1979, Manager Kim is Inheriting Dictatorship! - Chapter 66



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Episode 66

“Hehe, cute.”

“How old was he? Two?”

“The child is very well-behaved.”

As time passed, the man’s child, who had been asleep due to the drug, quietly opened his eyes.

But contrary to my initial concerns, he didn’t cry or whine loudly.

He just looked at us with deep, clear eyes, his mouth still open.

“Haha, I’m laughing.”

“Oh my, your cheeks are so soft.”

The group was at a loss as to what to do, touching the child’s fingers and cheeks as if they thought the child was too cute.

It’s like a short shower of rain on my heart, which has been as dry as a desert.

The existence of a child was a positive stimulus to us who had only seen death and tragedy until then.

Of course, if you look at it objectively, it would be a burden, but no one in my group or I thought of it that way.

“Sangbaem, should I carry you?”

“Yeah, that would be good.”

Since Privates Kim Jin-gyeong and Oh Chan-il were mainly in charge of combat, Private Lee Hyeon-su, who moved less, was responsible for carrying the child.

Private Lee Hyeon-su skillfully secured the sling tightly and carried the child on his back.

Of course, I didn’t forget to put a pacifier in his mouth in case he cried or whined.

“I think it’s time to go out.”

It’s extremely quiet outside, as if the special entity has disappeared somewhere.

After hiding in the building for about 2-3 hours, we finally walked out.

“Mr. Philjae, are you okay?”

“Yes, yes.”

Kang Pil-jae has been feeling down ever since he accidentally fell down.

Did you think you were causing trouble?

I patted his shoulder and told him it was okay.

We were only halfway to our destination, so there was still a lot for the guide to do.

“I think this is where we are now.”

“But you passed Hannam Station?”

“Yes, we’ve arrived at just the right place. Now, we’re going to take a detour here and turn right.”

Where we are now is near Hannam-daero, which passes Hannam Station and connects to Namsan.

If you keep going from here, you will reach the Namsan Tunnel, which connects Itaewon’s busy streets and Namsan.

However, Kang Pil-jae wanted to take a detour, rather than the easy route.

“This road looks dangerous.”

“Yes, the tunnel is already blocked by vehicles, and the area around Itaewon is densely populated with infected people.”

I know the busy area that connects Itaewon Station and Hangangjin Station very well because it is so famous.

Considering the nearby bustling Gyeongridan-gil, it would have been right not to even approach it.

But what’s unfortunate is that we can’t use the tunnel that goes through Namsan.

“Then in the end… … .”

“Yes, I’m thinking of going to the National Theater.”

If you really want to avoid densely populated areas, there is no other way than towards the National Theater.

After receiving directions from Kang Pil-jae, I immediately relayed them to my group.

The current time is 3:00 PM.

It took longer than expected because of the unexpected wave of infected people.

The sun will set in two hours, so we need to get moving quickly even now.

After packing up our luggage and equipment, my group and I went out and started walking.

“This way.”

As expected from a densely populated area, the streets were filled with cars and there were a few infected people.

It will probably take an hour or two to get through there.

But Kang Pil-jae started guiding us into the alley as if he was familiar with it.

A complex route that involves passing through holes, climbing ladders, and climbing over building rooftops and railings.

As I walked along, holding my breath, I really felt like I was a cat.

“Ugh, ugh… … .”

But no matter how safe the path is, variables sometimes appear.

An infected person wandering the alley heard a faint sound and reacted.

fizzle.

I calmly took out my crossbow and reassured the group whose expressions were hardening.

Phew!

And after neatly dealing with the infected, he retrieved the arrow as if performing an acrobatic feat.

Fortunately, there was no further danger and we were able to leave the crowded area without incident.

“… … Phew, I almost got in big trouble earlier.”

Kang Pil-jae let out a sigh of relief and finally walked out onto the sidewalk on the road.

We followed him and headed towards our first destination, the National Theater.

“Brother, it’s getting darker and darker.”

As the time passed 5 pm, the sky began to darken.

