Rust - Chapter 136



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RUST -136

Virginia was turned upside down by the rumor of riots in LA. Unlike before, there were many venture companies in the LA area. If even a spark flew to the place where companies were gathered, it would be really serious.

“What’s going on? Is this a sign of a riot?”

What the hell is the reason? Is it black again? Or Latino? What the hell is the problem? Even in superhero movies these days, white people are just supporting characters!

“Has the controversy over excessive suppression erupted again?”

“No. The last report said that they were talking about bloody revenge centered around gangs and cartels.”

“Revenge? What kind of revenge do you fucking criminals have? What did the DEA do?”

“There have been so many cases in LA recently that it’s hard to pinpoint them specifically. The FBI has had six cases, the DEA has had nine, the Department of Homeland Security has had three, and we have had seven.”

“There wasn’t a riot, was there?”

“It hasn’t exploded yet.”

“Send a negotiation team to stop the riot before it breaks out. If it’s difficult, buy some time.”

“The Department of Homeland Security has requested our cooperation in turning the case over.”

“I told you not to be a jerk. If you had done your job properly, you would have stopped the riot before it happened. We’ll sort it out.”

“What should Japs do?”

“So. Where are those kids going?”

“Towards the Rust Belt.”

“Where is the Rust Belt?”

“If you look at the road, Detroit is a strong candidate.”

“Detroit?”

“yes.”

“You damn idiot. Why did you have to go to Detroit?”

I guess I had some kind of fantasy about old Detroit, it would be great if the Japs crawled in on their own two feet.

After the Detroit bankruptcy, all the white people left and the only ones left were black people. In terms of racial ratio, it is a city where black people make up over 82%. It is a city of brothers where black gangs have a firm grip on the darkness of the city.

An Asian goes in there? He’ll definitely stand out.

White people say they are racist, but do you think black people won’t be racist? It was a good thing. If things get worse, we can pump up the gangs and sort things out.

“I guess we can just leave it for now. Let the Japs manage their positions and focus on LA.”

“yes.”

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A broken wall. A house with one side of the wall torn off.

“Uh- Hey- Is it really okay here?”

The nurse looked around anxiously. The residential area on the outer road that circled the city was completely in ruins.

In the newspapers and on the news, there were only things like, ‘A city rebuilding, Detroit dreaming of revival,’ but I had no idea that the situation was still this serious.

A Department of Homeland Security officer radioed in from a preceding trailer truck.

[Shall we go into the city right now?]

“No, I’d like you to look around a little more.”

[Yes. Then we will go up the river from near the lake.]

“please.”

What nonsense is this about UNESCO, culture and arts, design city, retro sensibility? When I saw the outside of Detroit in person, it was worse than I thought.

The nurse’s expression changed to a bereft expression as she turned the corner. It seemed as if she was suffering from PTSD at the sight of Japan, devastated by the earthquake and tsunami.

“Are you okay?”

It was Ms. Kim who was going into mental management, seeing the nurse in the rearview mirror.

“Ah- yes-”

“It’s okay because it’s only this side.”

As Kim Yang said, let’s go to a place with a good view near the lake, and the street gradually changed into a normal street. There is a ruin within 5 or 10 minutes of walking, and a normal street is right next to it.

Across the river and lake was Canada, where Windsor International Airport is located. The luxury outlets are on the Canadian side, so people go there to shop on weekends, he said.

[From here, we will go straight up, then turn around and enter the city.]

“Yes, I would like to take the main road if possible.”

[All right.]

Following the preceding trailer truck, I drove along the riverside road and circled about halfway out of the city center, checking out the buildings purchased by the Department of Homeland Security. There were three buildings to choose from.

The first was a 25-story building with three underground levels in a densely populated area of ​​downtown Detroit. If I chose this place, it was close to a hospital that nurses would go to. It was within walking distance?

It was also easy to get to Canada, as the Windsor Tunnel was right in front of us. The downside was that it seemed to have been abandoned for a bit too long.

[How is it?]

