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The second night of the Marida Chamber of Commerce's request for a merchant escort, the two horses following away noticed during the day still seemed to be the scourge of banditry. But the scale of the bandits that had raided late that night was far beyond my imagination.

In preparation for this night raid, the size of the bandits I was asking Mr. Malta was, in many cases, more than a dozen. I imagined it would be about that this time around, but the reality was that there were about 40 bandits on horses, about 20 running and storming from the rear of it, and nearly 60 big bandits combined.

Such large bandits can only be counted within the Kurt Melga kingdom, and the more bandits they hold, the more digits they swell up the necessary supplies and funds, such as bases that can accommodate large numbers of people, massive amounts of food, and money to raise horseback riding.

The Green Ghost Labyrinth Harvest Festival has just begun. As a result of the raid, I do not believe enough loot will be gained. It was too early for these big bandits to show up.

The situation is definitely unfavourable. The three adventurer clans, male flowers, that should have been attached to the merchant convoy escort together, tried to escape early, before this great bandit group. I can't help this anymore, if you look at those big bandits, one hand in the run is right. But I won't forget what I did.

I shouted to Mr. Malta to drive a wagon to Wang Capital with employees of the Marida Chamber of Commerce. But there were three carriages and one fled. The other guy has 40 horseback rides, I don't think he's going to miss one of them.

First you need an attack that will make you aware that I'm still there and won't let you chase me cheaply.

The bandits rush this way with a loud voice. I go around the back of the two remaining carriages, set up the AS_VAL for the special silenced ARF (assault rifle) from among the firearms I reconfigured in accepting this request, down-site to the imminent horde of horse thieves, and crosshaired.

Spread out, but from among the horse thieves who solidify and run as one group, finger and pull the trigger at the moment of overlap as they cross hair from left to right to match the head of the horse in the lead group.

Due to the silent bullet and the silencing effect of the suppressor, only sounds almost silent as the air goes out. AS_VAL's 9x39mm bullet-eating horse's head only drills a small bullet hole in the front, but that energy rampaging around in the head bursts the back of his head and punches him into a bandit with his brain marrow on his back.

"Yikes!"

"Whoa!

The bandits on the horse are more stunned that their brains were smashed to themselves than the sudden explosion of the back of their horseback riding head, breaking their balance with the instantly dead horse and falling one horse after another.

Late night raids with only the moonlight will probably storm the flames of a burning fire that will burn in the rest stop. To the sudden collapse of the leading group, successive horse thieves are taken one foot after the other and fall.

But the number of bandits is high. Falling horses in a pre-emptive attack by AS_VAL, was it about a dozen horses that fell, the succession split in two so as to avoid the fallen group, and changed course to the rest stop so as to circle in.

The NV (Night Vision) goggles made me completely see the horse thief move. The bandits were divided into three groups by the attack.

It's two groups breaking up and pinching left and right, and a group stopping in the rear.

"What are you doing, you idiots, you're not alarmed! Ruber! Follow the merchant! Don't let them get away with it!!

Replacing the magazine, the earpad captures the voice of a man screaming in a rear group. I was uncomfortable with it. Isn't the aim a product loaded in a carriage? Subsequent populations split further and run backwards to overrun the berth.

You want to chase me? No, I'll crush the two groups that come from left to right first.

Unpin the M84 flash van prepared for the raid and first throw it in the direction of the progression of the group approaching from your right hand. The targeted throw bursts about inside the group coming from the right.

In the darkness with only the moonlight and the burning lights, the flashes and roars of just dazzling echoed. To the light and sound that he had never seen or heard, the horses fell, and the bandits riding were also falling and gasping again.

I did not check the results of the throw, but started firing at the group in the left hand direction. You don't need to see the results of the throw or anything, just look at the crosshaired little expansion on the head goggles letting you know the bursting sound of the M84 and its effects have hit you.

The group on the left was moving to distance themselves from each other at the time they crushed the leading horse and not to get caught in the fall. If this happens, it makes less sense to aim at horses, I crosshaired the bandits riding on their backs for the first time since this battle began.

Shoot a gun at a living human being, a line that must be crossed one day more than you have chosen to live as an adventurer in order to live in this world.

It's time to go beyond that, that's all.

With deviated projectiles that take into account the horse's speed, he shoots and kills one horse thief at a time as he circles into his left hand.

