Matan's Shooter 0001
The 6th Circle's high-level ranged magic exploded in the woods, the feet of the raid team that were moving in hiding were tied all at once.
“Kuaa, Heal, Heal!”
“Don't scream, hold on! You're going to get caught running around!”
“Damn it! We'll die and we haven't even started yet!”
Five elite raid members to capture the victory in the guild war.
Their sight within the magic range turned red in an instant.
There were no HP bars, but their field of view had turned red, so if it remained as it was, they would die soon.
“Ah, damn it!! Healer! Do something! Are we going to die like this?”
The little wizard behind them was already crawling on the ground. Five seconds before the wide-area magic disappeared, they would surely die.
“Please! Hurry up!”
At that moment, a sword fell from the sky.
It was the Saint's Sword!
A majestic translucent sword emitting green light. And the voice from inside it was warm and refreshing.
“Come here quickly!”
“Oh, sister! Damn, I want you to use it soon from next time.”
“I'm sorry. Wide area healing takes a long time to cast…
“It's alright, it's alright. Since no one is dead. Anyway, thank you.”
When a woman in a white veil was embarrassed, a man with a double sword struck her hand. There's nothing good about ringing your sister. Above all, it is encouraging that no one died.
“We just need to get out of this forest and we can catch it. Then this war will end as it is..”
“I don't think he's caught.”
At the end of the duration of the ranged magic, anxiety grew as their health recovered to some extent.
“If we were their target, they would have already rushed at us. I think we only got caught by magic that was cast randomly. We will continue the operation.” The man with the shield spoke confidently. It looked pretty good, but that's all. There is no way they could have been seen when they themselves were in a position of just exiting the forest.
“How's your health?”
“Recovery is complete.
“Let's get going. We have to catch up to our other guild members.”
The man with the shield clenched his teeth.
They were the five elite members at an important point in the guild war. It was not a big number, but it was still good enough.
Without them, the entire guild will be in a difficult position. In addition, he was the one who proposed this surprise attack.
If they failed, how would he face their guild master? No, before that, they must succeed in order to repay the sacrifices of other guild members.
“Then let’s go-ugh!”
Chwiik, the wizard holding an orb while trying to stand up flew back.
“Hmm?”
What? It was a strange movement.
Slideback? Do wizards have a skill that allows them to slide backwards?
He did not jump. The body of the wizard, who flew back, laid on the floor as it was. The elite raid members confusedly looked at each other .
“Hey, what are you doing? We have no time to play around.”
The head of the man approaching the wizard burst.
They did not understand the situation, but at least the visible evidence suggested danger.
Blood flowed , and the body turned gray.
It was an instant death.
“What! An enemy?”
“Where? Sister! Try to detect it!”
“I can't! The warlock and ranger have been hit... First, I'll cast mass protection. Get behind me-”
The words got cut off.
The white veil was dreadfully stained with blood, and the whole body turned rigid as if a huge tree had fallen , the woman's body fell backward.
But it was not dead people who felt fear. It was those who survived, seeing the corpse of their companions, who were truly terrified.
Where? How did they attack??
“Ppa, quickly get behind me! Watch out, there is something!!”
The man raised his shield. How hard was it to be a tanker? Even if you didn't understand what was happening, your body would react first.
At least, if you knew the direction where the body fell, you could judge where the attack came from and react accordingly.
‘Did they attack the ones who could use detection or protection magic? Or did they aim for people with low health first?’
Holding a shield and looking ahead, nothing caught his eyes.
“C-captain! Sound! I heard a sound,” a player holding two swords rushed to the team captain holding a shield.
“Sound?”
“Over there, in that direction,"
Kaang-!
Something hit the shield and came out from the back of the head of the player holding two swords.
His grotesque exploding head instantly turned to dust and disappeared.
“Euk.”
It was a scene that seemed to be from a nightmare, but he was not interested in the body that turned gray. Only after listening to the player holding two swords was the team captain able to hear the sound.
Taaang——.
‘Gun?’
The marks on the shield and the sound. The team captain could not help but think.
“Nonsense.”
As soon as he raised his head, his vision went out.
At the edge of the forest, there were five corpses that had turned into dust.
From a shooting position!
“Fire!”
There is only one person in the shooting range.
‘This is the beginning.’
The eyes of Leeha, focused on the target and flashed.
‘Next shot.’
Leeha barely hung the tip of his index finger on
the trigger and adjusted his breathing.
“Huuu……
The quietness of this moment when you held your breath, the taste of tension in your mouth. The tongue softly attached to the roof of the mouth and the hollow floor calms the mind.
The beat of the heart slowly rising.
Except for the navy divers, the soldier who holds his most breath the most is probably a sniper.
However, there is no time for other thoughts.
The tip of his finger was twitching.
Taaang--!
After the bullet fired, the smell and the sound of the gunpowder hung in the air, and there was a heavy recoil that shook the entire body, awakened brain cells.
‘I like this feeling.’
Leeha remembered his childhood memories.
There was nothing he hadn't done because of his father, who wanted to give his son a lot of experience. When he was young he tried horseback riding, golf, piano, fishing, and spearheading, but what attracted him the most was shooting.
At first, he just enjoyed the tranquility and tension of the moment of concentration, and the pleasure that the fired shot accurately hit the target.
Additionally, as the distance of the target increased and the difficulty of shooting increased, the pleasure also increased. It was even more fun when you used live ammunition.
'The pistol was good, too. It's small, but the feeling in my hands is really good. Ah! The bolt-action gunshot in the United States was also amazing.’
I was so absorbed that when I was in college I saved the money I earned from a part-time job to go to the US to shoot.
Would your friends tell you to stop?
“Hey man! You should go to the army!”
That was the correct answer.
