Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 237
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99. Four Axes (3)
When I was in school, there were no subjects like duels or sparring using cold weapons.
In a one-on-one battle, only guns were considered the only god, and other weapons were considered meaningless.
Even Jang Gi-yeong, who was steeped in romance, said that he would rather have a pistol than fight with a sword.
In reality, it is extremely rare to have experience fighting against humans using cold weapons while on the battlefield.
Cold weapons were mainly used as auxiliary equipment in one-sided battles.
Just because he’s a Chinese hunter doesn’t mean he received any special training.
Even their training period was less than a year.
It’s like what we call “training center hunters” or “academy hunters”, where they are taught only the essential skills for a short period of time and then sent out to the battlefield.
Well, if you can use a cool weapon like the Blue Dragon, you might have some training.
There is no need to worry about it.
“······.”
I come down the stairs and look out into the square, where headlights and flares blur my vision.
At least ten Chinese soldiers were aiming their guns, and in front of them stood a man with his arms crossed, holding a green dragon sword that looked like something out of a Three Kingdoms movie.
What did he say to me?
It’s Chinese.
I still don’t know Chinese and I have no intention of learning it.
When I made a gesture indicating that I didn’t understand, one of the Chinese people started talking in Korean.
“They are asking if you are a real professor.”
Fluent pronunciation.
Are you a Korean living in China?
I felt a little curious, but I ignored it and answered them.
“Yes.”
Then the Blue Dragon started talking again.
The interpreter said.
“Why is there no golden fleece?”
He laughed at the question and glared straight at the man called Baitou.
“Are you still wearing all the medals you’ve received so far?”
The interpreter relayed my message to Baitou.
Baitou laughed out loud.
It’s the kind of “outrageous” you’d see in a Chinese martial arts movie.
Baitou walked towards me, holding the Azure Dragon Sword.
He’s babbling something in Chinese.
“The Bytow Hunter says he won’t kill you.”
“Huh? Really?”
“You’re saying that there’s no need to kill me since my skills are far superior to yours. However, I’ll take you prisoner······.”
“Are you thinking of torturing me?”
“We are civilized people. We plan to capture you and protest to the South Korean government.”
Baitou muttered something while swinging his Azure Dragon Sword.
“And I will take the golden fleece as ransom from you.”
He smiled broadly, glaring at Baitou without saying anything.
He has short hair, a angular face that looks like he’s had a hard time, he’s not very tall and his body is far from beautiful, but he has a particularly strong feel in his legs and waist.
Above all, those eyes.
It has that kind of brilliance that only those who have been victorious can have.
Srrrrung-
He walked towards him, pulling out his axe.
Well, I guess it’s a good thing.
If this can buy me some time, that’s fine.
“Park Gyu.”
Ha Tae-hoon looked at me from behind with worried eyes and said.
“Win.”
He answered him, raising his hand holding the axe behind his back.
I have no intention of losing.
I have no intention of giving up on my goal.
I am greedy.
I will escape from here with the disc from the tomb of Jonnaenon, keeping my companions alive.
That’s why I still don’t turn off the communicator.
“Oops.”
Da-jeong’s voice can still be heard through the speaker of the communicator.
“I got the axe back, but the arm I was holding onto fell off······.”
He snickered and walked quickly towards Baitou.
The Blue Dragon Sword moved as if dancing and struck the wall of blades in front of me as if it was going to stab me.
Although it is just a simple pose, it is a scene where the advantage and disadvantage between me and Baitou are clearly revealed.
Rich.
There is an absolute difference in the distance.
What this means is that no matter what happens, Bytou has the right to attack first.
It’s the same whether you’re attacking or defending.
Ultimately, if I want to catch Bytou, I have to meet the condition of digging in and creating a gap, and I don’t like it when anything comes with a condition.
Baitou will have many methods and experiences to deal with such attempts at digging.
If it weren’t for that, he wouldn’t have accepted my challenge to a duel.
What was Baitou talking about?
The voice was too small to be interpreted, but I think I know what he was saying.
It’s a call to jump in.
“Retrieve the second axe! Skeleton! I now have a double axe like Skeleton! Skeleton. Are you listening?”
“huh.”
Dajeong responded to the call and ran forward.
Boo–
The Blue Dragon Sword’s red tassel attached to its blade flutters wildly, trying to block my movements.
fast.
