Mercenary Black Mamba

718 Chapter 65 Episode 8 My Address is Hell
It was a ridiculous ending for Grendel which was a biological weapon armed with LV25-level defense and power. Strong and weak were relative. The base of Black Mamba was bad, but he was an Epidium known as a battlefield lunatic during the time of Concretus.

The defective original version had been transformed into a luxury product that surpassed the genuine product through combined repetitive expelling theory, five combined movements, endless battles, and mental realization. Even if Grendel was strong, he was an evil spirit who had met a great demon. And he was like a weasel who had met a sable.

“Ow, shit!”

Major Richard’s mouth opened widely. The scene when the beast-like Grendel, one of Abrams tanks that was considered a major combat force, was smashed in an instant, was extremely unrealistic. They followed the Grendel to intercept the enemy but lost the precious Grendel. They felt dizzy as if a blackjack had hit them on the back.

Black Mamba rushed into them by using Grendel as a shield. The face of No. 6, who came to the forefront for the attack, turned pale. He forgot to pull the trigger due to Black Mamba’s great force, which was like an F5-level tornado.

“Shoot! Shoot him!”

Captain Robinson, a senior veteran, also lost his composure. Thousands of bullets that poured like hail fell onto Grendel’s body.

“What a good shield!”

The leather, harder than steel, didn’t budge. Black Mamba grabbed Grendel’s tail and swung it.

“Ah…”

Captain Robinson’s face darkened. Bomb! The hammer, which weighed 500 kg, fell at subsonic speed. There was no scream. The rock that was smashed and dead bodies in the mud were tangled. Boom-Boom-Boom! The chopping began just like threshing beans.

Rocks were smashed, trees exploded, and humans were scattered. On the path where the creative flailing passed, only a chunk of protein and plenty of blood that couldn’t be distinguished from the shape remained.

Shadow teams on each side came to their senses belatedly and fired mini-rifles and stray bullets. The surface dented, and Black Mamba and Grendel disappeared.

Black Mamba, who teleported 50 m instantly, grabbed the side. The face of the machine gunner who fired mini-rifles and the grenade gunner who fired MGL at the rear were smashed. Boom-Boom! Grendel’s flail swept the fifth group like a storm. There was a burst of noise.

“Ah!”

Black Mamba, distracted by the flailing, missed Grendel and bounced off. White smoke billowed up from the M82 Barrett muzzle in the rear. Barrett Sniper, who was only looking for a chance, did something.

“Kill!”

The jubilant Moral’s boss put his eyes close to the scope. Abaddon, who grabbed his side and fallen, filled the scope. The prize of five million dollars and special promotion of officers lingered in his eyes. Bump! He blew peat. It was a confirmed shot.

“Ow, shit!”

The moral boss’s face was contorted. The target who was supposed to be scattered on the land disappeared like smoke. Moral’s boss, who received a strong shock on his armed helmet, missed Barrett and flipped over. The helmet endured the shock, but the human brain and neck did not.

“What is it?”

Boss’s consciousness blacked out slowly. He wouldn’t even know after the afterlife that the BMG50 bullet he fired turned back to his brain in a messy way and ripped off the cervical vertebrae.

Black Mamba pulled out a bullet that was stuck in his ribs and returned it to the sniper. Then he rolled into the gap of granite rock. The Barrett’s BMG50 (12.7 mm x 99mm) power was awesome, as heard. Liquid metal and Bossaurus synthetic bulletproof were pierced without endurance.

“Gasp!”

He grabbed the broken ribs with his thumb and index finger and matched the segmented part. The broken rib found its place. Black Mamba’s deuteronion, called Epidium biuret, poured out and assembled the fracture pieces. It was a striking hit as it could cross the Jordan River if it was during the Sahel Operation.

20 mm and 40 mm grenades poured on the rock like hail. Broken pieces of rock poured out. Black Mamba was the most unique in the world. He waited for the joint to harden. Granite, the size of a house, would not be crushed by stray bullets and the skin torn by small fragments would recover in five minutes.

“I’ll pay you back if you hit me.”

He changed MP5 to Dragunov. Black shadows popped out like cannonballs. Triple-tap sniping unfolded splendidly in the air.

