Mercenary Black Mamba

Uviksa cut the shrub's root like a raft to make a basement entrance. His exquisite workmanship was good, as he would like to invite him as an instructor.

Suddenly, he remembered all the humans sent to Grave Vizzo. There were about four to five hundred people, including Ninja and magicians, who were dispatched by Higashi Honganji, local gangsters, corrupt prosecutors, and high-ranking officials. Half of them were human trackers arrested by Flatfish(Black Mamba's crew) on the south coast.

Even now, Geuk-do Kim and Flatfish were still supplying people to Grave Vizzo as a name under the overseas employment and lifelong work. The life-long service was the brightest idea ever. It was a desirable win-win strategy as Korea exported the trashes, while Novatopia earned lifelong workers.

A commissioner Afwerki controlled the Grave Vizzo by sleeping quality and rations. If the windbreak in the area dried up and the condition of the forest worsened, the quantity of the meals would be reduced from three to two or two to one, and the hours of sleeping time would be reduced from eight hours as well. They had to care for the trees if they didn't want to die. No wonder it was called a wet log.

Human rights? The victim's rights were presented in Novatopia but not for criminals. There were no long-term prisoners who lived longer than ten years in jail, life imprisonment, or condemned criminals, but only windbreak management faculties. Excuses such as suffering from hardships of life, drunkenness, being addicted to drugs, having trouble with sweethearts, and having menstrual syndrome were not a consideration.

******

No. 6 and 7, out of the basement, passed in front of Black Mamba, and entered the forest. No. 6 sniffed like a dog and No. 7 passed by touching natural objects such as grass, trees, and rocks with his palm. They were talented with a superpower of smelling and memorizing.

Black Mamba released spatial perception skills and tracked them. Uviksa was a top-tier Spetsnaz out of the Spetsnaz. Nothing would be left if he died or committed suicide. It was easy to kill but needed a little effort to capture alive.

Black Mamba stood up on the lower branches of Abyssinica like a ghost after he figured out the route of Uviksa. Abyssinica was a tropical tree under the rose family that grew to 70 meters. It formed a three-stage: the lower, middle, and upper layers. Locals called it a monkey tree because it was a tree where monkeys and sloths hid to avoid eagles.

"Advisor, Spetsnaz is an ignorant last-ditch in a word. Do you know EXPIAST(KGB's agent exam)? They penetrate both cheeks with an awl, cut their tights, and sew with needles while laughing. It would be safe to shoot on their head one more even if you think they are dead."

This was a saying from Ariba, emphasizing the cruelty and recklessness of Spetsnaz. Mu Ssang smirked. Such acts of self-harm were immature abuse, not courage, and they were stupid children who damaged the body handed down by their parents.

Cruelty and rigor were different. A true warrior was a man who was strict with himself. A man who was strict with himself could be generous to others, but a man who was cruel to himself was offensive to others.

Emotionless eyes stared down at the man in blue who passed under the tree.

"So, reshooting him to make sure if he dies? It would be okay to hit him a little harder."

The angel of death attacked.

"Ostorozhno! (Watch out!)"

No. 6 responded as quickly as possible after he sensed the wavelengths of air, but it was late. A strong iron plate hit the top of No. 7's head. As soon as No.6 lifted the ASS VAL(Soviet special forces assault rifle), a black object filled his eyes. Baam! His consciousness was gone after the fire flashed right in front of his eyes.

"Human's head? Head butt?"

It was a question left in the last consciousness. When No. 7 fell on the floor, the object that crushed No. 6's face also fell to the ground. It was an Abyssinia fruit, Ompalocarpom, thrown by Black Mamba.

"Wow, they're very sensitive."

Black Mamba admired. So far, Chui Do Shik was the only one who noticed the surprise attack.

"My man! I caught two bears."

"Yes, sir, I'm coming."

Woo-Hyun came right away. After that, Olonge, who noticed the end of the situation without communication, appeared like a ghost. Woo-Hyun took the blue man's helmet, mask, and goggles and pulled out a molar. It was a poisonous medication for a case of suicide. The experience of a captain of the People's Army reconnaissance brigade helped out.

