When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 2
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 2
It was then that I saw things I hadn’t seen before.
A desert-colored Humvee (HMMWV) tilted as if it were sitting down, a desolate asphalt road covered with sand, sparsely built Arab-style buildings and an industrial complex under construction in the distance.
This was Al Jamash.
A fictional city created with the motif of a civil war country in Southwest Asia.
And it was the place I always saw when I started Rareple.
‘… It’s real.’
Sight, smell, and touch were unmistakably clear, but it had nothing to do with it.
It was just knowing. In a dream, it’s unclear whether it’s real or fake, but in reality, it’s like there’s no confusion at all.
Everything was real and real.
“… … !”
The muzzle was visible.
The appearance of sneaking out from the Humvee bumper side with a chuckle.
Then, I began to remember the game scenes that I had played dozens of times more clearly.
‘Yes, that gun… … .’
Sooner or later they would spot me and take aim.
But that’s it.
In the end, the rebels couldn’t pull the trigger, and the scenario was that they were killed by returning allies.
This is also one of the opening scenes of Lareple.
But in reality, I couldn’t stay still.
The enemy is coming, how can I just watch it?
Of course I had to react.
I couldn’t do anything in the game because the keyboard didn’t work, but now I can move my limbs.
I fixed the HK416 that was running on me.
It wasn’t the main firearm used in the unit, but it wasn’t difficult to use because I had handled several firearms and the gun was there as well.
Even though it’s been a long time since I was discharged, it seems that the feeling of that time still remains.
I reloaded the bolt, checked the bullet, and turned the control lever to a single shot with my thumb while holding the handle.
And the moment you turn the barrel of the gun towards the bumper.
Turbuck. A rebel wearing a turban with a black beard appeared along with a crowd of people.
“… … !”
Eyes met with the guy.
I moved my index finger across the trigger guard.
The riot was instant.
There was no hesitation or waiting.
It was like during active duty, and maybe even faster than that, overpowering the enemy.
As the rebel collapsed, a gruff voice was heard at the same time.
A character who would have killed an enemy in my place in the game.
“Good luck, newcomer. however… Luke?! sh*t! Luke!”
It was Jake Russell with a gruff voice.
The team leader of the PMC team I belong to, and one of the main supporting characters of Lareple.
It was also my favorite character in Lareple, and my jaw dropped as soon as I saw it in person.
‘… It’s huge.’
It was overwhelming just to look at the height of 2 meters, the triceps and biceps that seemed like a short-sleeved T-shirt would burst, and the thick body like a pillar in a parking lot.
The rich golden beard, comparable to that of Santa Claus, is only noticeable later.
It was like a resurrected Viking.
However, I didn’t like the character Jake because of his appearance.
Not only because of his appearance, but also because he was a soldier among soldiers in his actions, words, and way of thinking.
Even from Delta Force, whom I long for.
“Damn it, this bastard was the first to leave after all, like a damn ranger.”
Quickly confirming Luke’s death, Jake sighed and looked straight at me.
“you? Are there any injuries?”
“Um, I… … .”
I was about to answer, but I hesitated involuntarily.
‘I speak English… … ?’
‘Um, I’m…’ from the open mouth. … .’ and English was coming out.
It was unbelievable.
Unless English is a term used in the military, I read it stutteringly and talk a little about Konglish.
But thinking about it, I understood the English spoken by Jake and Luke.
And I realized almost at the same time.
The characters of Lareple exchanged English.
‘Awesome, this… … .’
It was the moment I tried to answer with judgment.
Fighting, fighting, fighting—!
Sharp gunshots rang out in succession.
As one of our remaining Humvees retreated, they opened fire on the insurgents with a .50-caliber heavy machine gun mounted on the roof.
I knew very well what that meant.
‘It’s just the beginning.’
The rest of the team was all leaving.
The escort VIPs were to be ejected in a decent Humvee, and now Jake and I had to deal with the enemy until support arrived.
It was kind of a tutorial.
