Battle

[DO YOU WANT TO EXTRACT?]

Extract? He can get experience? Is this my cheat? It was too exciting.

"Extract". His eyes were closed. But the fabled feeling of 'warmth' did not come. However he could feel something on his hands.

Nine books and a white ball?

Books?

In a war?

This system was going to make me read in the midst of an ongoing fight? Does it want me to study for college, fall in love, break my heart, to set his path for revenge?

{ But why now? Just give me something to survive please }

The soldiers around him were still focused on the battle but not for long. How would he explain the books if anyone saw it? So when no one was paying attention he hid the books behind him and secretly took one out and opened it.

The book turned into specks of light and entered through his arm. The rush of cool energy was just like drinking a sip of cold water in summer. It quickly turned towards his mind showing him all kinds of rifles and how to deal with them.

The sound of bullets and bombe were still there. He couldn't even look outside for fear of being noticed. Arthur was helpless in that aspect so he could just continue on with his books.

He got the Experience of using rifles and Melee fights. He was confident to at least escape without getting killed. That idea had just come to mind when his body finished absorbing the EXP and suddenly gave out.

{ So tiring. I don't wanna move anymore.}

In the end he just held the white ball which was also absorbed. this time it was like pouring water on fire. Arthur's body cooled down, his body felt like he was bloated and numb.

The feeling left just as fast as it came, giving him a refreshing joy of being full of strength, probably even stronger. But he couldn't tell, just not yet.

{ This is really a golden finger! My cheat in this life. }

He still couldn't understand how his system worked. I mean, 'disintegrate' should mean poof and the thing destroyed to atomic dust but how does it give him knowledge and stuff? Anyway the gun is still here so let's just take it. But the hand just passed through. the places hi hand touched the gun just turned into dust. Disintegrated!

With his head down, he crawled like a cat, towards the nearest weapon. There were bullets inside so it was still useable.

[ Disintegrate M1 Garland rifle? Y/N]

"No!"

Break it down? So that when the enemy attacks I would not only have bullets in me but also choke on the dust?

Well, no harm done.... yet. Let's look at the situation first then. He just slightly lifting his head to look at the others when another bullet passes by his ears.

Arthur's mind was still ringing with the the gunshot. His mind was going dark.

"Am I going to die here?...."

He gulped down his saliva. His body was strong but his mind was exhausted.

His heart felt empty.

Moments ago, he was a NEET, staying at home playing games, working at the cinema, and the next second, here he was in a war.

So what if he had a Skill? A unique power in the world.

Even if he knew about guns, knew how to use them, could he just use one to kill? He was just ... normal.

Watching his comrades falling, he tightened his grip. And fired.

It didn't matter whether the enemy was dead or not, he just wanted to empty out his mind. His outlooks on life were shot away by the gun in his hand.

He still felt guilty, but his finger never stopped. The trigger was pulled, the bullets shot, the enemy will try to kill him any way so he fired away.

Thump.

Arthur used the bayonet to smash the enemy's head, and pierced their guts.

The scene was bloody. Cold chills went down his spine. His hand numb. He didn't know if this fear or excitement.

The EXP from his improved his accuracy.

It was a crazy field, a difficult scene, especially for a newcomer who had never even done squats properly.

His morality (note: three views on life) was destroyed, the blood on his hands, the animalistic nature for killing... he didn't like it. No one would.

Under the fear of death, he had no thoughts, just shooting at them until he drew an empty round. He came back to reality that he had no more bullets.

It was just a moment but in that second his body screamed of death, he moved from instinct to see a bullet hitting the spot where he was just at.

" A sniper! "

He could have died! But the question was: Did the sniper choose him at random or was he being targeted ?! He needed to know. So grabbed that (dead) body near him and got it's helmet.

Calming down, he carefully exposed a part of the helmet and - bang - it flew off his hand. He was being watched!

What could he do? He had only been in this war for less than 30 minutes and he had a sharpshooter at his heels.

His shooting skills were still average. At best he was not at the bottom, so must not be a 'must kill' person. But what if he went out to have his brain blown out. He didn't want that.

He had no evading skills ... " skills ! "

He glanced at his empty rifle, " System, Disintegrate !"

The gears sounded in his mind again. And after 30 seconds there was the announcement.

[Alert!]

[Equipment was successfully disintegrated]

[Obtained:

>PRIMARY Rifle Shooting EXP*7

>PRIMARY Rifle Melee EXP*5

>INCOMPLETE War Soul]

[Disintegration EXP +1]

[DO YOU WANT TO EXTRACT? Y|N]

"Yes!"

Arthur crawled in the trough, moving forward and collecting weapons while making his mind that he would kill that bastard even if he didn't have a sniper specific rifle.