The Returner

[465] 3.With strong and certain things (5) "Grind! Grind! "

Listening to the sharp voice heard in my ear, the two lightweights spit out their nausea.

'Damn it, no one does not know you should scold me, so shut up!'

I do not think I'm going to war with the recruits right now. These are the ones who are putting their lives on this front for over two months. I was nervous about giving directions to those who were trivial.

'damn.'

I know it is not the fault of the commander. What is wrong is not the commander, but the state of one's mind that feels dissatisfaction and irritation in each such small thing.

The two rigs took a deep breath. The handle of the MG-50 he caught was just cold.

"This motherfucker, what are you doing? Grind! "

I looked at those two hawks bobbing with their good eyes.

What…

"Damn it, do not be a bit cheesy," he said. Do not you see that you have not reached the river yet? "

"It's within a range!"

"I do not have a chance to scrape here. Please calm down as a superior supervisor. The person who gives the command is so angry that he is so happy.

“What?” I'm done talking now, is not it? "

The two constipation turned their heads again and looked forward. I heard a sound of evil behind me, but I did not care.

'It's like a jerk.'

I understand. I can understand.

I've been rolling for two months in this hellish battlefield, so it's not crazy. Although it shouted well, from the moment that the monsters reach the riverside, both of them will lose their temper and start to stand by.

'How many did they kill?'

The two hardships laughed.

How many monsters did you kill?

No.

It was the factor of worry about how many times it changed the back of the friend 's back when I lost the reason.

The situation was not so good as the two horses still had to hold the MG-50. The workforce was absolutely scarce and the firepower was absolutely insufficient.

Now

Two snips pulled the trigger and pulled it. The MG-50 is fixed to the mount, but when I start to bite it, I feel like shaking his whole body.

The two men shouted as they felt their shaky arms.

"I'm dying."

MG-50 is a lightly stitched steel sheet if you are intensely stuck, but you have to save the firepower when dealing with monsters with thick uppers.

Each one of them has more armor than the tank. As the tank approaches, there will not be any crazy people trying to deal with the big guns like the MG-50. But the two constipation had to do the crazy thing.

He is better.

There were those who had to do that crazy with a squad or personalizer like K-3 or K-2. It seems to be useless, but if one person throws a personalizer on a monster, it will not give a shock, it will be a force. Even if the damage is not so great, the exercise of the baptism of the bullet can not be ignored.

And the moment when that power is generated.

Psiung!

Along with the clean noise, the sniper flew into the open mouth of the monster.

Aaa great!

The basic common sense that 'the upper is strong and can not be strong enough to the inside of the body' is applied to the monsters to some extent. Of course, the concept is relatively weak, but the inside of the body is not as weak as living creatures living on the earth.

"Go for the snow! Eyes!"

'I know, damn it!'

It's easy. Do you know what a sniper gun this is?

If it is as easy to say that you aim your opponent 's eyes with this big firearm, you would have already swept away the monsters.

Despair came out, but the two hardships that he forcibly forcibly pushed the muzzle to give him enough strength to break his fingers.

Monsters in the Han River began to populate like a herd of ants.

It was a scene of seeing several times, not a few times, a few dozen times, and a few hundred times, but it was a scene where the hair was shaved every time it was seen. They are attacking a lot. But that did not mean adaptation. No matter how common an attack is, if you can not prevent it once, you will not lose any pressure to risk your life.

"Ahh ah ah!"

The muzzle that blows at the approaching monsters bumps into the lower jaw that does not go down anymore. To prevent gunshot at the back of the ally, a muzzle is attached to a separate bass.

'damn!'

It means the first line of defense has been breached. It feels like the tip of a knife has been pushed right under my chin, but I turned the muzzle towards the monsters who can ignore the sick feeling and attack it as much as possible.

All he can do now is just to believe.

Let's go.

At the moment, a big voice is heard from the bottom.

The KSF and other powers of other countries were running to stop the monsters. When I saw the ability to jump past the barricades and run forward, I felt something in my mind.

He feels the fear and pressure he is going to go crazy in the back while he is gunning, and they were rushing to the monsters in his body.

'Shit.'

