Firestorm at the Train Station

[I have to wait?] 

"okay." 

Leo replied. 

"Once the soldiers arrive, we'll take our positions. They'll exchange goods, so it'll take a while for the trade to be completed. In the meantime, we'll secure a favourable position and begin our operations." 

[Do you know when they're coming? No, we don't even know which direction they're coming from.] 

"To the railroad tracks. We'll be there in 3 minutes." 

[What? How do you know that…] 

Leo hung up the phone without waiting for a response. 

Although Kenny seemed quite cautious, he didn't seem to be the type to think quickly. 

If you bribe customs and set the meeting place at a train station, isn't it obvious what means of transportation you'll use? 

Even more so if you need to transport weapons like guns at once. 

Since you will be able to confirm it right away based on your sense of magic detection anyway, there was no need to waste time explaining it here. 

While I was catching my breath and smoking a cigarette, the area across from the train station quickly became bustling. 

Rattling, rattling… ..! 

A steady noise piercing through the darkness. 

Two headlights approaching through the night fog. 

A huge, rectangular block of iron slowly races toward the station, slowly slowing down. 

An old train car running on a rusty railroad stopped in the middle of the station, and its doors flew open. 

A group of people walked out of it, their heads raised stiffly and their mouths opened towards the gang. 

"You came on time. Where is the person in charge?" 

A military uniform of deep black colour. A blue armband on the shoulder. 

This is definitely a National Guard uniform. 

Leo smiled as he confirmed the sight through the telescope. 

Boldly, the gang was operating this abandoned train station directly to conduct business with the military. 

If you think about it, it's not that difficult. 

The only people who directly monitor the railroad in this area are the customs officers, and if we can just recruit them, their surveillance eyes will actually become strong guards. 

Even if they get caught, customs can claim that they are operating the trains directly for their officials. 

Rather, it was a much more natural method than having several military vehicles move through the darkness. 

Even if you move around in a large train car filled with guns, no one will easily suspect you. 

Leo, who checked the soldiers' faces, immediately pressed the earphone and whispered. 

"Let's get started." 

[… … … ..] 

There was no answer. 

But even to Leo's senses, five very subtle movements immediately begin to move. 

They quickly spread out in all directions, instantly subduing the members who were on guard around them, and at the same time, Agria fired a jamming signal into the air, cutting off the gang's communications. 

Communication between team members will be difficult because the player identification is not possible, but from now on, it will be of little significance. 

Leo also got up immediately and moved forward, firing bullets into the heads of the members surrounding him. 

Thump! Thump! 

As we slowly advanced forward and neared the train station, we began to see soldiers and gang leaders looking at each other and talking. 

A dozen or so soldiers gathered around an old soldier with a cold air that made it seem like not even a needle would go in if you stabbed him, and a large man standing opposite him with only three or four assistants. 

The old soldier looked up at the man with sharp eyes and asked. 

"How long do you plan on using this old train?" 

"Please calm down." 

The man answered in a slow tone. 

"Wasn't it already agreed upon that this is the most effective method?" 

"That's only once or twice, I don't understand why we have to put in the effort every time. After all, we're the ones who supply you with weapons." 

"...…" 

The man's brow twitched at the soldier's harsh words, but he said nothing. 

But the old soldier understood the meaning of that expression as if he were a ghost and his face turned pale. 

"What's that expression?" 

"It's nothing." 

"I'll say it again, if you mess up even a little, it's over. The western satellite city is full of friends who are waiting for us to come back. If you put us in danger even for a moment, there will be no more business." 

The man shrugged his shoulders without saying a word. 

Leo watched the conversation between the two men and shook his head quietly. 

'He's very skilled…' 

On the surface, it seemed like the man had backed down under the pressure from the soldier, but the old soldier's overly sensitive attitude clearly showed his psychological state. 

The status of a retired soldier. The guilt of secretly selling military equipment. The risk of being caught. 

In a psychologically intimidating situation, accumulated stress is expressed in a negative way toward the business partner in front of you. 

Even though the man knew it, he could easily tolerate the irritation displayed by the soldier in front of him. 

Naturally, Leo's gaze sank deeply. 

'If only I could kill him here...' 

For the plan to succeed, Cigar Bang must ultimately be completely destroyed and Dyke Corporation must take its place. 

To do that, you'll eventually have to deal with all of the gang's key leaders. 

It would be even better if we could wipe out not only the military but also the gang's history. 

The old soldier, who had been staring at the man for a long time, reluctantly nodded. 

Anyway, he came here to make a deal, and the soldiers who were thrown out of the battlefield needed money. 

Even if that money is dirty money squeezed from the back alleys. 

"Move things." 

As the man nodded, only then did a dozen or so members of the group who had been preparing at the back quickly enter the train car and begin to carry their guns. 

There are a few pistols mixed in, but most of them are automatic rifles, and they are quite heavy. 

In addition, since they were carrying a lot of ammunition, it was taking a considerable amount of time to transport it even if many people were attached. 

The moment you start moving the rifles piled outside and start taking out the ammunition. 

Leo immediately drew his magic power and shot it towards the sky. 

Paaaaang!! 