The raw monkey batting method, which combined powerful Epidium physical and fearless steps, hit the nesting tree and flew around like a pendulum in the air, then bullets were poured out. Shadow was beaten helplessly.

“McKinley, you bitch, take that monster alive!”

Captain Richard, who got a hole in his chest, died with his eyes open. Including the fourth group who resisted until the end, 67 people from five shadow teams were wiped out. The final battlefield scene where gunfire and bomb flew was always similar. The ruined terrain, the smell of blood, the smell of heavy gunpowder, and thousands of dead bodies on the ground; the dead bodies had no words to say while those alive must live.

“How did it go?”

Suddenly, there was a silence. Hae Young was afraid to open her eyes.

“They’d been flapping and were all wiped out.”

“Wouldn’t he have been hurt?”

Hae Young had a tearful face.

“Don’t worry.”

Crake-Crake-Crake! The forest corncrake’s signal echoed. Sun Woo-hyun smiled and covered Hae Young’s eyes. The place where Black Mamba had a battle was extremely harmful to mental health.

Jeong Pil-Su took two MGL tablets. He also took ten grenades. He couldn’t help but fall in love with a firearm that could fire a 40 mm grenade with a launcher weighing only 7 kg like a revolver pistol. He was about to send the MGL to the Defense Research Institute.

“Hey, can you hold on?”

“I’m okay. I was on the side of her.”

Sun Woo-hyun burst into a loud voice. He was out of strength but brought up the fiber and professionalism he learned from the reconnaissance brigade.

“Good! Speed up!”

Jeong Pil-Su’s face was contorted. He wondered how he could be faster than now. Although the one MGL and stray bullets were entrusted to Olonge, the burden of 7kg was also heavy. However, the situation was not easy enough to complain about.

No matter how stupid a commander was, he could figure out the pathway by connecting maps of the combat zones. To avoid getting caught between Mor and Hammer and being beaten, Hammer had no choice but to escape at a speed that could not be followed.

******

“Captain, you need to clarify.”

Lt. Col. Michelle glared at McKinley. Michelle was so angry that one could see smoke coming out of her ears. McKinley was a camp commander but didn’t have the right to put shadows into action at will.

Dyson and Huey kept their mouths shut, but their expressions were not very good. All six shadow teams were clearly wiped out without knowing the person in charge. Grendel, the best battle strategy, was also gone.

“Explanation? I’m the camp commander. Lamartin also told me to catch that woman!” McKinley yelled at her.

Michelle was seriously mad at McKinley’s response to what was wrong.

“General, Mr. Lamartin told us not to face Abaddon but press him not to leave East Africa. That meant that the camp couldn’t catch Abaddon with our power. You ignored the rules and wasted our poor strategies and made a burger patty.”

The commander’s title went down to the general. This meant that she would not honor McKinley as a commander.

“Shut Up. Are you going to catch Abaddon with a debate? I’m a living witness to non-regular warfare. Whether it’s Abaddon or Black Mamba, humans will die if they get hit by a gunshot.”

Michelle was upset by the brazen words. It was mysterious how such a man became a general.

“General, I’m not your subordinate. I am in charge of the intelligence team, an independent agency. I also know that you, a general, raped a Korean woman who was a prisoner. Be careful of what you say and what you do if you want to get the promotion.”

“What! How dare you take me, commander, to court? With what evidence?”

McKinley’s face turned red. As long as the bald-faced person expressed more anger, their embarrassing part would be exposed in front of a third party.

“The recorded tape is in my hand. The deputy has already confessed. What’s the prestige of the motherland if a woman talks in the media? It would help if you were cautious. I’m holding it in because the ambassador of the state and the organization is ahead.”

Michelle smiled coldly. She could assume why McKinley progressed the excessive operation.

“Damn, what’s the big deal about such a yellow girl?” McKinley grumbled while dodging the gaze.

Michelle wouldn’t report it, but she couldn’t help but get rid of the bad feeling.

“Michelle, stop it!”

Dyson waved his hand. McKinley deserved to get a scolding, but it was not good to see that a consular officer had yelled at the general.

Dyson glared at the situation board. Abaddon was heading South in a straight line. Mangina and Buni will be located south by connecting Etaba and Amarutu, the pathway where he passed. Dyson slammed the points into Mengina and Buni.

