Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 71
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“What is going on?”
Alan bit his lip slightly at Taylor’s question. Didn’t Hassan do that? The magic stone transport came by a while ago.
“There’s still shift left… Ah, because of the lab….”
Taylor revealed it, having caught the short word ‘laboratory’.
“You bastards of the defense force. No matter how much you say it’s your policy not to interfere with explorers or companies… No, is it because you’re sucking money out of your asshole?”
Meanwhile, Zion looked back and forth between the camp’s troops and the group. He looked like someone calculating something. This time, he glanced at the passage leading to the camp and spoke quietly.
“I’ll go there. I feel like there’s someone dangerous.”
“How dangerous···.”
Before Alan could finish speaking, Zion disappeared, leaving only the wind. And even that quickly dispersed.
As soon as Zion disappeared, the administrator’s face immediately brightened. He thought that there would be no problem with three or so people.
3 against 30. Shiva and Taylor each spoke a word.
“Today is the day I go to see my mother. I wonder if there are fermented drinks in paradise.”
“Stop talking nonsense and get your mind straight.”
“But brother···.”
“Just believe the beak!”
Taylor, who had been talking to Shiva in the beginning and to Alan in the end, leaped forward. Shiva, who had been acting like a new recruit, also closed his eyes tightly and followed Taylor.
No matter how many enemies there were, Alan’s mind was calm. He just moved his eyes slightly and looked at the streetlights erected throughout the camp.
Streetlights don’t just serve as lighting. Another function is to grant strengthening magic to those they recognize as allies.
The streetlights grew stronger and brighter, illuminating the surrounding area. Just before the two people and the 30 people collided, a beam of light enveloped the 30 people.
“good.”
“You cheeky brats. What on earth were you thinking coming here… Huh?”
Only then did he realize that something was wrong with his body, but it was already too late. Alan had long since changed the [Acceleration] and [Strength] engraved on the streetlight to [Slow] and [Weakness].
If I had known, I would have raised my resistance and rejected the strengthening technique, but I had already accepted it with my whole body.
There were times when it didn’t work out well because there was little time to prepare and a lot to do, but that was acceptable.
Taylor raised his automatic shotgun as he watched his enemies slow down.
Boom, bang, bang!
The heavy recoil shook even the modified body. Countless lead bullets were fired toward the enemies.
Combat with people can easily end in a long-range firefight if done wrong, so a defensive shield or force field shield is essential.
Lockhart’s men also knew this, and each had a force field shield that resembled a buckler. They put their shields forward as soon as they saw the shotgun.
“Just a shotgun?”
The sight seemed suspiciously large, but it wouldn’t be a problem. That thought quickly disappeared.
bang!
The shield was shattered with a single shot, and the next shot sent lead bullets pounding through his body.
“Eww!”
“Why is this happening? I clearly changed the mana pack this morning···.”
There was no time to think. A bullet flew into the hole in the force field and exploded.
Boom!
Troops near the impact point were blown away in all directions. Some people were fine because of their protective gear, but even those people had lost a limb or two.
Shiva jumped into the rising smoke, the chaos growing heavier. Despite his small stature and short legs, he bounced around.
“penitence!”
“expiation!”
“penance!”
Every time he uttered the word like a shout, one person fell down. The chins of the enemies who fell to the ground were red and swollen. Sometimes, there were those who responded to Shiva’s attacks.
“You little squat!”
“My cultivation is not shaken by such words.”
Manasod pierced Shiva’s face. He ducked his body slightly forward to dodge the sword, and grabbed his wrist firmly with his armored hand.
Splash!
The dwarf’s grip was already strong, but how powerful would it be with the addition of training? A sound of something twisting was heard from the inspector’s wrist.
Shiva simultaneously rotated his wrist. The body of the inspector who had his arm caught was pulled down, and his head was also dragged along. The fist loaded on Shiva’s shoulder was fired as is.
The sound of the bell ringing was heard three times. The body of the prosecutor who had been hit twice more than the others went limp.
“Hey!”
Just then, an enemy rushed towards him. Shiva grabbed the inspector’s ankle and swung it like a weapon.
Bang!
There was a sound of metal clashing with metal as if he was wearing magicware on his face.
“Never ignore a dwarf again.”
Shiva leapt forward, leaving the two hanging limp ones behind.
When I tried to apply a buff, I ended up getting a debuff instead, and my mana pack was quickly emptied because of how I managed it. That wasn’t all.
pop!
The grenade launcher aimed at Allen exploded loudly. As one went off, the other grenades in the magazine followed suit.
In the hot air, the manager glared at Alan.
‘There is a degree of negligence in management···.’
There had been some irregularities in the delivery process, but I never remember receiving something this messy. It was clear that this was someone’s doing.
An old man with a modified body, a dwarf who rushes to the topic of a healer, couldn’t possibly be that smart.
‘Then who’s left?’
Of course, he was a magic engineer who supported the firepower from behind. It was disheartening to see him glance over me so indifferently, as if he were the commander of the battlefield.
‘From DT-10 to camp and mine.’
No matter how positively you think about it, your career is over. This is beyond the scope of protection even from the higher-ups in your line.
Manaheart, responding to the emotion, seeped into the air. Mana permeated every nook and cranny of his body, and the prosthetic limbs attached to his arms swelled.
I kicked the ground hard. My target was the guy at the end of the straight line.
“no!”
The modified human, who was either pretending to be old or a real old man, screamed. I really liked the look of confusion on his face. What kind of expression would someone make when their precious being was destroyed?
The old man was under attack and had no power to stop himself.
