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Chapter 36 - Growth

Damn...looks like I'm going to have to fight this guy.

Nathan noticed his weapon.

Hmm...an M4 with an under-barrel grenade launcher...that could be useful if I can store it.

The super soldier aimed the rifle, which immediately snapped Nathan out of his thoughts. Right before he fired, Nathan materialized a large cover of metallic materials.

"What the hell!?" The super soldier exclaimed as Nathan began to run.

Although I'm a better fighter than before, I know my limits. I won't go out of my way for close-quarters combat with these monsters. I'll have to...kill this guy.

"What the hell is all this!?" The super soldier said as he ran up to the obstruction of metal.

Seems that this guy really can store and materialize random shit.

Like a monkey, the super soldier rapidly climbed the obstruction.

* * *

As Nathan used the obstruction to slow the super soldier down, he immediately ran into a nearby building, a two story house.

"Don't you think it's a bad idea to go into this building?" The developer suddenly spoke on his phone that was in his pocket.

"Huh?"

"You'll just be a sitting duck, especially with the gap in physical capabilit--" Before the developer was finished, Nathan stored the phone in his inventory.

You talk too much, I don't want to give away my hiding spot. Besides, I didn't come into this house without a plan.

* * *

Understandably, the super soldier had not seen Nathan entering the building, So he began to survey the area.

Where the hell did he go now? He couldn't have gone far.

He began to walk around, trying to search for him. Suddenly, however, a bullet went straight into his right arm.

"OW!" He exclaimed as he dropped the rifle. Immediately, a second bullet pierced into his left leg.

Reflexively after getting shot, he fell to the ground.

Damn it! Is that bastard sniping from somewhere!?

His assumptions were correct, as Nathan was at a window frame of the building he occupied, aiming a scoped rifle.

Damn, even with high-caliber bullets, they didn't go right through his limbs. I at least wanted to try and incapacitate him...

Without letting up, Nathan kept shooting, however, the super soldier quickly ran to use Nathan's obstruction as a shield.

You might have gotten me a couple of times, but now I know exactly where you are from the sounds of the shooting and trajectory of the bullets. I'm going to make you pay!

Like a shield, the super soldier had grabbed and placed a thick plate of metal in front of him as he made his way to the building.

Nathan noticed this. Instead of being fearful that the super soldier was approaching, he was oddly smirking.

Okay...he's coming...

Strangely, Nathan ceased his firing, which slightly surprised the super soldier. Although he worried that Nathan might have been plotting something, he shunned that thought and entered the building.

Much to his surprise, he didn't see Nathan. He however heard footsteps, going upstairs.

Got you!

Despite his injured leg, He immediately rushed upstairs. As he ran through the hallway upstairs, he spotted Nathan hopping through a window frame.

"Hey! Stop!" The super soldier exclaimed to no avail. He ran to the window and saw Nathan running around, likely back to the front. Annoyed at this cat-and-mouse chase, the super soldier started to get frustrated.

I'll just go back downstairs and catch him there!

He did just that and went back downstairs. However, he quickly came to regret that action. Upon returning to the living room, he noticed burning wood on both sides. Nathan, in addition, was guarding the entrance, with a shotgun in hand.

"Hello," Nathan said with a smile. A feeling of surprise that was quickly turned into an expression of defeat came over the super soldier's face.

"...How?" He asked Nathan.

"That's simple." He retorted. "Shooting your limbs, leading you into this house...it was all for this."

* * *

As the super soldier chased Nathan around the house and jumped out of the window to return to the living room, Nathan quickly materialized a bunch of wood on both sides of the room.

He proceeded to materialize multiple Molotov cocktails in hand.

It's good that it's so easy to make these type of explosives.

Nathan threw them onto the wood and lit it on fire.

* * *

"Now you only have one place to go, and that's straight at me, and I'm sure your speed isn't top-notch with that injured leg," Nathan explained.

The super soldier was filled with frustration.

"Dammit!" The super soldier shouted before running at Nathan. However, anticipating his first movement, Nathan pulled the trigger of his shotgun and blasted him in the chest, sending him straight into the wall.

With groans of agony, the super soldier slowly tried to get up.

"Still alive?" Nathan asked in confusion. "Whatever."

Nathan walked up to him to finish the job. He switched his shotgun for a hunting rifle and aimed it at his head.

"S...Screw...you." The super soldier muttered in a pain-filled voice.

"Yeah...you're right...screw me."

But screw this country...and the developer too...screw everyone.

As he pulled the trigger, Nathan immediately turned his head away. With a bang, the blood of the super soldier had now painted the walls.

Ugh...that's a very messy way...of killing someone...sorry...it's just that you guys...are too tough...

Purposely averting his gaze from the splattered blood, Nathan noticed that the uniform that the super soldier wore had not taken much damage from the sniper bullets and the shotgun shells.

Damn, that uniform might be stronger than my armor. I have an idea...

A couple of minutes later, Nathan left the house and picked up the super soldier's rifle with the under-barrel grenade launcher.

This will be good to have.

He stored it.

Even if it might have been a weak one, and even if I had to use wits, I managed to beat a super soldier by myself. Looks like I have grown.

Suddenly, a look of shock came over Nathan's face. 

Damn it...I can't believe that I'm happy with myself for killing a man...

As Nathan was being proud of himself, he noticed several jets passing through. He knew that it was military-owned.

What the hell...this is all so sudden. What's going on in this country?

Super and regular soldiers were being deployed around cities. With nowhere to go due to their deployment, this was the start of the war against the S-Class criminals.

* * *

The jets that were approaching the warehouse landed in the yard. Numerous super and regular soldiers came out. They were all greeted by the gruesome sight of their dead comrades, along with multiple destroyed helicopters.

"Jeez...the superiors did say this wasn't going to be easy," Ethan said. He's one of the trio that had visited the injured Rachel in the hospital.

Beside him was Rebecca. She looked rather frustrated at the sight.

"Hey guys, look what we found." Sebastian, the third member of the trio that had visited Rachel said. He was behind the trailer.

They approached him and were immediately surprised at what they saw. The trailer was filled, to the very limit, with dynamites and other explosives.

"What the hell...?" Rebecca asked in a concerned expression.

"These criminals were plotting something very big with this," Sebastian said. "Well one of those criminals is Zack, who's a fanatic when it comes to explosives, so it wouldn't be too far-fetched to say that they were gonna bomb to hell some random place."

"We gotta confiscate this," Rebecca said.

Damn criminals...