174 – Common sense – 1

I put on my clothes and went inside. Frightened children and the teachers desperately trying to calm them down.

All of them were wearing bomb vests.

Is it a remotely operated bomb?

I looked at the bomb vests and turned my head.

On one side lay a man covered in blood, breathing deeply and panting.

“come fast!!”

“Ah, yes! Yes!!”

I hurriedly approached the bleeding hostage taker. He had a hole in his shoulder, and he kept swearing at me in Japanese and screaming that he was in pain.

I’d like to put a bullet in his head, but let’s hold back.

Rescuing the hostages is the priority now.

“It’s a penetrating wound. First of all, painkillers…”

“do it faster!!”

So, while treating him, I looked at the hostage takers.

Among them, the biggest one.

I saw a detonator in the hand of what seemed to be the leader of the group.

Having to think of the possibility of multiple detonators, I gave the painkillers and looked at the other hostage takers.

“Hey. Yes, you have quite a few scars…”

“…Hmm.”

When we pointed out the wounds sustained during the battle and treated them, the hostage takers’ expressions softened a little.

It seems that they are not high-level terrorists.

I’m fine.

I was able to take care of them one by one in the name of stitching up their wounds and applying medicine.

They had no detonators.

“Hey, everyone. Hey. Everything?”

“…why would you ask such a thing?”

According to the operation officer, there are twelve hostage takers in total.

Few had rifles, most were armed with handguns.

But with explosives, it won’t be easy to deal with.

“Oh, no! Then…”

I grabbed my bag and headed towards the children, pretending to examine one of them and examining the bomb vest.

It is also a structure that is exploded by a detonator.

However, this structure…

no. Now is not the time to think about it.

If so, the place to sit is near the guy holding the detonator.

“Heeheein…”

“Mom… Mom…”

I met eyes with one of the weeping children. A girl who looked to be about ten years old looked at me blankly with swollen eyes, and I winked at her with a wink in one eye.

-Puuuong!!

I just detonated the flash grenade.

“aaagh!”

“Cheek Show!!”

“Kyaaa!!”

The tension, like a tightly pulled thread, breaks and confusion comes.

They screamed, but fortunately no one fired.

I was just taken aback by the sudden flash and didn’t know what to do.

They are also newbies!!

-Pereouk!!

“Turn it off!!”

When I kick the crotch of the guy who seems to be the leader, he collapses with a groan.

Quickly grab the dropped detonator and steal his pistol.

-Taang!!

and another guy

-Taaang!!

-Wajangchang!!

As soon as the second bullet penetrated the head of the second attacker, the window shattered and his colleagues rushed in.

No, not only that.

-Chang-Geurang!!

The bullets of the waiting sniper are stuck in the hostage takers with rifles.

Starting with that, the rifles that Frank and Gustav are holding fire.

“aaagh!”

Scream, scream, scream.

Neither I, nor Frank, nor Gustav were swayed by the sight of the terrorists falling down.

No matter what ideals those guys have, no matter what purpose they have.

If they are the ones who want to take hostages and terrorize them.

Because they are our prey.

“Gustav!! Release the hostages!!”

“Loser!”

The few remaining hid behind pillars.

What if they came out and shot the hostages?

What if a stray bullet hits a bomb or, no, children?

it is unacceptable

That’s why I and the sniper, Frank, had no choice but to keep shooting until they couldn’t move at all.

like that.

one by one.

Under Gustav’s guidance, the hostages escape.

okay.

Made with this…

“…what the f*ck.”

The last children were about to leave through the auditorium’s iron gate.

A man jumps out of the broadcasting room on the second floor.

Although it is common for the operation to be twisted in the field.

The number of hostage takers identified by the Japanese government and operations department was 12, and all 12 of them are here now. What is that guy?

And what you’re holding…

Rocket Launcher?!

“Damn it! I didn’t even mention that bastard!”

I pulled the trigger at Frank’s screaming profanity.

taaang.

