205. 10 hours ago
PWAT also had a separate elite team within it.
This group is commonly referred to as the ‘blue team.’
The Blue Team was a nickname created because they wore blue epaulettes, and their original name was Team 216.
The team was named according to its founding date, but now everyone calls it Blue.
A member of the Blue Team, a member of the team who specialized in investigating and understanding the scene, was at the place where the first wave of Hughes Gate was blocked.
This is a place where major domestic power forces have already gathered and established a cordon.
A civilian control zone was created in the middle of downtown Seoul, with a radius of 1 km from the black hole.
The Blue Team member who entered the restricted area closed one eye, knelt on one knee, and scanned the floor with his hand.
Jihye Lee followed next to him.
It was an order issued directly by the Commissioner.
The hand of a man with one eye closed scans the scene.
Asphalt marks on the floor, broken buildings, pillars with concrete rebar, etc.
With one eye closed, he stood up, flinching, wondering what he was thinking.
The gray dust that stuck to his knees blew in the wind.
The weather feels dry. It hadn’t rained for several days and the temperature was dropping.
Winter was just around the corner.
“Did you say Yoo Gwang-ik?”
The bushy-haired Blue Team asked.
“Currently, he is the person the commissioner cares about the most. “When you see him fight, you’ll quickly understand why.”
“Because he’s of mixed race.”
Blue Team muttered to himself.
Words are faster than feet.
Rumors about Yoo Gwang-ik spread quickly.
I couldn’t hide it.
A hybrid of immortality and transformation.
A special species with overwhelming combat abilities.
“It looks like he formed a formation alone and blocked the front line with his force.”
Jihye Lee nodded at those words.
Whether it was unintentional or intended, that was the result.
“Incredible.”
“Yes, that’s right. “I’ve never seen a special species fight like that.”
“No, not that one.”
“yes?”
To Jihye Lee, the blue team members looked calm.
“Special species that fight to this degree are not common, but they are not non-existent. “If we have the gear and are properly prepared, the Phantom can do this.”
There is no reason to diminish Gwangik’s achievements because he did this without any effort.
But why do I say this?
I felt uncomfortable for no reason.
By insulting Gwangik?
I have nothing to do with him.
You can’t become a romantic partner just by joking a few times.
Moreover, Yoo Gwang-ik hit an iron wall.
Still, I felt strange.
This bastard.
Because these words almost came out of my mouth.
Perhaps it is the difference between those who actually saw it and those who did not.
Lee Ji-hye thought and said that.
“It would have been different if you had seen it in person.”
“I saw it.”
“yes?”
He was a crew member with a knack for leaving people speechless.
“It’s my ability.”
The operator said, showing one hand.
It was psychometry, a type of clairvoyance superpower, but it was more valuable than that.
It was a superpower that allowed him to read the memories of what happened there by touching an object.
“It’s more than that… … .”
His tone was still calm. He stopped speaking and closed his mouth. Lee Ji-hye stared at Daewon.
What was I going to say?
I looked at it with doubt.
“no.”
Daewon felt the look in his eyes and shook his head. His bushy head swayed in time with his nods.
I looked at it to see what it was, but there was no more words.
Still calm and calm. It seemed that way.
But it wasn’t inside.
‘Was it intentional?’
Daewon read the memories of objects and saw Yoo Gwang-ik’s actions from a third party’s perspective.
‘I created a formation.’
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I didn’t save people as soon as I saw them.
An efficient route for movement was drawn.
Thanks to this, a cordon was created.
That has now become the first line of resistance.
With a split-second decision, he established the optimal positioning and had his allies maintain that position.
He did so even though the crack exploded, a mini hole opened, and an Invader popped out.
No matter how strong your heart is, can you do this?
‘Is it a coincidence?’
Doubts and doubts are the reason he joined the blue team.
Afterwards, Yoo Gwang-ik jumped to the front.
It wasn’t something done out of showiness or excitement.
If he hadn’t done that, the damage would have increased exponentially.
There were few people to guard the cordon.
If they hadn’t gone to the front and destroyed it, a few of them would have broken through the cordon and gone to the nearby area.
To make matters worse, there was a group of civilians right in front of us who had not been able to evacuate.
There was also a small supermarket behind the cordon.
The capacity was only a few hundred people at most, but if the building collapsed and those few hundred people died, it wouldn’t have been ‘barely’.
There were a lot of people who couldn’t evacuate.
A major disaster was predicted.
This would have happened if Yoo Kwang-ik had not stepped forward alone.
I got goosebumps.
It’s not like there aren’t special species that show this level of physical ability.
If you open your eyes to the world, there are quite a few.
