Chapter 693: Chapter 63 Episode 29 Asura

“Is it a no-ignoring violence?” a frightened Sun Woo-hyun shouted.

Without hearing, the Black Mamba stepped on a dead tree floating in the middle of the river, leaped again, and descended on the opposite bank of the river like a wet swallow.

“Clean things up before we get out of the border. They’re Ubiksa and Mbembe. Make sure you cover up thoroughly.”

Black Mamba suddenly disappeared.

“While following the monster, my liver will be worn out.”

Stupefied Sun Woo-hyun stared at Black Mamba’s back blankly. Olonge hit Sun Woo-hyun on the side and disappeared like an arrow. Tang, tang tang. Aahh! Gunshots and screams were heard at the Maimai crossing point.

“Oops, it’s been four months already?”

Sun Woo-hyun, who was stupefied, ran hurriedly.

******

“Stop, stop the fire! Cut it with a knife!” Jurge yelled loudly.

A deep blue discharge flame popped up, and screams and odd sounds mixed. Mbembe, who strengthened its skin with magic, ignored tolerable insects but was helpless against sudden elecnacri.

“Damn it!”

Jurge’s face went sour. He didn’t know that the swarms of elecnacri were hiding in the pearls of the river bed. The river passing through the Ituri Mangrove Forest was infested with all kinds of deadly creatures. The creature that the Pygmy tribe called elecnacri was an electric catfish that was 2-3m long and had sharp teeth like a red pacu.

Although the release voltage was lower than that of the electric eel, it was a species that would clamp its prey with strong muscles and rip its flesh with sharp teeth. Jurge shook Mardu and began to memorize spells. To chase them down, one has no choice but to summon a natural enemy.

“I knew it would happen. How come did you jump in recklessly?”

Black Mamba clicked his tongue. The guerrillas were frantically wielding machetes and daggers while fighting a fierce battle with elecnacri. It was not a big deal, but if two or three of them stuck together and discharged, even a large crocodile would die from electrocution.

The guerrillas wrapped on the black belt and the elecnacris with their bodies cut off were floating in the middle of the river. A swarm of crocodiles, enjoying the sun on the sandy beach by the river, jumped into the river after being drawn by the smell of blood.

“Oh my God, crocodiles!”

A surprised Helen woke up suddenly and Mokoro completely turned over. Milovic and Sevchenko could not use their hands in the sudden situation. The three fell hopelessly into the river teeming with elecnacris. Tup! Oparts wetted with water emitted a powerful magnetic field. The flocking elecnacri ran away because their tails fell out.

“Oh, no!”

Pat, pat, pat! Pat, pat, pat! Il-ho and Sam Ho fired Asshibal. A dozen crocodiles who were running turned the boat upside down at once. It was such an accurate rapid fire that Black Mamba admired it. Milovic and Sevchenko pulled Helen over the overturned boat.

“Akiden Ulu Ulu!”

Jurge ending that spell whipped Mardu. Blup, blup, blup, blup! Water surface was bubbling. A swarm of fish resembling alligator gar pounced elecnacri. Instinctively sensing danger, elecnacri stopped feeding activities and went into battle.

“Walk through!”

Mbembe picked up his colleague and hurriedly got out of a dangerous place. A normal soldier would have been annihilated, but Mbembe did not take much damage. Elecnacri was a terrible creature, but as long as one didn’t get a concentrated attack, it was not as deadly as the rumors say. The electrocuted Mbembe woke up outside the water. Despite the great commotion, the victims were only five or six.

“Oh, you!” Black Mamba yelled with delight.

There was a guy with blonde hair falling on his shoulder as the guerrillas loosened the wet turban and squeezed the water out. He took it properly.

“Subordinates, attack. Catch women alive.”

“Yes, Sir. Asshibal Giotto is a chance to get a zero.”

“I think he’s doing that on purpose!’

Sun Woo-hyun looked at the covered rock on the right side. Sun Woo-hyun had put an accent on the curse clearly. And among many names, what is Asshibal Giotto? He didn’t feel good every time he heard it.

“Since we have been beaten, we need to pay them back.”

At a distance of 380m, he raised the captain of Ubiksa on the Dragunov scale.

“Hurray!”

Ros lost his head. He moved 30 meters in an instant and took cover behind a rock. He had a paranormal sense and the ability to teleport. A delicious side dish could be eaten later. Pat, pat, pat! Dragunov emitted a fire.

The three-step rapid-fire sniper was capturing three or four exposed targets per second. The guerrillas, careless in the open field, could not even become prior to the ceremonies. In just 10 seconds, platoon troops were swept away. Belatedly, a shout erupted.

