Gundam: From Piece to Player

He didn't want to draw flowers of hope on the ground like the King of Mars.

Chapter 13 Assassination and Counter-Assassination (3000 words)

“Kalma-kun”.

Misaki's voice brought Karmara back to reality.

She took a terminal out of her handbag.

"This is the AI-assisted system I developed. It has hacked into the station's monitoring system and obtained the as-built acceptance drawings uploaded to the city hall after the station's construction was completed. It can provide you with support."

Kalmar took the terminal and began to examine the interface, suddenly realizing that this might be Dr. Misaki's creation—the Alice System.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

"I'm just lending it to you; you have to return it to me."

Meixi stared at him intently.

"Ah."

The black and white armored vehicles with SWAT markings smashed through the concrete blocks with their lead clearing claws, and a total of five heavy armored vehicles filed in.

A group of armed men disembarked from the vehicle. A few of them carried light machine guns, while the rest carried rifles and wore titanium alloy plate armor. They walked menacingly toward the station stairwell entrance after getting off the vehicle.

"What are you doing?" The security guard at the station entrance was startled.

"We are a special police unit. We just received a report that there are terrorists with bombs on the train. We are here to 'counter-terrorism'. If you don't want to die, get out of here."

The 1.9-meter-tall man with a blindfold waved his strong arm, and the 20 team members behind him also threateningly released their safety pins.

"This is against the regulations."

Do you want me to write an application for you?

The security guard, thinking of his meager salary, quickly made way for him.

At a construction site near the station, where expansion is underway, a worker wearing a construction safety vest was pulled off a vehicle, while a beautiful figure slipped into a huge engineering vehicle.

Special police officers stormed into the station gates, where they found ticket windows directly opposite, where many citizens were queuing.

At the one-eyed man's signal, several armed men pulled the pins off grenades hanging from their shoulders and threw them into the crowd.

In an instant, the steel balls fired from the fragmentation grenade pierced through flesh and blood, and the explosion and roar quickly reaped lives, with screams echoing throughout the station.

"Boss, is it really necessary to go this far?"

One of the militants couldn't help but look at the one-eyed leader.

"The target might be disguised as a woman or an old woman. Are you willing to take the risk of mission failure?"

"Yes."

The special police opened fire indiscriminately, killing anyone they saw. Soon, there were no surviving civilians left at the entrance on the first floor.

One-Eyed Dragon continued to direct his men to block all fire escape routes while continuing the search.

This was their chosen location for the kill; they knew the station inside and out.

By clearing the area from the first floor to the third floor, a thorough sweep can ensure that the target is eliminated.

"Boss!"

"What is it?" the one-eyed man asked impatiently.

“A forklift is approaching our vehicle.”

One-Eyed Dragon quickly went over and saw a huge construction vehicle below swinging its massive bucket, lifting one of the jeeps, and then pushing it upside down.

“The target’s reinforcements arrived really quickly. You, take four men and go down there to take out the guy driving the car, and protect our other vehicles.”

"Yes."

The number of troops searching upwards has decreased to 15, but One-Eyed Dragon is still confident of completing the mission.

"Captain, the station's fire protection system has been activated."

The station only had four escape staircases. Suddenly, the station's smoke fire suppression system was triggered, and water mist filled the entire station from top to bottom.

"Well handled," One-Eyed Dragon commented. "By triggering the station's smoke alarm system to obstruct visibility, we notified all shifts to put on their night vision goggles. Now all that's left is the train platform."

Armed forces in each squad began wearing infrared night vision goggles, which turned the field of vision green, and objects with heat appeared reddish-yellow, which may be used for this field of vision.

This unexpected situation was also within their expectations.

The novice mercenary named Bambi followed the two veteran mercenaries ahead into the fire escape staircase and began a net-like search of the train platform.

Bambi excitedly touched the trigger... He heard that the bounty for this big one was a full 500,000. Being a mercenary was still the most enjoyable thing. One bounty was equivalent to four years' salary in the army back then, but the risks were quite high.

Although there wasn't much lighting in the fire escape stairwell, at least there was no water mist spraying down.

This eased his tension somewhat.

Oh dear, why is the world spinning...? This was Bambi's last thought.

Karma dropped the blood-stained fire axe and quickly lay prone on the ground. The two guards behind her raised their pistols and fired in rapid succession, emptying the magazines of their pistols at the legs of the two mercenaries in front of them.

