Chapter 43: The Real Mercenary (3)

Chapter 43: The Real Mercenary (3)

Then I started preparing to complete the mission.

The girl and her parents, surrounded by numerous guards, had left the colony satellite.

I'm the only one in this area now.

I stared at the nearby map and pondered the battle.

The flower to be guarded expands in the garden in front of the big house. Behind the premises is a mountain, which is not accessible from this side (the inside of that hill was hollowed out and the interior became a warehouse. The assets targeted by the looters were originally hidden there. Now of course it's an empty shell).

If the marauders come, the target is inside the mountain, but the possibility of entering from the front of the big house with the entrance seems to be quite high. If that happens, the garden will become a battlefield. This must be avoided.

"It's a troublesome commission."

I didn't regret thinking about it that way.

After that, only pray that the marauders will not come.

I put a flower in the cockpit as a reward and looked at it and could only continue to pray.

Hours later.

My wish did not reach heaven. The marauders are coming.

This is the worst-case scenario in which the opponent rides the mobi1esuit. That is, it is the adjuster. For this reason, seeing my ginn make my opponent lose their fighting spirit, the only hope is reduced.

The opponent's mech is a protoginn. It is equivalent to the previous type of ginn which is now heavily put into the battle line. Because of the old type, it is used as a training machine for newcomers in the zaft army.

I also used this model to practice when I was at zaft.

The opponent is old-fashioned, but not much different from my ginn abilities. Not only that, but in terms of the driver's qualifications, I'm not bad, that's right.

Don't underestimate your enemies. This is one of the things I learned through combat.

I left the garden as I was about to enter my own ginn.

If a stray bullet hits the garden, that's all it takes.

"Look over here!"

I approached the enemy in a roundabout way while letting the machine gun fire.

Although it is a reckless action, the only way to lure the enemy away from the garden is to use yourself as bait.

The enemy has been deceived by my temptation.

I and the enemy's ginn gradually left the big house.

In a place far enough away from the big house, I really focused my spirit on the fight.

However, even though he constantly attacks the enemy, it seems that he does not have the intention of fighting in full seriousness.

If you don't shoot here, it won't shoot either. If you attack from this side, you can get away from it.

"What are you doing?"

I felt uncomfortable with the fight, and I was content to stay away from the big house.

Neither side suffered fatal damage, and ten minutes passed with the enemy.

Suddenly, the enemy's protoginn drove the thrusters all out of the distance at which they could fight. In short, the enemy gave up the battle and fled.

Certainly no direct damage was given. I don't understand why. There is also the possibility of running out of energy and having a problem with the machine. (Dear book friends, this book updates the latest and fastest chapters of this book on LVSEXS on the hot book library network.) It doesn't matter where you read my work, but when you see this sentence, please come and support me. I will be very grateful for a flower, a click on a collection, one at a time! But it's rare to encounter such a lucky thing in actual combat.

In any case, I was simply pleased with the departure of the enemy.

"Hold on."

This mood boiled from the depths of my heart.

I returned to the big house with a happy mood.

When I returned, there was no big house there.

The place where there used to be a big house was surrounded by a flame.

"Flowers!"

The garden is a bleak scene.

The heat and smoke emitted by the flames were filled with countless white petals.

That's when I noticed.

Protoginn was a bait to lure me away from the big house.

After my stupid man left the house, the companion that the guy was waiting for invaded the house.

But when I entered the big house, I realized that I didn't leave anything of value behind.

So the guys set fire and ran away.

"Abominable !!!!!"

I shouted in too much rage. Not anger at the predators. It's anger at myself as a fool.

I'll be back to Ginn right away. Maybe the marauders are still there.

Even if the marauder client is defeated, the flower will not come back.

But you can't just leave it at that. If anger doesn't find someone to vent my anger, I'll break my heart.

As Ginn ran away, I soon saw a Mobi1esuit in front of me.

But that guy is not the protoginn of the marauder he just met.

The guy looked like he had some kind of markings on his chest.

"That's ......"

That's a mark I can't forget.

Marking of the serpent.

"Snake Tail!"

As I approached, I saw the protoginn of the marauder fall at the feet of the snake-tailed ginn. The guy's cockpit was impaled by an armor breaker.

“…… Please stop."

The snake tail of the ginn came to the newsletter.

The voice coming from the communicator was a silent man's voice.

I was ordered to stop, but I didn't feel the coercive atmosphere. Feeling this incredible feeling, I naturally stopped ginn.

Then the man's voice came over the communicator.

"I am the snake-tailed Cong Yun impeachment. Came to kill these marauders for the job. The work is over. I'm going to leave right away. ”

Obviously, these guys are just as plundering as the others, and they have angered the rich people somewhere. Then he hired the snaketail and disposed of them.

"I want you to let me go just like that."

“……”

I can't answer.

I lost the object of my anger. Anger came back to myself.

"Wow!!!"

I called. My heart is about to break.

The excessive pain made me want to turn my anger to the snake's impeachment for a moment.

But I can't.

There is no impeachment. He just did his job as best he could. There is no one to blame but me.

"Wow, ah!!!"

I kept shouting.

The impeachment never walked away.

Soon after I calmed down, the communication came in again.

"You're a mercenary. Why? ”

The voice of impeachment has incredible power.

Noticing this, I told the impeachment about the commission I had received and about my own stupidity.

“…… Protect the flowers. This is a commission I have accepted. But I can't even do that. ”

I'm sure I'm going to be teased.

Serpenttail is a first-class mercenary.

Stupid mercenaries who want to protect the flower but can't do it will definitely be made fun of

A mercenary hired by a little girl who refuses to do a serious job.

And a mercenary who can't even fulfill the wish of such a little girl.

That's right, it must be teased.

“……”

But there was no laughter coming from the communicator.

The reaction to such an impeachment was completely unexpected.

“…… Do you have any interest in joining Snake Tail? ”

“……!?”

For a moment I couldn't understand what I was hearing.

Why do the first-class mercenaries want to lure me?

Teasing me?

"Why?"

I question.

"Because you're a real mercenary"

"The real deal? But I couldn't live up to my client's expectations. I'm not a guy who can't do it at all! Why can't you do this? ”

Remorseful.

"You understand how mercenaries are supposed to face battle."

Impeachment answered. And continue quietly.

"Mercenaries do not fight for their own doctrine claims. Mercenaries just fight for someone else. Risking one's life for the sake of others. That's why it's important to fight for what. You may seem like a fool to others, but you're fighting with the same mood as your client. Taking the 'client's idea' as one's own is a true mercenary. ”

"It's just a ...... The flowers are all burned out. ”

"But you survived. Although the mission fails, the mercenaries who fight with the client's ideas will surely become stronger. ”

"Stronger...... Me? ”

Naturally, tears flowed down her cheeks. Tears as hot as being burned by fire. The blood that flowed from his cheeks was hotter today than the day he met the snaketail.

"I ...... I ......"

"I'll say it again. Join Snake Tail! ”

“…… Hmmm"

I agreed in a weak voice.

He didn't say anything more.

In the cockpit, the white flowers shine beautifully.