The changes in the evaluation reflected the changes in Kieran's strength.
Compared to the objective evaluation, Kieran's feelings were much more profound.
In two and a half days, Kieran felt like he had been reborn.
Holding the [Viper-M1] that he had gotten from the sniper, he felt like he had become a veteran soldier. Even though Kieran knew that it was all built on the foundation of virtual reality, it was all fake.
He was still immersed in it.
Because everything was too real.
If it wasn't for the fact that he could call out his character's attributes and his mission tab, Kieran would have thought that it was all real.
"Is this the charm of the underground game?"
Kieran thought about the people who had entered the underground game, unlike him. He had a slight understanding of their thoughts.
If he had been a healthy person though, he would never have come into contact with this game.
No matter how real it was! No matter how exciting it was!
To Kieran, it was better to live the rest of his life in peace.
Kieran was never an ambitious person who did not want to live an ordinary life.
He was just a person who had no other choice.
Still, that did not stop Kieran from doing his best.
After all, it was a matter of life and death!
Leaning against the wall of the ruins, Kieran used the shadows to hide himself. He squinted his eyes and breathed softly.
If it was possible, Kieran would have liked to lie down and take a nap.
However, the situation before him did not allow it.
The crucial moment was coming!
The sky was completely dark.
The moon climbed up into the night sky. The crescent moon brought a sense of tranquility to the war-torn city.
However, it was broken by a series of footsteps.
Dak Dak Dak!
The footsteps from afar attracted Kieran's attention.
With the help of the moonlight, he saw the rebel soldiers who had left earlier.
They had hurried back, but they did not notice Kieran hiding in the shadows.
The anxiety in their hearts had weakened their observational skills.
All they wanted to do was report what they had found in the ruins to their commander, Zarukhar.
Hank was dead!
Along with his subordinates, none of them survived.
This was too shocking for them!
One had to know that Hank was a true powerhouse among them. Whether it was shooting or fighting, he was one of the best. Especially after he had completed several impossible missions, the whole camp was saying that Hank was the strongest.
Most of the soldiers tacitly agreed with this statement.
But Hank, who was like this, actually died!
He was killed by a machine gun!
And it was their own machine gun!
All of this caused the hearts of these soldiers to be filled with doubt, and they were even more unable to accept it.
They needed an explanation!
And Zarukhar was that man!
Therefore, their footsteps became more hurried.
Kieran, who was hiding in the shadows, slowly stood up when he saw the group of soldiers rushing past.
Kieran knew that everything he had been waiting for had begun.
…
"Bastard!"
After listening to the soldier's report, Zarukhar stood up abruptly from his chair. The sudden force caused the chair to fall to the ground with a dull thud.
But no one in the room cared about the chair.
They were all looking at Zarukhar.
They needed an explanation as to why Hank and his team had been annihilated.
Even the aide-de-camp, who was extremely afraid of Zarukhar, did not shift his gaze away from him.
"I know you all have a lot of questions right now.
I'll tell you all about it in a moment.
Now go gather the soldiers on standby.
They have the right to know the truth! "
Zarukhar said in a low voice as he looked at the people in the office.
"Yes, sir!"
The aide and the soldiers saluted and walked out of the office.
Zarukhar, who was left alone in the office, looked gloomy.
Before his scouts had returned, Zarukhar had still been holding on to a sliver of hope.
But when the scouts had returned with news, Zarukhar had thrown away that last sliver of hope.
One of his best men, Hank, was dead, and so were the men Hank had brought with him.
They had all been killed by a sniper and his own machine gun.
The moment Zarukhar had heard the news, he had imagined that bastard Zennings had sent his men to follow Hank and his men and then ambush them.
Other than Zennings, no one else could have done it.
After all, Zennings' men were very familiar with this kind of thing.
"You've eaten my stuff, and now you want me dead? In that case, let us see who will die first! "
Zarukhar said to himself.
Then he pulled open the drawer and took out his gun.
He felt the roughness of the gun's handle.
The hot-blooded urge to charge and break through enemy lines seemed to have returned to Zarukhar. He turned around and walked out of the office. Through the window, he could already see his men gathering.