The bullets fired hit him, but he didn’t stop.

-Kwaaang!!

Despite being shot, he managed to shoot.

However, the aim missed, and the flying bullet…

They were being directed toward the door through which the children were leaving.

For an instant, time and consciousness stopped.

What comes to mind is the image of children falling down after being hit by fragments of a destroyed wall.

Seeing me dying, caught in an explosion.

Is it hallucination?

if not…

It was then.

[Of course, we have prepared special benefits.]

His voice came to mind.

perks.

If it’s a privilege given to those who have been to another world…

I raised my hand and opened my mouth.

-Quaaang!!!

***

A huge explosion and dust forced Frank to close his eyes.

no way.

no way.

no way.

“Damn it!! So…oh…ong?”

he.

to an incredible sight.

muttered blankly.

“Oh my God…”

Around Hyeonu.

Because the soft blue film spread and completely blocked the aftermath of the explosion.

“T-T, team leader. It’s okay…”

As soon as the blue curtain disappeared, Hyeonu raised his gun. After shooting all those trying to get out of the explosion, he stared at his hand.

“Song!! What happened? That was just?!”

At his question, Hyeonu smiled.

“Well…”

After looking at his hand for a moment, he shook his head.

“Isn’t it ‘common sense’ to bring strength when you go to another world?”

“…Uh… Hey. Song. Is your head hurt?”

Hyeonu frowned.

something you’ll never believe

The miracle of God, which the cultists and religious groups who had killed countless times had been crying out for so much, happened.

But that didn’t mean the work was completely over.

After Hyeonu wakes up the guy who passed out after being hit in the crotch.

-bang!!

“Quaaagh!!”

I shot him in the ear and blew it away.

“You guys. Guns aside, bombs. Where did you get all of them? And the rocket launcher as well. Also, this detonator, and the way bomb vests are made. It’s a bit different from the one used in the East. This side has a monopoly on arms sales from the Triads. It’s different from what they sell.”

“Kh, keuhh… do you think I’ll say…? A lawyer…”

-Hook!!

“aaa!!”

“It looks like you’re misunderstanding something. We’re not the Self-Defense Forces. So don’t talk about human rights. We don’t intend to listen.”

He stabbed his stomach with a combat knife and thrust his hand into the wound.

Hyeonu, who was fiddling with his organs with a blunt face, asked the hostage taker after giving him a stimulant to wake him up after he passed out.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just say it and get captured by the Self-Defense Forces?”

“Heh.

“What.”

“Even, at the Dojukai… I, offer…”

“lie.”

Hyeonu looked straight at his face and raised his bloodstained finger. Bring it to the corner of your left eye and gently push it in.

“aaa!!”

“I know the dojoukai. They’re in decline now, so the triads won’t give you weapons. Especially those kinds of explosives and weapons.”

If you do this, you will inevitably get involved with arms dealers.

Arms dealers sell war and death.

However, it was rare for them to sell things unconditionally.

In particular, they do not make the mistake of selling weapons to places where security is good, such as in Korea or Japan.

If you get it wrong, it really hurts.

Of course, there were cases where the nomads sold weapons at will, but the amount of explosives they had now was never enough for the nomads to send all the way to Japan.

It would be even more so because you have to pay attention to the triads.

In other words.

It means that those who sold things to them were not vagabonds, but rather powerful enough to ridicule the Triads.

And there weren’t too many of them.

“Kaaah! Ah, the Arabs!! It was the Arabs!!”

Something flashed at the word Arab.

I involuntarily turned my eyes to Frank.

“…Anyone with a scar on his left eye…?”

“Yes! Yes! With long scars like two snakes…”

Frank groaned, and I looked at him.

“Isn’t it Scar?”

Scar.

An internationally wanted Arab terrorist and the enemy of the Franks.

And, the guy who lost quite a bit of his subordinates and power after failing several times by the World Terror Suppression Council and Vice-Admiral Vladi.

