1979, Manager Kim is Inheriting Dictatorship! - Chapter 3



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Episode 3

To be honest, I’m confident I can easily hit two or three targets running straight at me.

Especially if it was an area the size of a human, it was enough to just guess without having to aim.

But I’m not some warmonger, crazy gunman, or strong-willed enough to shoot someone just because they’re infected.

It is not too late to make a decision after trying every possible means and method.

Bang!

He starts honking his horn like crazy and driving around the road and outskirts of town in a big circle.

Then, the infected who had been wandering around or looking for targets ran out onto the road.

I checked my rearview mirror as I drove at a brisk pace to make it easier for them to catch up.

The number is approximately 20 to 30 people.

There were more unspecified people, presumed to be outsiders, than there were villagers who were definitely known to the area.

I was surprised by the number, which was larger than I expected, but I calmly grabbed the steering wheel and drove on.

Kyaaaaak!

As time passes, more and more infected people follow the truck.

Sensing that the time was ripe, I stopped as far away from the village as possible.

Bang!

Another excited honk of the horn and a swarm of infected people rush at you like crazy.

I was waiting about 50 meters away, and I quickly turned the steering wheel and made a U-turn.

Kyaaaaak!

The infected who missed their target right in front of their noses screamed in frustration and fell down in a heap.

But regardless, I quickly picked up speed and went back the way I came.

No matter how fast a human runs, he is still much slower than an accelerating truck.

I leisurely shook them off in the middle of the road and took out my walkie-talkie.

“Get ready.”

[I’ll be down soon!]

Police Chief Park, who had been watching everything from the town hall, answers as if he had been waiting.

So I turned the steering wheel again, turned the car 180 degrees, and quickly backed up.

CLANG!

He parked his truck right in front of the hall, got out of the driver’s seat, and pulled out his gun.

Fortunately, the lure worked and the ‘things’ that were loitering around in front of the hall were no longer visible.

“Here it is!”

Police Officer Park, his face pale, hurriedly appeared, removing the barricade at the entrance.

Following this, the residents who had been trapped inside also began to pour out one by one.

“Eww! Grandpa!”

“Oh my, you have to stop it! Okay?”

Even if you lure them far away, you don’t have much time.

However, most of them were elderly people with limited mobility and preschool children, so their movements were very slow.

“There’s no time for this! Get on quickly!”

Officer Park, who was becoming impatient, ended up carrying the children on his back and carrying them to the truck himself.

I put down my gun for a moment and started helping Officer Park load the residents into the cargo hold.

Woof woof!

But at that moment, Coco, who had been looking around, suddenly bared his teeth and barked.

It’s a borderline reaction.

My face hardened, I picked up the gun I had put down and ran towards the truck.

bang!

At that moment, the door to the restaurant across the street broke open and an infected person jumped out.

Kyaaaaah!

The thing, writhing and glowing, immediately began to run towards the truck at a furious speed.

The distance was only 50m, and the infected person with bloodshot eyes quickly closed the distance.

Phew!

I instinctively blocked the way, took a countermeasure stance, and swung the buttstock.

Kwajik!

The infected person who was hit squarely in the jaw fell backwards in an instant and seemed to lose his balance.

For a normal person, this one shot would cause them to lose consciousness or at least become incapacitated.

But it was only an illusion, as it soon ran at him again, screaming.

Most methods don’t work.

To stop the movement, you need at least some means of incapacitating the body.

0.5 seconds, such a short moment.

After gritting my teeth, I finally got my bearings and pulled the trigger towards the infected.

pop!

As the gunshot rang out, the infected that had been running at a fierce speed collapsed to one side.

The birdshot aimed for the lower right waist, that is, the thigh, hit the target accurately.

Birdshot is a small-diameter bullet used for hunting birds, squirrels, and other rodents.

Although it was less lethal than other buckshot or slug bullets, it was still a real bullet.

Kyaaaaak!

But the infected person jumped up from his seat, regardless of whether the flesh on his right thigh was tattered or not.