In the Republic of Korea, where it was impossible to own firearms individually, there were not many paths for gun masters.
‘Now, now... One last shot.’
Taaang一!
All twenty shots were over. Leaving that excitement behind, Leeha set up the gun while ensuring that the safety of the gun was on.
Captain Jung Ilgon said as he descended the stairs,“Sergeant Ha, you crazy guy. Did you know that you got a full round of bullseye again?”
“Sergeant Ha Leeha! I knew it while shooting. It's always a bullseye, but, isn't it stranger when it's not a bullseye?”
Looking at the humming Leeha, Captain Jung stuck his tongue out.
He was a noncommissioned officer and was included in the battalion sniper, and he had never missed a bullseye since then.
The reason why he recommended the non-commissioned officer was because of his ridiculous shooting skills. How many times have you missed so far? No, have you missed any?
At least, Captain Jung had never seen anything like that.
In fact, it was not unusual to shoot 20 out of 20 shots on a regular squad.
The target, which appeared in a fixed manner, was a score that was often shown to even newly enlisted private soldiers.
But what about 200 shots out of 200 shots?
What about 2,000 shots out of 2,000 shots?
So these days, he shoots at 500m and 700m, but the same goes for that. Not even one shot is missed.
At this point, it was not a question of whether he was good at shooting or not. Isn't it beyond the human category? I'm curious about that.
However, whether Captain Jung was surprised or not, Leeha only smiled lightly and did not respond much.
It was only natural from his point of view, from when he was a kid to when he first held an air gun.
“Ah, really tired, tired..”
“Right. Thank you.”
“I'll print out the results, so you can organize them with the ballistics result and write a report.”
“Yes, captain.”
“Still, I'm glad to have you Leeha. Sooner or later, special soldiers, marines and snipers will be evaluated for their combat abilities.”
Captain Jung, who was walking out of the shooting range with Leeha, spoke.
Leeha belonged to a league of his own.
The better he performed and Leeha showed off his skills, the brighter his position would be.
“I don't know. There are guns and textbooks... It's a place that has been operating snipers for decades in the first place..”
“Hey, you might not know why, but you have to win unconditionally.”
“Sergeant Ha Leeha, I will do my best!”
Two people giggled as they went down the firing range to get their cartridges and extra ammunition, and the only soldier who was following them was a driver because it was a sniper's shooting range.
“Should we go home and get a beer later?”
“I'll go if you're paying..”
“Hey, you get more pay than me! They didn't even pay my overtime last month!”
“Hey, don't you have a sergeant's salary? Didn't you get promoted this year?”
How many hundred times had they come to the shooting range? The two began to clean up, exchanging grievances with a flawless attitude. This was a very common appearance.
“ Oh really. If I do it a couple more times, I'll be relieved. Oh right. You know you haven't even put on a promotion jaw yet?”
“Oh, have you still forgotten that? Then, today I'd go-”
And accidents always pop up in everyday life..
Kwaaaaang---!
The bombardment thrown by Captain Chung was scared for the following to accept, and an explosion occurred.
“Kahak--！”
The flame was not big, but the pressure was strong.
After being pushed out, Captain Chung rolled over on the ground, and Leeha got pushed back and hit the old Jeep.
Leeha lost consciousness due to the strong shock .
‘Is it a dream?’
I feel like my eyelids are stuck. What happened to me? But coherent thoughts are cut off by pain.
“Puhaak-. Gahaat.”
There's so much pain that you can't even scream properly, your diaphragm shrinks in pain, making it difficult to breathe. No, it may be because of the tube inserted in his nose and mouth that made it difficult to breathe.
Thanks to the machines that force the lungs to move, he couldn't breathe. On the contrary, I felt like I was going to die from the pain of those machines.
‘W- what? Come on? Help me! Help me!’
I couldn't speak.
Wouldn't it be a struggle to move your fingers? He thought he struggled tremendously, but his body lying on the bed was calm.
Urine was flowing out of the tube connected to the pepper. I didn't even feel it doing this.
I only knew when I saw a bucket next to my bed filled with yellow water.
‘What the hell is this? What happened??’
How much time had passed? What happened
to my body? I cannot turn my head more than 10 degrees to either side.
It seemed that it would be quicker to wait for the reunification with North Korea to move his neck.
As if there was no such concept in the beginning of erecting the waist, the following will was not conveyed.
How much does your finger barely
procrastinate? However, it is not the intended movement like when the trigger is pulled, but only wriggling when the force is given enough to shake the whole body.
‘My body... Oh, the hospital? Operation?’
Only then came the memory of the accident.
Captain Chung threw a bullet. It was full of bullets just before disposal. And he himself got it.
What happened the moment you received it?
‘An explosion .. Yeah, obviously... An explosion ’
What is the probability of such an accident occurring? Neither old black powder nor nitroglycerin, nor modern ammunition exploded with aging.
No, is it a bit unreasonable to say modern?
Since it was made in the 1990s, 40 years have already passed. But, that's..
“M-Mom.”
Leeha forcefully opened his mouth.
However, the voice did not come out loud even though Lee Hwa squeezed his vocal cords like a mop.
Periodic and monotonous beeps filled the space in the machine that checked the heart rate and blood pressure.
‘Nonsense. Why is this happening to me.’
The bare eyelids became heavy again.
Regardless of the following mentality, his body was forcing him to sleep for recovery.
‘I don't want to fall asleep- I just fell asleep in the intensive care unit.
I prayed and prayed again and again that this is a dream, please let this be a dream before my consciousness faded.
(To be continued...)
Promotions:
If you’re feeling generous donate to my Paypal here!
For chapter updates and discussion join Betterdays discord here.
I am also currently playing a game called Splinterlands, if you are interested, you can register using my referral link here.
Patreon here.