When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 112
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 112
I hid the vehicle near the operation area, got off, and immediately put on firearms and essential equipment.
MP7 and Glock 19 combined with silencer, bulletproof helmet and plate carrier, etc.
My jeans and white shirt got caught, but I couldn’t help it because I didn’t even prepare a change of clothes.
The only thing that could be worn in the vehicle was a silver foil blanket for warmth.
So, it was time to wrap the knee pads that I usually use over my jeans.
A vehicle came this way.
It was Marcus and Harry, named Foxtrot 2 and 6.
The two of them got off while packing up their weapons, and among them, Harry pulled the slide-type butt of the MP7 and spoke up.
“Sir, is there anything special about it? Or the safety around you… … .”
“Then is the operation still in effect?”
I laughed out loud at those words.
He took on the role of successor while living and dining together for the past four weeks, and he seemed to know me as his superior.
He gave a short answer while double-checking all the equipment he was wearing.
“I know what you think of me… Ask Jake about it, since he is the team leader.”
“ah… all right.”
Harry nodded as if he knew only then, and shortly thereafter, Jake and Jose, Foxtrot Nos. 1 and 4, appeared.
As if he had already finished wearing it on the way back, José, who had come down armed, let out a sigh.
“To think that we had to operate in such a wonderful building. It’s a place worth paying an entrance fee for a family trip. Isn’t that right, Marcus?”
“Are you taking a break just because you were on the boat? Why don’t you zip up that zipper first?”
“what… Oh no.”
By the time Marcus answered, Jose hurriedly flirted with his hand.
Jake called us together.
As I got closer to his stoic and heavy voice, several pieces of information were conveyed.
There are more than 20 security guards, and it is not known exactly how many. And that the building was a church in the Middle Ages, and that there are no design drawings stored as files anywhere in the related institutions, and so on.
There were a lot of bad things, but there were also some good things.
“As a result of the satellite survey, there are no private houses in the vicinity, and there are few people. As long as it’s not a tolerable gunshot or explosion, some level of commotion will be allowed.”
Also, since the sun was setting, it was easy to conceal, and the electrical facilities of the building to be infiltrated were also outside, so it was possible to cut off the power.
The downside was that the target was in contact with an outsider, so they couldn’t wait long, and they had to infiltrate as quickly as possible.
I don’t know how things will change.
It was, of course, a rather disconcerting conclusion for us.
I had to reduce even one mercenary on alert and make them tired, because everything was normal in the early hours of the night.
That means you have to deal with normal and more enemies.
However, Jake, who gathered us, didn’t seem to care, instructing Rachel to operate the drone and discussing specific operations.
Infiltration method, direction, timing, etc.
It was a battle that took place in an unfamiliar type of building, but like veterans, everyone picked up only the necessary things and quickly drew conclusions.
‘It’s like the main actors of Lareple, after all… … .’
I don’t know about the building that will be rushed into soon, but my team was as reliable as I was.
Whether it’s skill or time.
Before long, Jake shook his head at the details of the strategy he was concluding.
There is quite a lot of content, but the process and results are simple.
Wall and infiltrate, annihilation and suppression.
The additional rules of engagement were clearer than anything else.
“All firing, including pre-emptive fire, is permitted, but suicide or self-destruction is permitted and proceeded.”
The words at the end were terrifying, but there was nothing to reply to.
I just want to know and move on.
Upon arriving at the final assembly point near the building before infiltration, Jake’s voice was heard, heavier than ever.
“Three minutes before the operation.”
As I sighed at those words, I heard Rachel’s voice asking me to check the radio.
– Foxtrot 3, please check the sensitivity.
“Foxtrot 3 good.”
While answering, I looked in the direction where Rachel was, but I couldn’t see anything as if I had been praying for a long time.
He probably dug into the beat and finished the cover-up.
‘also… … .’
While admiring how fast and perfect he was, Jake began to move.
He put down his night vision goggles, held the MP7, which was too small for his size, with both hands, and slowly moved forward.