Chaengkang!
“······.”
And strong.
In particular, the muscle strength is very strong.
Although he was of average build, he seemed to radiate incredible strength from his tiger-like waist and legs.
He stepped on the rear staff to calm them down and create some distance as the axe was pushed forward without warning.
Boo–
The Blue Dragon Sword once again flips its blade while waving its dizzying red tassels, and then pursues me like a guided missile.
I tried to dodge because my posture was broken.
A flash of blade brushed the hem of my clothes, then changed course in the air and stabbed me as I ran away.
Chaengkang!
This time he blocked it with two axes.
Baitou’s cold gaze is directed at me.
There was a bitter cynicism in the corner of his mouth.
He was saying something to me.
I pushed away the blades that I had been ignoring with all my might and stepped back.
That’s how the first sum was concluded.
“······.”
I took a deep breath, glared at the bastard, and collected my thoughts.
Certainly, the nickname of China’s strongest is not just for decoration.
Strong, fast and experienced.
He has the skill to take me prisoner rather than kill me.
Well, most of that advantage would come from the difference in weapons.
For a moment, I felt resentful of my mentor, Jang Gi-yeong, who had given me the double axe.
“Enemy drone approaching.”
Even as the blood dries, Da-jeong’s voice continues to be heard.
“This time, I’m not sure. I might lose.”
“It’s okay to lose.”
“Skeleton.”
“But do your best.”
“Okay! I’ll do that! Like a skeleton!”
Since I can’t see the screen, I don’t know what’s going on in the mausoleum right now.
Baitou looked back and muttered something to the interpreter.
Soon the interpreter spoke loudly.
“The Baitou Hunter said it was pretty good. He said it was a waste to kill it.”
“Weren’t you going to spare my life? You said you were going to take me prisoner?”
“The opinion of Baitou Hunter is that it may be difficult to capture it as a prisoner if you try to deal with it head-on.”
“so?”
“Here, they are saying that if you admit defeat, they will treat you with respect. In other words, they are saying that they will recognize you as a prisoner of war. They didn’t say how you would be treated, but it would be at least officer-level.”
“Hoo.”
He pretended to be interested.
Even though we just engaged in a bloody fight, we never forget our original purpose.
My goal is to just kill time.
I stared at the three flares falling beyond the headlights.
The three flares that were raised quite high have now come down quite a bit.
It will soon hit the ground.
And then darkness will come again.
“What’s the answer?”
The interpreter asked.
“Well, I’m thinking about it.”
“You have 3 minutes to decide. As you know, you originally had no choice. The Bytou Hunter is showing special mercy to those who would not be satisfied even if you shot them dead right away. So know your place.”
“······.”
I see the flares falling.
Coming soon.
It will soon crash to the ground.
He spoke into the communicator.
“To your seats.”
Ha Tae-hoon goes up.
Cheon Yeong-jae, who was ordered to remain silent, must also be curled up somewhere in that tall building casting a dark shadow.
Tata tata tata tang!!
A gunshot was heard over the radio.
It seems that Da-jeong’s side has now entered into a full-scale battle.
The clicking sound is quite distinct, as if the controller is being handled roughly.
Bang! Bang!
“ha.”
I walked forward while listening to Dajeong’s regretful breathing.
“What’s the answer?!”
The interpreter asked nervously.
He answered, looking straight at Baitou.
“······I am a professor.”
Baitou’s eyes were furrowed.
“Professor.”
He took my call sign and said:
I nodded and rushed at him again.
Baitou smiles brightly and points his cool blade at me like before.
He muttered something in Chinese.
Maybe this time he means he won’t let me off easy.
You don’t have to look after it.
It’s true that the advantage between us is absolutely in Baitou’s favor, but I also have a means to offset it.
The secret that made humans the lords of all creation.
It’s a throw.
I felt the acceleration attached to my body in my shaking vision, and at the same time, I glared at the expanding Azure Dragon Sword as if it was going to stab my neck at any moment, and threw the axe in my right hand.
The blue dragon sword aimed at my neck dances as it tries to intercept the flying axe.
At that moment, my left hand also threw another axe.
Double throwing.
It’s a technique that’s rarely used.
Because in a sense, it’s an act of giving up all of my weapons.
however.
Chaengkang!
I only use this technique when I am confident.
