Seo Su-hyeok’s words were not illogical when thought rationally.
That I shouldn’t risk my life to rescue just two soldiers.
Rationally, I also think he’s right.
However, it’s a bit difficult to act only rationally when seeing the soldiers bleeding.
When I see them dying, Doomsday scenarios co to mind.
My forr subordinate Jun-hyuk and the youngest.
The bodies of the subordinates who died right in front of .
Even the bodies of the soldiers I found while crossing the unit to join the main force.
That day, I first learned, the appearance of a murdered human is much more grueso, disgusting, and ugly than I had imagined.
‘I don’t want to end up like that.’
And,
I hope the soldiers with don’t end up that way.
It’s idealistic, but perhaps I was lucky or sothing.
So far, there have been no casualties.
Wouldn’t that an I can be a little greedy?
Soday, soone will surely die,
but in situations where I can save them, I won’t hold back.
And,
although it’s a bit awkward for to say,
‘I do have the ability for it.’
***
[Trait – Environntal Camouflage]
[Blends perfectly with the surrounding environnt]
The trait I obtained from the Blue Water Droplet through [Absolute Palate].
“Captain Shin has…”
“Disappeared?”
The soldiers’ reactions confird the effect.
The soldiers nearby couldn’t detect my presence and were surprised.
“No… Look closer.”
One soldier with sharp eyes pointed to where I was, saying, “There’s a strange rippling effect over there.”
“Rippling effect?”
“I don’t see anything.”
Most of the soldiers didn’t seem to notice even after being told, but the one pointing at was clearly a veteran soldier.
If he has good eyesight, he might be able to detect .
“Impressive.”
“A voice from thin air?!”
Unlike the Blue Water Droplet, the trait I’m using as a human has so weaknesses.
It’s regrettable, but on the other hand, unless soone with exceptionally good eyesight focuses and observes closely, it’s difficult for them to even notice anything strange.
I plan to use this ability to directly visit the Tank Battalion.
Unlike the infantry unit, a direct confrontation with the Tank Battalion carries significant risk.
If a tank is lost in the process, it would be a devastating blow to us who want to seize the tanks.
If there’s an easier path, there’s no reason not to choose it.
If they attacked us due to so misunderstanding, clearing up the misunderstanding would be enough.
It could even lead to absorbing the soldiers of other military units.
Of course, if they attacked us knowing we were human, then they’ve beco no different from plunderers.
In that case, I might have to accept a bit of risk.
I started moving towards the Tank Battalion with my invisible body.
‘No shelling…’
The effect of Environntal Camouflage.
As I got closer to the unit, there was no shelling like last ti.
I arrived at the area devastated by the shelling.
In the distance, I could see the location of the Tank Battalion.
‘Co to think of it, the shelling only happened after I got quite close.’
The performance of modern firearms often exceeds the average person’s imagination.
Indirect fire weapons like mortars have ranges of dozens of kiloters.
However, the actual shelling was carried out only from the point where the silhouette of the Tank Battalion beca visible.
The reason is understandable.
‘Since all communications are cut, they probably had no way to gather information on the other side either.’
Shelling is never a simple matter.
They use radar or reconnaissance planes to pinpoint the enemy’s location, calculate the environntal conditions like wind and predict the enemy’s movent path before firing.
An absurdly complex realm of physics and mathematics.
Without the information provided by other units, such complex operations would be impossible for them.
So, they had to resort to line-of-sight shelling with its limitations.
[Warning]
[This area is a military zone, and civilian access is restricted.]
After walking for so ti, I saw a familiar signpost that I had seen several tis in our unit.
The Tank Battalion.
At the gate, there were several soldiers standing guard with their guns at the ready.
Seeing this, I couldn’t help but be montarily dumbfounded.
‘So there really was another surviving unit besides us.’
n of the sa age as , dressed in military uniforms and carrying guns.
It might be an unfamiliar sight to others, but it’s a familiar scene to those who have been in the military.
‘Now, their appearance seems more out of place.’
It’s been only a few months, but still.
Our unit is now equipped with gear that simply takes the form of military uniforms.
Except for the veteran awakeners who use firearms, we’ve beco quite different from a modern military.
Even , a chef, has been using kitchen knife as my weapon.
The others have spiked steel gloves, two-handed swords, war hamrs, and bows.
There are even soldiers carrying staves.
Just as Corporal Seo Su-hyeok said, we’ve beco quite distant from the existing ROK military.
That’s why, perhaps.
The soldiers standing guard in their digital camouflage uniforms with rifles at the ready that pure image of a Republic of Korea soldier, felt unfamiliar to , even though it was familiar to just a short ti ago.
It’s not like it’s been that long, but maybe the density of the experiences I’ve been through is so high that it makes feel like it’s been years.
‘This isn’t the ti to be staring dumbfounded.’
Surprising as it may be, I had already anticipated the presence of soldiers at the point where shelling was directed at us.
I’ve co here to gather information and clear up any misunderstandings.
‘Revealing my identity at the gate won’t do any good.’
I carefully moved my body, trying not to get detected.
I was planning to break through the fence where there were no guards and enter the compound.
But…
‘…?’
Sothing felt off.
Suddenly overco by a sense of unease, I stopped in my tracks.
The cause of this unease was the soldiers guarding the gate.
‘Aren’t they a bit too…perfect?’
The soldiers manning the outposts.
Outwardly, they are exactly the image of the soldiers I know.
And that’s precisely why I felt sothing was off.
The soldiers stood at attention, staring straight ahead.
There was not the slightest movent from their bodies.
They weren’t even exchanging casual chitchat with the other soldiers.
‘Even without a supervising officer, to maintain such a rigid stance despite the physical strain?’
I recalled the duty attitudes of the mbers of the 423rd Battalion.
Nodding off to sleep was a common sight.
Asking the juniors for so interesting stories to pass the ti and the juniors wracking their brains to co up with sothing – that was the daily norm.
‘Our unit was a bit relaxed, but still.’
They could be an exceptionally disciplined unit.
The appearance of monsters might have heightened their vigilance.
But still…
‘Sothing’s not right.’
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