My Range is One Million

#1

"Thank you for saving my daughter!!"

Farrah dug his head on the dry ground.

"Hmm." Cheolho scratched his head as he looked down on the man. He saw Farrah reaching out and hiding a gun while he was making the porridge. He also knew that the man kept looking his way. He understood his sentiment. It was partially his fault as well. He didn't make himself clear towards him.

"But we cannot live here any longer. They'll come after my house today, so please, if you can take my daughter away when you leave…" Farrah begged.

"What are you going to do with yourself?" Chelho asked, holding himself back from swearing at him.

"We'll take care of ourselves once you take our daughter."

Cheolho grunted. He knew what Farrah meant by that. If he wasn't mistaken, there was no way out of this place. The surrounding walls of this place were built not only to protect them from the invasion of monsters but to keep the inhabitants of the city from escaping as well. The fatherly love that he displayed was heartbreaking.

That kind of love is only possible if one were a parent.

At that time, his daughter, whose mouth was full of chocolate, cried at his father's words.

"Daddy … I don't like it."

"Fatuma. You have to follow him so you can live."

"No, no," she cried.

"Shh! You must be quiet! " He shut his daughter's mouth with his hand and whispered something in her ear. One of Cheolho's men came up to him and said,

"Bro, you take responsibility, you got a 10-year old wife now."

"Shut your bullshit!"

"So you should've left after saving her. What is this now?"

"I didn't expect this to happen!"

Cheolho nudged his brother's head. "Shush and just feed them"

"Huh?" Farrah was taken aback. Here he was trying to save his daughter's life, but this guy was talking about something entirely different.

"Are you going to abandon us?"

"Abandon what? You'll be swept away anyway"

"Swept away?"

As Farrah tilted his head in confusion, Cheolho shook his head and listened in into his headset.

Then, he sat down and started talking to his brother,

"They just passed through the Pantland border and are five minutes away from arriving."

"What… 10 minutes earlier than expected… damn it, always so condescending, these Invincibles…"

"Agh, shut up and tell your clan master that you and Myungwoo will take this region. Also, tell them about how we moved our locations…"

"And you?"

"I'm a classified reserve, right? I'll take care of some civilians here. It's easy for you two anyway if I'm not there."

"Not talking about the level of difficulty here, our clan master is picky about these things…"

"That's why I'm asking you because your clan master is very fond of his own clan members… and if I leave these people, do you think they'll survive? If anything, you guys can stay…"

"Okay fine…"

As his brother lingered and disappeared outside the house with the other one of them, Cheolho looked down at the father of the child, who was still lying on the ground.

"There's a rooftop here right?"

"Yes, there is."

"Then let's go see some good stuff."

"What do you mean…?"

"Stop talking and just lead me up. It'll be a spectacle that you've never seen in your life"

Farrah led the way, confused. Cheolho laid down low first as he got up to the rooftop. The asphalt was heated up because of the sun.

"Let us wait together…"

Farrah looked at Cheolho questionably as he took out his tablet and started assembling it. His job was to establish the siege networks of the region after updating detailed terrain information. The palace, standing in the middle of the city, was truly alien. The people would crawl on the ground like ants with their rulers looking down at them from the skies. But, everything will be over today.

"The monster doesn't communicate with us that well so it would just tell you what it would do, but you can't trust that shit. At least he keeps his promise so you won't have to run away from this place today. It'll all be over soon."

Cheolho shut off his tablet and looked into the sky.

"Ah, here it comes."

Farrah followed Cheolho's gaze but he did not see anything at the direction Cheolho was looking at. He looked at Cheolho with his face riddled with questions. Of course, it comes from the difference in vision between an expert and a common man, but Cheolho didn't care to explain what's going to happen. Farrah will see it for himself quickly.

As they were waiting on the rooftop, Fatuma quietly came through the doors and quickly ran into her father's arms.

"Dad… Don't let me go…"

"No, Fatuma."

"Go…together…"

"Shhh. And don't annoy this man…"

Farrah cried at his daughter's plea.

Of course, who would want to part from their child? Farrah knew that since his supervisor died and he disappeared, they will come after him, and once they find out that the supervisor was dead, they will be tortured to death according to the rule of Sharia…

He hugged his daughter.

Even if he was going to die, he wanted to save her. He hugged her as if it were their last.

