There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 788



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EP.788 Symphony No. 10 in E minor, Op. 93 (5)

***

The moment Delta Force pulls the first trigger.

Dawn quickly grabbed the October Revolution Medal and leaped toward the nearby window. The mana she had accumulated exploded and the glass shattered with a crash.

Dawn gritted her teeth as she rolled on the floor with the glass shards. It was because of the bullet embedded in her ankle.

A shot aimed squarely at the ankle cartilage.

‘An ankle when you could be aiming for the head?’

Dawn, who realized what that meant, immediately opened up her shield. The next moment-

-Bang!

Something exploded in front of his nose. It was a grenade or something, but the explosion shattered the shield without losing its power. Flames and shock swept over his face and scorched the surrounding roads.

And that was just the beginning.

Thud!

Immediately afterwards, a bullet leaping through space pierced his abdomen. Blood and flesh splattered along the bullet that tore through his bare skin and exited the other side.

This was the extent of it because I reflexively surrounded myself with mana. If I had been hit without knowing anything, my spine would have been broken.

Swish. Dawn, who swallowed briefly, kicked the ground. The mana that swept along the wave of the wave quickly pushed his body away, and bullets fired by other Delta Forces struck the spot one after another – no, those weren’t bullets.

!!!!

As the eerie flames burst out, the asphalt road was torn apart. The firepower was enough to roast not only ordinary people, but even superhumans.

Are these the US special forces opposing the Zugashvili?

Dawn unleashed a shield while spewing out a torrent of smoke without slowing down. As expected, countless bullets that had leapt through space attacked him.

Not one, but dozens of bullets fired simultaneously by six people. It was impossible to determine the exact number, because the bullets all came from different directions.

The confusion was brief, and the response was quick. Dawn dodged while covering her vital points with a protective shield.

Add to that the insight he gained from watching Browning in Chicago, and he was able to avoid being a beehive. However, it was impossible to dodge all bullets faster than the speed of sound. Dawn narrowly allowed a few bullets to pass.

Of course, it wasn’t a fatal wound. He continued to regenerate his body and gain distance. And a few seconds later, Yeomyeong left the store and jumped over a small building, thinking that he had escaped without much damage.

I thought so too…

The spot where the bullet hit was strange. Normally, the bullet would have been pushed out of the body as soon as it was regenerated, but wasn’t it still lodged in the body?

I checked my forearm, where the bullet had hit, and something was flashing under the skin.

‘Signal flare!’

It seemed to be mixed in with the regular bullets in case they missed. Those damn bastards. Yeomyeong dug right into his flesh and pulled out the tracer bullets.

And at the moment when I was about to throw away the signal flare.

Whoosh- A thick haze surged onto the road he was standing on. It was a tremendous amount of murderous intent, like a wave crashing down.

It wasn’t the artificial relic he was holding, or the murderous intent emitted by other artificial relics around him. It was the murderous intent emitted by Dzhugashvili himself, and six shadows actually appeared beyond the murderous intent.

Six jugashvili walking in the same posture.

[Did you think I would just hand over the holy relic?]

Yevgeny. The guy was driving the other Dzhugashvili.

‘This side is no joke either.’

Yeomyeong clicked her tongue briefly, looked back and forth between the Jugashvili surrounding her and the signal flare in her hand, and then a good idea came to her mind.

If Delta Force wants to kill commies, why don’t they just give them real commies?

The thoughts were short, and the actions were quick. Without hesitation, Dawn threw a signal flare at the Jugashvili at the very front.

Did he think Dawn was attacking? He roughly took the flare.

[huh?]

And the moment the guy checked the item he received.

Something came through space above the flare.

A long, circular object resembling a water rocket often made by children.

Dawn recognized that it was a third-generation US anti-tank missile, but failed to recognize that it was an anti-superperson missile with a multi-purpose warhead instead of an anti-tank high-explosive.

In fact, even if they had found out, it wouldn’t have made much of a difference. Any bullet would have been enough to blow up a person.

[Let’s go…!]

As Yevgeny spoke, clearly swearing, the anti-tank missile exploded.

***

Kwaaaaang – !!!!

Delta Force, who was poking his head out of the upper hatch of the armored vehicle, spoke as the flames of anti-tank missiles shot upward.

[Hit. Confirmed with thermal imaging device.]

Another Delta Force member hanging out next to the armored vehicle soon asked back.

[Confirmed. What is the damage?]

[Four people were involved and seriously injured. The three who were out of range are scattering.]

RUMP! The armored vehicle shook as it crushed the abandoned vehicle, but Delta Force continued speaking without moving an inch.

[The college student guy and the rest of the Jugashvili started fighting.]

[Is this the runaway of the Jugashvili?]

[I don’t think so. Captain, there’s a chance that the college kid isn’t really a communist-]

At that moment, Delta Force, who was called the captain, cut him off.

[Does anyone among us know the motto of Harvard University… or any other Ivy League university?]

[… .]

[What are the chances that a non-commie would know the slogan of Kalinin Polytechnic Research University?]

[…I don’t think so.]

[Okay, then I’ll handle both.]

[But they are fighting each other…]

[The Reds are originally good at civil war. Even if we multiply the number of Reds we killed by ten thousand, it will not reach the number of Reds killed by Mao Zedong and Stalin.]

[… .]

[We kill communists. Trotskyists, Maoists, Stalinists… whatever their name, all of them.]