“It would be better to do something than to do nothing. First, we have to make an anvil. Concentrate the troops on the axis of Mangina and Buni.”

“What about Hammer?” McKinley asked.

“You can mobilize two Chinooks and twenty LV25s.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Michelle, if you can avoid him in the jungle of Ituri, you must open a second barrier. First, control the Bukabu airfield and then block the Kisangani airspace.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I will mobilize predators and ask the CIA for cooperation.”

After finishing his speech, Dyson glanced at McKinley and left the combat intelligence room.

******

When Dyson prepared Mor and Hammer, Black Mamba passed Biakutu and escaped to Mavivi. Before he finished setting up his trap, the target escaped the area. They were faster than expected because Black Mamba carried Jeong Pil-Su on his shoulder like luggage.

With 10km left of Mavivi’s base, Black Mamba threw Jeong Pil-Su on the ground and hugged Hae Young from Sun WooHyun’s back. Jeong Pil-Su, who was enjoying the rodeo, landed on the floor. Sun Woo-hyun and Olonge also had their yellow faces on the ground.

“I’m Okay!”

Hae Young, who turned pale like a blank sheet, forced a smile.

“No, you are not.”

She had been shaking for ten hours with a bad body condition. She couldn’t be okay. He wiped off her sweat and comforted her interval energy. Gongjinpa was basically a destructive force. It was too rough to pour into a lifeless body.

“Shall we take a break?”

“No, sir. Novatopia’s general position is not easy to achieve. I’m different level from the South Korean’s stupids.”

Sun Woo-hyun glared at Jeong Pil-Su, who was lying down on the ground. He was useless and gave Wakil more hardships. He wanted to hit his back if they were not close.

“Good for you, dude. I’m a civil officer, not a soldier,” Jeong Pil-Su, who felt WooHyun’s eyes, grumbled inside.

Woo-hyun carried the woman on his back and ran 130km in three days. He had to admit his dreadful physical strength. If he said a word, thousand cursing words would come back to him.

“Wakil, give me a special bonus.”

“Yeah, I’ll give you a building in the center of the Jipoon Dari and will arrange a date.”

“Wow! You promised.”

Sun Woo-hyun, who had been drooping, jumped up. Black Mamba reached the Mavivi around sunrise. He floated on the Gazelle without a break. There was no guarantee that the CIA didn’t know the location of Mavivi. There were no countermeasures if the anger poured MLRS onto them.

******

Bukabu was a big city with a population of more than 200,000 under the leadership of Zaire’s South sud-Kivu province. Although 200,000 people were not a big deal in densely populated countries like Korea, there were not many 200,000 cities in Africa.

The Karhor region, where France’s East African Resource Development Headquarters was located, was the south of Lake Kivu. On the view of a hill with a huge lake, two red brick buildings and three white concrete buildings stood like a picture.

Two gazelles landed in Heliport on a white concrete building. Black Mamba, hugging Hae Young, got off the first gazelle. And then, Woo-hyun, Jeong Pil-su, Kim Myung-jin, and Zulu got off in order.

“Advisor, thank you for your hard work.”

A man who was around 40 with a solid body bent down.

“Ariba! What’s going on? I’ve called you.”

Black Mamba was surprised.

“Fussy Surfund kicked my ass. There was no news from you, and his class and ability were useless. There was no choice.”

Ariba made a veiled complaint.

“Ariba, you have grown up.”

Black Mamba frowned slightly. He didn’t have time to listen to the joke.

“Oh, no way. Hey, what are you doing without transporting the patient?”

Surprised, Ariba pressed the waiting medical staff. Hae Young was immediately taken to the emergency room in an emergency bed.

“Advisor, the headquarter hospital is so well equipped since VIP comes to visit with money in bags. Medical staff is also dispatched directly from the headquarter. They are not going to sew the stomach with purring a scissor in.”

Ariba chuckled. He avoided going to the jungle of Ituri because Black Mamba flew to the Bukabu headquarters.

Sun Woo-hyun pulled Ariba’s ear.

“Hey, don’t joke around. She is Wakil’s girlfriend.”

“Oh, really?”

Ariba jumped.