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    The attack on the hydroelectric power plant was an operation much earlier than I expected.

    Operation date, October 9, 2022.

    It was exactly one month since the zombie outbreak.

    “It was a little faster than I thought.”

    “Considering the geographical requirements, I think it is rather late.”

    Hydroelectric power plants concentrated in Gangwon-do.

    Considering the importance of power, the Virgin Mary had a point.

    Three elements for survival.

    Water, fire, food.

    Clearly electricity was not essential for survival.

    You can farm even without electricity,

    You can drink water,

    You can start a fire.

    But that is limited to survival.

    For modern people, electricity is already an energy that cannot be separated even if they want to.

    The pump to raise groundwater is also electric.

    Heating is also electric.

    Light is also electricity.

    The most direct solution to restart the wheel of civilization that has stopped.

    That was electricity.

    “Well, I felt the importance of electricity keenly for a few days.”

    “Real! Because it’s there and then it’s not there, ugh….!”

    Yeoreum was also fed up and nodded repeatedly.

    I had to mix boiled water with cold water, scoop it up, and take a shower.

    I couldn’t even dry my hair, and of course I had to stay in the dark at 6 o’clock.

    There is no induction, and there is no gas to replace it.

    Even if you just wanted to have a cup of coffee, you had to boil water in a pot over a wood fire.

    The three days it took to move the solar panel felt like the word inconvenience had become a reality.

    “…You had a hard time.”

    “It really hit me why they said they would take over the power plant.”

    Days spent with lovers in the dark.

    I can’t say that I didn’t have my own feelings, but that only lasted for a day or two.

    “So what was the power at the time of attack?”

    “4 K1A1 tanks, 8 K21 armored vehicles. It is said that it was all the power available.”

    “A tank… .”

    Even though firearms cannot be used, the tank alone weighs tens of tons.

    The interior of the armored vehicle may not have been filled with soldiers, but even if it were only half-filled, it would be a large-scale air raid of approximately 50 people.

    “To be exact, I believe there are 43 people, including two talented people.”

    “uh.”

    The tank would have had a combat power that easily exceeded that of a person with a simple headbutt.

    The 43 heavily armed soldiers were not a force that could be ignored.

    “…It’s tough. Does that mean you still failed? Who are the survivors?”

    “No.”

    “… not even one?”

    “Yes.”

    Even after repeated questions, the answer was the same.

    There are no survivors.

    That means.

    “It just means that you got kicked out.”

    “…I guess so.”

    It was only a month, and even if there was a mutation, it wouldn’t have been huge.

    Can you disable a tank…?

    Variant?

    Naturally, my impression hardens.

    The Virgin Mary also lost herself in thought, rubbing her chin with a bitter expression.

    A 10-minute period of silence.

    Yeoreum suddenly shouted in a loud voice.

    “Wouldn’t that mole-like variant I saw last time be able to take on tanks?”

    “…Oh?”

    A high-raised chin and a clearly exposed neckline.

    It seems like he thinks he’s pretty sharp.

    “Sharp?”

    “…hi.”

    When I lightly patted Yeoreum’s head as she smiled happily, her face turned red and she avoided my hand.

    “Still, I think it’s worth attacking a mole, right?”

    “That’s right.”

    It would be difficult if heavy equipment such as tanks were used, but there is a possibility that it would be easier for small infantrymen like us to attack.

    Baekhwa in charge of detection.

    Summer can serve as bait.

    A dealer who will immediately subdue the protruding mole. me.

    It didn’t seem like it could be conquered with just existing party members.

    “It was in October last year. As expected, I would be a little more cautious…”

    “That’s it.”

    I cut off the Virgin Mary’s words.

    “That’s good. Is there anything that will change because I am cautious?”

    “Couldn’t the number of capable people increase? And… the quality.”

    Quality increases…?

    “I don’t think there are many men who become TS due to secondary mutation?”

    “….oppa!!!”

    Yeoreum gets scared by the joke I made lightly and slaps me on the back.

    A crackling sound that resonates.

    “Ah, it hurts! I could make a joke.”

    “Vulgar!”

    is it…?

    I thought it was a pretty funny drip.

    “Perhaps it’s winter…”

    “Hey.”

    I used the momentum to make another joke, but

    It seems that the drip that touched the family was heartbreaking.

    At the stinging look in his eyes, I raised both hands.

    “Sorry!”

    “… Seriously, don’t say that even as a joke.”

    “You know it’s nonsense.”

    “Still!”

    “Okay, I’ll stop talking nonsense.”

    After suppressing Yeoreum’s fuss by pressing her head, he confessed his true feelings.

    “I don’t have time.”

    “…What.”

    A globe that decorated one side of the battalion commander’s office.

    I took the globe and set it down in front of them.

    One spin.

    I stopped the spinning globe and stared at the tiny territory of the Republic of Korea.

    “On this large planet, the area we occupy now is a dot.”

    It’s so small.

