"Well then, mission start!"
A few days ago, we have been hired as soldiers in direct command of the commander of the Crimson Night Corps, Teivel Carmine Ellis, the only son of the Ellis family.
He appeared as an obnoxious man but in reality, is a really capable man that is worthy of his position.
In the short amount of time that he was away, he subjugated a criminal group that took control of a hotel and even made it back to watch my fight with Arnold.
After that, he brings us to hell, cough, he trained us for two days using the cruelest, no, most effective method he came up with.
Today, we are on what he said is a practical test, specifically, raiding a hideout of the same group commander subjugated three days ago.
He let us plan and came out with a strategy on how to deal with hundreds of people with tens of rank two battle-ability users and his shout earlier…
And yeah, his shout earlier already ruined the plan I came up with as it already revealed that there are intruders and they can approximate our current location too.
Thank you, our devil commander.
In almost an instant, bullets from enemy snipers blew away my left arm and at the same time Arnold was shot in his heart but it rather felt unreal as in the same instant when we have been shot our injuries have been healed like it never happened to begin with.
There is no pain nor any discomfort in my reattached arm and Arnold himself doesn't have any problems with his own heart.
Realizing that we are still alive, another round of bullets has been fired by the snipers.
This time, we successfully evaded them.
"It is weird, how could they find our location that easily? Don't tell me there is a traitor in our team!"
Traitor?
Well technically there is but it is no other than you commander.
You revealed our location with your unbelievably loud shout earlier.
My plan to silently bring the enemy by whittling their number little by little from within their camp is now unusable and that is the only plan that might work given that only me and Arnold will do the raid.
Remain calm, myself.
The ground troupes of fifty people from the enemy have exit from the steel covered fortress.
They are approximately rank 4 and 3 as they are carrying guns, it is possible that they are used as cannon-fodders of the group.
"Leave it to me."
I froze the enemies' weapons and then, Arnold unleashed a set of waves of flame using his arms, it might look like the one he used in our battle before but this time it is wider range but also has lesser power.
He used a more compact and stronger version against me because he knew that weaker attacks would have no effect on me but this time, the enemies are comparably weaker than me so it should be enough.
Just as I anticipated, the enemy has been annihilated, of course they did not die, but they are all immobile or are too injured to move.
"Wow, you two just wiped out fifty, not bad. But the next wave is coming too."
Another set of fifty, a hundred, no, about 300 people came out from the building.
Seriously, how did the government not see this group if they grew so big like this.
Bullets rain down on us infinitely while we are being healed at the same time.
I ward it off with a wall of ice but it has been decimated as soon as it is made, our body has been full of holes in an instant but the rain won't stop.
It is because we are still standing despite that, all of our injuries are being healed by the commander who is not even have any trace of a bullet in his body.
How did he even evade them?
As the rounds stop, a man arises from the crowd.
He stood out among them because of what he is wearing, it is the uniform we used in the Stofford Academy.
Not just that, I am very familiar with his face and so is Arnold, after all he is a student that should have died almost a week ago, Lindon Wilkins.
"Long time no see, Orion, Arnold, and Teivel. It seems that you have already graduated huh."
Hundreds of machine guns are floating in Lindon's control.
If he really is the Lindon we know, his ability should be 'King of Machines' that allow him to analyze, build, and control machines with inhuman precision.
Controlling this many is nothing for him who is just like our commander, has already surpassed rank-1 ability.
"I did not expect to see you here, for an honor student like you to join such an evil organization, you must have lost your mind!"
I shouted to my old classmate.
"An honor student huh, that sure sounds nice. If I wasn't killed that is!"
Bullets far in greater number than before pour down to us like a typhoon.
Yet before I try to block it, commander Teivel already generated hexagonal sheets of compressed light connected together to form a wall.
Not only can it block the bullets, the bullets will melt before it collides with the barrier.
"Hmm, so he is a classmate of yours huh. It's too bad, I need to kill him."
Commander Teivel smile like he normally does but the pressure he creates with his killing intent is so terrifying that I can't even move.
"Teivel, it seems that our master is right. Why would you go so far to take our abilities?"
Take their abilities, Teivel did?
"Heh, what a statement for someone who even killed his dear classmate's whole family.
Isn't that right, vice-leader of the Emperor Organization, Lindon Wilkins?"
Hundreds of white orbs float above us and start shooting light against Lindon's guns which resulted in all of them getting blasted to pieces, even the ones made with stronger metals are bound to melt in one attack.
"A small fry's weapon is also a small fry."