172. Trap Specialist

Trap experts go to construction sites from a young age because of poor conditions. I was living by doing very hard work such as brickwork and shoveling. Because the construction site is when the construction is completed, the work is gone. Trap experts often couldn't even eat their meals because they were looking for new sites every time.

Then one day, I was told that I was looking for someone to work at the site of an extension of a research Institute that was working on military equipment. I applied right away.

Upon arriving at the lab, the trap expert was amazed at the scale that could not be compared to where he had worked so far. At the chaotic scene, the trap expert went to the management office. There was a middle-aged man in the office who looked pretty good at it, checking out the plans. I was looking out of the window at the construction site. At the sound of the ship expert opening the door, his eyes turned to the ship expert. The middle-aged man, who saw the face of the trap expert, frowned slightly and spoke to the trap expert.

"Who came to work?"

The man who spoke to the trap specialist in a beggar voice was the gunman in charge of the scene. The trap expert was briefly overwhelmed by his pressure.

The trap expert nodded and answered the person in charge. The person in charge sighed and dragged a trap expert out. The field manager didn't like the trap expert. It was because of his young age, his not very strong physique, and his naive face.

The place where I took the trap expert was the site where the ground work was just starting. The scene of digging down the ground using a huge drill looked as magnificent as the noise. The task given to the trap specialist is to dig, and every time there is dust everywhere, It was to move it to one side so that it wouldn't collapse. The person in charge of the site pointed at the place where the shovel was with his finger and turned around coldly. Because it's not a day or two for a trap expert to be treated like this, he doesn't care. Hansaph, two shovels, they started to spread the soil.

We were wearing noise-proof earplugs, but the noise from the drill was amazing. The destructive power was as unimaginable as the sound. A large number of people, including ship experts, have removed the soil from the excavation. I couldn't keep up with the speed that the drill generated, so the work was going to be very hard. To catch my breath, I opened my back and looked back, and there was a man in the eyes of a trap expert. I was angry for a moment when I saw a ship expert working hard with his body, just pressing the switch and manipulating it. Rather, he became a goal of wanting to be the same.

Then, as I shoveled it again, which was close to infinite repetition, it became meal time.

While we were eating with coworkers who were shoveling together, the man who was controlling the drill just came up to us.

I talked to a trap expert. In a gentle voice, he insinuates a trap expert.

It's my first time seeing a face, but a trap expert who looks like a similar age says I'm glad. The trap expert began to get acquainted with the drill pilot. That's how months passed.

The extension of the lab, which was extensive at first, is now almost complete. A trap specialist who works as usual and takes a break with his colleagues. I felt a fine vibration from the ground. At first, I thought I was wrong, but I didn't care about the trap expert. As the number and intensity became stronger, I felt that the signs were not good. The increasingly strong vibration led to the point where the foot of the trap expert fell from the ground.

After a while, the vacant lot in front of the lab split and a huge robot appeared. The robot was heavily armed with giant firearms, and its ultra-alloy body had a very sharp, luminous luster. When everyone around me panicked and panicked, I heard a voice from a robot through a loudspeaker. Voice modulation and loudspeaker amplification made it impossible to distinguish the voice. I immediately noticed that he was in charge of the field with his unique accent and other characteristics. The words from the giant robot were so shocking. The giant robot explained the current situation as if it were relaxed.

He was a spy for a hostile country that infiltrated here to steal research materials and destroy facilities in military science. They were creating a huge passage through an excavation drill to bring in a giant robot without restraint. The man, a friend of the trap expert and a pilot of the drill, was looking at the giant robot with two trembling eyes. At that moment, laser particles gather with a roar from the giant robot's arm. I started, and before I could even notice this, an indiscriminate laser was fired. The trap expert, who was blown away with the impact of the explosion, the pilot who will drill through the thick dust.

I see him lying covered in blood. While countless workers and lab workers were running around, the giant robot was constantly firing lasers.

They started bombing the lab. The trap expert ran to the drill pilot to check on his life and death, but he was almost out of breath. The pilot slowly handed over the pilot to the grieving ship expert.

After looking at the trap expert for a while, he died.

Looking at the giant robot with angry eyes, the trap expert stood up, grabbing the control as hard as he could. But a trap expert who's never been in control of a mobile giant robot.

I wasn't sure if I could attack properly. At that time, the ship expert recalled the ship mine that had been developed and demonstrated at the Institute.

Straight to the lab. Between the laboratories destroyed here and there by the giant robot, a trap expert ran out in search of a trap mine. A trap expert who went under the robot's bridge while the giant robot was distracted by the bombardment.

We immediately set up a ship mine, and the mine was activated and caught the giant robot. While the robot was embarrassed, the trap expert succeeded in moving the drill and dropping it on the giant robot. The body of the robot began to split gradually as iron and iron began to sparks and roar each other. The person in charge of the scene, the passenger in the robot, screamed and angered.

After a while, I couldn't hear the roar or the groan of the person in charge, and only thick dust fluttered. As soon as I was relieved and relieved that the situation had been settled, the ground collapsed, and the foot of the ship expert collapsed. The trap expert also crashed.

When I came to my senses, a man with curly hair in front of the trap expert's eyes is looking at the trap expert.