Phong!
A familiar sound was heard. It was that sound. The bullets fired together turned the camp into a sea of fire and stirred up chaos.
The manager extended his hand forward. How does a normal bullet explode? It has to fly a certain distance before the internal fuse aligns and the impact of the impact causes it to explode.
So, if you let it flow gently, you can avoid it. In the time accelerated by the reflex accelerator, the supervisor’s hand lightly grabbed Matan’s side.
At the same time, the eyes witnessed a dwarf running towards them. I brought him into the camp as a healer, but I didn’t expect him to do something like this.
As he waved his hand to the side, the magic bullet flew towards the dwarf.
Boom!
A hot wave of heat surged from behind. Still, the supervisor smiled. Now, there was no one who could stop the magic engineer and himself.
Aesong, who still looks at you with indifferent eyes. Can you do that even if you pull out her ears, dig out her eyes, and pull out her teeth?
The manager, with a cruel smile on his face, realized that one side of his vision was tinted red.
‘Where did you see this light?’
Before he could even think about it, a red hot ray passed through the manager. The force was so strong that both his legs were pierced and cooked at the same time.
Alan glanced at the leopard that was poking its head out of the tent where he was staying, and then looked down at the manager who was lying down in front of him. He was still reaching out his hand, as if he hadn’t given up yet.
“Fuck···.”
Bang! Bang!
Alan’s answer was a harsh clang. The raised cane struck the manager’s head repeatedly. The metal frame gave off a clear sound.
The fight ended as the manager fell. Taylor approached, looking tattered.
“I’m glad you’re safe. I forgot about the leopard, too.”
“Do you need treatment?”
“You wouldn’t know it if you saw it?”
“The MagicWear looks fine, but the physical part is difficult for me to judge.”
Taylor nodded at the Alan-like answer and pointed to one side with his hand. There was a Shiva lying on a large mat.
“It’s impossible right now.”
“Is Mr. Shiba seriously injured?”
“Don’t you remember earlier? I got hit by your magic bullet and that’s what happened. That’s what we call a team kill.”
“That’s the manager···.”
Allen kept his mouth shut. After all, he was the one who shot the bullet. Taylor’s voice rang out over the quiet battlefield.
“It doesn’t look like he’s in danger of dying, so he’ll get up soon. He’s a very strong dwarf. But, if the healer falls, who’ll treat him?”
At that moment, Hassan exchanged glances with several miners. The number of watchers decreased to less than 30% as if Alan had kept his promise.
The commotion outside had made security tighter, but with fewer people available, it was inevitable that holes would appear.
Hassan took out the magic stone hidden in his underwear and inserted it into the groove of the pickaxe. At the same time, the handle vibrated.
‘It works.’
He swallowed hard and took a deep breath. As the mining stopped, a guard approached Hassan from behind.
“You, you punk! I want to die!”
The overseer’s voice was sharper than usual, knowing that fighting had broken out in the camp.
“Aren’t you coming to your senses?”
The man, whose patience was shorter than usual, walked behind Hassan with a slow gait. He was planning to hit the back of the head first to show the other miners an example.
“It seems easy because things usually go well?”
“Good? That’s what those who suck our blood would say!”
“This is crazy… Ugh!”
The supervisor’s eyes rolled back. The cause was the pickaxe stuck in the chin. If an object faster than a certain speed approached, the shield should automatically open. The magic tool remained silent.
Hassan held the handle tightly with trembling hands. In fact, he was somewhat of a believer in letting things happen, but he didn’t know that the pickaxe would crush the defense plate.
Naturally, there was chaos among the remaining supervisors.
“That!”
“Kill that bastard!”
This is a forced labor camp. Those who rule above must never be underestimated, as they control the miners through fear. If one side gets beaten, the other side must be torn to pieces.
One of the supervisors dropped his gun loaded with rubber bullets and placed his hand on the handle of the manasod, intending to cut off the limb as a proper warning.
“Ugh!”
But his wish did not come true. The miner who had been crouching suddenly stood up and swung his pickaxe at his back.
The mood changed when another supervisor collapsed. All the emotions that had been suppressed for so long burst out in an instant.
“You were held captive by these guys? By guys who didn’t have any functioning equipment?”
“Kill him! Kill him!”
“We will not be slaves!”
No matter how much they were squashed, the momentum of 100 people was terrifying. Before the supervisors could do anything, they were knocked to the floor and beaten.
Some people’s shields worked well, but they couldn’t withstand the countless pickaxe strikes.
“Let’s escape to the ground like this!”
“If we go together, there will be no problem!”
The miners who had come out of the mine in a great mood stopped as if they had made a promise. The DT-10 lying down applied the brakes to their feet.
There was no one who did not know the identity of DT-10.
“How do I deal with that?”
“Ugh!”
“No, no! Look carefully! It stopped!”
The rapidly spreading fear was finally calmed by someone’s scream. It was fortunate that the mine entrance was narrow, but if all 100 people had witnessed it, it would have been difficult.
The miners, holding their trembling hearts, slowly observed the camp. All the company’s troops, whom they had thought of as grim reapers, were lying down, and in the middle of them were Alan and Zion, talking.
“What about the reinforcements?”
“It doesn’t exist anymore.”
Alan’s eyes moved up and down quickly. He had clearly said that there was someone dangerous, but Zion’s appearance was fine. He looked like someone who had just jogged for a while.
“It’s clearly dangerous···.”
“Yeah. Except me.”
Zion’s shoulders rose slightly in proportion to the time Allen spent looking at them.
End