"Wakil, this was so badly broken. You shouldn't play with food..."

Woo-Hyun picked up a bloodstained fruit and looked at No. 6, whose face was sunken, with pity. The cheekbones smashed and one eyeball popped out because of the shock. Of course, he would be dead anyway, but it would be this time.

He could imagine the situation without looking. He would be the first Uviksa who died by getting hit by a fruit. A human who has been swept away by natural disasters cannot be alive. All human creatures, including Woo-Hyun, were broken.

"Oh my God! He already gave up his life."

Woo-Hyun threw out No. 7. Blood poured from his nose, mouth, and ears. It was evident that he was attacked by the Gyeoksan Tau method.

"No way! Is the best warrior in the KGB that weak? Are they really Uviksa?"

Black Mamba looked into his hand. He tried to hit them a little harder because he was on the helmet, but he didn't use his resonance power. He used only muscle strength. He lost an innocent person because his physical strength changed when he couldn't realize it.

"Of course, they are. Ass Val is only available to Uviksa Corporation. This is the best assault rifle."

Woo-Hyun took the rifles of No. 6 and 7.

"Assi Bal, Jotto(damn, fucker)? Are you cursing at me?"

Black Mamba opened his eyes wider.

"Don't even try ridiculous old man jokes. This is a special war rifle produced by the Soviets. It has a built-in silencer and is strong enough as a 9mmx39mm bullet pierces holes in the bulletproof hallway. Jotto, a luxury brand that produced Ass Val, reduced the size of its body with a folding headboard and employed a 16-fold scope."

Woo-Hyun treated the gun as if his dead sister had returned.

"Is it better than MP5?"

Black Mamba was also a mercenary. He was attracted to high-performed weapons.

"There are pros and cons. Ass Val has a good trigger, but it is difficult to carry lots of bullets. However, I personally like Ass Val more than the MP5."

Woo-Hyun wrapped Uviksa's cartridge belt on his own and saved the cartridge and spared ammunition into his miscellaneous bag. All the rest of the equipment was for Olonge.

"Holy, It is elder abuse."

Black Mamba looked at Olonge with pitiful eyes. He already had two huge backpacks, an Ass Val, a helmet, and an ammunition belt. He was small with only 140 centimeters. It was fortunate that Ass Val was only 615mm if the headboard was folded.

"Yeah! We need to take all the things that make money. Oh, God, he has already woken up earlier than I thought."

Uviksa, whose face was smashed, raised his head.

"Uviksa has specialists in physical and psychic Esper. That guy looks like a physical person."

"It's just a mole that crawled out of a hole."

"Did you find a basement?"

"I found one."

"They have at least two. They don't put eggs in a basket."

"Of course. That is why I captured him. Shake him off."

The Russian was one of the liberal arts for capturing the People's Army. He did not worry at all.

"They were broken so badly. Ha!"

Woo-Hyun licked his lips. He injected a shoot of heart stimulant, but they were about to die.

"We just need to check a woman who ran away from the U.S. military camps."

Black Mamba kept himself calm.

******

"Wakil, they died after speaking a few words. Also, she's been hiding in that basement."

"Thank God! What's her name?"

"She is called No. 10. It meant the VIP crew."

"Why No. 10 is speical one? Not No. 1 or extraordinary?"

"The Soviet Interior Department celebrates October when the Lenin Revolution happened. That's why they are calling No. 10 for whom survived and returned from enemy territory."

"Very literary. She's a VIP on our side too," Black Mamba murmured.

He could only know the situation of the U.S. military camp if he captured No. 10.

"How many are in the base?"

"He said five, but I cannot believe it."

"Same here."

Black Mamba smirked. A guy from Uviksa wouldn't be telling the truth. If he said five, it would be at least ten.

"I'll catch No. 10, so wait for me."

"I'll help you out."

"There's hydrophones around the basement. Don't over-react but wait."

Black Mamba had vanished.

"Damn it, of course, elder Ombutti told me he won't need me..."