“I guess I’ll have to look elsewhere.”

The second was an old building right on the river. It was close to the Ambassador Bridge and the park and the dock, but it didn’t look as good as the first building I saw. It had a quaint charm because it was an old building, but that was it.

And the last building. It was a building on the northeast side of 8 miles that I had heard of somewhere. It was a three-story building with a wide side. It used to be a building that simultaneously operated a car center, car remodeling, and used car sales. So even though it was only a three-story building, it was well over 10 meters tall.

[Even though Detroit’s public safety has improved a lot, it would still be more comfortable to live 8 miles north.]

A Ministry of Land, Infrastructure and Transport employee secretly recommended the last building.

“Why are all the buildings like this?”

Kim Yang complained. All the gold that he had cherished and treasured melted down to build these buildings?

“That’s because I need it urgently. Let’s just avoid the worst.”

“Riverside. Old and stinky.”

The second building was eliminated. The transportation was not particularly good, and the location was close to the pier, but it was not connected to the pier, so there were only a lot of cars passing by, and it didn’t look very useful. Above all, it was an old building, so there were many problems such as the parking lot space, and it was difficult to use it as a shelter.

Kim Yang glanced at the nurse and carefully chose the first building she saw. If she wanted to send the nurse to work, a building near the hospital would be good. The building was also quite large. Since there were buildings nearby, it seemed like she could avoid endings like bombing, missiles, or self-propelled artillery or mortar attacks.

“The first building. It’s good for nurses to go to work, and it’s good for defense and escape.”

The 25th floor wasn’t a bad sniping point. There was also a helicopter landing pad on the roof. If necessary, it was easy to escape by attaching a rope to the building next door.

Maru liked what I saw last. First of all, it had the largest floor area. It looked like it would be good to build a warehouse next to it like a wall, or stack containers like a wall. The foundation looked solid, and the open space seemed wide enough to be able to fix and build things as you like, so it looked good for stockpiling supplies.

“How about here? Since the land is wide, it seems like it would be easy to build a wall with containers and do various things inside.”

“me too···.”

The nurses also seemed to like this area better, perhaps because it was a relatively clean street.

“No.”

Kim Yang was firm. It wasn’t Gold Bar’s revenge…

“It’s too far away from the surrounding buildings.”

“What if we build another building over there?”

“That still doesn’t work. Attack, defense, and escape are all ambiguous.”

Maru nodded at Kim Yang’s knife-like cut. Certainly, such a building was vulnerable to pinpoint bombing from the air. It was also more difficult to defend than other buildings.

So, a 25-story building was decided to be the shelter.

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The building construction turned out to be a bigger deal than expected.

It looked fine on the outside. But it wasn’t the inside. The electrical wiring was so worn out that they had to do electrical work, and the ventilation system had to be replaced. The elevator, which had been neglected for nearly 20 years, was better to install a new one than to repair it. It was a miraculous scene where two things had to be repaired after one was fixed.

Kim Yang was at a loss. The dollars in his bank account were evaporating in real time. Is it really that much money to repair a 25-story building? Yes, it was a perfectly good building. But what is this? Isn’t it a dollar-eating hippopotamus?

Kim Yang felt like her heart was pounding and she was out of breath. She had barely managed to save up about 200 million after struggling for several years, but after a few days of construction, not only 200 million, but 2 billion was on the verge of disappearing.

It was Ms. Kim, who was holding onto the floor with trembling hands. No. Don’t do this. We’ve had enough. Shelter, you say. Do we really need to spend money like this when we don’t know when things will go wrong? Ms. Kim’s eyes were sorrowful.

“why?”

“Still far?”

“We need to build an underground oil storage facility, build a water tank, put in a power generation system again, put on solar film, and we’re currently looking into a solar thermal system. I think we also need to reinforce the insulation.”

At Maru’s words, Kim Yang simply opened her eyes wide. If they had gone to the third building, wouldn’t they have just built a wall with containers, stacked oil tanks for tankers in the wide space, and ended up with that?