In the process of battle, you can learn how to operate the keyboard by handling movement, shooting, and even a 50-caliber heavy machine gun mounted on the roof.
And when reinforcements arrive, the tutorial is over.
It was because the frightened rebels immediately turned around and ran away when they saw several Humvees coming from afar.
Naturally, this scene was always sad.
This is because two out of five Toyota pickup trucks brought by the rebels have already been damaged by the counterattack of the allies, and the enemy’s fighting ability is poor, so it can be suppressed enough.
They can’t even hit a Humvee with a close-up RPG-7.
If they worked well with Jake, a veteran team leader from Delta Force, the two of them could have conquered them all.
Not just guns, but machine guns too.
I immediately checked with Jake.
“The VIP withdrawal is complete, can we respond until support arrives?”
The corners of Jake’s mouth moved at my words.
“Yes, that is correct. Then you know what to do.”
“I’ll go up to the roof.”
He said it without the slightest hesitation.
However, what I meant now was a different development from the game.
This was because in the in-game, which was conducted like a tutorial, simple movement, aiming and shooting using the HK416, and going up on the humvee roof and using the mounted machine gun were required.
The game proceeded in that order.
But it was just a game. In reality, it never did.
‘I have to hit it with all my might.’
There was no need to move or fire in sequence.
In the current situation, it was most efficient to push with overwhelming firepower. For example, an M2 Browning heavy machine gun mounted on a Humvee.
With that, it was possible to tear up about three Toyota trucks like aluminum foil.
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Looking at Jake, fortunately, a satisfactory answer came back.
“That’s it, I’ll shoot from below.”
Just as I dealt with the rebels who sneaked in instead of Jake, it seems that it doesn’t have to go according to the tutorial in the game.
His words were added.
“I’ll draw attention from the side, so go up in a few seconds. And when it gets dangerous, come down right away. Because the top is like a good target to hit.”
It was said that because it was a machine gun with strong firepower, it was receiving such an intensive check.
Even Humvee can’t move.
It was perfect for getting shot, but it didn’t scare me in the slightest.
I was a soldier once, and I wanted to be a soldier all my life, and I still have lingering attachments to the military.
In other words, there was no reason to hesitate in front of a given mission.
Even if he died in the game, he had to do what he had to do as a former special forces soldier.
Of course, I didn’t know what would happen if I got hit in the game.
Is it really dying, or is it recovering with an item?
But right now there was work to be done. The rebels were still alternating between the sound of engines and gunshots from Toyota pickup trucks.
As I listened to Jake’s words, I quietly opened the Humvee’s door and crawled carefully inside the Humvee.
bang! Valid! Tadadadadang-!
As Jake’s gunfire spread, the sound of rebel counterattacks began to fill in.
As the bullets ricocheted off the back of the Humvee, where Jake took cover, I cautiously and quickly stepped on the steps inside and climbed onto the roof of the Humvee.
And he calmly waved his hand in front of the M2 Browning heavy machine gun.
‘Retract the bolt, advance, release the lock and aim.’
Although the whole process was not quick, it was done quite calmly.
Although it is a machine gun that I have never handled other than simple training, it was thanks to the structure and handling of the gun that there was no difference.
And the moment you turn the cradle and aim at the enemy.
I slowed down.
It was because the strength was added as if someone was helping.
The heavy machine gun turned easily, just like aiming with a regular rifle, not a machine gun.
Even the direction and aim seemed to be adjusted by itself, as if reducing the margin of error.
But there was no time to appreciate it.
Some of the rebels who were shooting at Jake were spotting me.
As I finished my thoughts, the machine gun started firing at the same time.
Fight, fight, fight! Fight against each other!
I shot it short to catch the strong recoil, but there was no need for that.
Because I felt the same power this time.
Even though the recoil is strong, the aim correction continues.
The moment I realized this, the 12.7mm bullets began to smash the Toyota pickup truck as if it were sitting down.
Talk about it!
“! احترس (Be careful!)”
