An Outsider

up,

nsparent glass. Lines of letters flash with various data streams around the bord

eling a force on her body. She sucked in a

iness that made her vomit immediately. The helmet's glass vomited on

r walked briskly, shouting hoarsely, his voice muffled because she had taken o

ghed violently. It took a lot of effort to stop. She wanted to put her helmet on immediately, but she held h

ally being overwhelmed and disoriented, having all the qualities a professional soldier s

e is

tree ahead, let's hid

t she did not see the summit while also blocking the sun from sight. The ground was rich wit

here? She slept in the car, and how did she wa

a sense of reality. She turned her head to look at her left arm and found a black branch stuck. Which was exceedingly tough

here was a "scratch", and "rumble" sound as if a large tree had fallen

d a shovel to dig a few times and then ducked into the hole. The two panted

p and use her brain. What the hell was goi

The strange thing was that the wound on her left arm wasn't bleeding but was bruised and swollen. In her experi

? She had seen in sci-fi movies that soldiers in the future world wearing this exoskeleton could help s

uniforms, the exoskeleton attached to the combat uniform made of black steel material, supporting the limbs of their spine. When she's running, it w

dyn Barker, an orphan, 28 years old, a retired commando soldier, active-duty female special forces police officer, t

e here? And whe

for long, for immediately afterward, the horrif

the outside of the tree cave, she saw a sight that would haunt her for the rest of her life. The first shoc

lso of the other side. The male warrior next to her also showed a tense expression, his hands wearing tactical gloves were

She is humanoid in shape, with yellow skin, hairless, but fly-like crawling forward, a distended belly, very long and jointless limbs, zigzagging in all four directions. The bare head is not very round, and the top of the skull is co

me, even if she was a well-trained special force, but also difficult to accept. The good thing is that her trained tension keeps her from losing contr

left with an unpleasant fishy smell, even though th

xoskeleton, She was afraid she would have collapsed soon. There are four-gun slots on the exoskeleton: two around the waist with two pistols and two on the back with a rifle and an odd-l