It was a three-story building, so there was no need for an elevator, and even if there was, a freight elevator would have been all it took.

So bombing from the air? If they dropped bombs, all you had to do was watch them carefully and dodge. If they told you to cut the falling bombs with a knife, that would have been all you had to do.

Moisture began to form in Kim Yang’s eyes.

Gold changed into dollars, and those dollars were melting to decorate a perfectly good building.

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cabinet.

One of the team leaders uploaded the data.

“The material you are now viewing is the material submitted by the negotiation team that went to LA.”

The people sitting at the table handed over their documents.

“Huh- What is this world going to become?”

“Gangs? Cartels? Are criminals holding LA hostage right now and threatening it?”

Isn’t this the same as taking a city hostage? This was terrorism. This was a terrorist threat.

“The United States will not compromise with terrorists.”

“Did you find their hideout?”

“They are the ones who are inciting riots. They must be punished severely.”

“That’s right. The international situation is chaotic, so we need to end this preemptively before things get worse.”

The conference room quickly became noisy.

“What they are demanding is the identity of the person responsible for the next incident.”

A rest area and a remote road appeared on the screen.

“The rest area you are looking at now is where the M Black Brothers gang and the Peace Panic Cartel met.”

The picture flashed. Bullet marks and bloodstains appeared here and there, and then a video of corpses lined up in a row came to mind.

“On the M Black Brothers side, a mid-level gang leader was killed, and in Peace Panic, the cousin of the cartel leader was killed.”

“Didn’t they die among themselves?”

“That’s not true. Those who caused this incident took care of the two organizations at the rest stop, then went on the outskirts road and encountered the two organizations pursuing them.”

The screen was filled with scrapped cars and bloodstains on the road. The slideshow that followed showed a horrific traffic accident scene.

“All members of the two pursuing organizations were annihilated.”

“Who are you?”

Looking at the photos from the scene, it was said that 40 to 50 people were killed in a single fell swoop. With a crack, the image changed. A delicate face with blurry eyes appeared.

“I am Vladimir Kalin, who escaped the Japanese catastrophe and became a naturalized American citizen for providing information about the mutant barnacles.”

Step by step. The faces of Ms. Kim and the nurse came to mind one by one, and then the three faces appeared side by side on the screen.

“Both groups are demanding their safety. They say that if they are handed over, there will be no riots.”

“Hmm- Well, wouldn’t it have been over if we had just struck them first?”

“Before this incident, the DEA special ops team that was trying to take down the cartel failed, and the FBI SWAT team that was trying to arrest the gang was also annihilated. This is the footage from that time.”

There was footage of the DEA entering and being hacked to death by cartel members wielding hatchets and machetes. Then there was footage of the SWAT team being beaten with their bare hands by gangsters who rushed in despite being shot.

“In that scene just now, did the gang run in even after being shot?”

“It was common in Mozambique, Mogadishu and Iraq, so what’s surprising?”

“Who doesn’t know that? They keep running even after being shot 4 or 5 times with a machine gun.”

“Is it crystal?”

“We are guessing that is the case, as a small amount of crystals were found at the rest stop site.”

“That’s tricky. Assuming they’re crystals, is it difficult to subdue them?”

“To subdue them, we will need military assistance or the deployment of a large number of elite agents.”

“What about deploying those guys just now?”

It would be nice if things got done, but it wouldn’t be either.

“It will be difficult until we get under the Ministry of Homeland Security and receive cooperation.”

Because of the manpower shortage, it is impossible to deploy a large number of elite agents. So…

“Let’s make sure the California National Guard is prepared for any eventuality, and then hand this over to the military.”

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The site of the shelter remodel was complex and noisy.

Yeah- Yeah-

[Mr. Vladimir Kalin. This is Dan Brown from the Department of Homeland Security. Can I speak to you now?]

“Ah. Mr. Brown. Just a moment.”

Maru moved his steps to a quieter place.

[In relation to the previous gang/cartel incident, we received an official request for cooperation from Virginia.]