Next, I followed, followed by Harry, Jose, and Marcus in a line.
There was nothing difficult.
It was thanks to the fact that the drones had previously scanned the operation area and the vicinity to determine that there were no risk factors, and checked all the surroundings with the naked eye while proceeding.
And a fairly large firearm that was lent by the CIA came out.
One of the things Harry kept wearing.
It was an electromagnetic shock wave launcher.
To put it simply, it could be seen as an EMP gun, and the purpose and purpose of use were simple to match the name.
Disable electronics within firing range.
We were going to break one of the cameras in the Waltham area, go inside and turn off the breaker altogether.
Jake says, then Harry pulls out an EMP gun and points it at him.
As we exchanged glances, the signal dropped.
Other than that, there was no sound of the electromagnetic shock wave, but as instructed, I ran toward my destination, the wall.
Then he stepped on Jake’s hand and climbed over the fence.
after hanging out for a while.
With a chin and landing, I quickly grabbed the MP7 and entered the perimeter.
At the same time, Marcus, Jose, and Harry flew in.
Then a huge hand grabbed the grating and slowly climbed over the fence.
It’s like King Kong climbing the Empire State Building.
While swallowing admiration, Jake came over.
There was a fairly heavy sound, but it was fortunate that the sound did not spread much because it was early at night, not dawn.
The moment I thought so and tried to move.
– Back door opened, thermal response detected. Attention required.
The back door mentioned was a small iron door around the corner of the building, which was supposed to be closed at this point.
It was open only during regular patrol hours and shifts.
As I turned around, the enemy appeared.
And almost at the same time, as if Jake had been waiting, he slashed his greatsword.
It seemed that he had been paying attention from the beginning.
The greatsword flew like it was being shot and was embedded very cleanly and perfectly.
And the moment the enemy stumbled and grabbed the gun.
I wanted to shoot, but luckily Harry was running first.
with the greatsword drawn.
He jumped up in an instant and stabbed his opponent with a blade in the abdomen.
A bold and sure move.
As I watched with my MP7 aiming at it, Harry grabbed a falling enemy and slowly laid him down, eliminating any room for noise.
It was a very good look.
‘child… It’s worth being together for four weeks.’
While admiring it, Jake’s voice came through the headset.
– Since the enemy has been killed, enter as quickly as possible. Team 2 goes up first, and team 1 immediately moves to block the controller. to each location.
Team 2 and Team 1, which I just mentioned, were teams that I had just made while setting up a strategy, and among them, I, who was evaluated as a strategic weapon, belonged to Team 1.
There are missions like blocking the controller, but that wasn’t the only reason.
It was because they estimated that there would be a target on the first floor, and also expected that there would be more enemies on the first floor than on the second floor due to the structure of the building.
At least 10 or more people, if unlucky, it could have been 20 to 30 people.
At worst, around 40 people.
On the other hand, the second floor is estimated to have at most 10 people.
Not only me, but also Jake and Harry, a medical specialist, had to be assigned to the relatively more important team 1.
Team 2 was Marcus and Jose, the vice team leaders.
I was a bit concerned that only two people were going up, but I couldn’t help it.
This was because, in the current situation where the target and outsiders are in contact, priority was given to prompt suppression and occupation after simultaneous entry on the 1st and 2nd floors.
Above all, since the attack routes are standardized indoors, it was enough to divide them.
Meanwhile, a new radio was heard.
– Team 2 will go up to the balcony.
When I glanced back while moving, Marcus was already stepping on my shoulder and going up to the second floor balcony.
Again, swift and unhesitating movements.
And our 1st team also quickly moved to the external breaker.
Turning off the electricity was easy.
The patrolling person had just been taken out, the surveillance cameras were down, and the most important control box lid had been opened by Jake.
The aluminum hinges creaked and made a noise, but there was no time to worry about that.
It was a speed battle from now on.
– I’m going to turn off the breaker.