No matter how angry Zarukhar was, he would not go after Zennings alone.
That would be suicide.
Fortunately, he had a battalion with the most advanced equipment in the entire rebel army. It was also a tough unit that could fight.
These were the trump cards he had accumulated over the years.
Now, it was time for him to fight his way out.
Zarukhar walked out of the office. His back was straighter, and his footsteps were more powerful. The friction between his boots and the floor was louder.
Dak Dak Dak!
It was like a clock.
Anyone who saw him would be fooled by his meticulous appearance and think that he was a real soldier.
Even if he had a fiery temper and a strong personality.
But wasn't that what a soldier needed?
Therefore, even if there were flaws, they could be forgiven.
That was what Zarukhar was holding onto.
He knew what kind of leader his soldiers needed, so he played that role.
Zarukhar looked at the row of soldiers in front of him and the respect in their eyes. He was very satisfied.
He walked up to the podium and took a deep breath. Through the loudspeaker, he opened his speech with a deep and powerful voice.
"My soldiers … We have been betrayed!"
Zarukhar did not beat around the bush. His words were earth-shattering.
Saluka's words shocked the soldiers around him, but they did not say anything due to the prestige that Saluka had built up over the years.
And Zarukhar's voice continued.
"General Zennings has agreed to negotiate with the enemy, at the cost of our lives!
"That damned son of a bitch. He chose to betray us in order to survive!"
He's the one who started the war, forcing us to fight with our lives! Then, at this time, he pushed all the blame to us! He's making us his scapegoats! "
Zarukhar's voice was getting louder and louder.
Then, he suddenly turned gloomy.
"I know it's hard to believe, but that's the truth!
I sent Hank to gather more evidence, but he was assassinated by that son of a bitch!
"The scouting team I sent out earlier can prove everything!"
"Hank is my most capable subordinate, a true warrior. This kind of sneak attack is not fair! It's not something a true warrior should have to endure! "
Zarukhar's face was gloomy. His eyes were red.
The soldiers who were closer could see the tears in Zarukhar's eyes.
As if he did not want his soldiers to see him in such a bad state, Zarukhar turned around and waved at the scouts beside him.
The soldiers looked at the sorrowful Zarukhar. The captain walked up to the loudspeaker.
"I can prove that Captain Hank was assassinated. He was shot in the back, and the rest of his team members were killed by a sniper!"
The captain said.
The whole barracks was in an uproar.
The soldiers looked at each other.
They looked at each other in disbelief. Then, anger started to grow.
Zarukhar was timing his words.
Just as the anger of the soldiers reached its peak, he turned around at the right time.
"My soldiers, Hank has been assassinated! The next one could be me, and then you guys. Because only by destroying us, the first line of battle, can that son of a bitch, Zennings, be forgiven by the enemy. Only then can he complete the peace negotiation, and only then can he … live! "
Zarukhar looked at the soldiers around him again.
There was a hint of encouragement in his voice.
"I don't want this, because we're warriors!
Even if we die, we want to die on the battlefield, and we want to know why we died, not in this kind of humiliation!
Now, I'm going to find that son of a bitch, Zennings!
Who wants to come with me? "
Zarukhar asked loudly.
"Me!
Me! "
…..
The soldiers, who had lost their minds in anger, responded to Zarukhar's call.
Only the aide beside him looked surprised and hesitant.
As Zarukhar's aide, he knew a little more than the rest.
Everything was not as Zarukhar had said.
For example, he had heard the word "jewelry" with his own ears.
However, before the adjutant could raise his doubts, a pistol was pointed at his forehead.
The man holding the gun was Zarukhar.
Bang!
Zarukhar fired without a second thought.
Zarukhar did not feel any pity for his aide, who had died with his eyes wide open.
Who asked the other party to know too much!
"He's the spy that son of a bitch Zennings sent to spy on me. Too bad I found out too late! Otherwise, Hank … "
Zarukhar put on an act again.
Immediately, the soldiers' astonishment turned into rage.
They looked at the aide's body with disgust.
"My soldiers, it's time to get justice from Zennings! Let's go!
"Seek justice!"
"Seek justice!"
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