench ships to ignore some of the errors. Since it is the first time that the land excavation is thorough for mutants, the spacing control is a mess. Therefore, the paths that were dug down from the ridge looked like congested mazes. However, the speed at which the maze was extended was slow. No matter how strong the mutants were, it would not have been easy to go around the distance and climb a much higher mountain. Especially those wearing heavy body armor in this hot weather.

Twenty mortar shells drop backwards and backwards in a row. Seven of them are pinned to the ground. Immediately, the dead or dying were thrown out of the trenches. The man gasps, throwing himself out of his mouth, and crawls down with his arms.

“Identical coordinates! Keep firing!”

Winter, with accuracy, comes down from the humvee screaming at the radio.

“Step! Defend in position until instructed! ”

“Yes sir! ”

Humvee marksman's response. With the attack blocked in the other direction, the mutants are focusing their power on this side. There is no shadow on the trickster behind it. The exhausted soldiers look relieved to find the commander.

[Actuals! Dispatch 41 Alpha! The fire hydrants have been neutralized! Deadler straight!]

Despite many broken radio stations, the radio for winter has not been cut off.

41, any casualties? Is it defenseless? ”

[2 Gyeongsang Boxes! One slander! Mission accomplished! But we need air bomb support! Enemy numbers are down, but we can't stop them with an M2!]

“Confirmed! I'm rerouting vehicle 42. Over!" ”

The "crisis detection" that was felt in the 4th platoon was not high. I didn't think I needed reinforcements.

There were things that sparkled for a moment, even though they weren't flares in the air. They were babies lost to lasers. Screaming, jiggling from a body ruptured.

“Reload!”

The M240 shooter warns against a firewall near winter. White smoke rises from his rifle. 500 rounds of backpacking magazines and smashing them like crazy. Literally crazy in hot weather. It's a miracle the gun didn't buckle. Open the barrel with trembling hands and pour water out. Huff-puff's lips are white and dry. However, the condition of the gun was more important than thirst.

You shout as hard as you can in winter, when you notice the preliminary warning.

“Everybody down! ”

Papa Papa Papa Pa Pa!

A sandbag explodes in a straight line. Dry dirt spills over the crouched soldiers' heads. Winter shifts away from the trajectory of a silly sensation and sweeps across the obliterated line with the snow. It was the reinforcements of the former U.S. military that just fired the shots. Individuals who overcome immunorejection and are intelligent, repeatedly enhancing. I knew this day would come. There are only five.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata!

The Winter's counterfire killed four, but the last survived miraculously. Reload him, reload winter. However, the ghoul cries out in anger at the magazine that keeps falling. Of course, I was holding the back and forth of a magazine the other way around.

Taang!

A single gunshot in the winter ended him. Then you fire one grenade at a time in the direction of the rifle. If there are other ghouls, don't pick them up and use them. Winter relieved to see the explosion.

‘Thank goodness. ’

The monsters who do not know the concept of firing endlessly empty their magazines in two seconds, and even though they do not know how to aim, they reveal their opposition. Otherwise it would have been difficult to deal with.

And there were only five. There's never been a reported case so far, so it must have been a card that the sneaky top species behind saved and took out. Trickster's corpses, too. Other wires would be less burdensome as they were wasted here.

We have to be prepared for it to reappear, but do we have enough ammunition? Survivors and stragglers struggled because they didn't have any ammunition?

The supply boxes that filled and fired the locks were structured to explode if they were forced open.

“Medic! Medic! ”

There is a soldier who was hit by a bullet in the wall. The Hungry Cry summons the Sanitation Guard. It was not serious, but I felt different.

The anti-aircraft cannon (Centurion) placed here was being reloaded. Sweaty techs insert a flare belt into the grenade machine. The belt dries up as the motor spins, putting 1,500 rounds in at once. The winter gave me time. Do not let the baby hit you during the loading process. The flying babies burst out in the nearest order. In the meantime, I'm busy keeping track of the battlefield as well as responding to a radio call looking for the commander. Command to call out to the comms.

“Tell 43 Alpha to report the situation! ”

Recognizing the decrease in fire in a particular direction, Winter instructs the three deflected babies to burst in succession. Communicate with Squadron 4 and Squadron 3 with short-lived breathing.

“Two forwarders! Squad Leader Warrior! Enemy pressure has decreased! ”

Baaaaaaaah!

As the artillery resurfaced, an umbrella of shell opened up once more in the sparse sky. Winter looks down at the foothills dug in this gap and receives the handset from the comms.

“Tech team! Can we activate the beacon now?" ”

[I replaced the circuits earlier! But you don't have any enemy EMPs left?]

“It doesn't matter! Turn it on! ”

[Understood!]

Things are different from before. It may have been an unavoidable choice for a cunning upper-class species, but too many paths have been dug up. Each trench will be infested with plague. Ghouls have a narrow range of control. If only I could break the control for one moment....

“All units! Stand by for Claymore! ”

Winter prepares the mine.

Rrrrgh!

At the same time as the beacon is activated, variants spill out like waves. The wind gives them a nasty sweat. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds... Trickster's corpse explodes somewhere else, and the Humvees flush and start off. However, many variants have already been caught in the soldiers' sights. The massacre began the moment we left.

“Shoot them all! ”

Shults' shout is coming from somewhere. At the same time, nearby mines that have never been used are fired together. The hillside with the barbed wire was wrapped in fresh corpses and blood in a flash. In just a few seconds, the number of kills seemed to have to be counted in a hundred units.

At this point, the strength of the mutants subsided. Instead of accumulating damage, I feel like I'm looking for other ways to break the line of defense.

