Capítulo 6: Chapter 06 Disassembly and Upgrade Complete!
Beneath the steel helmet, Arthur listened quietly to the words of Special Agent Carter.
However, when it came to Jasper Bell, Arthur had no idea of who he was.
At this moment, he adjusted his breathing to calm himself. It was hard to say whether he was scared or excited, but Arthur felt that his limbs, even his mind, were all in a strangely excited state.
Even to the point where he felt the need to use the restroom.
This was particularly crucial; who has heard of holding in urine while facing the enemy with bayonets drawn?
But considering everyone's seriousness, Arthur felt embarrassed to mention the need to use the restroom.
What if he was seen as a coward?
"…Alright, I've said my piece. Does everyone remember?" Special Agent Carter finished speaking.
Everyone nodded, and Arthur also nodded along.
The sergeant spoke at this point, "Remember, there's only one point to emphasize in this Decapitation Strike: Assassination! Since we only have four people, it's impossible to charge in and take out the entire enemy force. So, during this operation, everyone must stay calm and not reveal themselves before seeing Jasper Bell."
Glancing at the team members, the Sergeant smiled faintly and said, "So, relax for now. If there are any issues that need to be addressed, do it now. I don't want the first thing you do when you see our target to be shooting… or wetting your pants!"
Everyone looked at each other.
The sergeant couldn't quite grasp their attention, "Was my joke not funny?"
Then, the soldier whose name Arthur didn't know grinned and chuckled quietly.
Arthur, Carter, and the sergeant looked at him. After laughing a couple of times, the soldier realized no one joined in and awkwardly stood up, "I'll go to the restroom."
Seeing someone taking the lead, Arthur quickly followed.
The two didn't go too far, just found a tree nearby and began watering the forest with their tools.
"Scared?" The soldier asked Arthur.
This question left Arthur unsure of how to respond.
Not scared? That would be strange!
You guys have been fighting for a long time; you're probably used to it.
But I was watching movies, playing games, and drinking cola at home in the morning, completely relaxed. Now, in the afternoon, I'm in the midst of a battlefield, wreaking havoc… I'm almost dominating the battlefield!
However, all these tsukkomis were reduced to just one word at the tip of his tongue: "Scared."
The soldier nodded, "Fear is a good thing; it can save lives. You're a good person, skilled with a gun, even though you have a strange habit. Still, I hope you can live well. At least, live until this damn war is over!"
"…You praised me, and I'm happy about that, but what strange habit do I have?" Arthur asked blankly.
"Well…" The soldier hesitated for a moment, then said, "When the Sergeant, Agent Carter, and I observed you before, we noticed that after you kill someone, you always like to applaud. Okay, I know they're a bunch of damn bastards, but is it necessary to be so happy about it?"
Clapping your hands in that situation! Arthur was dumbfounded; there was absolutely no such thing.
But book slaps! He thought no one had seen them, but it turns out they were noticed. And applauding?
"Could it be…" Arthur suddenly had a thought. Could they not see those books… and the Battle Soul? If that's the case, then his previous attempts to hide his performance were foolish, right?
Amidst his contemplation, Arthur suddenly heard the soldier speak in a low voice, "What do you think of Special Agent Carter? Isn't she exceptionally beautiful?"
Still immersed in embarrassment, Arthur instinctively replied, "I don't feel much… her face is too square."
"Oh my god! I can't even begin to understand your sense of aesthetics," The soldier said. "If I still have my life by the end of this war, I must find a woman like Special Agent Carter."
"Then go pursue her," Arthur said. "She's right behind you."
The soldier hesitated for two seconds, "Even if I catch her… I'm afraid she'll shoot me when we argue."
"If you're afraid of death, you shouldn't pursue girls. If you're afraid of death, why pursue girls at all?" Arthur scorned.
"Are you sure we're discussing pursuing girls and not suicide right now?" The soldier looked at Arthur with confusion, then put away his tools, "Why do you have so much urine?"
"Good kidneys!"
These two bored men engaged in trivial conversation, and somehow, their bond inexplicably deepened.
From start to finish, Arthur never asked the soldier's name, and the soldier never asked for Arthur's name.
