160 – The River of No Return (1)
I won.
Really, without exaggeration, I won by a single piece of paper.
A strategy to give flesh and take bones. If he didn’t do that, he was an opponent he couldn’t win.
Befitting a monster that oversaw the entire Information Bureau, it was impossible to subdue it easily, even with the skills learned through blood and sweat from Claude Lane.
“Collock!! Cough Cough!!”
But I couldn’t get drunk with the joy of victory. As I let out a cough, a terrible pain ran through my body. A wet sensation on the tongue and throat.
Let’s exhale as if we were vomiting, thump! And red blood splattered on the floor.
“Mr…. Eight…… !!!”
It was an internal injury. At least five ribs must have been broken. Even though he was wearing a protective gear to absorb shock inside his military uniform, he looked like this.
I don’t know if the lung was punctured or if it was ruptured.
First of all, it was so painful that I couldn’t even breathe properly.
If only the opponent hadn’t been vigilant.
If the number was read at the last moment.
The one lying on the floor must have been me, not Yegor.
“Lieutenant Colonel Enoch Levandel!!!!”
An urgent voice came from behind. It was the first voice I heard. What was visible beyond the blurry vision was a soldier who was still young.
“Are you okay!?”
I couldn’t speak. As I stumbled, he was startled and grabbed his body and supported him.
“Medicine!! Call the medic!!!!”
But unlike a few years ago, I’m glad I have an ally right next to me.
I closed my eyes thinking such nonsensical thoughts.
***
Unlike the Eastern Spire side’s operation team, which was completely annihilated due to Enoch Levandel’s single action, the position of those who infiltrated the back gate of the Uk ranian Army Training Center was the exact opposite.
Soviet Information Bureau.
Lieutenant Colonel Enoch and the 8th Assault Magic Infantry Battalion were monsters like that, but it wasn’t because they were easy opponents.
How much less.
The trainees, who were less skilled than the regular army, were not worthy opponents.
The commander of the 2nd Training Regiment, who was in charge of field command, nervously bit his nails at the uninterrupted gunfire.
“I got a call from the 3rd Battalion! It’s too much damage…… !!”
“How many shifts?”
“It’s the 2nd battalion, but they say that the trainees in the 2nd battalion are completely scared. I feel like I can’t even fight properly…….”
“Damn it!! Did you send in a special military police unit? What is it!?”
Of course, there was no way the regimental commander could have known that the power that was staining the training center with blood was the General Information Bureau of the Soviet Empire.
So, the regimental commander had to suffer from a terrible sense of helplessness.
It’s the same Uk ranian soldier, but is there such a difference in skills?
In addition, bringing in trainees with no intention of fighting will only result in a large loss of troops.
That doesn’t mean you can’t bring in the regiments that were sent to guard the headquarters of the training center where the king is.
What if Orlando Ruth III was really killed after hastily requesting troops in a situation where you don’t know how the opponent will come out?
Who will bear the responsibility, and what will happen to Uk ran’s national fortune?
“First of all, we try to overcome it somehow with our own strength! Take the 3rd Battalion’s troops back slightly, and immediately mix them with the cavalrymen! At least the shooting direction will be the same!!”
It was a last resort.
In fact, compared to the enemy, even the cadres who are the subject of the battle have a terrible combat experience.
To the extent that mentioning the exchange fee itself is meaningless.
However, they were also subordinate to the regiment commander. Even the sacrifice of the souls shattered by bullets cannot be made meaningless.
The trainees walked out on a limb like that once again. To halt the enemy’s advance somehow. To keep their overlords out of the clutches of the wicked.
Those without rank advance with guns.
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However, even if the 2nd Training Regiment struggles, the problem will not be solved.
The agents of the General Intelligence Agency did not have a single main offensive direction.
-Deceive the size of your allies. Continue the attack here and there, and while the defending forces are disturbed, stab them with the sharpest sword.
These were the last instructions Yegor Ivanov left to his subordinates right before he went to fight Enoch Levandel.
After breaking through several counterattacks and breaking through the defenses, the Uk ranian troops were unable to properly pursue the personnel of the General Intelligence Directorate.
The 2nd Regiment is currently responding to only 10 people.
Of the 4 departments that infiltrated through the back gate, only two of them were. It is the Uk ranian reality that one regiment is captured by that amount of people.
Inflexible, lack of practical experience.
It is said that some reformed training has been adopted, but it is still too early to break free from the limitations inherent in it.
For Soviet Intelligence Directorate, who had been running through dozens of death ordeals, the soldiers at the Uk ranian Army Training Center were nothing but delicious game.
“Keah…… !!”
“All clear.”
A group of soldiers rushing to replenish are annihilated.
A corner of the alley was covered with the corpses of Uk ranian soldiers, and the spilled blood gathered to form a puddle.
A scene that terribly matches the word massacre.
With a ridiculous exchange rate of 1:6, after slaughter every enemy it encounters.
They succeeded in infiltrating the headquarters.
‘Take the right side there.’
‘I must remember this clearly, don’t use imperial language.’
Conversing with the look of their eyes and mouth, they slyly, naturally, and quickly ran up the headquarters.
