Chapter 44: Mechanized Heavy Armored Infantry.

The target of the assault was decided to be the command center.

It just happened to be close to the house where the affair took place.

The command center was surrounded by a metal fence and had a gate.

There were a few guards standing there, but I didn’t bother and walked up to them.

The guards stopped me (Bolde’s face) as I strolled down the street.

As we passed each other, I squeezed his head.

Brain matter, like crushed tomatoes, splattered on the clothes and face of the colleague next to him.

I kicked my colleague, who gasped and stiffened at the suddenness.

His body bent into a curve, flying toward the gate station.

There was another guard at the gate, but he didn’t even have time to raise his voice as I stepped in and sliced the entire building into pieces with a butcher knife.

Perhaps because my face was still Bolde’s, the guards guarding the entrance to the command center shouted something and raised their guns to stop me.

They should have pulled the trigger immediately.

I rushed in with a whoosh and cut those two guys off with the entire front door.

That’s when the alarm finally went off, but it was too late.

In the midst of the commotion, I rush through the entrance hall and rush past them in a flash.

I charged like a raging bull into a room that I had checked from the outside, and when I busted down the door, I found a fat man inside. There was a fat man in the room with a couple of young girls sitting on his bed.

The man’s voice was grumbling. There are insults in it. I’m sure it’s because my face is still Bolde.

It’s not that I’m not a human being, but I can’t stand the fact that soldiers are risking their lives on the front lines and these people are enjoying themselves like this, so I sliced up both the man and the girls together.

Having successfully taken out the heart of the enemy, I went on to completely destroy the command center, snacking on one of the girl’s delicious-looking brains, and then returning with the man’s head.

I returned to the entrance hall, where the organized shooting finally began.

A barrage of bullets fired in formation, popping off the skin of Bolde’s face that was stuck to my head.

The sinister face of the Butcher appeared from below. Their faces twisted in shock, and the shooting stopped for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I threw the raw head of the man in my hand toward the ranks as hard as I could. The head turned into a cannonball and smashed through the middle of the formation.

Almost at the same time, I slammed my large, hailing body into the gap and flashed my butcher knife in a horizontal line. This turned the entrance hall into a sea of blood.

I picked up a fallen assault rifle and shot the guards in the back as they tried to flee. They chose to flee in the face of the sudden appearance of the Butcher. It was the right choice, but it was too late. There was no escape.

After I finished cleaning up the command center, I bit the female soldier’s throat and sipped her blood as I checked outside from the second-floor window.

The whole city was already shrouded in panic.

The main force of aliens must have seen the commotion and started to move in. My work is almost done. I’ll just play around and go home for dinner.

That was when I was making my sightseeing plan.

There was a large shadow approaching us from the darkness on the other side of the road, shaking the ground as it creaked.....

This is the mechanized heavy armored infantry, commonly known as “Ripley”.

The soldiers call it “Ripley” because of the resemblance to the female power loader[1] who took on in the Original Aliens, and they look up to her.

That one is a bit tricky.

Originally, it was a large bipedal weapon designed to counter threats such as dragons and giants, in short, a walking machine gun. It’s an amazing thing that can be deployed in forests, mountains, urban areas, and piles of rubble.

And the 20mm minigun that she carries on her back is indeed something that even the mysterious defenses of the aliens can’t leave unscathed.

Naturally, it would be an effective countermeasure against the Butcher. It’s a very expensive weapon. Why is that thing in this small rural area?

Ripley paused. She seems to have recognized me.

The two miniguns that had been pointing upward came down from both shoulders.

The moment I saw the muzzle’s black circle, I ran.

Shortly after, the second floor of the command center was blown to pieces with a loud whrrr whrrr whrrr sound.

I could see the streaks of light from the scattered towed projectiles coming towards me.

I reflexively used my butcher knife as a shield, and the rumbling explosion sounded almost simultaneously. The impact sent my body flying backward.

–In this kind of situation, it’s a disadvantage to have a big body!

I was blown through the wall to the opposite side of the command center, but as soon as I landed, I rolled my body and slid into the alley.

I’m such a nimble butcher. I’ve never seen a Butcher move like this. If I were a soldier and saw one, I’d immediately turn tail and run.

Ripley already knows that I’m here. Even if I run away, she”ll probably come after me. I’m not wearing my butcher bag today, and it’s a little dangerous if I accidentally get shot in the back. I’ll just deal with them here and now.

I poked my head out of the alley to check the road.

A single mechanized heavy armored infantry Ripley emerged from the corner of the street just behind me. There are four accompanying infantrymen around it. There was no support firearms insight.

The infantryman is equipped with a grenade, but if he jumps in and gets close enough, he won’t be able to shoot for fear of being shot at. I think I can do it. Let’s do it.

I ripped off the front doorpost of a nearby house and leaped into the street, throwing it at Ripley with a beautiful javelin form.

The pillar, which flew in a straight line with a spinning motion, successfully hit Ripley in the torso.

A heavy metallic sound was heard. Ripley falls on her back with a heavy metallic sound.

At that moment, I was already kicking the ground and accelerating.

I ignored the infantry. While receiving their fires, I slid my foot on the road to get closer to Ripley. And then, with a butcher knife that carried the rotation of my body, I cleaved Ripley’s feet off the ground.

*clink* One of Ripley’s legs flew off, leaving a pleasant sound.

Ripley falls on her back, staggering as she fires the minigun gun in the other direction.

I swung a thick piece of iron with my wood-chopping form and hit it down on its torso with all my might.

*boom* A roaring sound echoed in the night sky.

Immediately after the echoes of the small earthquake and explosion that shook the city subsided, a silence fell.

Ripley, who had been smashed to pieces by my hand, was lying in half, dripping black oil and red blood.

As fine fragments and pebbles rained down, the accompanying soldiers around me were dumbfounded, not even bothering to fire a shot.

Sparks crackled from the cross-section and ignited the oil.

Against the backdrop of the flames, the soldiers who were just standing there in a daze were disposed of one by one.

I was going to take away the minigun on her back, but I was too vigorous and cut it off. If I had had the minigun, it would have been easier to kill them from now on.

The 20mm minigun is the biggest gun I can handle on my own. I like the simplicity of being able to carry and fire it by itself with the blowback drum feeding system. If it goes up to 25mm, it becomes a chain-driven drive, so it needs an engine or motor mechanism.

The power of the gun is perfect, and if you use armor-piercing rounds, you can turn a light vehicle or helicopter into a beehive, and if you use grenade grenades, you can make mincemeat out of a group of enemies. Moreover, the effective range is over one kilometer.

With this, a wooden structure is like a paper house It can be turned into a pile of cement boards in an instant.

However, due to its weight and recoil, it would be impossible to handle it in the flesh.

But I can shoot it.

Yes, the Butcher can.

I give a short sigh and start walking.

It was at that moment that I received a rare order during infiltrate.

–Go back. Defend.

What? Defend? Defend what?

I was confused for a second, but then I ran as if I was bullets.

No need to ask. It’s the main alien force.

You’re telling me they’re fighting back?

I can’t believe it. Are the mechanized heavy armored infantry still out there?

Normally I’d leave them alone, but this time it’s not good.

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Abigail is still in the main force.

She’s a fragile and vulnerable person. If a gun is pointed at her, she’ll be torn to pieces with just a scratch.