But… next, they would join forces, infiltrating a perilous place surrounded by enemies, embarking on a bloody Decapitation Strike together!
Life… is really absurd!
Arthur couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but the information unexpectedly obtained from the soldier was very useful.
If the things he disassembled could only be seen by himself… that would be so much more convenient!
Upon returning, Special Agent Carter glanced at the time and said, "It's time to go."
Everyone nodded, and the soldier took the lead, rushing out first, gesturing to the others from a short distance to ensure safety.
As they approached the enemy camp, a tense atmosphere began to permeate the air.
All conversations were completely prohibited, and all communication was replaced by gestures.
The gestures were relatively simple; even though Arthur didn't understand initially, after watching a few times, he caught on.
Throughout the journey, there were no major hiccups, except for encountering an enemy soldier who came out to smoke.
The soldier stealthily bypassed him, slitting his throat from behind.
Meanwhile, Arthur, true to his nature, took the enemy's weapon…
Under the tense and oppressive atmosphere, the ten-minute journey felt like ten years, but they finally found the 'contact.'
The rendezvous with the other side wasn't as complicated as imagined. After meeting, and exchanging a few code words, the other side confirmed Arthur and the others' identities.
In fact, Arthur felt that these code words were unnecessary. Wearing full American military gear, he couldn't believe anyone in Little Beard's army would dare to wander around their own camp dressed like this!
After the rendezvous, the 'contact' swiftly led them to a corner of the military camp.
"This place is only patrolled by me, so it's very safe."
This was a youngster in his twenties, leading the group into a tent while speaking.
He took out four sets of military uniforms from under a bed and said, "You must act quickly and find something on your own! Here is the camp's defense layout. Good luck!"
As he distributed the clothes to everyone, the moment Arthur reached out to take the clothes, a prompt suddenly appeared before his eyes.
[Disassembly upgrade complete!]
[Do you want to disassemble the military uniform?]
(End of this chapter)
Capítulo 7: Chapter 07 Sudden Encounter!
Upon seeing the first prompt, excitement surged within Arthur's heart! In this place, the Disassembler was undeniably his greatest reliance, and his strength entirely stemmed from it.
However, when he glimpsed the second prompt, Arthur's mouth twitched slightly.
Military attire… could that even be disassembled?
What would one get after disassembling it? Linen?
However, now was not the time to ponder the upgraded functions of the Disassembler. After receiving the military attire from the Little Beard Squad, Special Agent Carter, spoke up, "Let's reiterate the operational plan! After changing into military attire, we will infiltrate the enemy camp separately. Each person must carefully memorize the patrol points marked on the map, avoiding encounters with enemy patrols as much as possible. Of course, if luck is not on our side and we do encounter them, these outfits will provide us with the utmost protection! Just remember… stay relaxed! Do not expose your identity."
Arthur was taken aback. Agent Carter had mentioned it before, but at that time, Arthur was preoccupied with the issue of going to the restroom and didn't pay attention. So, this was the kind of infiltration they were dealing with!
Although instinctively considering the separate infiltration method as too risky, upon second thought, even if four people stuck together, in the midst of hundreds of enemies, once exposed, four people were no different from one.
Thinking a bit darker, solo action allowed for the possibility of preserving others even if one person was exposed.
It could even cause confusion, possibly luring out the enemy's commander.
Of course, if captured, the remaining people should escape promptly.
Torture, for the most part, was unbearable.
Anyway, Arthur pondered, if he were captured, there was no need for the enemy to beat him; he would spill everything he knew.
"Alright, let's start changing clothes!"
Agent Carter spoke again.
Arthur stared in astonishment at Agent Carter. Was she that audacious? Changing clothes in front of everyone?
Before his mind could process any abnormal scenes, he saw Agent Carter, bluntly and directly, put on the original military attire under the Little Beard Squad's uniforms.
Arthur watched in disbelief, and Agent Carter glanced at him, saying, "Your expression seems to be telling me that you're expecting something."
"…I think everyone had the same expectations just now."
Arthur glanced at the soldier and the sergeant.