At this point, the decision has been made.

Convinced that he wasn’t human, I raised my gun to aim for his head this time.

Phagec!

But at that moment, Officer Park appeared right next to him and shot a taser gun at the infected person.

dump!

The infected person, who was fine even after being hit by a shotgun, falls to the floor with convulsions all over his body.

Even the most reckless instincts seem to be helpless against the electric current that contracts muscles.

Ugh, ugh!

Sergeant Park, whose eyes met mine, nodded his head while breathing heavily.

Without saying who would go first, we turned around and started running towards the truck.

“Take the wheel!”

“yes!”

While Officer Park took the wheel, I climbed into the truck bed and started counting the number of residents.

Okay.

Everyone got on without exception.

“song!”

When I gave the signal after finishing the verification, Officer Park started the truck as if he had been waiting for it.

The truck quickly left the parking lot and quickly cut through the middle of town.

Kyaaaaak!

At that moment, infected people who had followed the gunshots came rushing out from all over the alley.

A panicked Sergeant Park swerved to avoid them, but the collision was unavoidable.

Boom! Clang!

Ohhhh! Grandpa!

Car windows break and tires rattle as infected people rush in head-on.

The truck, whose engine was not in good condition, spun around as if it would fall over at any moment.

The speed is decreasing.

If we continue like this, the truck might stop.

I weaved my way through the screaming residents and quickly aimed my gun.

First, doubt.

Second, I am sure.

Third, finally take action.

When a situation met all three of these criteria, there was no more hesitation.

pop!

The gun spits fire.

At the same time, one of the infected who was running towards the front of the truck was blown away with his body twisted backwards.

Guns only become effective when the aversion to shooting people disappears.

pop!

pop!

One step, one step! Quickly stop several infected from rushing towards the front of the truck.

The overwhelming rate of fire without having to pull the pump cleared the way in an instant.

“Keep going!”

Only then did Officer Park come to his senses, grab the steering wheel properly, and cross the road.

I continued to pull the trigger to provide cover so he could focus on driving.

Kyaaaaah!

As the pace picks up, the infected who were chasing after you start to move away one by one.

They were waving their arms at us and howling continuously as if they were so angry about something.

Phew.

Only then did I let out a sigh of relief and lower the gun I was aiming at them.

Looking around, I saw the residents who had barely survived sitting in the cargo hold, dazed.

Is this really reality?

The village is getting further away.

I looked at the road passing by, my fists still clenched in lingering emotion.

* * *

After driving west for quite some time, we came across a shabby gas station as the sun was setting.

Fortunately, the area was safe and there were plenty of places to rest inside the gas station.

We hid the truck so as not to attract attention and went inside the gas station.

To prepare for the unexpected, block the entrance tightly and cover the windows with thick curtains.

Since the surrounding area is open, you will be able to detect any approaching beings right away.

When I, with my hunting dogs, volunteer to be on guard duty, the villagers finally get some rest.

A quiet night with the electricity still on.

I sat quietly on the roof of the gas station and looked at the road where the street lights were blinking.

“Mr. Daesu.”

At that moment, Officer Park, who had been checking on the residents inside the gas station, climbed up the ladder.

He handed me a bottle of water that they hand out at gas stations along with the familiar bag of ramen.

“Where did you come from?”

“I found it in the warehouse. Please warm up your body.”

I don’t know where they found the coffee pot, but the ramen was cooked just right, in bubble form.

I was already hungry, so I gratefully accepted it and it warmed my cold hands and face.

“Thank you very much. The previous incident… … .”

“Okay. Let’s talk about work later.”

Still, since they are the police of the Republic of Korea, there must be some orders given from above.

Now, more than ever, information is precious, so let’s get to the point quickly.

At this, Police Chief Park nodded as if he understood and continued speaking with difficulty.

“Originally, the nearest evacuation site was Wonnam-myeon. However, the virus spread so quickly that the response seemed to have been delayed.”

“What was the last time you heard from me?”

“A restricted area has been created starting from Chungju City. The quarantine headquarters will probably be located around there.”

