Tingling.
A smoke grenade rolled around at Kim Yi-Hyeon's feet. [S-6 Tactical Smoke Grenade]. Gray smoke poured out from the open smoke tube, rapidly spreading in all directions.
"this…!"
The person who reacted the fastest was the soldier who was closely watching Kim Yi-hyeon. However, there was a slight delay. As the atmosphere became more mature, his gaze was drawn to the stage.
To begin with, the soldiers were not particularly wary of Kim I-Hyeon. Up until today, he had not caused any incidents or controversies, and he did not even have a single sword in his possession.
They were just watching because Mithril had ordered them to. Some of the soldiers even thought it was a waste of manpower.
Just a second or two of carelessness. That was fatal.
The smoke quickly rose to above his ankles. The machete made by Kim Yi-Hyeon's hand flowed like water into West Creek's right hand.
Kwak!
Before he could even aim his gun, the blade was stuck in the soldier's neck. The cervical vertebrae were easily crushed. The faint electricity generated by the spell activated Westcreek's muscle cells.
Bam!
Another soldier had a hole punched in his face.
Kim Yi-hyeon, who had been unarmed, was now holding a shield and a pistol in both hands. They were equipment he had become accustomed to handling and was now skilled at using.
West Creek ran wildly to the right, cutting down enemy soldiers. On the other hand, Kim I-Hyeon calmly pulled the trigger. Now was not the time to fight with an empty mind.
When strategic judgment must take priority.
You have to read the flow accurately.
"Gyaaaaaaah!"
"Terror, terror!"
The people panicked at the sudden gunshots and smoke. There was not even a trace of civilized order as they pushed each other and ran away.
After clearing the front, Kim Hyun-hyun stuck close to the platform. This way, there was no need to worry about a stray bullet aimed at him hitting the back of an Atlanta citizen.
'It's not like there won't be any civilian casualties, though.'
There must have been many people who fell and were crushed to death. Even though it was a situation that he had caused himself, Kim I-Hyeon did not want civilians to die.
"There are only two enemies, shoot!"
Boom, boom!
A hail of bullets struck the shield repeatedly.
Kim Yi-hyeon's head calmly assessed the situation. The current number of troops was about 50. Rather than decreasing, they were increasing. The soldiers guarding the rear of the execution grounds also rushed here.
All attention was focused on Kim Hyun and West Creek. Mithril did not appear, and no one paid attention to the stage.
It was a perfect aggro. The signal flare was fired brilliantly.
Next. This time, it's their turn to move. I've prepared the stage from start to finish, but they're not the type of people who will just sit back and watch.
It was as expected.
Some of the legion soldiers turned their guns towards them. The target screamed in terror.
"What are you, are you squinting your eyes?! Who are you talking to right now…."
bang!
The guns aimed at the friendly forces opened fire. Three people. Although they were a very small number, they were more than enough to cause chaos.
'So they planted a spy after all.'
It was the best means to make up for the lack of manpower. And that wasn't all. Al Qamar's members who had been hiding among the crowd began to reveal themselves one by one.
Their armed status was not good to say the least. Some were carrying guns, but even those were crude, old-fashioned revolvers. The rest took out the knives they had hidden in their pockets and rushed at the enemy.
However, reinforcements were in abundance. Weapons could be replenished by killing enemies.
The battlefield became chaotic in an instant.
The gray smoke from the smoke grenade had also become noticeably thicker. With the attacks against him slackening, Kim Yi-Hyeon quickly checked his surroundings.
'What about Darun? Where is it?'
There's no way he wouldn't come. He's not the type of person to just sit back and watch from afar. But no matter where I looked, I couldn't see Darun.
He's probably in disguise. And there's a high chance he's casting spells. The most effective way to utilize Darun's abilities in the current situation is... .
'On the stage.'
"Ugh!" A small groan was heard.
When I turned my gaze, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court was lying on the ground, bleeding. The soldier who had been leading the criminals had also turned into a corpse. Drops of blood fell from the empty air.
'Is that it?'
Transparency. This is Darun's spell.
It makes not only your own body but also objects that touch your skin transparent. There is a mass limit, but you can apply the ability to anything like a dagger. In the game, this ability is expressed as stealth.
In fact, I have never seen a fraud skill as good as this. It is useless in front of someone with detection abilities, but… the ways to utilize it are endless.
Kim Lee-hyun stuck out his tongue and tried to climb up onto the stage. But then he stopped midway.
'... ... It seems Darun was in the square from the beginning.'
If so, Mantra would have known about it in advance. The information Mantra obtained was immediately relayed to Mithril. That cunning author didn't make any preparations?
Also, there's one thing that's been bothering me for a while now.
'The quality of the soldiers is too crude.'
No matter how you looked at it, they were not skilled soldiers.
You could tell just by looking at their faces. Except for a few, most of the troops were Atlanta citizens. Still, it was a place where they were executing the son of a national leader.
Meanwhile, the bloodstains were getting closer and closer to Ismail. Ismail was kneeling and staring blankly at the scene before his eyes. Then Darun's figure appeared right in front of him.
"Ismail, can you get up?"
"You… Is this you…?"
"I'm sorry, but time is limited."
As Darun was trying to help Ismail up, his eyes turned around. Under the platform, a soldier with his face covered by a hood was staring at him.
Since he was good at disguise, it was easy to recognize him. No, if you had focused, anyone would have noticed. Not only did he have a rough physique, but… he had a uniquely murderous aura.