Cheolho held his head as if he was nauseated. He felt like a criminal while looking at this father and his daughter.

"Is this translator not working well? Why are you guys filming a soap opera? You don't have to do that anymore."

"Huh?"

"Look over there"

Farrah saw a black dot in the sky where Cheolho was pointing at.

"Don't be surprised… you guys might think it's some kind of godsend angel but it's just monster in a human form so don't be enticed."

*BOOOOOOOOM*

A slow sound of an airplane engine started humming and the black dot suddenly came close.

It was a huge airplane. Well, it didn't exactly look like an airplane. Four tiltrotors were on its every side with one spanning about 20 meters in diameter and its body, surrounded by thick gloves looked like a fortress floating in the sky.

"An unidentified aircraft appeared! Sound the alarm!"

"Get in action! Battle Formations! "

*engine accelerating*

*gunfire*

They weren't the only ones who found the aircraft. There were war cries ringing through the city along with the signal, some ascended to their stations and the other civilians rushed into their respective buildings. The anti-aircraft weapons which were installed through the walls were also now being readied for battle.

"Uh … uh … what is that …"

Farrah unconsciously dribbled his feet in anxiety. This Asian beside him seemed so peaceful, so the aircraft must be an ally, but when the Great Republic begins to work, it will quickly be shot like beehive and fall soon after, killing all those inside it.

*shooting sound*

As expected, the missiles all over the walls were fired towards the aircraft.

"Dumbasses. They wasted their ammo!"

"No!"

Farrah tried to get up from his seat, but Cheolho held him down.

"Just watch it, man."

"Huh?"

*BOOOMMBBAAAMMM*

Hundreds of white flares burst out at once, creating a few colorful wings of light as if they had already sensed it.

*KWWAAAAAAA*

The missiles exploded one after another, and soon, the bottom of the aircraft broke and something like a small shadow in the form of a human appeared. Then what was released was…

*BOOM*

They anticipated some big reaction, but what the aircraft fired was just some red ray of light. It seemed insignificant and those who were on the ground didn't even care about it, but what they didn't know was that the one who shot that beam was the Master Archer.

*SPLITTING LOUD NOISE*

Farrah's eyes widened. He instinctively uttered, "Oh Allah…"

The red light exploded mid-air but it was not shot by something. Like fireworks, it split itself apart and fell to the ground like rain.

*LOUD EXPLOSIVE SOUND*

The red light covered the sky like carpet as it went down.

Farrah could not close his mouth. The red light was not falling down randomly, but it was specifically aimed at those armed men.

And soon after stopping in the middle of the city's old-fashioned palace, an immense ray of light which was bigger than the last one appeared and covered it like the sun itself had descended. Soon, it covered the whole palace in an explosion so great that all that remained from it was silence.

In the face of an inescapable bombing, everyone lost their will to resist.

*DU..DU…DU..DU..*

The aircraft slowly vanished and Cheolho got up to stretch his limbs.

"Hey, I'm going to have to go down on the riots… Um… well, you can just go."

He looked at the father and his daughter for a second before jumping off from their roof. Now, it was his turn to break some sweat.

#2

"The occupation of Pantland is complete"

"What about the casualties?"

"At your first attack, Jaehwang, 1,453 minor injuries and 659 major injuries and 45 were killed. Later, the hunter units were inserted for riot control that resulted in 541 minor injuries, 591 major injuries, and 112 deaths. We have a total of 3401 prisoners, 2592 of them were hunters and the rest were civilians. In terms of our allied Hunter units, there are 112 minor injuries, 34 major injuries, and no fatalities."

Jaehwang nodded at Irumi's report. His attack resulted in some deaths even if he didn't use that much power. Even if the opponent was a major villain, he didn't make it a habit to kill them off like flies.

"But their numbers didn't match in terms of what we heard before," Irumi replied at Jaehwang's remarks with a stern face.

"My apologies, but I believe we have lost Abdul Hussein and 3000 of his Black Skull squad. At your attack, we believe they fled immediately to the Elus Gate inside the palace to retreat."

"There was an Elus Gate in the palace?"

"Yes, about 20 meters in diameter, it was a relatively small one."

"And did our troops follow them?"

"We are going to put in the secret squad soon."

"Okay, anything else?"

"Nope, I have nothing else to report."

"Good. From now on, we will start the reconstruction of Pantland."

"Alright."