The two people fell to the ground immediately.

The claim that you can fire a gun by willpower after being shot is indeed wrong; the body stiffens after being shot.

Karma's guards continued forward, reloaded their weapons, and finished off the fallen mercenaries. They then looted the bodies of the automatic weapons and body armor to equip themselves.

As the effects of the adrenaline slowly wore off, Karma gasped for breath, struggling to peel off the headless corpse's bulletproof vest and automatic weapons. He had used too much force, resulting in a physical decapitation.

The headless corpse was 'gushing' red liquid, which clung to his clothes.

He didn't even have time to feel nauseous, because the crisis was not over yet.

Thanks to the AI ​​system's analysis of the station's blueprints, everyone was able to find the train's electrical well room, a hidden corner. Normally, only qualified electricians at the station could open this room, but it had just been cleaved open by Kalma with a fire axe.

These mercenaries clearly missed this location; the map wasn't properly searched, which allowed them to launch a sneak attack from behind.

"Senior, wait a little longer." Karma looked at Misaki, who was taking refuge in the electric well house, and the passengers who had been caught up in the disaster.

Meixi's genius brain was clearly overloaded with information... It was obvious that everything in front of her had exceeded her limits and triggered the body's protective mechanism.

Karma said nothing, and with two guards, turned and went down the stairs.

"Are the 3rd and 4th teams deaf? Answer quickly!" the one-eyed man shouted.

"Boss, we just got to the top floor, and there's no one else on the train."

On the walkie-talkie channel, the mercenaries from Team 1 quickly interjected.

"If they're not on the top floor, how could they just disappear?"

Despite saying this, the one-eyed man gripped his rifle tightly, for he had already heard the gunshots and footsteps.

There were three people.

He clearly remembered that three people were also sent in that direction.

However, it's unlikely that they will be the ones returning.

Then came the sound of the projectile hitting the ground, and the one-eyed man realized it was a stun grenade. He quickly kicked it away.

The shock and flash of light still made my vision tremble a few times.

However, his long combat experience has given One-Eyed Dragon a strong sense of sound direction. In his previous role in the Federal Space Force Marine Corps, his nickname was "Ears".

This is what allowed him to survive several riot control operations.

He picked up the machine gun.

Sweeping towards the few spots on the back wall where the footsteps had just been, the bullets pierced the concrete without making a sound like they hit the concrete; instead, they made a crisper sound.

They went behind the wall to confirm the results of the battle.

Those were three corpses dressed in plainclothes. Upon closer inspection, they were not the target, but rather the target's guards.

In this sense, they killed two of their own squads of guards. This was one squad, and the other squad was the target. Considering that the route of the attack had deviated from the direction of retreat, the target's location was self-evident.

"Group 1, proceed to the second exit; Group 3, proceed to the third exit."

"Received." That was the voice of a squad leader.

"Group 3."

"receive."

The voice coming from the walkie-talkies was not that of the group leader. One-Eyed Dragon had already realized that the other side had taken away the group's communication equipment.

"Target? You're pretty impressive... You killed six of my team members?"

“12 men. The men you sent back to defend the vehicles have been eliminated by my partners outside. Von Braun must give Zeon an explanation. Now there are only 4 of you left. Without a vehicle, none of you will escape.”

One-Eyed Dragon sneered: "No wonder the bounty is so high. It turns out it's not just the cost of retaliation, but also the difficulty of the mission. I should have left some hostages as shields."

He recklessly uttered harsh words, but the one-eyed man still focused all his attention on his ears.

dong dong dong.

Although they tried to keep their footsteps as quiet as possible, they were still given away.

Thinking this, One-Eyed Dragon picked up the machine gun again and fired at the wall behind which the sound came from.

Did you hit it?

After carefully confirming his success, the one-eyed man reached the wall and then fired at the hidden object behind it.

However, he missed everything; all that was on the ground was an earphone and the sound of footsteps.

The walkie-talkie in my hand rang again.

"My teammates just wiped out your first group."

The one-eyed man began to consider retreating.

Upon seeing the walkie-talkie in his hand, he suddenly realized something, and immediately threw it on the ground and stomped on it until it was smashed.

Then evacuate to the exit on the next lower level.

I heard a busy tone coming from the other end of the communication.

Karma thought to himself that the other party wasn't too slow to realize that his location had been reversed by the artificial intelligence system.