Mercenary Black Mamba

717 Chapter 65 Episode 7 My Address Is Hell
“Ow, shit!”

“Don’t move!”

It is said that once being scolded and hurt, one would be more careful. McKinley and others, traumatized by Black Mamba’s intrusion, kicked their seat and pulled out a pistol.

“Hahaha!”

The older man laughed like a hyena. He raised his crow’s foot-like hand and waved like shaking the dust. His unpowerful action let them lose their guard, and McKinley and others, who froze in an explosive posture, only rolled their surprised eyes like wheels.

“For the Holy Spirit!”

“It’s an honor to see you, Mr. Lamartin.”

Brigadier General Dyson and Lieutenant Colonel Huey laid flat on the floor. He was a high-ranking official 30 years ago when the MK project was launched.

“Let it go!”

A sharp voice just like his strong impression rang through the conference room.

McKinley and others laid down hurriedly, whose bodies had become stiff like stones.

“For the Holy Spirit! It’s an honor to see you, Grandmaster!”

“Rise, my faithful servants.”

The older man waved his hand. McKinley and others rose and sat down as if they were possessed. Grandmaster was the master of Freemason and the incarnation of truth. McKinley and others looked at Lamartin’s mouth with thrilled expressions.

“It doesn’t matter whether the intruder is Black Mamba or Abaddon. The only thing you all need to consider is that he stole a woman. The jungle of Ituri is a holy land where Baphomet (a demon worshipped by the Knights Templar in the Western esoteric traditions) was born around1,500 years ago. I have been tracking Philosopher’s stone for a long time. The Philosopher’s stone is…”

Lamartin suddenly lost his temper. His painful memories of 300 years ago came to his mind like yesterday. The Baphomet, who appeared during the kingdom of Bahomay, went back to the Philosopher’s stone for an unknown reason. It had been 100 years since he tracked down the Philosopher’s stone with his friend, Nialatep and Houngan Odam. Here, Mambasa was the final destination which they found after a long trip.

The philosopher’s stone awakened a hundred women as sacrifices. At the moment of awakening, when lightning flashed and thunder cried, a monk from the East who introduced himself as a quack monk appeared. When a monk waved his hand, the crust split and lava erupted.

Baphomet was swept away by erupting lava and disappeared somewhere while he was awakening. The 120-year-old plan was gone in an instant. Three irate people, upset by the monk’s action, attacked him at once. Unlike his unsightly appearance, the monk’s fighting power was terrifying.

Chaos Force made space in a vacuum state and psychokinesis overturned the crust and destroyed mountains. Nialatep and Odam joined against him, but they could only maintain the space.

Their tug-of-war fight continued into Moon’s Mountain (Luwenzori Mountain). In the last battle, the monk forced himself into a corner and used his body as bait to release the massive Chaos Force. Hundreds of kilometers of Luwenzori’s fault zone were split and magma erupted.

Odam was crushed into atomic units, while Nialatep and Lamartin jumped into the gap of crust after turning into a protective statue. The mad monk was a hundred times more dangerous than jumping into the burning lava. After that, it’s the same as now. Even after 300 years, the body was not restored and he moved with an avatar.

The identity of the monk was still unknown. It was unclear whether he was a person who processed the secret religious ceremony from Baphomet like Lamartin, or he might not even be a human being, or he might be something other than a human being like Nialatep.

He was unsure if the feeling he now had was whether compassion or mercy. When he thought of the monk, who laughed and attempted to die together, he was still terrified. A capable madman was scary. He learned a lesson that when he met a capable madman with faith, he must run away.

Baphomet was necessary to restore his body. The philosopher’s stone was the primary purpose of this project. The superconductor was just a by-product.

Crack! Lamartin gnashed his teeth. The monk interfered three hundred years ago, and the traitor Illuminati made Areva Chairman Javer and Continental Chairman Dennis et al. go ahead to interfere with his work over the past few decades. This time, a descendant of the mad monk appeared to prevent his great work.

The guy who appeared at the camp and stole a woman must be a descendant of the mad monk. The Chaos Force (Gongjinpa) that was left on the base was from the monk. He was exactly the same as the monk in saving a useless woman.