For them, this was a beehive.
If a few bees rush at you, you can just kill them, but if there are hundreds of them, you’ll be in trouble.
If until now they only appeared sporadically and hunted, from now on I had to catch only the ‘queen bee’ and get rid of it.
“Damn it, the 5th company kids got hit!”
“Reinforce the outer perimeter immediately!!”
Tak-tak-tak-.
Uk ranian soldiers running around busy. The agents of the General Intelligence Agency calmly recalled the structure of the headquarters of the Army Training Center, hiding their presence as much as possible.
The facility map we received from the coup forces in advance was very useful.
I’m sure they wouldn’t have put a person who would become a king in any room, so it wouldn’t be difficult to find them if you searched for a few special-looking places.
‘Comrades, go upstairs and search the director’s office. We’ll go to the operation control room.’
‘I understand.’
As the lead agent gives instructions quickly, the agents disperse.
We must somehow find and eliminate the king. Only then can the game of civil war, which has become unfavorable, be completely overturned.
Soviet youths must already be preparing to advance near the border.
Even though the stupid Uk ranians failed to secure the prince, they had a strategy in mind when they couldn’t in the first place.
“Can we stay here like this?”
“I don’t know. You just do as you are told.”
“I’m dying of frustration because I don’t know how the outside works… ….”
Wooddeuk. Duduk.
Unluckily, the neck bones of two soldiers patrolling the route were crushed in an instant.
To human weapons capable of fighting bears with their bare hands, the defenseless sentries became cold corpses unable to even scream.
‘How about a disguise?’
‘There is no time. If I get caught fooling around, will you take responsibility?’
At the captain’s words, the agent nodded and threw the bodies of the two Uk ranian soldiers into a random room. The problem was at that moment.
Bang!!!
At the sound of gunshots, the captain turned his head hurriedly. The agent who was dragging the corpse falls with blood spurting from his forehead.
“Damn it!”
“Shoot!”
Quaaa!!
As soon as I witnessed the sight, I immediately started firing, but the bullets lost their power and fell due to the powerful water cannon that was pushed out of the door.
“A mage?”
“I knew it would be like this, what kind of bastards are these bastards!”
The person who appeared from the room was a red-haired officer. With her rifle in her hand, she pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
A single gunshot knocks another agent to the ground.
“Shoot!!! Shoot!!”
Bang! Fight against each other!!
An agent pulled the submachine gun he was holding. The flames flew fiercely and heated her muzzle.
“Aqua Gate…… !!”
In the same way, I was blocked by the magic used by another woman who escaped from the room.
A barrier of water.
Unlike other colored spells, the density of water itself was enough to demonstrate bulletproof performance.
It wasn’t until then that the leader started.
I was able to recall the names of two women who had been classified as people to watch out for right before being put into operation.
“Bell Meyer, Luna Aire…… !!”
“What are you calling me by name? Spy bastards.”
Contrary to his face, he spat out bloody curse words.
Luna Aire indifferently pulled her trigger.
The loss of three people, including the leader. Gunshots had already been heard, so it was certain that the Uk ranians would come soon.
At the worst possible outcome, the agents of the General Intelligence Agency chose to join their allies who had descended.
“Oh, you bastards!!”
“Stop there!”
We fired at the agents who were scattering like cockroaches, but unfortunately there were no hits.
“Bell is here! I’ll follow you!”
I have just recovered. The reason she can use her magic is because she is a first-class blue mage, but she was overdoing it enough.
After all, she is here, she has no choice but to step out on her own.
Luna Aire quickly exchanged magazines for her pistol that Enoch had given her, and began pursuing her agents.
“There it is!”
“hehehe…… !!”
“Alex! f*ck this…… !! Aww!!”
Tang, Taang!!
Even in the midst of that, the gunshots did not stop. Every time they encountered Uk ranian soldiers who heard the sound and ran, they shot and killed them with precision.
I’d rather have survived as long as possible and killed at least one of the Uk ranians.
Soon, reinforcements from the coup forces will arrive.
Since the back gate was occupied, if the Metropolitan Guard Division and Military Police troops, who had completely crossed over there, joined in, even if the assassination failed, they would be able to add value to their sacrifice.
But.
“…… ?!”
In the basement where they chased down their scattered allies, there was only one agent wearing the same outfit as them.
There must have been about six left.
Why is there only one person?
“Where did everyone go?”
The moment when one of the senior agents, who sensed something unusual, slowly approached and raised his weapon.
The submachine gun slung over his shoulder sprayed bullets.
Tada da da da da da da da da da da da dadada!!!
It took an instant for the rest of the agents who managed to escape to transform into unrecognizable lumps of flesh.
“Got it, you bastards!”
In the meantime, Luna Aire, who had finally caught up to the basement, aimed a gun at the last person left.
“Whoah, wait! Don’t pull the trigger. Got it? Shall I take off my mask?”
“…… ?”
“I thought you would be alive.”
A familiar voice.
With that unforgettable face.
She dropped the Logan P02 from her hand.
“Nikolai Hilbert…… !!”
“Looks healthy for being captured, Luna.”
Because he was an old colleague who had to part with them inevitably.