“! إنه رشاش ثقيل (Heavy machine gun!)”
With the voices of the rebels, moving Toyota pickup trucks began to fall.
It was an instant.
Fight Dada— The Quagga River!
The moment the two vehicles lost their maneuverability in an instant and stopped.
A bullet grazed my shoulder.
Along with a burning sensation, I felt the sleeves of my short-sleeved T-shirt getting wet.
Several more bullets flew after that.
Pi-shuong – Pi-shuong! Tadadadang!
A couple more feet passed by my ears. The moment he tries to subdue the rest by turning his gun.
The trigger was not pulled.
“Machine gun malfunction!”
I shouted reflexively.
It seemed like a simple burn jam, but I couldn’t afford to open the lid to check.
Because the last pickup truck left was turning.
It was an obvious runaway.
A few rebels hurriedly climb into the luggage compartment.
I couldn’t miss that.
The hanging HK416 was mounted next to the M2 and held onto it.
In an instant, the red dot inside the dot sight was marked by the enemy.
It was the same as turning a machine gun. Something seemed to help Joon.
But this time, there was no time to appreciate it.
When the enemy was spotted, they had to fire. The force entered the index finger that was hanging on the trigger guard.
The muzzle spewed fire.
bang! bang! bang!
The moment the three shots were fired.
Finally, the rear window of the pickup truck was broken. The figure of the person in the driver’s seat swayed, and at the same time the front wheel turned.
hit the driver.
The pick-up truck turned to the dirt floor with an intense friction sound.
then fired again.
Tadadang! Valid! Appropriate -!
After going a few more meters, the car eventually crashed into a collapsed house.
The rebels behind them fell as if pouring to the floor. The shock was so severe that he couldn’t even move his body.
By the time the shooting stopped, the sound of Jake’s gun also stopped.
He had killed most of the insurgents resisting behind a Toyota pickup truck that had spread out.
Roughly, about fifteen people.
‘also… It’s neat.’
When I came down from the Humvee, the vehicles that had come to support were just arriving.
Jake tapped my bloody shoulder.
“You did well, rookie. I especially like that kang. I didn’t have much practical experience.”
“Yes, I played a long time ago, but… … .”
I paused while answering.
‘Come to think of it… … .’
I was so sane.
I wasn’t talking about wounds, I was talking about a psychological state.
Even if it was calm, it was too calm.
It was not like this even when I was on active duty 10 years ago when I was dispatched to the Middle East.
After the simple engagement, my heart beat so fast that it burst, and the hand that held the gun was red and tingling.
On the other hand, now Jake and the two of them killed all the rebels.
There were numerous rebels killed and wounded.
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Luke, who even informed me of the situation, was shot in the face and died.
‘Can you see this right in front of your nose?’
It was unbelievable.
It’s a situation that came into the game, but I was reacting and moving just like in reality.
At that moment, what happened a few minutes ago flashed through my mind.
This explains everything.
Why am I so calm and why is my aim so good.
Trait 1 ＜Marksman＞
: The effect of aim correction is applied to improve aiming speed and accuracy.
Attribute 2 ＜Extreme Stamina＞
: You can sprint for a long time and recover quickly from physical abnormalities caused by physical stress.
Attribute 3 ＜Steel Mental＞
: Does not receive combat stress and resists mental abnormalities.
He must have seen the effects of the double marksmanship and steel mentality. The special physical strength would have been applied as well.
“her… … .”
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Laughter came out.
Also, looking at it, my body wasn’t the same as when I was thirty-nine.
My knee didn’t hurt every time I bent it.
It was fine. No, it was a strong body that was not healthy.
The very character I created a few minutes ago.
It was Lee Kang-tae, who had a tall, sleek, and solid body that I envied.
I couldn’t see his face, but he must have been handsome.
At the end, a word popped out.
“… f*cked it.”
It was because I finally remembered the ending of Lareple.
Even after watching it dozens of times, I always admired how cool the cinematic video was.
It was a devastating nuclear war.