I think I might be able to put my fingers and toes together.
Of course, I’ve only heard rumors about some of them but haven’t seen them in person.
The Blue Team member was surprised for a different reason.
Not the physical ability he showed, but his judgment and determination, and the resourcefulness he showed later.
With that resourcefulness, a phantom-level combat ability even without gear.
“after.”
I exhaled. I guess I was holding my breath without realizing it.
“I’m not going?”
The female team leader who was guiding us next to us spoke.
“let’s go.”
The female team leader packed up her body and turned around.
I don’t know why, but the crew member also turned around as he saw the female team leader suddenly showing a sullen attitude.
It is an amazing special species. But since other things were important now, he put the matter about Yoo Kwang-ik to the side of his head.
“There are 48 hours left until the gate opens.”
This is the result of reading the energy coming out of the gate.
Two hours have passed since the first wave was stopped, and now there are two days left.
The invasion of the Invaders and the horrors that occurred in 2011 were waiting for them.
* * *
When I was fighting, that is, when I was fighting against those cracks and mini-holes, I got my head rolling.
No, it was a natural decision.
A judgment that is close to instinct.
I was confident that if I moved like that, no one would die.
I didn’t really calculate it.
When catching a flying ball, no one calculates how to raise the arm this much and at what timing to straighten the fingers.
That was the situation for me.
So he moved and ran wild.
There was a guy who looked at me and said that I was a special breed steeped in heroism.
I heard it, but I shed it.
What does that have to do with anything?
I opened my eyes with random thoughts.
The familiar ceiling was my room.
I ate pork loin by the kilo and slept for nine hours.
I had a dream, but I couldn’t remember it.
When I got up and went outside, it was quiet.
I saw a small note left on the table.
(I’ll go grocery shopping, Marie too.)
It was my mother’s handwriting.
Why do I leave my smartphone behind and take notes?
After thinking about it, I turned on my smartphone, and there were several calls.
There are various messages, including messages telling people to flee to their own country if there is danger.
After catching a few important messages and replying to them, I threw my phone on the sofa and started stretching.
The sun was high in the sky.
This means that you slept a long time.
Thanks to this, my body felt dizzy.
I went on a violent rampage yesterday.
After the first wave that occurred at Hughes Gate.
The military, police, Immortal Special Forces, Dangun Group, and Psionic Association came together to establish a cordon.
A national emergency broke out.
The Seongsu-dong area was designated as a level 1 disaster area.
It’s a fuse gate.
The nightmare of 2011, a major disaster.
There were 10,000 casualties alone.
A cenotaph commemorating that still stands next to the statue of Admiral Yi Sun-sin in Gwanghwamun.
It’s the past, but it’s too early to forget it.
It was only ten years ago.
How can we be calm when such a fuse gate bursts?
However, the situation was different then and now.
The Hughes Gate incident itself was something I experienced once.
Since then, technological advancements, especially the use of gear and special types of units, have changed noticeably.
Moreover, it is currently smaller than the previous Hughes Gate.
At that time, it happened all over the world.
This time, it happened in Korea, specifically in downtown Seoul.
He said the gate size was also smaller.
It was impossible to create a national strike team, so it was ultimately decided to solve the problem domestically.
I had such messages piled up on my smartphone earlier.
“Let’s eat meat, son.”
Mother and Marie returned.
“great. mother.”
Meat is always welcome.
It was pork belly.
I brought a smoke-eating grill, plugged in the cord, and grilled meat.
“Don’t people hoard or do things like that at the supermarket?”
“A few people are trying to do that, but no one is hoarding meat, right?”
It is declared a level 1 disaster area.
This is the first time this has happened in Korea since 2011.
That wasn’t a disaster, it was caused by a black hole.
It was common for people who felt a sense of crisis to hoard things.
Pour sesame oil into a small stainless steel bowl, add a heap of sliced garlic, and place it on the grill.
Marie cut the mushrooms to the same thickness and placed them in a corner of the grill.
As someone might say, he is a shapeshifter, so he uses a sword with incredible skill.
The meat is cooked with a crackling sound, frying the oil. This is fun just to look at.
Lettuce topped with perilla leaves and my mother’s special ssamjang. It tastes amazing.
Cut carrots, onions, and green onions into small pieces and add soybean paste, red pepper paste, sesame oil, sugar, and plum juice.
Finely grind almonds to adjust the consistency, add sesame seeds, and finally make the savory secret sauce.
I scooped up the special ssamjang with chopsticks and placed it on top of the meat.
Take a large spoonful of rice, put it in your mouth, and then put the wrap in your mouth and chew it.
Munching.
The broth sings and the ssamjang dances.
