The Sixth Companion
"What the hell kind of person could do something like that?"
Feeling the force of that punch as it landed on the briefcase, Han Su's wrist went numb.
But he also noticed that the black briefcase was made of unusual material. The instant it took a heavy blow, it hardened, perfectly absorbing some of the immense force. The rest was transferred to his body, preventing external force from easily affecting what was inside the case.
As the ticking continued, he sensed the contamination from Mechanical Fragment No. 01 passing to his opponent and breathed a sigh of relief.
That was it. This was the kid.
His gaze swept quickly over the fierce young man charging at him, and he recognized a familiar shadow in his features.
He hadn't expected it before, but this guy turned out to be the easiest person to deal with when he woke him up.
At the same time, his peripheral vision took in the scene around them, and he couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.
From outside the base, it had looked like nothing but chaos. Seeing it up close, he realized it was far worse than that. The place had been torn apart from the inside out, with more than half of it demolished.
Wounded people were scattered everywhere: some dressed like Executors, some like mercenaries, and others in military uniforms. There was even a helicopter smashed into scrap metal and armored vehicles torn open.
It looked as though a war had trampled through the place.
Even the survivors who were still unharmed stared at him in terror, their lips trembling.
—Wait. Wasn't this guy a mercenary hired by Giant Horn City?
—Why had he started fighting Giant Horn City instead?
Before the thought had even finished crossing his mind,