However, the dry thunderstorm completely subsided, and the sky returned to human space. The communicator who was focused on communicating gives the handset to Winter.

“Support for the Apache fleet. I think you should take it in person. ”

It can't be that soon. Apparently, he was constantly waiting for a shift in the nearby airspace. I heard a voice from the speaker once.

[…… repeat. David Actual, conscripted Hammer Paul, and received a mandatory proximity mission to the home side. Brake. This squad will enter combat airspace via the IP Pride. ETA minus 2 minutes. Non-standard deviation distance. Brakes. 4,800 high-explosive ordnance. 152 Aerial Explosives and 8 Hellfire. Are you aware of this?]

“David Actual at the moment. I'm clear. Over. ”

[Request confirmation of target information.]

“Line golf, there is more than one individual Grumble beyond the ridge north of the base. Please be cautious when you dispatch a Heavyweight Defender who has acquired gliding abilities. Brake. Once we get rid of Grumble, we'll stop firing on this side of the airfield. Brake. An unknown enemy is building a trench from Line Bravo to Line Gamma. Engage at Hammer Paul's command. More than.”

[…… Line Gamma, Unknown Enemy and Trench Building on Line Bravo?]

It was a suspicious reaction.

“Yes. Is there a problem? ”

[No, is there any further communication?]

“Nothing, over. ”

[Confirmation. End transmission.]

Winter checked the clock. We have less time between transmissions, so we should arrive in less than a minute. Due to the extreme rolling terrain, we still can't hear the engine. The mutants that dug the ground up to an attack helicopter squadron that was heavily EMP resistant would have been easy prey. This time it didn't have to be as close to the ground as it was in a giant forest. If you look at the mutation's body temperature with infrared observation, you can sharpen cannons, rockets and missiles from a distance.

Knng!

The summit across the valley shines like the moment of sunrise. The distorted beast echoes with a thunderstorm. There's a new radio coming right away.

[David Actual. Eliminate Grumble.]

“Good. Hammer Paul, you're on in 20 seconds. ”

A new winter response contacted the technical team to stop the artillery from functioning.

Finally, the heavy engine noise that pounds the ground in the valley begins to spread. The cunning monsters couldn't have known the meaning of this sound. Like a swarm of bugs avoiding natural enemies, a myriad of gold began to flow from the dizzy hillsides of Pale and Filthy plagues. The tangled, falling form is closer to liquid than solid. This was the flood of corrupt flesh.

Crouching will eventually kill you.

Boom, boom, boom!

An accurate machine gun shot from a Hammer Pole squadron hundreds of meters away. As you watch, the radio bursts with tearing noise. Another electromagnetic shock wave erupted. But the saturation doesn't break for a moment. The four assault helicopters are like invisible ghosts to mutants.

Winter shoots until only one reserve magazine remains, confirming that even the nearest cartridge is empty, and lowering the smoking blaze.

“Cease fire in full. Just keep your guard up, tell your platoon to get a head start and report back. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

While the comms relay the order, winter hangs on the edge of the fence and wipes away the sweat. I can still feel my heart beating fast.

A night of death unfolds before my eyes, blazing and burning.

I hope this was the last act of the remaining mutants in the western United States.

Artwork Reviews

# Interference

The reason Trickster's interference is not represented in this episode is because of the terrain and for other reasons. It will be briefly mentioned in the next chapter. Not that it matters.

# Q&A

Q. Eeiko: Was the @ Great Lakes Fire Squad a group of plagues? So, suddenly there's a war going on, and the head is spinning really well... and then we lose communication, and winter comes right at us?

A. At the end of the previous episode, we said, "Let's just get winter ready and focus on what we're going to do." They engaged from their original position. I can't talk about Calphine 5 yet.

Q. Unlimited One: @, was it recyclable to overload a dead body? (.....) It's a good spirit of recycling. What will the boss do when he hears about this? It's the hottest night ever.

A. Guaaaaak: I don't think you're overloading a dead body with unlimited resources. They're gonna overload Trickster's dead body with bombs and shootings.

Guaaaaak is right. That's what was described in the script.

Q. Pumpkin: @ Gone to the Pisci again today...

A. My evil programmer friend encourages me again and again to buy a plush one, but since I'm a good hearted person, I don't have to buy fresh plus-like stuff.

Q. QGEGEGQE: @ I've been to Japan this time, and Disneyland and Akihabara have a lot of sympathy, even in the virtual reality!!

A. In Virtual Reality, anything comes with money.

Q. Hoch: What genre, if any, would you write after finishing the Prince of the Charnel House?

A. I mentioned the follow-up in my review. It's hard to say, "Well, the Wilderness of Sexual History, the Horn of Silence, the Age of Fire, walking nine paces in eight directions, etc., because it's not one yet, so it's definitely one genre."

Q. Novelis Buffer: @ Salt and Sanctuary is fun too.

A. Dark Souls are enough...

Q. Kwangseong: I see. Let's gather some sympathy and get ready for the marasautéed noodles...! I guess I still don't have enough sympathy.

A. I don't want to eat such a nasty thing... What if I get hungry and can't write a novel...

Q. Sasins: With @, Duck and Forest (ori) can give Zachariah a sympathetic game. Fantastic Branch Background!! We recommend you try it!

A. It's a game that I recommended to my readers before... because I think there are a lot of evil readers trying to trick writers in this way.

Q. Chukchul: I finally spent the night reading it all before the end of my vacation. Please accept my sympathy until the next vacation and write more than 100 coins.

A. In order to accumulate more than 100 coins, you will need to come out in approximately one year after your next vacation...

Q. The light and the glow: @ rush, I think it's the top of the zombie water. It's so much fun.

A. Not enough to call it a tower. But thank you for taking such good care of it.