To confess, he was also a repulsive person. Before enlistment, I thought that the ability to live so easily with the power of no effort.

But after coming here, the idea was completely broken.

'I do not want to be like that.'

It is also hard to attack from behind. I could not help it, I felt the urge to turn the muzzle once and shoot all the people behind me, and to pull the trigger and pull the trigger on his mouth several times.

However, not only that, you have to block the monster that runs in front of you … … . That was not what people would do.

'Not if they can not.'

He was not confident.

Therefore, those who were initially negative to the abilities now acknowledged their hard work. Ironically, when the situation of the crisis is over, the wounds are being sewn.

"What are you doing!"

It was like a computer game.

Throw the dying enemies to die, but as the time passes, the number of monsters that can block is reduced. No, the amount he controls is unchanged, but the amount of monsters that penetrate through the line of defense he has built has been increasing.

In a normal game, the life goes down and the game is over.

But this is not a game.

It is not a game that you can end with 'I can not do it next time' because I worked hard. The ending is not a game but his life and the destiny of the world.

Who can understand the pressure?

"Damn it! What are you doing?

Quark Quark!

The moment he shouted, the TOT ran across the river. The enemy fire is reduced, causing the explosion of the dusty dust that crosses the river.

In addition, the sound of a tearing of the ears and the sound of a piercing airplane tearing air over his head are heard.

The bombing has begun.

Quark Quark! Quark Quang!

It is always felt, but when the bombing falls, the world seems to have stopped. When a big bang starts to pop up close, the ears become bruised and the sound does not sound well. At the same time, I feel that the world is flowing slowly.

Now I feel a sense of discomfort until I get used to it.

"It's always late, you motherfuckers!"

I can not help but be angry. I have been in the studio for two months already, and I have hardly seen bombing or shelling in time after the attack.

The Air Force and Artillery understand that it is a disease that can not start an attack just because it discovers an enemy like an ordinary infantry. But if you have done this for two months, you should at least speed up the reaction!

"No, no!"

Two hardships screamed in despair.

Monsters can be seen moving through the dusty dust. There were not many monsters that collapsed even though they bombarded with bombardment.

'It's getting stronger.'

I can not understand, but the monsters were getting stronger day by day. The attack of the class which it could never last before is now overcome with a slight controversy.

It was important that the monsters stood on the black ground, though the ground floated on the floor and the ground was black.

The eyes of the two men suffered from despair.

'What more do you want … … . '

Bombing, bombarding, and the ability to mobilize all of the monsters, but the number of monsters that are packed more and more day by day. Monsters were constantly being boosted in Pyongyang's spot.

If they do not take the monsters out of the factory, they will not be able to get out of the way.

Even if you combine all the beasts of existence in the world, it will not be as many as the number of masters who are gathered in this one place.

And there were ten more spots in the world.

'Can we really win?'

The fundamental question.

It was not that he had been disturbed in the face of fear and frustration, but now he was more cold than ever. That calm spirit was buried.

Can you really win?

The situation did not change as much as this. No, the situation was getting worse.

'What the hell are you supposed to fight like this for?'

There is only one conclusion.

They will eventually be defeated by fighting, fighting and taking away all their strength. Knowing that he was fighting and fighting now to overcome the pressure to collapse.

What is left to fight like this?

I would die in the end.

Could it be that a quick defeat is a way to lessen the pain a little?

Blood is flowing from the nose.

One hand swirled down the nose, and the two swollen eyes wiped out and looked back with bloodshot eyes.

'Will you scrape?'

Maybe what he has to do now is to turn the muzzle back. As soon as one place collapses, the line of defense will collapse in a chain, and if the line of defense collapses, everyone will be able to ease.

That was the moment.

"Get down! right now! Put it down and get down! Fall! "

Falling?

What does it mean?

The thought was not long.

Turning his head, the boss who was in charge of this side was lying on the floor with his elbows and toes pointing and covering his face.

No way.

It is familiar sight. I've been drunk in his new college many times.

The beginning was a feeble light.

I thought I could see something flashing from afar. Not so big, not so great.

But that was a misunderstanding.

The reason why the light appears weak and small is because the place where the light is generated is far away. Something began to sprout from far and far toward the sky.