episode_0087

“Then I’ll be back.”

As soon as the old man realized that there was nothing wrong with me, he left me. He literally left without even having time to say things like, “Have a safe trip” or “Don’t get hurt.”

The situation was urgent. I knew that there were people whose lives were in danger right now. I also knew that someone had to take action to prevent more people like that from becoming victims.

Am I being selfish for feeling upset even though I know that?

I turned my eyes to the direction where the old man had suddenly left. I followed the old man’s back with my eyes. As I watched the old man shoot forward in an instant as if he had no worries at all, I felt something like impatience.

I can’t be in the same place as you, because that’s a place where I have no room to interfere.

Let me do what I have to do from my place. I ran to the gasping soldier in the half-broken shelter a little way away from me.

“Keuh… Huh…”

As soon as he realized someone was nearby, he ignored the man who was about to say something and went straight to examining the wound.

There was a metal bar the size of a thumb inserted into his abdomen. If he tried to speak forcefully, there was a high chance that he would die from shock from the excruciating pain.

“Don’t force yourself to speak. But don’t just stay still. If you lose consciousness, you’ll really die.”

In an emergency situation, it was quite important to keep talking, but it also varied depending on the situation.

‘Sudden.’

The man’s hand grabbed my shoulder. His shaking eyes and his shaking hands told me that he wasn’t feeling well.

Should I take out the iron core? If I do something like that in a place like this, I’ll die without being able to take it out or put it in.

Let’s start by injecting a tranquilizer and a painkiller.

After administering the drug, the man’s trembling subsided, perhaps because his panic had subsided. I thought he might die, but judging from the way he was struggling to breathe, it didn’t seem like that would happen right away.

I peeked my head through the broken cover, curious about the old man’s situation.

The monster that had rendered the old man’s former colleagues, including the man next to me, incapacitated was thrashing around.

The old man was fighting dangerously. He was holding his usual jungle knife in one hand and a shotgun in the other.

The old man wasn’t that small, but the monster he was fighting was so formidable that he looked weak.

If he gets caught up in that even once, he won’t be okay. I wonder if he’s fighting well. I wonder if it’s hard.

It’s not something I can cheer him on to fight hard. If I were to break his concentration, it wouldn’t be funny.

My explosive bolts didn’t seem to be very effective. The enemy was still a formidable force, even with its arsenal of devastating firepower.

It didn’t seem like he would fall unless all the zombies lying around died.

“Sergeant Kwon is risking his life to get his attention! There is no time to lie on the ground and get crushed! Those who can still fight, join Sergeant Kwon! Open your eyes and watch! The mutant Alpha is approaching Sergeant Kwon. You must help him to avoid interference!”

The lieutenant’s shouts etched a course of action into everyone’s mind across the chaotic battlefield. It was a great performance by a commander.

“Girls! You guys need to work hard too! Pour out your firepower so the mutants can’t leave this area! Those of you who are good at close combat, grab the items one by one and crush their heads! ”

Each and every one of them began to move in unison. The unit members handed over their firepower equipment to the girls, quickly injected syringes into their bodies, and began to run.

After only a day or two of training, the girls who had been given weapons began to skillfully handle the heavy equipment as if it were toys. There were also some who stepped forward carrying things like hammers and greatswords.

I had to do something, too. Like the lieutenant said, either land some kind of effective hit on the Screamers approaching the old man, or find a weak point in the monster the old man was fighting.

“I, I shouldn’t be here… Keuk!”

The man next to me who had been skewered suddenly blurted out those words.

I was about to yell at him, thinking he wanted me to do something so I could run forward, but he pointed his finger toward the back.

“If we mutate, things get bigger…”

The monster that the old man is dealing with is also clear…

I nodded and spoke into the walkie-talkie.

“Lieutenant, we have a wounded man who cannot move. We need to move him to a safe place.”

Soon enough, two women of familiar appearance arrived at my side. They were crazy women. Their faces were covered in soot, probably from handling firearms.

“You…”

“He’s alive. Well, I guess Do-Hoon wouldn’t have left him to die.”