“Delatoun!(It’s an enemy!)”

“Tapahali Bhima!(Cover up!)”

The riverside became a scene of carnage. The guerrillas ran in search of cover and Ubiksa’s counterattack began. Milovic and Sevchenko spread the sniper positions. Tututu! Tatata! The counterattack shots poured like hail.

“Niyo Sahara!(Return fire!)”

Jurge swung Mardu. Black Mamba hesitated. Bzzt! Suddenly, his vision was distorted. It was a spatial distortion field. Mbembe started the crossfire all at once. The ancient rain forest, where only the sounds of monkeys and birds could be heard, was disturbed by loud noises and gunshots.

Black Mamba had shown the way. The shattered space had returned to its original place. The trigger was delayed as much as the mind was dispersed, but a life was lost every time a shot was fired. Asshibal and AK47 could not overcome the 400m distance. Only the guerrillas were steadily falling apart.

“Bastard!”

Milovic ground his teeth. Even though the spatial distortion field was spread, he didn’t care. His Momiant Steelbat, who prided himself on being the best in the world, shuddered at the rapid-fire that couldn’t even compare and precise sniping.

“RPG!” Lieutenant Colonel Jurge shouted as if his throat would explode.

He was truly that guy Milovic said. Bang, ban, bang! The RPG shooters triggered all at once. Red fireballs flew in a row.

“What the hell!”

Jurge’s face went sour. The high bomb firing without a scope turned the ground several tens of meters away from the sniper. The effective range of RPG 7 without an optical scope was drastically reduced from 500m to 200m. Even if the scope was mounted, targets outside 300m must have been left to no chance.

It would sound funny, but the accessory optical scope was more expensive than the RPG 7. Of course, guerillas without money instead of scopes would buy one more RPG 7. Money-losing guerrillas had no choice but to be beaten by Dragunov with their hands and feet tied.

Pat, pat, pat! Immediately, the retribution began. The gunner’s head, which was combining the firing medical tube and booster on the warhead, exploded. The head of the assistant, who was holding on to the RPG dropped by the shooter by showing his fighting spirit, also exploded. When the three RPG groups were temporarily disabled, no one could dare to combine the warheads.

RPG 7 had a simple structure but the way of using it was not simple. When inserting the warhead into the launcher, if the scale part of the warhead was not aligned correctly, it would be an unexploded projectile. The moment when the warhead was combined and the moment it was stuck was the time to put the spoon.

“Shoot, shoot.”

Lieutenant Colonel Jurge was furious. Bang! The back blast was rose. A brave subordinate fired a Yongke RPG.

“Stupid bastard!”

Jurge’s face contorted. The landing point was more than a hundred meters away from the target. The terrified guy shot without aiming. Pat! The shooter’s head that fired the RPG exploded. Getting out of cover was truly a death. He himself also tried to shoot a counterattack and had to put his head in like a turtle several times. After taking a few deep breaths, half of his subordinates implanted their heads on the ground.

“This is a big problem!”

Jurge was in hurry. He had never imagined that such a fraudulent sniper would exist. Even though it was a jungle that would block sound spread, the RPG blast could be heard from 2 miles away. When the Yankee captured the battle noise, the lightning would fly away.

“Tangse ruhwi lewoa nyorita…”

Jurge began memorizing the spell. There was no chance to save magic power.

“Zdorover Pahluchayetsya! Kjye basoa rojina?(He’s a terrible guy! What the hell is he?)”

Milovic opened his mouth. He had been through it the day before, but a sniper who shot Dragunov like a machine gun was amazing. He was ashamed of his nickname as the God of rapid-fire sniping. Besides, tributes had been paid. A sniper shot flew carelessly from the forest at an angle of 120 degrees. Even the guy, who would have been buried because of a non-human being guy, was an elite sniper.

“Damn, if only there was a new one…”

Milovic was disappointed with the anti-tank missiles. All of the heavy and support firearms were lost because ATACMS swept the beats. Asshibal was a great assault rifle, not a sniper rifle. The stupid guerrilla machine gunner had his head down and was firing bullets into the air.

“Ouch!”

Sevchenko, trying to grab an abandoned machine gun, rolled while his blood was pouring out profusely.

“Sevchenko, don’t overdo it. He has a high-level spatial skill.”

It was a pity that the dead subordinates could not do it. If 20 people from Ubiksa performed collaboration, it would be worth watching, but now there was inaction. He looked back at Helen, who stuck next to him like gum. As a woman who had undergone the first training in Spetsnaz, she did not show much agitation. Suddenly, he remembered Sonya and his two daughters.

