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    A panicked voice was heard from the other side as the flashbang grenade rolled out had no effect.

    “What the fuck! Why isn’t it exploding!”

    “Why did I throw a dud…!”

    “The senior didn’t properly manage the weapons. Isn’t the military discipline too lax?”

    “This son of a bitch… !”

    It was meant as a joke, but it seemed to be a provocation to them. No, but is it really a provocation since we’re in the middle of a battle?

    While I was thinking about something else, a man who was spitting out all sorts of F-words pointed a gun at me.

    Tadadang!

    “Oh my.”

    Since I had my head slightly sticking out, I quickly put my head back in. Even if I got shot, the battle suit would still be fine, but I felt bad.

    You might say that I’m not very tense, but even when I was weaker than I am now, I was the one who wiped out dozens of superpowered villains in the world.

    The opponent was a well-trained soldier, but was an ordinary human being with no special superpowers.

    This wasn’t just an empty remark; I was confident that even if I closed my eyes and faced it, not a single hair would be hurt.

    The impact of the bullet striking the cargo case I was leaning against felt like a massage chair.

    “… … .”

    The gunfire that had been pouring down like a venting of anger for a while stopped.

    At the same time, I felt the guys exchanging signals without saying a word.

    It was a cool-headed instruction that showed no trace of the excitement he had shown a moment ago.

    ‘Did you shoot me on purpose? So I could hide and take cover?’

    As expected from guys who belong to a secret organization, their judgment was outstanding.

    It didn’t work for me at all though.

    Since I always have my aura activated while fighting, I never miss a signal just because I don’t speak.

    The three remaining enemies approached me through different paths.

    When he put his head out, he figured out where it was, so it seemed like he was planning to attack from another direction at the same time.

    The narrow passageways of the transport plane, where cargo is piled up, limit the enemy’s movement path.

    Two approached through the passage on my right, one through the passage on my left.

    Among the approaching men, I made note of the location of the man I suspected to be the leader, took out another pistol from my inventory, and held it in both hands.

    A stance for holding dual pistols, commonly called akimbo.

    And then the moment the guys with really tense faces appear.

    I was aiming my gun at where the guys were going to come out, and I pulled the triggers with both hands faster than anyone else.

    Okay! Bang!

    Two of the punks fell down, shot in the face with a pistol, and the leader’s gun fired at me.

    But since I knew in advance where the gun was pointing, I easily avoided the bullet by nodding my head.

    “ Die!

    Tadadadang!

    The leader fired bullets in rapid succession, but not a single one hit the target.

    Whoosh! Whirl!

    Because I kicked off the floor and jumped towards the ceiling, stepped on the cargo, and jumped towards the guy in a zigzag manner.

    The fact that your movement path is restricted by the cargo case only applies to enemies.

    I had the ability to move in three dimensions even in spaces where both sides were blocked.

    Even though the leader may have been a sharpshooter with a perfect record at the shooting range, there was no way to counter such ghostly movements.

    To hit a target that is already running in a different direction before you can follow it with your eyes or move the gun with your hand, you have to predict my movements, and if that were possible, you would be a fortune teller, not a soldier.

    I kicked the rifle the leader was holding aside and landed back on the ground.

    Kwajik!

    “Kkwah!”

    The leader’s index finger, which was on the trigger, broke as the rifle shattered under the massive impact.

    “Ugh… ”

    “Don’t joke around. Be thankful your finger didn’t get ripped off.”

    I grabbed the guy by the collar as he tried to fall backwards in pain and straightened him up.

    He had an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

    “How on earth…!”

    In his common sense, it was impossible for a single person to cover all directions. It was only natural that if you were alert to one direction, you would be vulnerable to attacks from other directions.

    Even there were three of them.

    Even if you can handle two people approaching from the same direction, it is impossible for a human to handle the remaining one.

    Up until now, this type of operation has worked well.

    But that was literally a case where common sense applied.

    ‘I’m not a very sensible person.’

    “Just think of it as a natural disaster.”

    “Fuck… ”

    The guy who let out a small curse at the words that were said as if to comfort me lowered his head.

    But that didn’t mean he had given up on resisting. The guy pretended to be discouraged, lowered his head, and secretly moved his good left hand to pull out the dagger hanging from his waist and swing it.

    The blade, which could leave deep marks even on thick trees, cut through the wind and aimed for my neck.

    Ting!

    “… … .”