A clear will reacts with a concrete image and precisely assembled magic power, scattering blue lightning across the empty sky. 

Some of the sorcerers who were on the gang's side noticed something strange and turned their heads. 

But it was already too late. 

[Thunder Calling] 

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!!! 

A single bolt of lightning struck the ground, signalling the start of the battle. 

The end point of the intense firepower that could instantly turn humans into ashes was headed straight to an old train car that was fully loaded with ammunition. 

It's obvious what would happen if a makeshift ammunition depot were to catch fire. 

The old train car exploded, sending out a huge wave of flames that swept away everyone standing nearby. 

Phew!! 

"Kuaaaah!!" 

"Hot, hot!!" 

"Beah, beah!! What is this…!!!" 

The gang members and the soldiers who had gathered there rolled around on the floor, screaming in agony as if their whole bodies were melting. 

Along with Leo's advance, the other team members who were mixed in all directions also moved immediately. 

The hazy purple fog spread by Allen instantly covered the surroundings, weakening the strength of the members. 

The laser fired by Agria accurately pierced the heads of the sorcerers who had reacted to Leo's magic earlier. 

Kwaaaaang!! 

Hazer appears, pushing up the burning train car, and swings a giant hammer at the other members while fighting his way through the blazing flames. 

Joad and Kane appeared behind the train station and cut down the fleeing members without a trace. 

In the midst of this chaos, Leo remained unfazed and immediately drew his revolver from his waistband. 

The initial objectives of busting the arms trade and disrupting relations between gangs and veterans were achieved. 

Once they taste the heat, the soldiers who were already secretly selling weapons will become even more intimidated and will not be willing to make deals with the gangs. 

But we can't stop here. 

If we can't kill the Cigar Bang executives here and now, we'll just end up standing still. 

Panoa didn't directly tell him to kill him, but the other team members must have been subconsciously aware of it. 

And if someone had to step up, Leo wasn't going to hesitate. 

He quickly put the cigarette in his mouth and inhaled the smoke, gathering all his courage he had. 

From here on out, I won't spare any effort. 

As much as Panoa had shown sincerity, Leo also had a duty to bring about corresponding results. 

Leo glared at the heavy shadow slowly rising through the dim flames, and immediately built up his shooting support magic. 

[Aiming Correction] [Fire Boost] [Recoil Control] [Penetration Boost] [Rotation Acceleration] 

Kiiing…!! 

This is the first time I've used five different support spells since using the shooting support spell. 

Among the shooting combos currently available to Leo, this is the most powerful one-hit combo within the limits of the gun's capabilities. 

The silver revolver shone with a blue light and shook violently, but Leo lifted his trembling arms and forced himself to aim. 

There is no need to try to aim at a goal that cannot be caught. 

All those fruits were already stored in the magazine inside the revolver. 

Phew! 

The new form, cowering in the flames, rushes towards Leo in the blink of an eye. 

Leo pulled the trigger. 

Taaaaang!! 

A shot that is different from ordinary shooting. 

A pre-emptive strike that penetrates the gap in thinking. If it doesn't work, that would be strange. 

As Leo had thought, the shadow twisted its body to avoid the normal timing of the shot, but Leo's bullet was faster than that and sank into his shoulder. 

Even if you ignore the power of the bullet, it won't go as planned. 

The shadow's steps were greatly distorted, as he was taken aback by the completely unexpected shock. 

Kwajijik…!! 

The new model, which was approaching with a sound of flesh being crushed, suddenly changed direction and fell over diagonally. 

Kwaaaaang!! 

The man's heavy body appeared with a hot heat burning his cheeks, and he slid and rolled along the floor. 

Seeing that sight, Leo immediately raised his magical power to full power. 

Leo is not sure how strong the man who collapsed here is. 

But if he's the boss of a gang that's famous enough to make a name for itself in a certain area, he's probably one of the strongest opponents I've ever faced. 

In a world where only the weak are exploited, fame and skill are generally proportional. 

And Leo had no intention of letting his guard down against such an enemy. 

Pull down. 

The purple whip sweeps sharply in all directions, catching any life-giving response and slamming it into the ground. 

Chorrrrrr!! 

Let's start with the ice series. 

A pure white cold energy emanates from Leo's hand that holds the whip, and the cold energy flows through the long shape of magical power, instantly freezing even the bound target. 

[Frost Horn] 

An applied magic that was briefly effective against Croken Achilles. 

It is an ice magic that has a short range and consumes a lot of magic power, but is very effective against people. However, it boasts an excellent effect when used in combination with Gravity Bind. 

The cold air that suppressed the movement of the air squeezed the man's entire body, and the surrounding heat subsided, causing the blazing fire to dim in an instant. 

Before the frozen man's figure could be seen among them, Agria's laser turned its head after clearing out all the gang's sorcerers. 

Phew!! 

A blue laser beam sweeps across the ground, and Allen's curse covers it again. 

Allen used a range spell during the first attack due to the circumstances, but in general, curse spells are spells that have the advantage of being more powerful when used against individuals. 

Curses that fatally limit the man's physical reactions, such as weakened muscles, slowed reactions, slowed speed, and restricted vision, are continuously pouring down while the man is unable to move.