Meanwhile, the harmony of the white rice mixed in made me dance.
“Mother, this is what it tastes like.”
“Marie was impressed.”
I eat it every day, but it tastes fantastic enough to impress me every day.
Next, I dipped it in salted cutlassfish and ate it.
Next, eat it with some wasabi.
We put some ssam in our mouths, chewed the meat, and had a friendly conversation.
“I heard there are about thirty hours left.”
“Less than two days, son, which way?”
My mother asked, flipping over a thick piece of pork belly.
“What am I?”
More than half of the contacts I received were asking me to fight under their own affiliation.
Police, unspecified, Dangun, and even superpowers.
There was no particular connection to the Psychic Association, so I was contacted through Stephen Choi.
Chii Iik.
The sound of meat frying in fat is lovely.
I answered by looking at the degree of ripeness.
“I’m a freelancer.”
There is no reason to fight for any affiliation.
“Then Mom, I guess I’ll have to go free too.”
“Would you like to go with me?”
“Did you think you would feel at ease here after sending your son to the front alone?”
No, I didn’t think so.
Before eating, he scratched his head and nodded.
I saw my mother fighting.
It’s okay if it helps, not to the point of being a hindrance.
Moreover, it is at this level without any transformation.
“Fortunately, they say it doesn’t look like they’ll be named.”
Reader technology is different from 2011.
It is at the level of understanding the types and forms of Invaders that are already available.
“Hughes are all waves. Even if there are no names, there will be quite a few unique species.”
My mother said as she wrapped the wrap.
Special species are those that have been modified from regular Invaders, and are not at the level of the Named.
Something like a fire-breathing goblin or a two-headed ogre.
“I’ve never seen Marie.”
Marie said while eating a spoonful of soybean paste stew mixed with rice.
“I’ve only seen this brother once.”
“Have you seen it?”
“When I was on a mission on the Other Side.”
“Ah, those days when I lied to my mother and served in the Immortal Special Forces?”
You’re paying attention to detail.
“I would say it’s because of my father. “Now that I think about it, what about Dad?”
“It’s an emergency, I’m out.”
“Oh, are you eating your own meals?”
“He sent me a picture saying he ate a steak.”
My mother answers and laughs.
I learned the art of turning a horse from my father.
This is the art of speaking.
This is the secret to burying unfavorable material.
“Freelancers, that is, volunteer special combat personnel, are asked to meet in 10 hours.”
While saying that, he put down his chopsticks.
I ate loudly.
I ate intensely.
You have to eat well to fight well.
It is the calm before the storm, the silence before the war. I had to eat well.
My stomach was full. My stomach was full.
“excuse me.”
Marie raised her hand. Looking at the two of us, she opened her mouth.
“I want to go with you too.”
“… … hmm?”
I calmly accepted the situation, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t aware of the danger.
It was not declared a level 1 disaster area for nothing.
No matter how advanced the technology is, if your neck is bitten by the Invader, you will die. If caught by the wheel knight’s spear, the body explodes.
I’m going to go to that place.
Before I could reply, my mother nodded first.
“Do you want to?”
“mom?”
“You were the first to take Marie to a dangerous place, son.”
“Are that the same as this?”
“If I was going to stop Marie, I would have stopped you first.”
My mother said as she wiped away the remains of the table.
They say there is no parent in the world who can beat their child, but why can’t I always beat my mother?
On the contrary, seeing my mother’s calm attitude made me feel relieved.
There is no reason. It’s just reassuring.
“Mari, your knife skills are top-notch.”
After saying that, I went back to sleep.
After waking up, I just stretched.
I didn’t use my body separately. This is not the time for training.
It was time to save energy.
When I woke up, Uncle Geung Nak had sent me a combat suit.
Recently developed by the Dangun Group, it was basically a bullet-proof body armor suit that could store weapons in various places.
There is no official name for it, but everyone calls it a military suit.
It is said to be good for storing various weapons.
There are five sets in total.
All you have to do is put on a vest and pants over your tight clothes, then put on protective gear made of special material on your arms.
It’s easy to wear too.
After all, if it is made by a large company, it is no different.
“Let’s go.”
I left home with my mother and Marie.
When I arrived at the scene, Hyemin was waiting for me.
“hello. mother.”
He looked at my mom and started acting funny.
“It’s been a while Hyemin.”
My mother welcomed me with a simple smile.
Panda also joined.
Somehow we became a team unit.
Hughes Gate opens, and there are now 10 hours left until the second wave.
This place was already a battlefield.
Starting with cannons, it was a place where all the weapons of humanity that indulged in the Other Side were gathered.
fantasy,