He shuddered and gnashed his teeth.

“That dog. Be sure to catch …”

It was then.

Gustav, who had taken the hostages out, was running towards him with a look of bewilderment.

“Song!! I got a call that the hotel where the command is located is being attacked!!”

“…What?”

He grabbed the guy who was about to faint.

“You guys. When did the guy with the scar on his eye tell you to do this terror?”

“…that… how…”

damn it

Hyeonu, who spat out a short disgust, threw him away, then grabbed Frank’s walkie-talkie and shouted.

“It’s a bucket. Scar. What he was aiming for was Vice Admiral Vlady.”

***

Seeing Frank’s expression harden, I briefly explained the situation to the Self-Defense Force officer and police officers who approached me.

Their puzzled expressions hardened, and those who hurriedly called somewhere became even more rigid.

“Then, to the hotel side now…?”

“Perhaps. Can I ask for help?”

“Uh… that’s…”

Seeing them perplexed, it seemed meaningless.

Well, the opponent is the opponent, so it’s natural that he can’t step forward.

“Just give me some control.”

“No. Count that countermeasure headquarters…”

I sighed towards the high-ranking person at the Metropolitan Police Department.

task force? Our commander must be under attack right now, so he’s setting up a countermeasures headquarters?

no, leave it

Where Command is now, Veronica is there.

“Song! I’m ready!!”

Even his colleagues who were sniping can be seen getting into the van. I pointed to the police and self-defense fighters who were controlling the reporters.

“Back please.”

“Wait! Wait…!!”

They shouted urgently, but there was no reason to wait.

Once in the van, Liang Wei, a Hong Konger who was once an F-1 racer, started driving without hesitation. It was 10 minutes after we were contacted by the time he arrived at the hotel, as he quickly figured out the way and even went about violating the traffic light without hesitation.

To be honest, even if we could do it in 10 minutes, conquering that hotel would be nothing.

That’s why we didn’t go straight to the hotel, but tried to get in touch with the inside by packing the equipment we brought.

But no answer came back.

“…I’ll go in first.”

“Huh? Are you okay?”

Wearing a body armor and helmet, I grabbed the gun. Gustaf tried to dissuade me from that, but Frank only took up his weapon instead.

“If we can catch that son of a bitch, Scar… I’d rather die. Come with me. Song.”

A naturalization stood in the eyes of the vengeful spirit. Over two meters tall, he was in a state of excitement.

If they dry it, they’ll probably make a fuss here.

“Let’s go.”

“Thank you, Song.”

We are those who live for revenge.

Saying not to take revenge on them is like saying to die with a gun.

So if he goes, just go with him.

“Song. But what was that esper thing about?”

Other troops draw their weapons to provide cover.

When I was ready, Frank asked as I was about to enter, and I was about to answer, but I stopped talking in the direction of the hotel lobby.

“Ha ha ha ha ha…”

“…What is it? Why are you laughing…”

Looking in the direction I pointed to, Frank’s eyes widened in amazement.

That would be too.

In the lobby of the hotel are armed men lying down.

and.

It is none other than standing in the middle of them.

Healing everyone, revealing a halo that protects everyone.

A silver-haired beauty who heals the injured with her holy power.

Because it was Veronica.

A man with a benevolent smile and a scar on his left eye, as she beats a demon worshiper in the head with a triple stick, she smiles at us.

Seeing this, Frank burst out laughing.

“…It’s really bad. Ssong. You should never cheat on me.”

She grabbed Scar, who was bleeding from the head and was about to fall, pinned him to the floor, and kicked her until she fainted before she stopped the violence.

Behind her are the warriors of the command.

Everyone was looking at Veronica, stained with absurdity and astonishment, but she only fixed her gaze on one spot.

“veronica!”

“Hyunwoo!!”

Veronica isn’t strong.

But to me, she was just a woman who was more lovely and slender than anyone else.