“He is an unknown man from the East. His intention is to protect the philosopher’s stone implanted in the woman’s uterus.”

Lamartin avoided a long explanation. There was no reason to tell the secret to lower-rank officials in detail. Besides, the damage would accumulate on the main body if he moved longer with the avatar.

“Oh, I can’t believe it!”

Dyson and others, who were holding their breath, let out a breath. The question of why Abaddon jumped into the camp and only took the woman was solved. Unfortunately, it was a representative example when the fact wrapped up the truth.

“Is he human? Or Baphomet?”

Huey plucked up the courage to ask.

“He was a strong man but not a Baphomet. Baphomet is a rabid being whose ego is unstable. I, Lamartin, am the only one who can handle Baphomet.”

“Can we catch him if we mobilize Super Grendel?”

“It will be helpful but won’t be decisive. Rather, modern firearms are effective. The reason why he’s scary is that he is a human being who can think. That’s why I am here.”

Are those who deserve to be arrogant have similar personalities? The Black Mamba’s exclusive word “I’m here” came out of Lamartin’s mouth.

What would he think if he saw a vast banner that was 2,500m x 500m, which floated in the sky of Novatopia? What expression would he make if that banner was from a disciple of the enemy monk’s disciple?

“Oh, oh, my great holy spirit!” Dyson and others shouted all together.

If Grandmaster was in front, there was nothing to worry about, neither Black Mamba nor Abaddon.

“Dyson, I need time to gather forces. Just don’t let him get away from East Africa.”

“Should we catch the woman alive?”

“Yes, the philosopher’s stone will be gone if she dies.”

Lamartin disappeared.

“For the honor of the great spirit, I will follow your order!” Dyson and McKinely shouted as if they would cause damage to their thorax.

Lamartin’s appearance and his wrong inference led to the situation improperly.

Fate is made of threads. The remains of Epidium that Mu Ssang collected at Wol Song San (Mountain) was the teacher of the great monk. The teacher of the great monk appeared in Africa to prevent global disasters, and an Epidium man continued to be Mu Ssang.

Mu Ssang became a disciple of the great monk and met the leader of dark Lamartin, whom the teacher of his teacher did not destroy completely. The wheel of fate went round and round.

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A loud motor woke him up at dawn.

“Wakil, the U.S. mobilized even the helicopters.”

“I destroyed everything, but there was something they had left behind. Let’s just eat. They cannot do anything with dragonflies.”

Black Mamba didn’t sway. The canopy was a natural tent. If they didn’t make smoke from a campfire, the helicopter could not catch them even if they opened the party and played castanets. If infrared cameras could capture them by any chance, a limited number of troops could carry them by helicopter. If they came, they were ready to beat them up.

Around noon, Black Mamba met a strong enemy at Amalutu. They were shadow teams who set a fielder-type Grendel at the head with MP5, M16A2 that installed a grenade launcher M203, mini machine gun M249, M21 sniper rifle that applied Variable magnification scope, and six consecutive shots 40-mm grenade gun MGL, etc.

Unlike regular marine exploration teams, the Shadow team employed a variety of firearms so that their special forces group could respond to any situation actively. The most menacing weapon was a 40-mm grenade gun.

The explosive power of the M203 that shot 20-mm bullets couldn’t be compared with the grenade, and the effective range was only within 100 m. On the other hand, the revolver-type grenade gun, MGL, was developed in 1981 in South Africa and had been recognized for its destructive power enough to be deployed as a station to the U.S. Special Forces.

It could continuously fire 40-mm grenades and had an effective range of 400 m. The splinters of 40-mm bullet had a radius of 15 m. If the battle occurred, there was a possibility that Hae Young would get hurt by splinters. Thus, he also needed to be careful.

He wanted to let the Shadows go if possible, but the world was not easy as he desired. Growl! Grendel smelled of them. The heavy howling shook the forest.

“Ah!”

Hae Young screamed. Of course, it would be strange if a woman who didn’t even know the term “prayer vinyl” was not surprised by the aggressive howling. The black man moved in perfect order. The assault group with MP5s was spread like a folding fan, while snipers, grenade shooters, and machine gun shooters fell into the rear.

