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Chapter 294
Chapter 294: Rehearsal
Baek Woohyun did not even need to press the detonator switch he had attached. The motorcycle, already on the verge of exploding, went off the instant it slammed—thud—into the barricade.
Shrapnel sprayed in every direction as crimson flames erupted, and the destructive force of the motorcycle-bomb made a joke of the hastily erected wall, smashing it apart in an instant. Along with several armed guards who had been sheltering right behind it.
It was truly a fitting end for a motorcycle that had raced through a car chase in the heart of Seoul. If motorcycles had feelings, this one would have been quite satisfied.
Good.
Ẃеb̂ n̄оv еl Е̂_númа̃
Click.
KABOOOOM—!
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Baek Woohyun gave the enemies no time to collect themselves. He knew well that if he, a single man, was to beat many, he had to keep pressing relentlessly.
He rose to his feet, pressed the detonator switch, and the bombs he had scattered in advance all detonated at once, triggering a tremendous explosion. The blasts were so loud that just hearing them sent a chill crawling up the spine.
True to the choice of location by someone well-versed in this kind of terror attack, the explosion damage did not stop there. Something else detonated in a chain reaction, and at the very least, ferocious red flames roared up.
As a result, the enemies still remaining behind the barricade—along with the entire area near the warehouse—were swallowed up in absolute chaos. It was exactly the situation Baek Woohyun had wanted.
Wе b_nӧv е l Е̇ nu mӑ
Had he not already proven in front of Manmulsang's Seoul Branch No. 1 that to win alone against a great many enemies, one had to first sow disorder so they could not join forces?
The more chaos spread through the enemy ranks, the wider the opening to exploit. It was time to show that even the number "1" could be a terrifying weapon, depending on how it was used.
It was worth making all those detours instead of coming straight here.
"W-what do we do?"
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"Commander! Your orders!"
"……Gngh."
Ĕ_nû ḿ a
The armed guards, rattled first by the motorcycle-bomb and then a second time by the mass detonation, scrambled in a panic to figure out how to respond. It was only natural—they had never expected the intruder to go this far.
They were Manmulsang's armed guards—in other words, security for a criminal underground outfit. The enemies they had always faced were similarly underground factions. Their fights had consequently been comparatively quiet affairs.
No matter how many connections they had in the legitimate world, they were an underground force—using guns and bombs openly would be catastrophic for them. It was natural, then, that the current situation left them rattled.
"Kill that bastard first! Cleanup comes after!"
The enemy commander's call to eliminate Baek Woohyun before worrying about anything else was accurate and correct—even if it was the right answer stumbled upon by accident.
Since Baek Woohyun was the cause of every single thing currently unfolding, there would be no harm in cleaning up after him once he was removed.
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The enemy commander deserved credit for not greedily trying to simultaneously fight the intruder and deal with the explosion damage—a sure way to get picked off one by one.
But no matter how correct an answer one chooses, it means nothing without the ability to execute it.
And even less so when the opponent is a monster capable of turning the right answer into the wrong one.
Thud-thud!
"……"
Because it was chaos of his own making, he was not thrown into confusion by it—and that let Baek Woohyun move one step faster than the enemies.
Еn̄û m̊а̊._і̃ d
He rose and strode through the crimson flames that the motorcycle had left blazing through the barricade, both hands gripping assault rifles as he fixed his gaze on the enemies.
Just as in the fight at Manmulsang's Seoul Branch No. 1, thick black smoke posed no obstacle whatsoever. He possessed [Heavenly Eye], which could see straight through walls.
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Rat-tat-tat-tat!
"Gurk!" "Agh!" "Kch, kkgh!"
Since enemies surrounded him on all sides anyway, Baek Woohyun paid little mind to precise aim. He merely kept the muzzle from climbing too far with the recoil as he swept fire roughly in the direction the enemies were clustered.
The hail of bullets that rained down on the enemies who had lost their barricade cover achieved tremendous results. At least from Baek Woohyun's perspective. To the enemies, it was naturally catastrophic damage.
W̄ ẽ bnо̊ v̄еl̇ Е̃n u ḿ ӑ
The casualties were even greater because this happened to be the exact moment they had just steeled themselves to fight back and were starting to raise their heads—right on the heels of the enemy commander's order to eliminate him first. If they had stayed pressed flat against the barricade, they would have taken fewer hits.
After emptying a single magazine, he casually hurled one of the assault rifles at the surviving enemies. It looked as though he had wiped reloading from his mind entirely, but the effect was definitive—2 more went down from the blow of the hunk of metal.
Discarding the weapon did not mean abandoning the fight. That much was clear from the sight of his hand, which had slipped briefly behind his hip, now gripping 2 fresh assault rifles.
Replenishing himself with fully prepared assault rifles from the supernatural ability art [Bag], he squeezed the trigger again—rat-tat-tat-tat!—and gunfire echoed through the air. It was the gunfire that signaled the end of the outer defensive line Manmulsang had painstakingly set up.
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Move fast.
BANG!
Е n̈u m̄a. ǐ d̀
Having broken through the resistance so simply, Baek Woohyun kicked the door open and entered the logistics center building.
True to its name, the logistics center had goods of every description loaded into boxes and stacked on shelves—piled so densely that nothing could be seen beyond them.
This was an advantageous environment for his style of fighting. There were many spaces for cover and concealment, and as a result, concentrating enemy fire was difficult.
He did not, however, think the enemies would slow their offensive out of concern for the goods. This was a place used to store items for external camouflage purposes.
In Baek Woohyun's experience, the things Manmulsang truly wanted to protect were most likely kept underground. It was safer and carried less risk of discovery compared to above ground.
He had his doubts about how effective that could be when most organizations all favored basement floors—but at any rate.