    Its size is such that it would be embarrassing to be called a king.

    How can you rule over a small area and be the king?

    This is something that later historians might laugh at.

    But the reason I discuss not having time is not just personal greed.

    ratio.

    “If you look at the big picture, this situation is an all-out war between zombies and humans.”

    “…right.”

    Humans have already lost most of their country to zombies.

    You will have to rely on a small piece of land to make a living, and even prepare for a counterattack… .

    The ratio is so wrong.

    “Even now, variants are growing day by day, so of course we will grow too. Still, the ratio is not right.”

    I remembered a story I heard on the stock market.

    It is said that no matter how much sesame seeds try, they cannot beat pumpkin.

    If so, what we should do is not prepare to roll hard, but rather increase its size somehow.

    “First, let’s increase the size.”

    The Virgin Mary, who had been quiet, looked at me and then closed her mouth.

    I want a counselor, not a nag.

    This is the correct answer.

    “What did you tell me to prepare?”

    “Here it is.”

    The Virgin Mary handed over a map and a rough plan of operations.

    Yonghwasan Mountain, Samyeongsan Mountain, Obongsan Mountain, Buyongsan Mountain, and Bonghwasan Mountain.

    The Bukhangang River, which surrounds numerous mountains, gathers in an L shape and flows down to the Han River.

    Several dams blocked the river.

    Peace Dam, Hwacheon Dam, Chuncheon Dam, Soyang River Dam.

    “It’s more than I thought. Is this all progressing?”

    “The dams capable of producing hydroelectric power are here and here, Chuncheon Dam, and Soyang River Dam.”

    Seongmo turns over the paper and shows the estimated power consumption.

    “The words of an employee of the Korea Hydro and Nuclear Power Corporation that Hyuksu secured are probably quite trustworthy.”

    “Really?”

    Chuncheon Dam 58MW each. Soyang River Dam 200MW.

    First of all, the unit MW itself did not make sense to me.

    I tapped on the calculator for a moment.

    The solar panel at home produces 250W per hour.

    Install 60 units, 15kW per hour.

    If you think that power generation occurs about 12 hours a day… .

    15

    So, the existing amount of electricity I was using was 65 MW per year. I mean, it’s about that much.

    What, it’s a lot less than I thought… ?

    “Hydroelectric power plants also have the highest production per hour…”

    “Oh, right?”

    10 panels are 3KW.

    10,000 pieces is 3MW.

    That’s 860,000 solar panels…?

    My heart feels grand.

    “I feel reassured.”

    “Probably, if occupied, we could supply electricity to at least 20,000 households.”

    Finally, our eyes turned to the area circled in red.

    “Is it here?”

    “Yes.”

    A control center that coordinates dams and power generation in the Gangwon-do area.

    Korea Hydro & Nuclear Power Gangwon Branch.

    It was the number one area we had to occupy.

    Lastly, the group-level schedule of talented people,

    Number of vehicles and amount of fuel available.

    Status table of weapons, etc.

    I glanced over the various indicators and handed them to Yeoreum.

    “It will still be difficult to do alone. Get ready with the Virgin Mary.”

    “…Yes.”

    Lips gently bitten.

    Summer seemed a little proud, but she didn’t say anything because it was the truth.

    “Prepare without a hitch.”

    “Okay.”

    The operation begins with Winter, Jisoo, and Hyeji. One month later, when the three talented people completed their second transformation.

    “Unlimited refills for electricity…. not bad.”

    If you join here, electricity is free~~

    How can I put up with this without joining?

    The story of how a country was built by selling electricity is revealed!

    Just wait!!!

    ***

    On my way back to my accommodation after finishing the meeting.

    Yeoreum suddenly stopped in front of me and cupped both of my cheeks.

    “Say.”

    “…what?”

    “Well, isn’t there something you’re more worried about?”

    “…….”

    The ability to read thoughts, isn’t it as trivial as you think?

    It touched my heart to see Yeoreum noticing even the slightest anxiety.

    “You are better than the Virgin Mary.”

    “Of course…! Well, she’s still my wife… ”

    The gaze that runs away turns towards me once in a while and then runs away again and again.

    “Cute.”

    “… What do you say?”

    Contrary to his blunt tone, the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.

    Isn’t it cute too?

    I held Yeoreum’s hand tightly and walked down the hallway of the barracks under the sunlight.

    Tap, tap, tap.

    The sound of footsteps echoing softly.

    The warm sunlight is peaceful.

    “Did I ever tell you that I had a dream?”

    “Yes. Like a revelation.”

    “In that dream, I was definitely bitten by a zombie.”

    “Why is that?”

    “Seeing as how my memory is cut off as if I were dead, I guess I would have become a mutant too.”

    “…Huh? I guess so…?”

    Mutations occur when a person’s abilities change.

    My immune factor is approximately 20 times that of people with normal abilities.

    then.

    Me in that dream…

    What kind of being did he become?

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