After the short words, darkness came in an instant.
This was the real beginning.
“I’ll go through the back door.”
I moved while talking briefly, and quickly entered while exchanging signals with Jake by shaking my head.
I’m in a straight direction, Jake is on the side.
Realizing there were no enemies, he aimed at the entrance, but Jake’s gun reacted first.
There was too much noise from the start, which was unavoidable.
It was because the bullet was small.
The small 4.6×30mm bullets used in the MP7 have good penetrating power due to their fast projectile speed, but the smaller the bullets, the weaker the anti-personnel power.
According to Jake, there are Taliban who fight back after being hit dozens of times.
So I have to shoot quite a lot, but I wasn’t.
To Do Do Do!
I sent an enemy who was approaching with three feet straight to the goal.
2 chests, 1 head.
To put it bluntly, it seemed that two shots to the chest had already shocked and disabled the heart, but what was certain was the head.
I didn’t even need to kill for confirmation.
Since he was not wearing a hat, let alone a helmet, the bullet had pierced his head.
It wasn’t just interest.
No one was wearing a bulletproof helmet.
Only our G&G Corp TF.
‘If it’s like this… Even 30 to 40 people is meaningless.’
It’s cumbersome, but it’s worth doing.
It might be an outdoor battle, but this was an indoor CQB (Close Quarter Battle) site with walls and ceilings.
There was no way I would die.
No, I was confident that not even a single bullet would hit me.
I learned a lot while fighting Delta not too long ago, and it was thanks to the intense training under the guise of a four-week vacation.
“I lead the way. Please take good care of the cover.”
It went on as it spoke, and it continued to fire.
Do-do-do-do! To Do Do Do!
The problem was that the enemies counterattacked as if they had waited, and the number was quite large.
Even the sentries in the garden were coming in.
It wasn’t scary though.
It was indoors, but at the same time there were two more people behind me.
It is also the monster and the smart successor to be raised as the next monster.
When I shouted while sharpening the magazine, Jake answered as if he had waited, and Harry was vigilant from the rear.
It seemed that 20 or so people died in an instant in my hands.
I couldn’t count as usual.
It was because there were a lot of numbers, but there was not enough room to count them all.
were running in succession.
As if imitating a tense zombie movie.
Even so, I was laughing at the perfect breathing that seemed to have passed 10 years.
Of course, it wasn’t that easy.
The moment we entered the back door, passed through the kitchen, and entered the living room from the end of the hallway, fighting the battle.
– West window of the building, 2 enemies enter from the outside!
After saying that, I felt a presence.
No, the sound of the veranda glass being shattered suddenly came in.
Wow Jangchang! Clink-
I hope Jake can see it, but he was shooting another enemy from the other side of the wall in the hallway.
That is, there is only one way.
I had to kill him, but I had no intention of stopping the check on the enemies I faced.
He just hid his head, so if he stops shooting, he’ll return fire.
After lowering his left hand holding the vertical handle, he twisted his wrist and pulled out the Glock 19 from his waist.
And he pointed the Glock 19 all the way to the left.
After looking in that direction, the MP7 in my right hand began to shake as the sharpshooter effect was released.
Instead, the Glock 19 on my left hand that I looked at was fixed at exactly one point.
The enemy broke the glass and aimed a gun at the enemy.
The percussion took place in succession.
As soon as I shot it, I hit another person, and the heads of two people snapped back at once.
It must have been that he was pulling the trigger as he was running towards it, so it was fired and the bullets flew continuously, but they did not even reach me.
Just hit the stone wall and the ceiling.
Nevertheless, avoiding the follow-up attack from the side, he took a half step back and looked forward again.
Then, the muzzle of the right hand stopped as if it were fixed by the power of the characteristic, and in the gap, it pierced the forehead of the enemy who was sticking his head out.
It was an instant.
Before I knew it, Jake across from me finished cleaning up the living room, even killing an enemy in my blind spot.
All that remained on the first floor was a closed door.