Baitou’s Azure Dragon Sword struck the first axe, but almost at the same time, the axe he threw spun around violently and flew towards Baitou’s knee.
And at a pretty precarious height, too.
You can tell that Baitou’s physical abilities are superior just by looking at his leaps.
Without any prior movement, he easily dodged an axe flying at him from 50 centimeters above the ground.
He looks at me in the air, grinning with his teeth, having frustrated both of my axes.
I am confident of victory.
But it wasn’t just two axes that I threw.
There is a third throw.
That’s me, Park Gyu-da.
bang!
The sound of a tin can being smashed was heard over the communicator.
Hearing the sound of a celebratory cannon, I glanced sideways at the blade of the Blue Dragon Sword passing by in front of me.
He dug into the bastard’s street.
The bastard is still floating in the air.
Before my first axe had even hit the ground, I had targeted Polearm’s well-known, yet rarely exploited, weakness.
Snap!
I grabbed the spear.
The blade rotates, but my body is already beyond the blade.
thud!
Landed.
“you?!”
And pulled.
No matter how strong your legs are, you can’t use them while floating in the air.
Just like Antaeus, who was strangled to death by Hercules.
In an instant, he glared at Baitou, who was being dragged along with the spear, and stepped forward with his front paw, aiming for his chin with his elbow.
puck!
The elbow, with the weight on it, slammed into Baitou’s jaw.
Baitou’s eyes opened and his head bowed.
The two words victory flashed through my mind, but at the same time I felt admiration.
Even though he lost consciousness, Baitou’s two hands did not let go of the spear.
The moment his unconscious body fell like a bundle of straw, the two axes also fell to the ground, spreading the refreshing song of steel around them.
“This is Professor. I have subdued Baitou.”
The bewildered voices of Chinese people can be heard here and there.
He quickly retrieved the closest axe that had fallen to the ground, helped Baitou up, and aimed for his neck.
He waved his arm to make him release the Azure Dragon Sword, then set him up as a shield while he was unconscious.
Bang! Tata tang!
Gunshots are still ringing out of the speakers.
I looked at the Chinese people calmly.
Their expressions were impossible to discern due to the backlighting of the headlights, but their movements and commotion were felt.
The magnitude of the shock they received.
And I wait for the darkness that will soon come.
A moment later, three flares fell to the ground.
and.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Six aimed shots, almost in rapid succession.
Where is that bullet headed?
Clang-
These are the lights that illuminate us.
The car’s headlights suddenly went out, and pitch-black darkness enveloped us for a moment.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Tata ta tata tang!
Another gunshot rang out through the darkness that had come like a curtain.
A new gunshot is accompanied by screams.
I abandoned Baitou and ran towards the stairs.
“Park Gyu.”
Ha Tae-hoon was waiting for me with a pale face.
He held the gun out to me.
“You really······.”
“Can you stop being so impressed?”
He smirked and pointed his gun at the window.
Tata tata tang!
The vehicles moved hurriedly as the screams and urgent voices of the Chinese army echoed everywhere.
“They are withdrawing.”
After a brief report on the situation, Cheon Yeong-jae, who had been maintaining silence, finally burst into cheers.
“Fuck. You fucking bastards. Go back to your continent.”
“Good job, Youngjae.”
“Compared to Senior Park, he’s nothing.”
“The situation is not over yet.”
It’s literal.
The most important fight remains.
I headed towards the monitor.
The dark screen that filled the tablet was filled with a shaky field of vision that was difficult to follow.
Tata tang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots from drones.
In the shaking screen, the server room lights flickered like stars, the gloomy green light from the nuclear battery, and the corpse of Jon Nae-non with both arms missing were dimly visible.
Bang! Bang!
The screen suddenly went black.
“this.”
Ha Tae-hoon tilted his head.
“Did you get caught on camera?”
no.
The screen returned again.
and.
Bang!
The metallic clanging sound was clearly transmitted through the speakers.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound grew louder and louder, and soon sparks could be seen flying nearby.
Bang!
“Ha. You poisonous bastard.”
I could hear Da-jeong’s voice, quite out of breath.
“Oh, shit. The Ringel needle fell out.”
After a brief muttering, Da-jeong spoke brightly.
“Skeleton!”
She calls me.
I answered the call with a smile.
“huh.”
“I won!”
“Good job.”
Won the two most important battles.
There were four axes in the center.
But the battle is not over yet.