Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 71
Only Krnovel
42. Paradise (4)
Crunch.
Everything has a price.
I felt that the time to fight for a cause or the fate of the world had long passed, but if that trajectory intersects with my survival, wouldn’t I be fighting for a cause?
I checked my weapons and confirmed my capture.
I removed the Sakyungdo and other things to make it the same as Sakyungdo, while digging a death trap in my bunker.
We must prepare for battle.
I’m not planning on using my base as a defensive stronghold.
It’s obvious as day that if the soon-to-arrive National Assembly forces fail to drive out that group, those guys who are probably part of the Legion faction, the sparks will fly to me.
At that time, you won’t be able to fool them with your three-inch tongue.
They will probably drive me hard, search everything, and maybe even torture me.
While I was painting the stairs leading down to the main bunker, Ji Young-hee came to see me.
He went to the stomach house and greeted her.
“The blood test results came back. I radioed but haven’t heard back.”
“I suddenly started feeling unwell.”
“Do you have a cold?”
“It seems like there is a similar vibe.”
“I hope you get well soon. Oh, by the way, Hunter Park, are you going to continue living there? It bothers me that someone as capable as Hunter Park is living in seclusion in a place like this.”
“It’s okay. Actually, my knees aren’t good. I can’t walk much.”
I studied her face, lying as if I was breathing.
Still a businesslike and mechanical face.
She was beautiful, but for some reason she looked like a doll without any humanity.
In the past, I felt like the humanity that I secretly resented toward my father had been diluted.
Even if she hadn’t suffered any hardships, this too would have been a change that the war had left behind in her.
Ji Young-hee said as she looked at the day in the shade.
“Are you interested in the Legion?”
“No. I’m not interested in any group. I’m just tired of it. I don’t fit in with organizational life.”
“I see. I’m going to go.”
She handed me the blood test results.
The results are normal.
Neither Rebecca nor Sue have any major issues.
However, Rebecca said that her liver function was not good, so she enclosed a bottle of pills to improve her liver function.
With the added warning that it should be taken once a day, after meals.
Moments later, vehicles including trailers and trucks left the scene.
Although the large vehicles were gone, the runway was busy with workers restoring the runway and technicians restoring airplanes.
There were many people, but what caught my eye was a white airplane that seemed so absurdly beautiful in this terrible world.
Now with two wings, it looked ready to fly away gracefully at any moment.
Suddenly a thought occurred to me.
If you could get on that plane, where would you go?
This is a Q&A with Park Cheol-ju.
I guess India is better.
They said they closed the crack there.
But when I get there, I’m a stranger.
These are people who divide each other into classes by creating a caste system that is as cruel as monsters.
If a foreigner with a different appearance were to go there, wouldn’t they be treated like a talking monkey?
What about the Ogasawara Islands?
I didn’t have any thoughts on this, but after hearing what Chairman Park Cheol-ju said, I became interested.
But even if you go there, the situation won’t be much different.
I will still be a foreigner since I can’t speak a word of Japanese.
Even in Korea, where would I, a foreigner, have a place to go?
I gazed around the fortified bunker and found my laptop tucked away in a corner, then opened it.
I saw some trivial articles coming up quietly.
“······hmm.”
Yeah, here it is.
This is my paradise.
Let’s say it like that.
If you think about it too deeply, you’ll just get mentally ill.
*
The radio rang loudly from early in the morning.
“This is Colonel Cho Seong-yong of the 21st Pioneer Corps. Can you hear me? This is Colonel Cho Seong-yong of the 21st Pioneer Corps. The area you are occupying without permission is land that has been granted to our Pioneer Corps. All rights except for the use, profit, and disposal of the land are ours. Once again······.”
I quickly washed my face and checked the external appearance.
“······Fuck.”
A disappointing report arrived that made me curse on my own.
It’s a pioneer group.
Woo Min-hee, do you have any thoughts?
Sending such trash at a time when the opponent is assumed to be a legion faction.
The core of the Legion faction is not the equipment.
Their heart is made up of veteran soldiers who have been through thick and thin.