Woo-Hyun's face was rotten and tarnished.

******

It had already pass10 minutes since No. 6 and 7 had to be returned. No. 1 had to assume the worst case.

"Is there anything wrong with the hydrophones?"

"No, sir," the crew wearing headphones replied.

"Damn it! No. 5 report to Comrade Captain."

A skinny man like a skeleton was dented. Supernatural powers were not free. The exchange of equivalence law would apply. In his case, aging was quickened whenever telepathy was used.

"I got it!"

He couldn't use telepathy, or the basement would expose if he sent someone out. There was no choice for No. 5. It was a huge difference between the power that was innated and earned by enlightenment.

"God damn it! Is it a superpower sniper?"

Milovich intuited that the current situation was not usual. No. 6 was Esper and No. 7 was physical Exosuit. Although the Ituri jungle was the forest of demons, their combination was not weak enough to be attacked by monsters or beasts. He never thought that No. 7 was neutralized by close combat.

He had to come forward not to expose Hellen. If the enemy was Esper sniper, the fighting escalated into an all-out war. If he sent people little by little, it would be wasteful. Milovich divided the personnel into three groups.

The first group was for the bait and the second group was for the double trick. The Soviet Union's unique strategy of killing the enemy at the expense of some of its allies was no different from Spetsnaz. Uviksa from Rimbali basement came out from base one by one.

"Bingo! The hidden point moves on its own."

Black Mamba was exciting. Men in blue popped up from 150 m away from a giant tree. If there was no other basement around, there was no need to worry about a surprise attack. He opened the space perception skills like a spider web and waited for them to exit from the space perception.

The space perception fluctuated. A spearhead appeared 100 m ahead of the left. Woo-Hyun was more than good at covering up and moving every moment. A group of blue men that followed secretly were caught in space perception.

"They're not ordinary people!"

It was time for dusks to creep in. The armies' uniforms in mixed colors of green and yellow and amoeba-patterned helmets served as excellent protective colors in a dark forest. They were also fast. It was glad that Woo-Hyun didn't follow him.

Black Mamaba prepared Dragunov, not MP5. MP5 was less practical, and the trigger was not powerful with subsonic bullets. Their new snipers were not easy-going. When he noticed their operation, he let go of the first troops and targeted the follow-up team.

Three men in blue who tried to approach from the back of 20 m grabbed their necks and collapsed as if they had promised. Only the neck, face, and armpits were the areas that would cause fatal injuries when the enemy wore full-face bulletproof hats and bulletproof suits.

Drop! The spearhead which was flying for hiding fell. They couldn't avoid bullets from close with the speed of Mach 2.7. Black Mamba immediately left.

Roth's weapons were usually largely ignorant. Either ignorantly powerful, ignorantly cheap, ignorantly practical, ignorantly poor performance, or ignorantly large, etc.

Ass Val was fitted with a 9mm parabellum bullet, but its shell was 37 mm. With simple math, the bullet momentum was more than twice the MP5. STF endothelial bulletproof suits and composition of outer were trustful, but avoiding the bullet itself would be more helpful to live longer.

Just as he thought, numerous bullets fell like a snowball onto where he had been hiding. Leaves and branches sprang up. The backup group captured the position at once. They weren't ordinary people either.

"Damn it!"

Milovich stomped his foot right after he lost his target. His specialties were spatial perception and heat source detection. At that moment, he sensed the heat of the gunfire and he shot numerous bullets, but the target disappeared like a ghost. Indeed, the third group's vitality was not detected.

"No. 16. No. 16!"

Only silence could be heard.

He called the leader of the third group, but no one answered. Milovich was tensed. Superpowers who had experienced five years of all training and preparation for the actual battles in Afghanistan for at least a year were killed. He's a scary guy.

"I'll definitely kill you."

Milovich clenched his teeth. He repressed his fear. If the enemy was a superpower sniper, he was also a superpower sniper. The hell's lion who sent 600 people from Afghanistan to Allah's side was him.

The formal Soviet Union's assault rifle, Ass Val, looked heavy, but continuous shooting and destructive power were the best.