episode_0041

The general’s fighting style is very simple.

Strike the opponent with your overwhelming body to break their stance and maintain the victory.

So, either they can tolerate pain well, or they have better physical abilities than the general.

Or, like the protagonist, his characteristic was that he could hardly use his strength against an opponent whose skills were overwhelming.

And I know how to fight this situation now.

It’s sad how I felt about being physically beaten, but it doesn’t matter.

“Because you survived, you are strong!”

“Gaaa!”

I slowly turned my body to the side and dodged the General’s fist.

Then, while digging under the arm, he stepped with his right foot.

It was good to hit, but I thought stabbing would be better.

So I tightened my hands and stabbed the general with the tip of the baton.

The pleasant feeling of my bones being broken passed from the tip of the baton to my hand.

Just then, the General closed his fist with his opposite hand and blocked it by raising his baton horizontally.

“Baby. Are you weak?”

“Gaaa!”

It was a bit of a strain on my arm, but it wasn’t enough to prevent me from stopping.

Rather, I thought that it would be difficult to lose at this level.

He slowly circled and confronted the General, then lunged straight at him.

He swatted away his fist, the trajectory of which was clearly visible, with the bat, and then struck it once.

Blood spurted out from the General’s body after being hit by a 5kg piece of iron.

Since I was hit in the side, I didn’t think I would have to worry about attacks from that side for the time being.

“Oh my!”

A knee kick came, but I was able to avoid that too.

All you have to do is step back a little quickly.

This guy just woke up and has no skills or anything like that.

Well, it’s not like I use professional techniques like a boxer.

It’s not like cutting or scratching with sharp nails like a witch.

I don’t know how to instinctively hunt enemies like a hunter.

If it’s just a body tool, I have the advantage.

“Time is different!”

“Gaaaa!”

“ugh.”

Oh, it’s a foul to hit someone while they’re trying to maintain form.

Do you swipe your arms like a dog?

Still, one thing was clear from this.

I may get beat up a little, but I am the one who wins.

So, I took a step back, slightly relaxed my arms, and then took straight steps and ran forward.

And when it gets close to a certain distance, it jumps up and strikes.

“Wow!”

“Ah, the height difference is inconvenient.”

Because the General hurriedly crossed his arms to block, the blow aimed at the head did not land properly.

But whatever. Still, it didn’t matter. Because I knew my attack would be fatal to him.

In my heart, I wanted to laugh and hit someone who made the coughing sound.

Or I wanted to joke that hey, this is a general. I like that actor.

But since the situation was what it was, I decided to hold on for now and fight back properly.

But suddenly, stars spun around in my head. And my chin also tingled.

When the General swung his arm to grab my neck, it felt like he hit me on the chin.

Fortunately, my legs didn’t give up, but I felt something burst.

“Ah, wow. Hey, bastard. Do you have money for implants?”

“Gaaa!”

It was another obvious punch.

A punch with a clear trajectory, filled with a lot of force.

So if you bounce this too, uh. uh. Why doesn’t it bounce?

“Ah.”

“Gaaaa!”

I knew this when I saw the General putting his left arm on the baton and preparing to swing his other fist.

This is definitely a pear! I could tell just by looking at my stomach growling.

The left arm is a trick, and the right arm is a proper strike.

Normally I would have gotten a good hit here, but now I had time.

So I hurriedly swung the baton in the opposite direction.

“……Ahhh!”

“Gaaaa!”

The handle kept shaking in my hand, as if I had hit something wrong.

I blocked the attack, but I didn’t think I should have blocked it like this.

Yeah, whatever. Yeji. You can’t do it well all at once.

So, just do better next time.

So I sorted out the situation and got ready to swing the baton.

First of all, I thought I would have to do something with that arm first.

I needed to hit his head and break it, but I couldn’t do that now.

Because I gave my knuckles to that guy Noh Chang-hoon, I couldn’t use the method I used last time.

Why did you do it by wrapping your legs around his neck?

uh?

“You stupid bitch!”

I don’t know what I’ve done so far without hitting my leg.

If you break your knees or legs early and then slowly break your arms, you will become Bodhidharma.

In that situation, all you have to do is suddenly shave your head and it will be over.

I thought I thought pretty well the last time I dealt with him, but I guess I’ve become stupid now.

But it was okay now.

“Come on!”

I made a beckoning gesture with one hand, and the General came running towards me.

And then I tackled him. This wasn’t what I expected.

When I saw him lower his posture and spread his arms, it was a proper tackle, unlike other zombies.

Those bastards just get down and body slam.

Thinking that I would be screwed if I got caught this time, I swung the baton vertically.

Because kicking that bastard won’t have much effect.

It was obvious that the General, who quickly got up and shook himself off, would tackle him again.

If you’re crushed like that, all that’s left is a one-sided assault.