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Rough internal layout—
Here too, [Heavenly Eye] proved its worth once again. To [Heavenly Eye], which could see inside a building from outside it, a mere shelf stacked with boxes posed no obstacle at all.
With nothing more than the act of scanning in every direction with 2 eyes that showed not the slightest external sign of the art activating—for the sake of stealth—Baek Woohyun finished mapping the interior layout of the logistics center. His assessment of where and how to fight to best effect came along with it.
For an ordinary person, even if handed the information, drawing up a proper battle plan would have been impossible. But he was a veteran among veterans, having survived countless battles "over there."
Factoring in the firepower at his disposal, the number and composition of the enemies flooding in, the layout of the terrain and features of the environment—he was more skilled than anyone at constructing an equation that led to victory.
Click, creak.
E nům ă .іd̆
"……"
The time needed to lay a basic tripwire booby trap was a mere matter of seconds.
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Baek Woohyun's hands moved with complete confidence—concealing the bomb cleverly, then carefully running the matte-coated wire attached to it at ankle height. The same was true of setting other types of booby traps. Even at the longest, a lethal trap was knocked together in under a minute.
Moreover, his skill was not limited to installation speed alone.
The danger of a booby trap, fundamentally, comes from its triggering when the target makes a move that appears harmless or safe from the outside.
Having suffered firsthand every manner of vicious trick in existence, he applied all of it to the booby traps he set himself.
Wе b̃ṅ о̌v̆е́l̄ Ӗǹ.ü m̆ã
Thud-thud-thud!
…They're coming.
So by the time the armed guards, who had barely managed to compose themselves after the destruction of the outer defensive line, entered the logistics center—it was already too late.
This was no longer the place they knew—the place they had needed only to patrol occasionally. It was closer to a slaughterhouse where a thoroughly dreadful monster lay in wait.
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And the monster harbored no trace of greed—it was filled purely with killing intent toward every enemy that entered. It was, without question, a terrifying situation.
The problem was that the armed guards had not the faintest clue about any of this. To them, the enemy was less like a monster and more like a burglar.
Еṅ u m̆а̀..і d̄
They had come here for one reason only—to put down a vicious group attempting to steal Manmulsang's high-value goods.
Having stepped into hell with that careless mindset, it was not long before they realized something had gone very wrong.
Shhk.
"Hm?"
BOOM!
The armed guard walking at the front, the one who had tripped the wire, never even managed a scream. The reason was simple—he died instantly. There was no surviving with shrapnel from the contents of a box punching through his skull.
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He should have counted himself lucky to have died on the spot. Those following behind him did not die—but they collapsed screaming in the face of devastating wounds.
Baek Woohyun had willingly used the goods on the shelves to boost the booby trap's lethality, and the shrapnel scattered by the explosion buried itself throughout the bodies of the members belonging to Guard Unit 1.
Their heads and torsos, protected by body armor, were comparatively intact. It was simply unfortunate that the shrapnel lodged in their arms and legs left them unable to move any further.
"Booby trap! Everyone watch out!"
"……?!"
The armed guards, having run into this unexpected obstacle, went pale. It was understandable. This was not the middle of a battlefield—and yet, booby traps.
W ё b̌ n̄ о̀ v̌ е l Еṅùm̆ӓ
They had figured on a firefight at most, maybe a few grenades—and now they felt as though they had been hit from behind without warning.
But they were professionals. Professionals paid to fight enemies. So they quickly restored their composure and advanced with considerably more caution than before.
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The next booby trap fortunately did not escape their eyes. They spotted the tripwire installed between the shelves and stopped immediately.
"Disable the—"
Rat-tat-tat-tat!
"—AAAGH!"
Е́ ń u̇ m̈ а̊ .і̌ d̊
The instant the frowning armed guard opened his mouth, the muzzle of Baek Woohyun's rifle—who had been lying flat atop the shelves, waiting for them to arrive—spat fire.
It was an ambush the armed guards had no hope of responding to, frozen in place and with every nerve fixated on the tripwire at ankle height.
Since that fake tripwire had been positioned there precisely to bait this exact situation, it could be said to have fulfilled its purpose perfectly.
"Damn it!"
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The armed guard who belatedly raised his muzzle let out a string of curses. By the time he did, Baek Woohyun had already vanished without a trace.
Coming on the heels of bait that had drawn all their attention to the wire, the armed guards had barely even managed to get a proper look at the enemy.
W е̊ ḃn̆о vе̊l̄ Ê n_u ḿ_а
They were now made to feel unmistakably that the enemy they were facing was a proper professional—and an extremely experienced veteran at that.
The armed guards' ordeal continued after that. Whenever their tension slackened for even a moment, gunfire poured down on them, and they were helpless before the onslaught of fiendishly cunning booby traps.
The nightmare that was Baek Woohyun slowly, but without stopping, whittled down their numbers—until their mouths went dry with every passing second.
If viewers had been watching this scene, even those who knew nothing of Awakeners would have recognized just how dangerous Baek Woohyun was, and shuddered.
"Sir, at this rate—"
"I know, damn it. No choice. HQ, do you read? This is the logistics center entry team! Requesting Awakener support!"
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["Request confirmed. Deploying Awakener immediately."]
"Ha! Alright! Hey, you listening? You piece of garbage! Let's see if you can keep showing off like that in front of an Awakener!"
An Awakener.
Hidden in the shadows and watching the armed guards' movements in silence, Baek Woohyun narrowed his eyes. They had finally drawn their last weapon—an Awakener.
Of course, it was because he had pushed them to a point where they had no choice. And he had quietly been hoping they would do exactly that.
This should make for a fine rehearsal.
Ӗǹu m̃ ä
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