Agent Carter's gaze also turned to the two, as they put on their clothes, the sergeant saying, "Hurry up, move fast. Find the target, eliminate the target, and then we retreat quickly. Time waits for no one; we must take out the enemy commander before midnight!"
"…"
Arthur rolled his eyes and started putting on his clothes.
Layer after layer of clothing was put on, not feeling very comfortable. After helping each other with adjustments, at least there seemed to be no flaws on the surface.
The map was placed in front of everyone for memorization.
Arthur originally thought he wouldn't remember, but surprisingly, after just two glances, he managed to recall everything.
His brain had never been this sharp before!
He pondered, it seemed that the enhancements from the Battle Soul were not only limited to physical attributes but possibly also extended to memory and even mental capabilities.
Unfortunately, since arriving in this world less than a day ago, it had been either fighting or traveling, and now they were embarking on stealth missions. There had been no time to thoroughly study his Disassembler.
Otherwise, he might have had a deeper understanding of these things.
Ready for action, the sergeant gave Arthur and the others a final glance, then spoke, "Good luck, and go!"
The four of them left the tent, heading in different directions.
A cold wind blew, and Arthur shivered.
Saying it was one thing, but actually doing it was another. Even though he repeatedly told himself to stay calm, composed, and not nervous, he couldn't help but feel nervous. His entire body was filled with an indescribable tremor, whether it was fear or excitement.
Finally, taking a deep breath, he made an effort to recall the various details on the map, and gradually, his mindset calmed down.
Suddenly, footsteps approached from the front, marching in an orderly fashion with a distinct rhythm, instantly shattering Arthur's calm demeanor.
He watched as a patrol team appeared in front of him. Recalling Agent Carter's advice to avoid encounters with enemy patrols, he couldn't help but feel the irony of his current situation.
However, when the patrol passed by without even glancing at him, Arthur realized the significance of the military attire he was wearing— it was like a talisman!
Fortunately, he didn't do anything reckless in his nervousness; otherwise, it could have raised suspicion among the enemies, leading to an investigation and the potential exposure of his disguised American military uniform, jeopardizing the entire mission.
With a sigh of relief, Arthur began wandering aimlessly within the enemy camp, searching for the target but finding no clues. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
After checking several places without a sign of the enemy commander, Arthur felt frustrated.
Seeing no one around, he lifted a tent flap, initially intending to find a place to take a break and possibly enhance himself. However, as he entered, he unexpectedly came face to face with a military officer.
Arthur was dumbfounded; he hadn't expected to find someone here.
The officer on the other side was equally surprised. The two stared at each other wide-eyed, perhaps because Arthur's expression was a bit exaggerated.
The officer suddenly realized the situation was not good and instinctively reached for the weapon at his waist.
"Fuck!"
A life-and-death situation arose unexpectedly! For Arthur, there was no choice at this moment. Almost without thinking, he charged towards the officer.
With astonishing speed, in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the officer just as the latter's hand reached for his pistol.
The next moment, Arthur forcefully tackled the officer to the ground!
At this moment, Arthur had no knowledge of any fighting techniques, and even if he did, it wouldn't matter. It was now a contest of pure strength!
The officer struggled to push Arthur's body away, but Arthur remained unmoved.
A body strengthened by Battle Soul was incredibly powerful! With one hand tightly covering the officer's mouth and nose, preventing him from calling for help, Arthur controlled the officer's struggling hands while pressing his body against the officer's legs, rendering the latter's futile attempts to move.
Stalemate!
As the confrontation reached its climax, the officer's eyes started to roll back. Arthur hesitated for a moment.
To kill or not to kill?
But it was just a momentary hesitation. This was a battlefield, and the innocence of an otaku was of no use here. The only rule for survival was simple— kill or be killed!
With determination, Arthur's eyes turned red, and instead of loosening his grip, he tightened it even more.
Until finally, the enemy officer, without mounting any effective struggle, succumbed to Arthur's suffocation in the tent!
Seeing the motionless figure, completely lifeless, Arthur got off the officer, sat on the ground, and mumbled, "This is much harder than playing a stealth game."
(End of this chapter)
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