In Three Evil Bones, the 3 level 8s each had their own army for their respective territories.

  Lower level mutants who get caught in dominion once become less and less tolerant after. They are being domesticated. This is true for mutants living in groups as well. Whether it is the former or latter, it is because they have become used to accepting someone.

  Those that find exercise of dominion difficult act freely because they are either extremely proud because they are the heads of their own groups or they are strong enough to be the heads.

  It can be hard to manage if they are gathered with a strong captain at the center and there are hostile forces, but even this is decided through the captain’s capacity.

  It must have been possible for Evil Queen to pull together such forces within a week because she had been prepared to handle all of these abilities.

  She has inherited Bon Load and their three sons’ troops.

  “Evil Queen……”


  Cha Jun Sung’s voice grows lower.

  Behind the army, Evil Queen – similar in size to Blood Lord or Hell Mammoth – is looking toward them.

  Mutants are stuck to her countless tentacles and thorns. They can figure out what it means without asking.

  Nutrient supplements.

  “If we can’t avoid this fight, I guess a preemptive attack is the only answer.”


  Strategist’s eyes change.

  All of the Lifers near him tense up. As soon as he speaks, they risk their lives and go into war.

  [Let’s go.]

  “Attack!”


  Lifers activated their boosters and initiate aerial shooting.

  Then the cyborgs holding machine guns and cannons simultaneously pulled their triggers.

  Wiing!

  There is a strong and sandy wind blowing inside headquarters.

  300 sentinels take off and Lifers soar away in accordance with their respective roles.

  The mutants were fooled by the preemptive attack and react late.

  Flying mutants go at the sentinels and ground mutants flood headquarters.

  This might be just a tantrum to Evil Queen, but mission completion and survival is on the line for Lifers.

  This is an important mission for the supervisors as well.

  This could be Life Mission’s final chapter.

  ***

  Ahh!

  Square wall. A slope. Mutants gather to that slope.

  On one side, 10,000 Lifers stand in a line and fire machine guns.

  Cyborgs did their part as well. Bullets pulled out of space compression bags form mountains of cartridge cases on the ground.

  The resistance is excellent.

  Mutants can’t get close.

  They were shredded like paper when they got hit with bullets the size of a middle finger. They are few compared to mutants, but these almost 100,000 Lifers are the elite of World Federation who have experienced all types of hardships.

  Their close range attacks are incredible as they are armed with weapons created from megascience.

  Unless the attacks stop, it is impossible for the mutants to get through the outer wall.

  It’s because they are not just using machine guns and cannons.

  “Go!”


  Boom boom boom!

  Direct fire and high-angle fire guns complement where there is lacking.

  Destination?

  There’s no need to hit the target exactly. There is such a mass of mutants that they would hit one if they shoot in the general area. The basic concept isn’t very different from that of 21st century contemporary weapons.

  But the shape and power are incomparable. The users are Lifers who have become superhumans through body modifications and battlesuits. Since they can hold several tons in weight, the firearms and size inevitably grow.

  When they used reinforced white phosphorus shells and cluster shots, hundreds of meters into the distance was reduced to chaos. They couldn’t fire like magazines because reloading times were too long, but they were continuous because they fired dozens of them sequentially.

  As these types of attacks continued, the mutants created distance between themselves.

  Higher level mutants survived explosions, but the level 3 and 4s were annihilated. They have intellect, so they got a grasp of the situation after experiencing it.

  “There’ll be no end like this. Should we try collapsing the battle line?”


  Evil Queen orders the level 7s near her.

  She orders them not to scatter but to choose one side and to push through.

  If they use the lower levels as living shields and hundreds of level 7s concentrate their attack on one side, they will be able to knock down that side.

  That is plenty.

  If it starts to collapse, mutants will go in like hail. If that happens, they will get into a melee.

  The mutants, Evil Queen’s side has the advantage in a war of attrition. Evil Queen doesn’t care how many mutants die, or even if they are all massacred.

  Lifers could evacuate into the sky, but she has that much calculated in her mind.

  If it doesn’t work, she intends to get involved herself.

  Kyak!

  Hundreds of level 7s run in at the same time. They are so fast it is hard to distinguish them from each other. They don’t get hit by the firearms and even if they do get it, they withstand it like the level 7s they are.

  “Eek!”


  “Block them! If they get through one side, the whole thing is going down!”


  It makes sense.

  The side and back are open. They can’t just stay in position.

  There is aerial shooting, but they are above headquarters.

  If the space for them to land in disappears, the entire area is overrun with enemies.

  The only place in the vast Amazon for Lifers to rest is headquarters. If it collapses, it means they are getting pushed back.

  [Left side, add in the master group.]

  Master group.

  It refers to each guild master beyond 8 combination when they rescued Cha Jun Sung.

