1979, Manager Kim is Inheriting Dictatorship! - Chapter 70



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Episode 70

The gun shop, located on the third floor of a shabby commercial building, was surprisingly spacious on the inside, despite its appearance.

But that wide space was also littered with all sorts of miscellaneous tools and equipment.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that they ranged from generators to solar panels connected to the roof, self-purification systems, and even plant incubators.

Should I say that I set up my base as if I had foreseen that this kind of end would come?

Certainly, it would not be strange for this gun shop to be called a paradise for survivors.

Knock knock!

At that moment, the old man coughed harshly and sat down, placing the shotgun on the table.

“So, what’s your business?”

“I’d like to get some ammunition. If you have the money, I’d also like to get a new gun.”

“Ammunition and a gun… … . Well, since we’re at a gun shop, of course we’ll need those two.”

The old man stroked his bushy beard as if to say there was no point in talking at length.

“But do you have money?”

“… … Are you talking about money?”

In this world, money and precious metals are nothing more or less than pretty trash.

Since they both know that money is meaningless, they will end up talking about things to barter.

I took out the cigarettes and liquor I had packed in abundance from the bag I had brought and placed them on my chin.

“We have liquor, tobacco, preserved food, and more. I will give you as much as you need.”

I brought a bag full of liquor and cigarettes, thinking that I might have something to barter with.

I kept taking cigarettes out of my bag because I thought he would call me that much.

But the old man just snorted and pointed to the warehouse door right behind him.

“If that’s the case, there are so many of them in that warehouse that they’re about to rot away. It’s a difficult situation.”

“… … I see.”

Well, if you’re going to build a base like this, you’ll probably have most of the supplies stored there.

But the old man opened the firmly closed door even though the deal was not concluded.

What that means is that what you want from me is not an object, but something else.

“What do you want?”

“You’re quick-witted. Let’s burn it first.”

I casually accepted the cigarette the old man handed me, put it in my mouth, and lit it.

After exchanging pleasantries, we finally started to get to the main point.

“Looking at you, I see you have some skills.”

“It’s not lacking.”

“Then how about trying some mercenary work?”

“Please explain in more detail.”

“It won’t be that difficult. Just get me what I want and bring it here.”

If it were a simple errand, it wouldn’t be that difficult, as the old man said.

But the problem is that the world today is swarming with looters and infected people.

‘hmm.’

I wasted quite a bit of time getting here due to a number of incidents and accidents that occurred.

Of course, it’s not that there’s a shortage of time, but that doesn’t mean you can waste it.

“Is it going to take a long time?”

“No, the distance is not even 1km at most. If you have the ability, you can finish it in half a day.”

Half a day.

Not a bad suggestion.

I quickly thought about it and looked at the guns in the display case and asked.

“What’s the price?”

Then the old man stood up unsteadily from his seat as if he had been waiting for those words.

“Give me your gun.”

“Here it is.”

The old man who received my gun skillfully cocked the bolt and began to examine the gun.

“Benelli Vinci? You’re carrying around a brand new model that doesn’t suit you. You must have broken some money.”

“Yes, it is a new product imported directly.”

“But the condition is really bad. It looks like Mr. Park took care of it, but the seams are twisted.”

During that time, I fired hundreds of rounds using buckshot, slug shot, and fire breath without distinction.

No matter how meticulously you take care of your gun, permanent damage is inevitable.

“I won’t be able to go very far.”

The old gunsmith, an expert, gave Benelli Vinci a clean death sentence.

Of course, I had already guessed this and nodded with hazy eyes.

“… … This sounds good.”

At that moment, the old man, who had been thinking about something for a moment, took out a gun bag from under the display case.

Click! And when I opened the lid, a shotgun with a soft black glow was revealed.

Gulp.

When I witnessed that sight with my own eyes, I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.

“It’s an SX3 made by Winchester. It’s an automatic loader using an active valve. Just hold down the trigger and it turns anyone, be it a human or an animal, into a piece of meat. You see, you know?”

As you know, I have a semi-automatic Benelli too, but it doesn’t compare to this SX3.

Even the old gunsmith with the annoying hobby had illegally modified extended magazines.

This SX3 was literally a living monster, an incarnation of life-stealing death.

“And one more thing.”

But the old man seemed to think that it wasn’t the end, as he took out another box from under the display case.

That box was absolutely packed with all the bullets I needed, without a single gap.

Even if you look at it with the naked eye, it looks like it’s over a hundred rounds long, but they’re all new products, not remanufactured bullets.

No, you got this much stuff? Did you place a big order before the situation broke out?

The scary thing is that if you give me this much, you have more than that.

“… … Where did you smuggle it?”

“Don’t try to find out.”

It smells suspicious at first glance, but that’s not important right now.

I looked at the old gunsmith who was snickering and zipped my lips with my index finger and thumb.

“So, what do you think?”

The old gunsmith now placed his hand on the gun case as if he was about to make a decision.

It was an unspoken threat that if he refused the deal, he would be put in without hesitation.

widely!

So I instinctively reached out and grabbed the old man’s hand as he tried to put the box away.

“I will do it.”

My heart had long since been stolen by the Winchester SX3 and that bulky box of ammo.

Then the old man stood up from his seat, laughing heartily as if he knew that he would accept the offer.

“What do you need to save?”

“I’ll explain from now on, so listen carefully.”

The old gunsmith with a prosthetic leg walked unsteadily toward the opposite display case.