Thinking that I couldn’t be treated foolishly, I swung the baton hard and hit the General’s head hard.

But the feel in my hand was strange.

Even though I couldn’t do it, I swung at it with the intention of hitting it on the ground right before it came towards me, but the baton was being pushed away.

So, this bastard was now overcoming the shock and rushing forward.

And then I felt a hand on the inside of my knee.

“Oh, fuck!”

“Gaaa!”

With the General’s roar that he had made sure he had caught it, his body slowly fell back.

Fortunately, I was prepared so I didn’t faint.

Somehow I pulled off the trick. But they couldn’t stop the General from getting on top.

That bastard must have been in such a hurry that he didn’t even think about getting his posture right and punched him in the stomach twice.

And now it seemed like he was about to hit the solar plexus, but it was too late.

To make him pay for not tying his legs properly, he flipped his back and wrapped his legs around his neck.

I had no intention of using the proper technique. Since they are zombies anyway, I thought they would ignore me even if I used a skill on them.

“But what will happen if I get on it like this!”

“Gaaa!”

I strengthened my legs and pulled my body closer to the General’s face.

In that state, when I changed my posture using the baton as a weight, I became like I was riding a horse toward the general.

Of course, the General couldn’t stay still.

He grabbed my leg first and ran towards the nearest display shelf.

But I have experience fighting in this situation.

Because I am now good at playing chicken.

“Big!”

“Gaaaa!”

Is the General putting my body on the display and shaking it off?

Should I break the General’s pot first?

The most important battle was who could retire the other person first.

But I had no choice but to win.

Because the baton is a piece of metal that weighs 5kg.

Even simply hitting it with the handle can be fatal due to its weight.

Of course, I had to bump into the display case a few times, but I was still able to kill it.

The General, whose head was crushed and his brain destroyed, staggered and fell forward.

In that state, I pulled my leg out and lightly jumped a few times to check if there were any more injuries.

Fortunately, other than getting hit, he seemed to be in good health.

” Sons. If you are a general, stay inside. I’m weak and showing off.”

More than that, looking at his physical condition, it seemed like he wouldn’t be able to take care of the spider web.

The fact that Baron’s General came here meant that there might be another escort unit.

I didn’t want to stay here stupidly and fight with other mutants.

So, I gathered myself together and headed straight to the hardware store.

The hardware store was also in an uproar, as Noh Chang-hoon was seen stretching with his shirt off.

And on the floor around him was a General with an equally exploded head.

Looking at his entire upper body in tatters, I could tell he had been beaten quite a bit.

“What is it, Changhun? Did you catch General too?”

“Uh. Yeji and you?”

“I heard one came to me too? No, there was one at a large supermarket? So I caught it.”

“Cibeol.”

Noh Chang-hoon spat blood-mixed phlegm on the ground.

It seemed like maybe things weren’t going well.

Or maybe it doesn’t go as well as the original. Oh, that’s it.

“Baron This bastard is expanding his territory. They are planning to lay eggs and surround us.”

“Why?”

“It looks like he’s trying to save his strength. For a while, I thought they wouldn’t target us because they were pounding on the survivor groups.”

“Really?”

“You stupid bitch, aren’t you impressed? Are we going crazy?!”

“No, fuck! Are we weak? Are you weak? Are you weak? Are we a piece of cake!”

“Ignorant yet brave bitch.”

“No, ah. Sorry.”

With a cooing sound, the sign erected on the side of the road shook.

It wasn’t just that he was shaking, he was crushed after being hit by Noh Chang-hoon’s fist.

So, the handle of the iron sign was dented.

I thought I was being too bold, but when I thought about it, I thought it was okay since I only said no.

Noh Chang-hoon took a moment to catch his breath, looked at the sign, and spoke.

“Should I open this?”

“What are you trying to do?”

“To make sure you stop breathing?”`

“You crazy bastard.”

“No, if I hit them with this, wouldn’t they all die?”

Seeing that it was definitely an inverted triangle, it seemed like if I hit it with that, most people’s heads would fall off.

But when this guy says shit, he’s clearly doing it from a scene he saw in an animation.

So I said absolutely nothing and cried out loud, asking if it was me, and then got down on one knee.

I could understand why. I guess my body was hurt more than I thought when I hit the display stand during the rodeo earlier.

But I felt embarrassed and forced myself to stand up.

No, fuck. That bastard is also holding the same general and taking off his top like crazy.

I should do that too. So I crossed my arms and took a stance, but I collapsed again.

“Ah, ah…..nothing happened!”

“Shut up and go up and take a rest, don’t show your form.”

“………………………………..”

“Go up and rest. Because I think I’ll have to stay on guard for a while.”

“That’s right……”

I was sad because I clearly won but felt like I lost.

No, I successfully overcame my past PTSD.

Why am I sad……