While the agent on top of the armored vehicle was unable to refute, the armored vehicle entered the thick fog with a thud. The captain, who confirmed that the distance between him and the Jugashvili was closing, said:

[No. 5 and No. 6 provide support in the armored vehicle. The rest, including me, engage in close combat. Each is armed with an automatic shotgun in addition to their main firearm.]

[OK. How would you like to start?]

[Charging into the crater. All personnel, brace for impact.]

Just as the sound of a gun being ready rang out, the armored vehicle began to accelerate.

Mass is power.

The armored vehicle, weighing nearly 20 tons, pierced through the living room and, bang! slammed into the nearest Dzhugashvili.

***

Phew!!

A sound like a balloon popping came from the hit-and-run driver, Jugashvili.

But the result was incomparable to the balloon. The jugashvili flew away and hit a nearby streetlight, turning into a blood clot.

[what?!]

Yevgeny’s Dzhugashvili, who had not noticed the approach of the armored vehicle while fighting against the dawn, looked at the armored vehicle with startled eyes. And immediately recognized its identity.

[Pindos!!]

Pindos. That was a derogatory term for Americans. Yevgeny shouted at Dawn.

[This reactionary bastard, dragging in the enemy!]

“… .”

Wasn’t it you who brought America in first? While Yeomyeong was thinking like that, Delta Force got out of the armored vehicle.

And then – indiscriminate shooting.

Thump thump thump thump – !!

Like Browning, Delta Force did not use ordinary rifles. What they had in their hands was a heavy machine gun that a regular soldier could only fire by mounting it on the ground.

A heavy weapon that can instantly turn humans into pieces of meat.

Jugashvili was also human, and those exposed to the fire were reduced to crushed meat.

There was no place to run. The bullets applied with Browning’s martial arts chased down the hiding Dzhugashvili and destroyed them.

Soon, the only person standing in front of Delta Force, who had emptied all the magazines of their heavy machine guns, was a man with a face like Pasoon. Of course, he didn’t look all right. He just endured the bullets with his stronger regenerative power and excellent evasion skills than others.

But that was no different from saying that they had to endure the firepower of a heavy machine gun from the front.

[What a monster.]

Delta Force agents who evaluated Dawn threw away their machine guns and took out their customized weapons.

A grenade launcher, a crude double-barreled rifle that looked like two guns strapped together, a gun with three magazines, and even a pair of pistols as big as dumbbells.

Even to the untrained Yeomyeong, these were strange guns that made her wonder what kind of things they were, but Yeomyeong did not let her guard down. Her opponent was America’s most elite killing machine.

The best option for now would be to leave the handling of the Jagasibili to them and retrieve the artificial relic myself… but as is always the case with things in life, things did not turn out that easily.

[Kill them all.]

Before Dawn could say anything, Delta Force opened fire.

Whether or not Yevgeny’s Dzhugashvili were a hive of demons, Dawn would capture other Dzhugashvili and use them as human shields.

The effect was obvious. The shield, which played in real time, blocked most shots. The captured Dzhugashvili had a fit and bit his arm, but it was better than being hit by a direct grenade.

Well, anyway.

Dawn, who was flying to avoid the bullets, suddenly accelerated his body. Surprised by the sudden acceleration, Delta Force’s guns were pointed at him, and he jumped onto the Delta Force’s armored vehicle.

Boom! Delta Force, who was firing from the armored vehicle at the moment of landing, was startled. The moment he sensed death, the muzzle of his machine gun was pointed at Dawn.

Instead of swinging his sword, Dawn held the gun and spoke.

“I’m not really a communist, but can you trust me just this once?”

Was this a mockery before the kill? Delta Force, who was held at gunpoint, said as he pulled out his auxiliary weapon.

[Damn it! If you’re not a communist, tell me Harvard’s motto.]

“truth.”

The answer was immediate.

[…?]

What? While Delta Force was pulling out its gun, another Delta Force shot pierced Yeomyeong’s side. Yeomyeong, holding the wound, clicked her tongue.

“Why did you ask the question if you didn’t believe me?”

[… .]

“Anyway, I’m going to go collect the artificial relics that are the cause of this life, so please hold off the Jugasibili for a while.”

Dawn jumped onto the armored vehicle.

What? Delta Force, who had asked Harvard’s motto, stared blankly at the back of the receding dawn, and only after hearing Yevgeny’s shout did they grab the machine gun again.

[It’s too late. Nothing you do will work!]

The city became uninhabitable, and exactly 27 minutes had passed.

****

Governor Alton, who woke up at the crack of dawn, frowned.

[Emergency situation. Communists are launching a terrorist attack and attacking Apollo City.]

Because of the texts from Apollo City’s men? Of course there was that, but what really irritated him were the texts from other senders.

A secret text message from the Chicago Police Chief to him.

[Governor, a water dragon has breached the Great Lakes blockade and entered Lake Michigan. It appears to be heading to the Chicago portal. How should we respond?]

Water dragon? Water dragon. Alton asked in reply.

[Is there a person on the dragon?]

Tiring, a reply came right away.

[I can’t make out exactly, but there are two people, one male and one female, riding between the dragon’s fins.]

A man and a woman… There’s no way that child would side with the man, right?

[Shoot it away, and if possible, tear off a scale or something-]

The moment the governor replied, another text came flying in.

[Additional information just came in from the scene. The man riding the dragon appears to be a U.S. soldier. He is wearing a military uniform.]

Military uniform? Oh, that’s what it was. Alton erased the text he was writing and replied again.

[Let them pass. Send both dragons and humans through the dimensional gate.]