Looking at the thick dark clouds, it looks like a heavy snowstorm is coming.

It may be understandable on a sunny day, but moving around on a snowy night is suicidal.

Now it was time to find a place to hide from the snowstorm and spend the night.

“Is there a place where I can escape the snowstorm?”

“No, that’s not right.”

But when I looked for a place to rest, the only thing nearby was the National Theater and a five-star hotel.

I don’t want to go inside and start fighting with the infected people gathered inside the building.

Is there any good place?

I looked around, thinking deeply.

‘hmm.’

Just then, a large parking lot came into view along with the March 1st Independence Movement Memorial Hall in the distance.

In one corner of the parking lot, a red tour bus was left pitifully abandoned.

“This way.”

I took my group and slowly approached the parking lot where the tour bus was.

Then, after looking around the bus, he went inside through the open window.

Of course, the car has no fuel and the battery has long since discharged and is dead.

But since my purpose was not to drive, I opened the bus door without thinking much about it.

The group came in one by one and looked around the dark interior of the tour bus and spoke.

“It’s more comfortable than I thought.”

“Oh, dust.”

There was only a little dust, but none of the windows were broken and the seats were all intact.

Also, the inside was secretly warm, so it seemed like it could be used as a hiding place if you laid out a sleeping bag and slept there.

The group moved diligently, covering the windows with curtains and blocking the entrances.

If we go another half day or so, we will reach our destination, Jongno.

We decided to take shelter from the snowstorm here for a while and then start moving again early in the morning.

Hooooooooo – – -!!

Just then, a heavy snowstorm begins to blow in, turning the world gray.

We sat down one by one and looked out the window at the snowstorm blowing in.

Darkness seeped through the gray, and the world was soon enveloped in pitch black darkness.

* * *

Fearing that the smell might leak out, we ate only what we could find.

And each of us took some time to rest and do some personal preparation, such as lying down on our bus seats.

Hooooooo – – -.

All I can hear around me is the eerie noise of snow and wind colliding.

The sleeping bag and hot pack were warmed up, so it was the perfect time to lose myself in thought.

I also petted Coco and had an amateur radio conversation with Captain Kang on campus.

The main topic was, of course, the existence of a huge group of infected people who had taken over Gangbyeonbuk-ro.

[Hmm, that’s bad news.]

“You’re not going to come down south, are you?”

[It won’t be easy to get over the Han River Bridge since it was bombed. But the problem is… ]

“I guess they are the ones who remain above.”

All bridges over the Han River leading south were cut off, and to make matters worse, infected people took control of the Gangbyeonbuk-ro Road that runs through the center of Seoul.

Kang Pil-jae and his group of refugees were lucky, but it was obvious what would happen to the remaining shelters and some military units.

[Unfortunately, this is not something we can solve. But if you have the chance, please just mention it a little bit.]

“Yes, that should be enough.”

It might be enough to provide a warning to any survivors who happen to pass by, or even to the amateur newsmen who are still busy talking.

[Take care.]

“Yes, I will contact you again.”

Contact with Captain Kang ended there.

With a bitter taste in my mouth, I tried to send a radio message to my older sister and Yebin this time.

Growl!

But at that moment, Coco, who was sucking her front paw like candy, started growling.

Approach response?

What did you hear?

My expression hardened, I took out the crossbow next to me and quietly loaded the bolt.

Kirik! The group that was resting also raised their heads one by one and took up their weapons.

Judging by the reaction, it seems like the infected are coming or wandering around here.

I quietly walked up to the window with my weapon drawn and began to listen.

Sabak, Sabak, Sabak.

It’s the sound of snow crunching.

Something about 4 or 5 people were running towards the bus at a fast speed.

But it was clearly the sound of footsteps of a person wearing shoes, not an infected person.

Feeling something strange, I ended up taking out my night vision goggles and looking outside.

Huh, gasp!

Kyaaaaah – – -!!

As expected, a group of survivors were running towards us, chased by the infected.

