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Arthur knew that to maintain secrecy, he had to kill everyone who had seen him.

Ok, the original words may not have been that.

But you get the thing right?

But this is not important. What's important, is that Arthur had mixed feelings.

The body lay on the ground, and he laid on the ground.

Watching the stars. Unaware of the eyes watching him.

When he arrived here, he was swept with the flow of the battle. The gunshots were from a distance.

This time, he used his own hands to suffocate the other person...

But again, that's not the important bit. What's important was that Arthur found that he did not produce any guilt over his actions!

And this ate him from the inside.

"Is this what I am? A cold-blooded killer?"

He shook his head, and then stared at the other's military uniform and looked at his own.

After two seconds of indulging himself in his thoughts, he climbed again and began to strip the other of his military uniform.

Although Arthur had no idea of ​​the rank of this dude, but it was obviously higher than the one he is wearing!

- How did I find out? -

... of course, because this guy's uniform is neat ... and clean!

Not only was it not damaged, but also adorned with a lot of badges.

The military merits he had was definitely higher, and it meant good news to him. Some places that he couldnt go with his status , it was possible now. Of course, the premise is that no one knows of his 'disappearance'.

No one would care for a naked guy 'sleeping', would they?

In fact, when he was looking at the map, he desperately wanted to go to a certain place.

However, it was obvious that he couldn't get in then, but now it's different.

He picked up his old clothes, and set them aside.

" Disintegrate ".

He wanted to break down the military uniform he had previously worn.

Only god knows why a military uniform could be broken down?

But no matter what, as long as it can be done, it should be a good thing?

The same clicks of the gear echoed in his mind, and while waiting, he retrieved the 2 intermediate rifle skills that had been integrated earlier.

His eyes blurred before clearing again, brighter than before. The gains were unexpected.

At the same time, the disintegration machine sent out a beeping sound, and a prompt appeared immediately before the eyes.

Even though he had been nothing other than linen, he couldn't help look forward to it.

[Alert!]

[Equipment was successfully disintegrated]

[Obtained:

>PRIMARY Military Fighting *5

>INCOMPLETE Weak War Soul]

[Disintegration EXP +1]

[DO YOU WANT TO EXTRACT? Y|N]

The results were largely beyond the expectations!

First of all, he did not expect a set of clothes to break down to give him a set of fighting techniques?

What was the logic behind it?

Second,... This time it's not a broken soul, but a Weak broken soul! Why? The person was obviously on a higher position than the rest, so why was his soul so weak?...

(Edit: His WAR soul was weak. Maybe because that person had hardly participated in war? Or his war soul is in the weapon he had used! )

Even with the unexpected gain, it still felt worse than the loot from weapons.

" Extract. " then he began absorbing them one by one.

In an instant, some military fighting techniques appear in his mind while his muscles were contracting and relaxing like he was really fighting against someone. It was training his muscle memory! Making it easier to execute his skills! This is something Arthur will probably never know since his mind was busy taking in the knowledge!

- Sigh~ -

As for the weak and broken war soul, it's obviously not as strong as the previous war soul.

But it is better than nothing.

"If every military uniform, after breaking it down can also give an addition war soul to their weapons then doesn't that mean that ..."

Think carefully, it can be said to be extremely horrifying ... as exciting as it may be !!!

Isn't it a chance to endlessly level up my skills?

"I don't know about the War Souls. Is there an limit to the tempering effect?"

The thought was put on hold for a while, reaching out and touching the waist, he took out a pistol, the other weapon of the dead official, and the pistol that he had no chance to use.

[Do you want to disintegrate the 'Walter P38 pistol'? ]

"Yes!"

The gears sounded again, and at the same time, footsteps came from the rear.

Arthur's body tensed, ready to attack immediately. He had the element of surprise hiding in the trough. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. His ears could easily make out that the number and it's direction.

Only one person, coming towards him!

Confirm that there was only one person, let Arthur some relief, while a slight killing intent flashed in his eyes!

Holding his breath, the footsteps were already 10 meters away from him. When the other party got closer, Arthur didnt wait for the other party to see the dead body. He grabbed the person's hand and pulling him hard to the front. At the same time, one foot to make him loose balance while switching behind him with his right hand was holding his neck.

" Crack! "

The neck broke with a crisp crack. The PRIMARY military fighting techniques that had just received has come in handy.

The other party did not even know what was coming for him. Papers were scattered. Probably trying to deliver it somewhere.

" I have become ... less human."

He did not take the documents. He could not read it anyway. And just felt the life pass away.

Putting the body on the ground, then... took off the clothes.

Since clothes can be broken down, it must not be wasted!

[Alert!]

[Equipment was successfully disintegrated]

[Obtained:

>PRIMARY pistol shooting EXP*7

>PRIMARY , Melee EXP*5

>INCOMPLETE War Soul]

[Disintegration EXP +1]

[DO YOU WANT TO EXTRACT? Y|N]

As Arthur was stashing the clothes, the previously taken P38 pistol had been broken down.

The loot once again made Arthur think, Incomplete soul of war?

Incomplete ?...

Taking a look at it, it was brighter than the dark War Soul. Somewhat transparent.

He thought for a long time, but still did not understand what is really weird, simply stretched out a hand, absorbing the War Soul.

(Edit: Seriously. How stupid did the author want to make him? )

"Sure enough, the level of this was war soul is slightly higher. And... it seems that the weapon is much more valuable than the clothes."

The set of clothes yielded another set of fighting skills with a dark War Soul.

He didn't dare delay anymore. He didn't want anyone to notice their absence and disturb the camp.

The bodies were in the trench. It will be discovered sooner or later. He needed a distraction.

"If you put a fire... What will happen?"

When this thought was born, he had already had a plan in his heart.

It did seem like a good idea.

But considering that it might cause the target to flee, he gradually supressed the idea.

It was shocking that he would have the idea of ​​causing chaos by setting fire... Sure enough, he had been changed by the war, and in no less than one day!

The entire camp was still quiet.

Obviously, their companions did not notice them missing yet

This was good news!

He could complete a little of his 'personal' goals!