The authors of Park Cheol-ju’s bodyguards that I witnessed were all soldiers with extensive combat experience.
Probably not a bodyguard or anything.
It’s a legion.
Everyone, including Kim Pil-seong, is a member of the Legion.
How can a tycoon whose house was destroyed and who was reduced to a beggar keep his powerful bodyguard?
So you were just pretending to be crazy?
I observed the situation as various thoughts came to mind.
Jo Seong-yong brought about ten vehicles, including an armored vehicle.
“We will now begin the search. Please cooperate.”
Pioneers wearing armbands approached the US military base.
bang!
A sharp gunshot was heard.
The screams of the terminal horse rang out.
“AAAAAHHHH!”
A scream of agony, rending itself high and clear.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
It is eerily tall and long.
Maybe the shooter induced this scream.
I went up the hill.
Sure enough, a man was lying on the floor, screaming terribly. There was blood on the floor.
“go away.”
Kim Pil-seong’s voice echoed through the walkie-talkie.
“I’ll just fly the plane and go. Our chairman is going to Japan, so why are you interfering with him like this? It’s not fun.”
At the airport, workers were loading a massive nuclear warhead into the fuselage while K-walkie-talkies blared incessantly.
The warhead was festooned with electronic devices that appeared to be detonators, something that had never been seen before.
I also noticed people who appeared to be technicians explaining something to people who appeared to be pilots.
As I watch their busy yet coordinated response, it seems like my family and Woo Min-hee’s family are becoming more and more real.
“You guys~. You don’t understand what I’m saying. Since you disobeyed the eviction order, I’ll use my power.”
Jo Seong-yong’s voice rang out from the walkie-talkie.
What on earth makes you say something like that?
After a while, Jo Seong-yong’s confidence was revealed.
Booooooooooooo–
It’s a helicopter.
A combat helicopter is flying towards us.
“Do you see it? Do you see it? You motherfuckers? I’ve got you all covered!”
Jo Seong-yong burst into laughter with his subordinates.
It is no exaggeration to say that combat helicopters are angels of death when fighting small groups of fighters.
Fast, strong and tough.
But before it could reach the scene, a sharp noise was heard in the eastern sky.
“ah.”
A sigh, probably from one of the pioneers, was heard over the radio.
It’s an anti-aircraft missile.
An anti-aircraft missile flew across the sky straight towards the helicopter.
The combat helicopter attempted evasive maneuvers, but was hit by a missile flying at Mach speed and exploded in midair.
“Is the demonstration over?”
Kim Pil-seong’s mockery rang out before the flying debris had even hit the ground.
This makes it certain.
There was already a 99% chance of this happening, but these guys.
100% legionnaire.
That means one army.
They probably activated a radar network in all directions and fired surface-to-air missiles waiting dozens of kilometers away as soon as the helicopters appeared.
Maybe they have deployed fighter jets in the sky that we can’t see.
That’s the military.
The most powerful violence that humans possess.
To deal with such an army, we must also fight back with an army.
It’s such simple common sense, but Woo Min-hee didn’t do it.
What is certain is that my fate is in jeopardy.
“Hunter Park~ Hunter Park~.”
Kim Pil-seong calls me.
You are doubting me.
This is a warning message.
No, maybe, in this situation, it might be proof that you have the luxury of finding me.
As expected.
Yeah- Yeah- Yeah- Yeah-
An ominous sound, like a ghost howling, was heard from above.
I immediately ran into the bunker and braced myself for the commotion that was about to unfold.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
bang!
It’s a long-range bombardment.
155mm shrapnel shells struck the pioneer camp as if measured with a ruler.
There is little that can stand up to the firepower of artillery.
Even monsters melt, so how much more so humans?
“Retreat! Retreat!”
Those who survived the chaos tried to turn around and run away, but the artillery shells followed them, ironically taking into account their retreat speed.
Only two of the ten vehicles managed to escape.
All that was left were countless shell holes, black ash, and corpses scattered beyond recognition.
“These little bugs have swollen livers.”