"I kept him alive on purpose, but he's going to do something about it."
The soldier lifted his hood, revealing Mithril's grim face. He smiled and raised his rifle.
Toodoodoodoo!
A close-range shot, less than 10 meters away. He didn't care that Ismail was there. He was already going to be executed anyway, so there was no problem in killing him.
A criminal organization attempted to rescue Ismail by committing a terrorist attack… The scenario was pretty good. After catching and killing them all, you can start squeezing taxes in earnest.
If we set an example, no one would want to start a riot. Weeding out the soldiers was also necessary. For Mithril, it was an opportunity to easily deal with various problems.
Bam, bam!
"shit…!"
Darun lay face down on the floor, pressing Ismail's back. The bullets swiped past his hair. The relatively high platform made it easy to hide his body.
"Tsk, shooting really doesn't suit my personality."
Mithril threw down his gun that was firing wildly. There was a moment of opening. Without missing a beat, a flash grenade with its pin pulled rolled down to his feet.
Boom!
The flash grenade scattered the sound and shock in all directions. Darun jumped down in one stride, carrying Ismail on his shoulder. Kim I-hyeon, along with the members of the organization that were engaged in the fight, approached.
"Hand over Ismail. I will take him and run away."
"No, that can't be…."
"There's no time, you little shit!"
Kim Yi-hyeon reprimanded Darun. It was as he said. Mithril's silhouette began to change in the thick smoke.
I have never actually seen it, but it is something I have heard reports of several times. It is said that neither bullets nor spears will hit Mithril that has cast a spell.
The odds are slim.
The priority should be Ismail's survival. Darun's spells cannot hide people. It would be ideal to confuse them as much as possible and then leisurely escape.
"...Okay, we'll hold you back."
Darun handed Ismail's new recruit over to Kim I-hyeon. He then motioned to Rabiya to follow him. This was for the purpose of guarding and surveillance.
"Please take good care of me."
"okay."
Kim Yi-hyeon nodded seriously. Just before turning his back, Mithril emerged from the smoke.
A blue mineral covering the entire body. Jagged blades grew out of the shoulder blades. It was shaped like a giant stone made of metal.
"Go!"
Darun took out a gun from his bosom. At the same time, his subordinates rushed at Mithril, offering their bodies like strawberries.
Kim Yi-hyeon kicked the ground without looking back. Screams erupted from all over the place. There was a shrill cracking sound mixed in between the voices complaining of intense pain.
"Ugh, ugh! What is this, what is this? You…."
There was no time to answer Ismail's question. Only one smoke grenade was used. Not only was the view not completely blocked, but the smoke cover was also limited.
Bang, bang!
If it weren't for Rabiya, it would have been quite a struggle. Kim Yi-hyeon smiled inwardly. After running for a while, recalling the surrounding terrain, he was able to find West Creek.
"Hyun, this way!"
The corpses of enemy soldiers were lying around like trash at my feet. It seemed like they had cleaned it up by themselves. I had ordered them to open up an escape route in advance, but I didn't expect them to do this well.
'It's not 6 stars for nothing.'
Kim Yi-Hyeon set out on the road along West Creek. The operation at the execution grounds was only in its final stages. After moving along the route he had planned in advance, he arrived at a commercial building.
At the corner of the street, the exhaust sound of a car could be heard.
"You're doing well because I told you to, kid."
Of course, it was a stolen car. Turkam's specialty and hobby was working on all aspects of cars. He also had the knowledge and manual skills to start the car by following the wiring.
The bus, which had been running roughly, stopped in front of the building. West Creek opened the door right away. While pushing Ismail into the seat, Turkam stuck out his tongue in the driver's seat.
"Oh, you really did it."
"Really? What about you?"
"It hit the abdomen. I couldn't confirm it, but... it's probably a fatal wound."
"Okay. You did all the work on this mission."
"Hey, that's about it…."
Turkam rubbed his neck as if he was embarrassed. But it was neither a polite remark nor an exaggeration. Not only did he deal with the mantra, he also brought a vehicle to escape in.
West Creek, Turkam, if even one person had been missing, the operation would not have succeeded. Whether they were elite agents or reserve agents, they showed their abilities without holding back.
And all of this went according to Kim Ihyeon's plan.
"...Just how far did you think about it?"
Rabiya's face was filled with shock as she watched. She had hoped that he would simply act as bait. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that both Legion and Al Qamar were playing around in Kim I-Hyeon's hands.
Kim Yi-hyeon stared at her and then answered briefly.
"Until next time."
widely.
The car door closed, without Rabiya in it.
- What, what is it? What do you want me to do!
Bro, bro!
Rabiya slammed the door with her fist. Kim I-hyeon didn't even look at her. He just looked straight ahead and muttered a word.
"Let's go."
"Oh, yeah? You didn't get on them all?"
"It's all gone."
With just that, Turkam figured out Kim I-hyeon's intentions. Ismail was saved. He had obtained enough information. Now, there was no business in Atlanta.
That's what he was saying.
"No… but still…."
My hands on the steering wheel were trembling. But I was not given the luxury of hesitation. On the other side, the soldiers of the Legion appeared.
They looked different from the soldiers in the square. They were all wearing gas masks. They were the main force of the Legion, Turkam realized the moment he saw them.
"All right."
The vehicle began to move away.