    The dagger bounced off with a dull metallic sound.

    This time, the leader looked truly bewildered.

    I knew this would happen the moment my left hand moved, but I deliberately took the hit because it was resistance that wasn’t worth avoiding.

    It was funny how he let go of the hand I was holding just to avoid this one thing, and he also had the intention of breaking my will to resist by showing me that no matter what he did, he could not do anything to me.

    Although the neck area had relatively weak defense capabilities, the battle suit’s durability was not so weak that it could be pierced by a dagger swung by a human who wasn’t even in the right stance.

    Of course, it is true that I feel offended regardless of my intention.

    “This kid didn’t even know how grateful I was when I caught him from falling… ”

    I had planned to kill him anyway once I found out the information, but he was a guy who was being beaten for no reason. I grabbed the wrist holding the knife and tore it apart.

    Knock knock!

    “Kkaaaah… !”

    He looked like he was about to scream, so I dropped the dagger, let go of his limp arm, and covered his mouth.

    Thud!

    “Sigh… !”

    “Shhhh… quiet. If you suddenly scream, they’ll be surprised.”

    The leader, unaware that there were women watching from the manta ray, looked at me like I was crazy.

    I ignored her gaze and directed it at Maria.

    ‘Maria. Now cut off the footage of the manta ray. This is an interrogation, so there’s no need to show it.’

    -yes.

    “What, what are you trying to do?!”

    As I stood there, holding him by the collar, giving instructions, the leader asked in a trembling voice.

    I took out the hero suit from my inventory, in order to use the telepathy artifact built into the suit.

    “What the heck. It’s an interrogation. Someone who should know everything.”

    “… Do you think I’ll open my mouth obediently?”

    The leader said with a serious expression on his face.

    Surely, a soldier trained in this way would be confident enough to withstand the interrogation.

    Maria doesn’t know that she can hack the transport plane with a click of a button, so she’ll probably hold out until it enters American airspace. Maybe she can hijack it to some unknown location and spend a few days there. If she can hold out for a few hours of flight time, it might not be that hard.

    If it weren’t for her, I’d be anxious to get the transport out in the middle of the Pacific before it was too late.

    In times like these, it was really convenient to use artifacts because I didn’t have to hear the answer out loud.

    There are few methods more humane than this one, as it saves time and reduces the pain inflicted on the enemy during interrogation.

    He roughly grabbed the guy’s already broken wrist.

    “Let’s start with the name of the organization you belong to. I’m going to ask your father anyway, but he might not tell me that he’s worried for nothing.”

    Kwaaak…

    “Ugh… Eww!!!!”

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    While Minho, who had infiltrated the plane in an instant, was in the middle of a battle with the enemies, Jeong Su-jin, Sera, Moon Ji-yu, and Olivia were watching the video transmitted through Minho’s battle suit from inside the Mantaray.

    They had been feeling dazed ever since they saw the manta ray in the empty lot where they had followed Minho.

    It had to be that way.

    Because what they are going through now is unrealistic to them.

    I was just trying to accept that Minho had superpowers and that he had other women…

    Now, riding a space probe that looked like something out of a science fiction movie, he caught up with the transport plane that was crossing the Pacific Ocean in an instant, and just like he said, he was wearing the same outfit as the Cyphers he had seen on the news and was taking down the soldiers.

    They opened their mouths in admiration when Minho defeated his enemies without hesitation, and screamed when the man who seemed to be their leader swung his dagger in a fit of rage.

    But Minho, who made such worries seem ridiculous, calmly suppressed that last struggle and then cut off the video transmission.

    Before they knew it, the screen they were looking at only showed the rear of the transport plane as seen from Manta Ray.

    “Hey, what happened?”

    “What happened to Minho?”

    “Why does the video suddenly cut off?”

    “Please… ”

    “Don’t worry. I’m going to take care of the rest.”

    Janie held herself and consoled the anxious women.

    Fortunately, the disconnect didn’t last long.

    -I’m done. I’ll be back, so open the boarding ramp.

    “Yes.”

    Not long after the communication came in, Minho returned carrying Terence.

    Jeong Su-jin, who saw her father’s drooping appearance, ran to him.

    “Dad!”

    “You just lost consciousness for a moment. You’re not hurt anywhere, so you’ll wake up soon.”

    As the women’s eyes were focused on Minho, the transport plane on the screen quietly lowered its nose and flew vertically toward the Pacific Ocean.

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