The girl’s older sister carried the injured person and ran to the rear. I wished she would disappear with me, but for some reason, the crazy girl didn’t move at all as if her feet were glued to the ground.

“If you’re not going to fight with me, why don’t you go back to your place quickly?”

“Unfortunately, I will fight with you.”

“Useless thing…”

“Don’t be stubborn. What can you do here without Do-hoon?”

My wrist was grabbed. I tried to pull it away forcefully, but it wouldn’t budge, as if it were caught by an industrial machine.

I sighed. It wasn’t a situation where I could be stubborn.

“I wonder if there are any plans.”

It’s a plan…

We’ve already established that fire isn’t that effective against him. He must be a different breed from Screamer.

Just then, something occurred to me: If the fire is a dud, what about the electricity?

I don’t know what mechanism they use to come back to life and move, but I read somewhere that everything that moves is mediated by tiny electrical signals.

Even if it had enormous regenerative powers, it was clear that destroying the signal system would be of great help to the old man in dealing with the thing.

“Is there anywhere with power around here?”

“No. We use it as a defensive base, but we are not wealthy enough to bring our forces here.”

“Not even a little bit? Even if it’s something small, it doesn’t matter, so hurry up.”

“At least one or two small generators…”

Fortunately, I was able to hear a positive answer. I gestured to indicate that there was a place that was worth mentioning, and asked for guidance.

Then the crazy bitch started walking towards the back. As I followed her, I couldn’t help but wonder if she was thinking of pushing me into the back because she was in danger.

I don’t know what Hayura said to that woman, but seeing her sticking with me, it was definitely possible.

*

Kwon Do-hoon felt frustrated in many ways. He had heard the story of Byun Jong over and over again, but he had never imagined it would be this bad.

The Screamer was fast, but this one was so agile that it seemed like it was way over the line.

If your body is big, isn’t it normal for your movements to be slow?

Do-Hoon barely managed to avoid the attack that Byun-Jong had swung and swung his jungle sword mechanically. He felt a strong rebound and his hands went cold.

Black blood flowed out as he rode the jungle path. Fortunately, it wasn’t Do-Hoon’s blood, but that of the monster whose skin was wounded.

When Do-Hoon couldn’t be caught, the monster started to struggle. Do-Hoon opened the distance for a moment, then quickly closed the distance and fired a shotgun at the monster’s face.

The pump-action gun struck the guy in the head and struck both of his arms where Do-hoon had been.

It was more of annoyance than a return of a valid hit. Do-Hoon’s jungler poked at the guy’s torso, but there wasn’t enough time to pull it out.

Do-Hoon had to leave his regrets behind and distance himself. And then the monster ate the zombies.

It was a fight like trying to empty the sea water with a spoon, but the sea water kept flowing in, so Do-hoon was frustrated.

How long can we keep fighting…

“I’m here to help you!”

As Do-hoon was thinking about this, support arrived. The monster’s hands were dizzy. This was because there were more people who had started to attack it than the number of its limbs.

“Thank you, Kyungjin. Let’s cut off all of that guy’s limbs. We have to kill him before he recovers.”

“Okay! Sergeant…”

As soon as Do-hoon finished speaking, the body of the man who had replied, Jeong Gyeong-jin, came to mind. It wasn’t a matter of letting my guard down or anything like that.

What should have been two pairs of limbs had grown into four pairs. Eight limbs were swinging indiscriminately in all directions.

“No! Kyungjin…!”

Now, suddenly, an explosion occurred with a loud noise above the tentacle-like limbs of the creature.

Pieces flew across the sky. The tentacles still swung and pounded the ground, meaningless pieces of flesh raining down on the floor in place of anyone who had been caught up in them.

A pungent smell spread. The fallen flesh continued to burn like a will-o’-the-wisp.

It was a white phosphorus bomb. It was a measure to prevent the number of mutants that needed to be eliminated from increasing due to an accident that occurred while suppressing mutants.

Do-Hoon swallowed his anger. The situation was not one in which he could be emotional.