With only 20 rounds loaded, he shot nine bandits while pinching a magazine exchange along the way. In addition, the group in the right hand direction was now gasping for the effect of M84. I guess I can't regain my sanity to a state abnormal attack on my sight and hearing I've never eaten before.

I got my hands inside the overcoat, took out two M67 crushing grenades, threw them so that there was no killing spill and blew up a right hand gasping group.

This M67 crushing grenade is a green pear-shaped grenade that bursts in three seconds after throwing, causing fatal injuries to a radius of 5 m, allowing it to fly and kill internal fragments within a radius of 15 m. According to VMB specifications, fragments scattered beyond 15 m become particles of light and disappear.

Crush the group coming from left and right, with about half left but replacing the magazine, watch the subsequent movement while securing 20 shots.

"Won't you come..."

The subsequent group did not come to the rest stop. It joins the infantry and is lined up forward to be a shield. You must be wary of my ranged attacks, if...

Start the TSS (Tactical Support System) and summon the Kawasaki KLR250-D8 from the garage. We will go after the rest of the horse bandits who broke up from behind and chased Mr. Malta, who can't do it all the time.

Across the summoned KLR 250, he then removes two TH3 incendiary grenades from his nostalgia and throws them into the two carriages he leaves on this spot. With a carriage burning in the blazing flames on his back, he twisted the accelerator of the KLR 250 and accelerated at once to follow the horse thief.

Make the KLR 250 accelerator go full speed and run down the street at the highest speed. Walking down the streets of the moonlight night alone, with only the headlights of the KLR 250, was even more frightening than the first time I ran the KLR 250 in this world, but it would be trivial compared to the Marida Chamber of Commerce being chased by the Bandits.

Taking out the FMG9 with one hand while driving and messing with the lever on the side, the rectangular FMG9 unfolds and deforms into a SMG (sub-machine gun), sounding as if it were a toy.

Recoil AS_VAL with one hand, it's hard to control recoil when firing, I'm going to use an FMG9 that I can control with one hand or semi-automatic here.

I can see a horse thief walking forward, a distance that could still catch up with the Marida Chamber of Commerce carriage. The FMG9 doesn't have that long effective range, you need to get close enough and align the crosshair with the bandit's back and let him eat one shot at a time with a semi-automatic projectile.

You noticed the sound of the KLR250 approaching from the rear, the rear-end bandit turned around, but you won't be able to do it for bandits who don't look like magicians or archers, such as ranged attacks from the horses.

Set your aim calmly. The sound of the FMG9 shooting mixes with the sound of the escaping carriage and the rushing sound of the horse thief chasing it.

Eating 9x19mm Parabellum bullets on his back, the bandits fall horseback screaming at sudden severe pain.

We outrun the horse group and interrupt between the carriage and the horse thief. Looking back at the distance from the wagon fleeing forward, he switched the FMG9 safety device from semi-auto to full-auto and let the remaining bandits rain the bullets as they waved their crosshairs.

"Marta! It's me, it's the shaft! Stop it for once!

Mr. Marta was obsessed with running away from bandits, and he didn't seem to notice me running beside him at all. An employee of the Marida Chamber of Commerce from within the front shows his face on your stand and speaks out to Mr. Malta.

Looks like I finally noticed. I'm surprised to see my eyes open to me walking sideways with something strange, but I raised my voice to stop again and slowly the carriage slowed down.

"Oh, well done, you're safe..."

"I'm fine, sorry, but I've burned the wagon I left behind. I've made the horse a lot more incapacitated, so there's probably no further pursuit. I'll ride in front of the wagon too, so let's get to Wangdu like this."

"Okay... Shuba, Mr. Shaft... No, Mr. Shaft. Thank you for saving my life once and twice."

"This is my job, I'm rather sorry I can't protect my carriage, now let's just move on"

I put the KLR250 back in the garage and went into the front of the wagon. A large number of tool bags filled with demonic stones in the front and the employees of the Marida Chamber of Commerce were blue-faced and solidified, but he called out, "It's all right now," and asked one of the employees to turn to your podium, creating a space in the position where you can see the rearmost outside and sit there.

I told Mr. Malta that there would be no pursuit, but if the aim was not loads, but people from the Marida Chamber of Commerce, the raid would not be over. He began his late night trip to the Wang capital, peering outside from inside his front just in case.