Bang-Bang-Bang! Bom-Bom! Bullets and grenades poured in. Shadows captured the direction and location within a short time and fired. Grenades and bombs smashed a giant tree and its debris was scattered. The ancient rainforest suffered from sudden heavy sounds of gunshots and bombs.

Black Mamba popped through the fluttering clutter. Shadow’s fighting power was different from that of the Marines. The systems of weapons worked together collaboratively. Dozens of MP5s with built-in silencers poured out bullets like hail. They were covered with a barrage in the direction of six small grenades and a grenade launcher.

Black Mamba made a move against the laws of physics. He changed the direction without slowing down. The sniper failed to fix the target and support firearms consumed only ammunitions.

Black Mamba broke through the semi-circular siege at once and captured the back. He was worried that a stray bullet would hit Hae Young.

“You guys need to taste it.”

MP5 sent up the fire. Shadow, shot in the head and chest, immediately fired a counterattack without a break. Frightened Black Mamba teleported. Shadow’s bulletproof suit and helmet were four stars out of five. They spent lots of money on it.

Black Mamba couldn’t find a chance to pick Dragunov because of a series of machine guns, grenades, and sniper bullets. His exposed arms and legs were targeted.

“Argh!”

A scream from a shadow, whose face was smashed, was cut off. He smashed their face once their limbs were exposed. A shadow who lost its partner didn’t give up and fired bullets. It was the spirit of the strongest Special Force.

“What should we do?”

Hae Young covered her ears and trembled. Yesterday’s battle ended silently, but today’s seemed as if the end of the world had come. Her tears poured out because she felt sorry for Mu Ssang who was fighting alone in the chaos.

“Wakil is unbeatable. You just stay here.”

Sun Woo-hyun’s answer was dry. He knew that Black Mamba tried to drag them outside by being a target because he was concerned about her safety.

“Brigadier General Sun Woo, are they shadows?” Jeong Pil-Su whispered.

Black Mamba’s power was not surprised to him, but the Shadow’s power was tremendous. He couldn’t compare them with the Agency of National Security Planning (ANSP).

“Yes, they are Shadow hidden by the DIA.”

“Shadow? They’re great enough to fight with Wakil.”

“Even they are palpitating. They are just fishes on the chopping board. Their naming was good. Because they met Wakil, only their shadows will be left.”

Sun Woo Hyun remained calm. The battlefield was already out of range. Jeong Pil-Su had firmly engraved the name of Shadow. There was endless information to show off when he returned to the company.

“Oh, god damn it!”

The leader of the shadow team, Richard, was upset. He was free to use the acceleration, stop, and turn as he wanted. If it flashed, he moved 20 to 30 m, and if they threw the barrage in the direction of progress, he turned 90 degrees and disappeared from view.

Shadow poured grenades and bullets at the point of movement, considering the speed of Abaddon’s move, but it was a waste. The hail-like bullets tore through the empty space.

His shooting became more and more sophisticated. His man, who boasted powerful combat capabilities, was also helpless. Shadow was a Special Forces team against humans, not for the monster like him.

He glanced at Grendel lying flat. His bosses told him to use them only for tracking, but he couldn’t just look at his men who were being consumed one after another. He wouldn’t be a leader to turn away from his subordinates for fear of disciplinary action.

He blew the whistle three times as hard as he could. It was a high-frequency sound that sounded in the range that only Grendel could hear. Kablam! Grendels, who expended its body twice, jumped out of the ground.

“I wondered why you didn’t use the Joker.”

Black Mamba teleported. Grendel and Black Mamba collided by shortening the 300-m space within two breaths. Grendel swung his front paws like lightning. Black Mamba fell. His knees raised the groin. Growl! A groan broke out as the forest went away. The testicles went wild on the way.

He knew Grendel’s weakness by dealing with Grendel often. Grendel was created as a male to increase aggression. If one breaks a ball, he would feel agony. And if he lost his head and heart, he would be discarded. There was no need to shatter.

Kukri crossed a big neck. As soon as his neck dropped, the Billion’s Water Armour pulled out his heart. Grendel drooped like a jellyfish out of the water.