“As you know, there’s nothing here that isn’t there. If I lived alone, I could probably easily last five years.”

To be honest, if you live frugally, you can survive on your own for 5 years with these facilities and supplies.

But the old man clicked his tongue as if he wasn’t satisfied with just this.

“But there is just one thing I regret.”

“What is that?”

And then, as if he had finally found it, he took the product box out of the display case and placed it on the table.

There were actually no contents in the box, only the user manual.

“I’m building a network facility that can support an intranet, but I’m missing some critical components. I forgot to replace them two years ago.”

There are two empty boxes in total, which means I have to get two parts in total.

The old man tapped his fingers as he showed me the product manual written in Japanese.

“If you walk straight along Cheonggyecheon from here to the right, you’ll come across a shopping complex called Seun Shopping Mall. There should be a store called DK Telecom on the third floor. I don’t know if the owner is there or not, but I already paid for it, so just bring my stuff.”

“Is that the end?”

“If you have the parts, there’s nothing more to order.”

It’s a simpler request than you might think.

Of course, depending on the situation of Seun Shopping Mall, it may or may not be simple.

I packed the product box and user manual in my bag and nodded as I got up.

“I’ll be back before the sun sets.”

I dragged Coco, who was playing with Volvo, outside.

In the sky that had just turned gray, snowflakes were falling, heralding a blizzard.

* * *

“This old man seems to be more skilled than I thought. He even uses this kind of professional equipment.”

Fortunately, when I showed him the box of parts, Private Lee Hyeon-su, the only expert on our team, recognized it.

Private Lee Hyeon-su looked at the parts box and the user manual alternately with an interested expression on his face.

“But this is a product that was discontinued quite a while ago. Maybe you pre-ordered it at the store but didn’t receive it for a long time.”

“Then maybe it doesn’t exist?”

“Yes, that’s true. It’s a bit ambiguous because it’s not something you can easily find in Korea.”

Still, since there is Private Lee Hyeon-su who is looking for parts, it seems like it would be a good idea to search the store.

At that moment, Private Oh Chan-il, who had been quietly listening to the conversation from the side, approached and asked.

“But how do you know that?”

“Hey, Sangbaem. I told you. I can handle most machines.”

“I thought it was just a bluff.”

He fixes light cars, motor engines, and even radios. He’s a true all-rounder.

The group that thought Private Lee Hyeon-su was just a fool looked at him with different eyes.

“Mr. Philjae and Olivia, please stay here and look after the kids. The four of us will go.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, it’s easier if there are fewer numbers.”

There’s no place safer than a building with Olivia manning the sniping point.

After leaving the kids and students in the care of the two people, I packed my equipment and bag and got up.

Hooooooooo – – – -!!

As we left the building, a heavy snowstorm greeted us, as expected.

My companions and I put on the winter hats and goggles we had brought and started walking along Cheonggyecheon.

From here, it is about 800m to Seun Shopping Mall, and as the old gunsmith said, the distance is not that far.

We walked in a single file, keeping watch along the extremely quiet riverbank.

Sabak, sabak.

As the world, where a snowstorm had been blowing, began to turn dark gray, a building that looked like a shopping mall in the distance came into view.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”

“Have you been here?”

“I think it was when I was in second grade? My father brought me here to buy me a game console. It was a bit shabby back then, but it’s clean now.”

Seun Shopping Mall, which is now considered to be a fad, was larger than expected and had quite a few buildings.

“fizzle.”

And, as expected, the road ahead was completely blocked off, as expected from a densely populated area.

I was wondering where all the infected people around me had gone, but it seems they were all gathered here.

“The entrance is blocked.”

“I guess it was a shelter.”

In front of Seun Shopping Mall, there were barricades and guard posts erected for military purposes.

Of course, the outpost that had lost its owner had already been occupied by dozens of infected people for a long time.

I started looking around diligently to see if there was another way.

“… … I can’t see the road.”

However, because the commercial area and building were very closed structures, the access roads were limited.

As I said the road would be easy, it seems my ominous prediction was not wrong.

We had to sit still for a while and watch the infected swarming around.

“Snake.”

But at that moment, Private Lee Hyeon-su, who had been sitting quietly, approached Private Oh Chan-il as if a good idea occurred to him and whispered.

“It’s going to snow right now.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Then how about over there?”

In the place that Private Lee Hyeon-su pointed to, there was an overpass connecting to the shopping district.

“Are you crazy? Are you going in there?”

The skywalks on each side were teeming with infected people.

I guarantee you that if you go in there, you won’t last a minute and you’ll be in the same situation.

But Private Lee Hyeon-su held out his palm as if there was another way and turned it over.

“Why don’t you just go in and get on the roof?”

“what?”

“The roof is safe, isn’t it?”

A canopy and roof are installed above the skywalk to block out sunlight.

The snowstorm was blocking out the noise, so I thought I wouldn’t be detected if I passed over there.

The problem, however, was that the skywalk was too high and the wind was too strong.

“… …Can you do it?”

“It is the only way.”

The group looked at each other for a while, wondering if this wasn’t right.

But Private Lee Hyeon-su started to start the engine with an expression of anticipation.

“Were you scared?”

Not only that, but who on earth would fall for such childish provocation?

“No?”

“Hyunsoo, you suddenly became cocky.”

But that was my mistake.

At the childish provocation of asking if they were scared, Oh Chan-il and Kim Jin-kyung’s switch was pressed.

They say that if you like each other, you start to resemble each other, but as time went by, our team became more one-dimensional.