“Remembering my family!”

He shook his head. Remembering one’s family during battle meant that one predicted death unconsciously. Even at that moment, the bullets were fired occasionally and the screams of the guerrillas erupted. In fact, desperation was truly a nightmare.

“Yes! Nightmare?”

Kanma, who swept the Sahel, came to mind. He was the one who wiped out the intelligence team for KGB to help FROLINAT during the Chad Civil War. The First General Bureau persistently pursued Kanma and found out that he was the French super-special agent Black Mamba.

The string of pursuits was up there. Kanma evaporated. Afterward, during the Arebasa hostage rescue operation, a reporter named Balisari revealed the identity of Black Mamba, and the First General Bureau was convinced that Kanma was Black Mamba. Black Mamba disappeared again.

“Why France?” he questioned in his mind.

There were several clashes with foreign intelligence teams but none with France. If France noticed the Oparts and dispatched Black Mamba, the winner would be France. Helen was really curious about the identity of the stolen item.

“Is Black Mamba dead?” Milovic asked Sevchenko, who was crouching.

“Abaddon is dead but there is no evidence that Black Mamba is dead. Maybe that guy?”

“Yes. If there are not two Black Mambas, he’s definitely Black Mamba.”

Milovic was convinced. Black Mamba was the one who was different from the super-special agent recognized by the intelligence agencies of each country. Except for Black Mamba, which was called a one-man corps, it was impossible to exert such terrible fighting power.

“How should we do?” Sevchenko spoke with a weak voice.

“He is also incredibly strong in close combat. If you encounter him, it’s death in vain. See the opportunity and leave.”

Sevchenko opened the headset.

“Stop responding to fire and cover thoroughly. He’s Black Mamba.”

“Ugh, Black Mamba!”

“Panyatner.(All right.)”

He heard the moans of Il-ho and Sam Ho through the headset.

******

Whrt, whrt! The atmosphere vibrated.

“My subordinates are here!’

Jurge made a satisfied expression. A swarm of Vespa wasps that had been painstakingly nurtured for over a decade, fortified with magic and yorunba, appeared. A single Vespa wasp was powerful enough to annihilate a colony of wild wasps.

“Tangse Vespa rwa rwa! My men, shoot the stings. Tear them apart.”

A black cloud was pushed towards Black Mamba and Sun Woo-hyun.

“The shaman doesn’t seem at Kamuge-class.”

Even while preoccupied with shooting, Black Mamba was spreading his perceptual spatial skill. The creature attack was expected when Mbembe appeared. The Voodoo shaman’s specialty, dealing with the spirits of all things in the world, was an attack using animals and plants.

“Subordinate, Can you dig into the ground?”

“Yes, The ground is soft.”

“Dig in immediately.”

“Yes, Sir!”

There couldn’t be any reason. Sun Woo-hyun stored Dragunov and took out a field shovel. If Samdi was the God of shoveling, Sun Woo-hyun was the legend of shoveling. Sun Woo-hyun bit the plastic straw and disappeared into the ground.

Whzzzt! The atmosphere rose. The sounds of flying emitted by tens of thousands of finger-sized wasps were terrifying and ominous. Ubiksa and Mbembe’s eyes turned to the sky in unison. A black cloud crowded over Black Mamba.

“Ula! The captain called Vespas.”

“Wow! That guy is dead now.”

More than 50 surviving Mbembe shouted.

“Tsk-tsk. Do shamans not even think about what would happen if such a monster multiplied?”

Black Mamba clicked his tongue. Three to four-finger-sized wasps were creepy to even look at. Wasps were representative carnivorous insects with few natural enemies. Armed with a steel snout and a metallic shell, and an awl-like stinger, these creatures spread throughout the ecosystem, devastating not only insects but also birds and mammals.

Whoo, whoo! A swarm of wasps pounced on Black Mamba. Swoosh! Rakshasa had been released. Wiing! A whirlwind of death had arisen. The intervals between the blasts were getting tighter and tighter. Bang! The sonic boom burst. The center of the tornado that broke through the speed of sound turned into a vacuum.

A 20-meter-diameter tornado smashed rocks and ripped a giant tree apart. Slurp, slurp! Dirt, rocks, debris, and swarms of wasps were sucked into the black hole. Screeching! The sucked objects were ground like a millstone.

The situation was over in an instant. The mad dance, which Black Mamba called Wild Wİnd Boisterous Dance, made rocks to sand, wood to pellets, and the Vespa wasp to powder. A heavy silence fell on the battlefield.

Vespa wasp belonged to the long-lived wasp family. If one got bitten, the flesh would drop and if one took one shot, it would go away.