The distance was only 100m, and they were already exhausted, so they chose the bus.

The problem is that we happen to be on that bus.

I sent a signal to my waiting party and then carefully opened the window.

Then, as if they had been waiting, the group put on their night vision goggles and approached the window.

Gyaaaah!

Damn it, faster! It’s right in front of you!

They were running around like crazy, as if they were still rookie survivors.

I frowned at the flashlight and checked the number of infected people.

‘A total of eight.’

The group also realized this and loaded their air guns and aimed them out the window.

Likewise, I, holding the crossbow, sent a signal to my companions to fire.

Beep!

At that moment, a lead bullet and bolt flew through the air with a deafening gunshot sound.

Kwajik!

Phew!

At the same time, the infected who had been running behind stumbled and fell to the ground.

“What, what is it?”

“Whoa!”

The only sound you can hear is the wind blowing past your head.

As the infected suddenly collapsed, the survivors who were running away began to panic.

Phew!

Phew!

But the group kept pulling the trigger regardless and quickly cleaned up the guys.

Situation ended.

After reloading my bolt, I slowly got up from my seat and walked out of the bus.

“It’s a gun, it’s a gun.”

“I think he’s a soldier!”

The survivors approached us with bright faces, perhaps noticing that we had helped them.

“Stop.”

“Hic!”

But when you aim the crossbow at it, it freezes like a mouse that has encountered a snake.

I took off my night vision goggles and shined the flashlight beam at the survivors.

“… … School uniform?”

Although they are wearing thick coats on top, they are clearly wearing familiar school uniforms inside.

The four survivors who escaped by bus were not adults but still young high school students.

I looked at the students who were shivering in fear and then lowered my crossbow.

“Are you a student?”

“yes yes!”

“Ugh, don’t shoot… … .”

It doesn’t seem like there was any other intention, and it seems like he really ran away and ended up here.

I don’t think there are any decent shelters nearby, so where on earth did they come from?

I looked troubled for a while and then opened the bus door.

* * *

“Jin, can I really eat this?”

“Enjoy your meal.”

Since there will be combat rations left over anyway, you can just give them something like pound cake.

At the words, “It’s okay,” the students began to eat the pound cake as if they had been waiting for it.

Ugh!

It’s cold and tastes bland, but I don’t care and am busy stuffing food into my mouth.

His face was gaunt, almost skinny, as if he had been eating poorly for a while.

We waited for a while for the meal to finish, looking at each other with sad faces.

After a while, the students who had finished their satisfying meal began to look at us.

“Thank you, thank you.”

“I survived thanks to you, sir… … .”

There is one female student and three male students, and they are all wearing the same colored name tags, so they are classmates.

However, for a survivor wandering around outside, his clothes and equipment were strangely shabby.

“Are you a student from around here?”

“No. I’m from Mapo.”

“From Mapo to here?”

“yes yes.”

I know it’s quite a distance from Mapo to here, so how on earth did you get here?

He didn’t even know how to run away, let alone fight, so what he said didn’t make sense.

When I look at them with suspicious eyes, the students lower their heads and frown.

“Why were you being chased?”

“I was going to get something to eat with the kids. But I didn’t know there would be this many infected people on the road.”

“Of course there are many. It must have been the same in Mapo.”

“No, I was with the adults back then… … .”

“hey!”

At that moment, a male student hurriedly covers the mouth of a female student who was answering without thinking.

Yeah, I knew it.

There is no way that only four students could have come all the way from that distant place.

It seems that he was part of another group of survivors who were also called adults.

The students who tried to hide this looked really embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.

“Don’t worry, I’m not really interested in that group. Just be careful next time.”

“yes…….”

“So where is your destination?”

The male student, who had been looking around at the question of where he was going, cautiously opened the door.

“Jongno. We were all going there because we heard there was a safe shelter there.”

“… … Jongro?”

At the mention of Jongro Shelter, the expressions on my face and those of my group hardened.

Then, the students who were full of hope looked at us with faces asking why.