Chungju City? It’s a city with a population of about 200,000, located about 40km east of here.

Designating that area as a restricted area means that the virus has already spread in the west.

My appetite had completely disappeared, so I put down the bag of ramen I was eating and sighed softly.

“What are you going to do from now on?”

“I ran away in a hurry, but there’s no other plan. I guess I’ll have to go to Chungju.”

“Just in case, bring plenty of fuel. Leftover ramen or drinking water will also be fine.”

“Yes? Mr. Daesu, aren’t you going?”

“I have some business in Seoul.”

When I told him I was going to Seoul like this, Officer Park looked at me as if I was crazy.

“There are good reasons for that.”

Of course, there was no reason to explain the whole story, so I dismissed it with a short answer.

“Okay, then I guess there’s nothing I can do.”

Officer Park let out another deep sigh, feeling both disappointed and worried.

It seems that he feels a belated sense of vagueness as he thinks of the dead Police Officer Kim.

I pointed to the pistol holster he was wearing to cheer him up.

“Do you still have the gun?”

“Oh, yes! I have the bullets pre-loaded.”

The revolver that Sergeant Park took out is a typical S&W product used by the South Korean police.

I checked to make sure the gun was in good condition and then handed the revolver back to him.

“Take out the first shot, so I can shoot right away. And don’t give it to others so easily next time.”

As I will be responsible for the residents in the future, I cannot predict what kind of unexpected situation may arise.

I left him with what might have been my last piece of advice and slowly got up from my seat.

“Rest. I’ll call you in two hours.”

“thank you.”

As the sun rises and morning comes, people will now part ways to go their separate ways.

I looked down at the dark road again, seeing off Officer Park who looked bitter.

White dust falls from the sky.

That night it snowed and was colder than usual.

* * *

Even though the distance is only about 40km, I can’t walk it on this cold day.

I decided to hand over the large truck to Officer Park and the residents and instead take a compact car that was parked at the gas station.

After all, this car has better fuel efficiency, so it was perfect for those who had to go far.

So I woke up early in the morning and filled up the tank and even took a spare tank with me.

Of course, it was a bonus to bring along a bag of ramen and drinking water, calculated exactly for two days.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“Yes, that’s enough.”

“Thank you. I will continue to receive your help… … .”

Not only did they give up their trucks, they also gave most of the food and water to the residents.

Police Chief Park, who had been unaware of the daunting task ahead, seemed moved by this and bowed his head to me.

It’s nothing.

They just showed their sincerity by leaving behind only the bare minimum necessary supplies.

Still, I paid a small tribute to Chief Park, who was determined to take responsibility for the residents until the end.

As I was about to get into the car after saying my final greetings, someone came running in a hurry.

“mister!”

That someone was none other than a nine-year-old boy who had run away with his grandfather.

The guy who had been crying for a while now seemed to have regained his energy and came running like a squirrel.

“Grandpa told me to tell you!”

I wondered what on earth he had come running to give me, and it turned out to be a mask that the village had purchased together.

I answered, carefully holding the package of masks that Gosari Son had given me.

“thank you.”

“lol.”

The village chief and the residents are all simple people.

Bow.

The residents who had gathered in front of the gas station came out in droves and bowed their heads as if they thought this was the moment.

I patted the child’s head for the last time before quickly starting the car.

“Let’s live and see.”

“Yes! For sure! Let’s see it alive!”

I don’t know what will happen in the future, but I hope you arrive safely in Chungju.

I closed the window and watched them waving as the car drove away.

Hehe.

Coco, who was in the passenger seat, wags her tail, not knowing whether she knew about my troubled mind or not.

I patted the guy’s head as I quickly passed along the snow-covered road.

It is approximately 120km to the destination, Seoul.

This is only a story from when I was on the highway, and no one knows what the situation is like in Gyeonggi-do.

I looked at the tunnel in the distance, thinking that maybe this was just the beginning.

Through the tunnel into the snow country.

But the world was dyed in ashen grey.