Kim Pil-seong cleared his throat.
“Park Gyu. Are you there? Can I talk to you for a moment?”
There was no answer.
There is no need to do that.
Because all I can do is let you know that I’m here.
I, Park Gyu, have left this place.
He ran away from this area without a sound.
Several drones flew into the sky.
They carefully scanned the area around my stomach house.
“Park Gyu. If you’re listening, come out. You could have pushed me. I can forgive you. Just hit me in the butt? Okay? Seriously. I don’t intend to kill you. Why are you killing the professor?”
“······.”
“Come to us. Come to the Legion. We can be treated well in the Legion. There are Awakens here too, but they don’t want to catch monsters. We have something to do. You probably don’t know what I’m talking about, but that’s how the world has become. Who knew so many North Koreans would come over?”
Kim Pil-seong keeps talking.
I just listened.
I will just listen.
Until this storm passes.
Soldiers soon appeared in my territory.
They searched the stomach house nervously.
There was a sound of objects breaking and feet being kicked against the container walls.
“Be careful. There might be booby traps around here.”
Kim Pil-sung’s voice is heard from the wiretapping device.
The guy is close.
My friend who used to fight with me in the cold war is looking for me nearby.
There are no booby traps, except for bombs placed inside dummy bunkers.
At least there was nothing that made it look like a trap to the naked eye.
There are tricks like traps that cleverly adjust the angle and steps to break your ankles, or the illusion of numerous shrubs and weeds in front of a cliff to make you take the wrong step, but no artificial objects have been installed.
Because my realm’s greatest defense is stealth itself.
The death trap is inside the bunker.
I checked the trip wire on the Claymore and double-checked the connection to the button that connected the remote detonator.
Beep- beep-
The motion sensor blinked incessantly.
East, west, south, north. Across all directions.
“There is nothing.”
“I looked for something like a ventilation shaft, but I couldn’t see anything like that.”
“There are no signs of survivors in the sewer area either.”
The wiretapping device relayed their conversation to me.
Soon, Kim Pil-seong’s voice was heard.
“What about the drone?”
“I haven’t found it yet.”
“It’s likely hiding in the bushes. Since it’s naked, assume it’s moving on foot and search the area around it. It probably can’t get very far.”
The radio rang just after that voice was heard.
“Park Gyu. Aren’t you Kim Da-ram?”
“······.”
“That sassy girl who was even a committee member. Oh, and now she’s a colonel.”
“······.”
“Colonel Kim ordered it. He planned it. He bought the nukes from the Chinese so he could wipe out those bastards who were using us for fun and throwing us away.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
Is it because of my mood?
It’s always the case that bad assumptions or imaginations become reality.
The face of my junior, who brought his family to my bunker and was amazed when he saw my toilet, flashes before my eyes.
Why did you make that choice?
Was there no other way?
Would she have made the same choice if my toilet was somewhere else?
I don’t know.
She said I looked young when she saw me.
I’m not so stupid as to not realize that it’s a bone-chilling joke.
While he was going through all sorts of hardships and facing crises at work, I must have looked like a young fool who ran away from the battlefield and leisurely built a bunker.
It’s different now.
My junior has never looked this young.
Kim Pil-sung’s sharp voice was heard from the wiretapping device.
“Connect me to Kim Da-ram. What? You’re busy? Stop talking nonsense. Tell him that Park Gyu called. Connect me immediately!”
After a moment of silence, the radio rang again.
“Hey. Park Gyu.”
“······.”
“You’re here? Yeah?”
“······.”
“Kim Da-ram said that you built a bunker here and live there? Huh? Shall we start playing hide-and-seek?”
I let out the last sigh left in my lungs and opened my eyes.
And said.
“······Here it is.”
One of the Hunter’s iron rules that Jang Gi-yeong had instilled in him flashed before his eyes.
“Come and kill me.”
Be indifferent to death.
Let me put it differently.
I won’t die ugly.
I will not be caught and slaughtered like a pig or dog.
I will hurt and bite one more person until I die.