  They went at the level 7s aggressively. About half were already in to block the slope. The rest who had been on standby moved to the area that looked like it was being pushed in.

  The master group went over the outer wall. Blocking from the inside is basically letting them enter. They can’t push through with defense. They need to go forward.

  On the other hand, they were attacking in every way they could so that the mutants pushing through from the rear couldn’t go into the fight between the level 7 mutants and master group.

  ‘Splendid.’


  Cha Jun Sung looks up.

  The battle in the air was more fierce than the battle on ground. There is no up and down in the sky. There are too many places to block.

  With the cyborgs’ precise control, the sentinels have an advantage over mutants.

  There are dozens of sentinels on board inside each sentinel. Their goal is to switch ammunition in on time so they don’t fall short.

  Tens of thousands of Lifers used the path that the sentinels created and engaged with mutants while going back and forth between distance and close-range battle.

  There is no restriction on movement.

  It wasn’t a fitting environment for them to engage close-range like on ground. That’s why one or two people died at a time.

  It hasn’t been long since they began, but the conditions of war were neck and neck. Evil Queen who was pushing through and the World Federation that is blocking it without suffering damages. This breathtaking balance dried them up.

  The mutants that had been risking death and running in, suddenly changed direction.

  Retreat.

  Lifers didn’t let the retreating mutants go. They can’t chase them, but they kept firing their machine guns until the mutants weren’t visible anymore.

  “We won!”


  “We won!”


  There is high morale.

  The feeling of achievement for having blocked the primary attack and relief of surviving, comforted them. There were deaths, but there were very few.

  “It isn’t good.”


  Cha Jun Sung examined the vast forest, full of worry.

  Retreat?

  They could say they won, but wars don’t end in a day.

  This is the worst environment for Lifers.

  Though they brought plenty of supplies like equipment, it is finite because they cannot use the store. If they keep using it like this, they will reach the end sooner or later.

  There is a bigger problem.

  How many mutants will there be in all of the Amazon?

  Millions? Tens of millions?

  It is stupid to count it.

  If Evil Queen refills her shortage of troops, they will all die or it won’t end until they all die.

  The conclusion is that everyone will die in the end.

  It is more of a disadvantage for the Lifers as time drags on.

  They don’t get pushed back?

  Defense is good, but they need to take Evil Queen’s neck when they are able to.

  Cha Jun Sung didn’t express this thought.

  There’s no reason Strategist’s group won’t know what he knows.

  Evil Queen will know as well.

  ***

  Two months have passed since war broke out. The flames of war didn’t fade, but rather burned stronger.

  The two forces went head to head a total of 9 times.

  It is as if they went head to head once a week. World Federation won all of the battles.

  The mutants weren’t able to get through the hail of attacks.

  The funny thing is that it isn’t a situation in which they can say the World Federation is at an advantage.

  With all of the supplies that the World Federation and individual Lifers purchased combined, the 100,000 Lifers could live in the Amazon for 2 to 3 years.

  Food and weapons are of the greatest importance. With food they can follow what is rationed to them, but this is not the case with weapons.

  Unlike the permanent items, things like bullets or bombs in particular are disposable. They become depleted as they use them. As there is no way to replenish the supply, they will reach the end no matter how much they brought along as long as it is finite.

  Every time they went head to head, one Lifer consumed over ten times the average amount. This average is actually very ambiguous. This is the World Federation’s calculation.

  They decided on one day’s worth when fighting mutants one level lower than the maximum level they can take on.

  But it is a war between hundreds of thousands of mutants and 100,000 Lifers.

  They can’t just kill their own and end it. If they think they’ll get pushed, they need to just use it first.

  Because of that, they wasted an incredible amount as well.

  In 9 rounds of battle, the World Federation consumed half the total amount. They have dropped an amount to last them 2 to 3 years in half in a matter of two months.

  Theoretically speaking, if they fight as much as they have fought, they will all have to go into close-range fights excluding the Lifers whose main weapons are long range.

  They will probably engage so that they do not get pushed back because Lifers’ standards are high, but it is obvious that as many Lifers will die as mutants do.

  Strategist made a decision as World Federation’s Commander in Chief.

  They will defend themselves in battle a few more times and then go at Evil Queen when they find the right time to do so.

  The exact time is when they retreat to support the defeated Evil Queen. They could be waiting, but there’s nothing they can do about that. Whatever happens, this is much better than hitting before they go head to head.

  The people going into battle are Cha Jun Sung’s party and Rankers.

  The level S Lifers will take on Evil Queen and the rest will take on the split alters and level 7s.

  8 combination level A Lifers wanted to go along, but they can’t afford that. It isn’t easy to manage the mutants pushing through either.

  Strategist called the day they would carry out the operations, D-Day.

  Whether they live or die, succeed or fail, will be decided that day.