Rust - Chapter 142



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RUST -142

A large van packed with electronic equipment.

A man with a hood pulled down low was typing on a computer keyboard with dazzling dexterity. The letters that filled the screen flew by. They were filled, erased, corrected, and passed over in an instant.

Footage shot by an action camera appeared on a monitor attached to one side. The heads of the gangsters who were hiding in a screen surrounded by civilians exploded. People were running around in confusion.

Civilians who throw themselves at the gangsters to save them. Despite that, their limbs are torn off and their heads, slightly sticking out, are blown away.

[Oh- JESUS···]

[HOLLY···]

[STOP!!!]

[Enough!!!]

The hands typing on the keyboard paused for a moment at the sight of the strike team members’ communications and bloody footage. The hacker, who clenched and unclenched his fists, turned his head and looked at several sites.

“Fuck!”

A video just uploaded to Newtube. A composition showing a dark neighborhood due to a power outage. The bright streets and tall buildings in the distance confirm that it is LA. And flames are seen rising from the center of the dark area. Gunshots are heard in the distance. Screams.

Dadadak-

The Newtube video disappeared with the sound of keyboard keystrokes. Then, they tracked the IP address that uploaded the video, wiped out the hard drive of the target computer, and overheated it.

Then, they find out the IP address and hack the cell phone registered under that address. They erase everything and overheat the cell phone, causing it to be discarded.

While I was working, another video came up. One came up, and before it could finish, two, three, four more videos started coming up in an instant.

“Fuck!”

They’re coming up all at the same time? It was clear that someone was filming the scene and inducing people to upload it.

‘Since the EMP silenced the surrounding area, it won’t be much if you come up, right?’

What the hell. Then what are these things that are coming up now? If this thing blows up, I’m sure I’ll be dragged around with a leash on again.

I’m sick of these hypocrites. These guys who hide information, cover up lies, and cover up crimes… Once I finish this, I’ll be famous.

Asia would be good. Thailand or Malaysia? If you think about security, Korea and Japan, but Japan was ruined by the earthquake and tsunami… You can choose between Korea, Thailand, and Malaysia.

I cleared 4 in a short while, and now there are 11. The commander was yelling into the radio, as if the shit line was burning.

[Chijik… What are you doing now! You can’t handle it quickly!]

“I am doing it.”

[Whew- If it spreads, you’re finished.]

“······.”

You’re the one who’s going to be finished. I’m going to be fucked.

The fingers of the person wearing a hood pulled down deeply moved busily.

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The commander threw down the tablet containing the news.

On the cracked screen, the faces of the female anchor and reporter were visible.

[Rabbit News is reporting from the scene···]

[··· The area has suffered an unknown power outage, and it is difficult to make phone calls to residents. Regarding the network being paralyzed, the telecommunications company said···]

[The California National Guard is blocking the surrounding area. There is growing controversy over whether the National Guard was deployed according to proper procedures. Let’s hear from local residents.]

[··· Why is the power out only in areas where blacks, poor people, and homeless people gather? And why are the roads blocked? What does that gunshot sound mean?]

The scene began with black people gathering one by one, holding pickets, near the blacked-out area, and chants began to ring out.

[Black Lives Matter!! (Black Lives Matter, BLM)]

[Black Lives Matter!!]

[···As the number of protesters gradually increases, the possibility of physical conflict increases as protesters move toward roads controlled by the California National Guard.]

[In response, the California state government declared a state of emergency and announced that it would hold a special legislative session and hearings. Isn’t that unusual?]

[Yes, you can see this as proof that the current events in LA are not trivial.]

The situation was getting more serious by the minute. The operation to stop the LA riots was starting to turn into a trigger for the LA riots.

Where did the problem start?

Communications were cut off by EMP, but how did they respond so quickly? Were they prepared? No, that’s not it. If they had prepared, they would have been prepared for EMP as well. If that’s the case, then this means that they had worked on this method in advance.

‘The press. Broadcasting. There are some kids they planted here.’

Because something felt strange, the broadcasting station immediately raised the helicopter, flew a drone to film, and broadcast an emergency news report to focus attention. Then, as if they had prepared in advance, protesters began to gather.

“FUCK···.”

This was how the adjutant who refused the order to wipe everything out would become a hero. He would be seen as the crazy commander who insisted on massacring civilians. And that was good.

There was a bigger problem. What if the operation ended in vain, without clearing out the gangs and cartels despite all this crap? What would happen then?

The commander pressed his lips together tightly. The United States was weakening. And it was festering from within.

[···Snipers shoot at civilians.]

[They say they sniped a gangster hiding among the civilians.]

[···Does it make sense to use snipers to kill someone without any evidence that they are a gang member?]

[Even if they are a gang, they should be judged by the law. It is illegal to kill someone who is not resisting like that.]

[Shooting unarmed civilians and civilians with snipers is massacre, no matter what excuse you give.]

[Black Lives Matter!!]

[Black Lives Matter!!]

[As the protests grow in size, the risk of clashes with the California National Guard, which is blocking the area and controlling roads, is increasing. Rabbit News on the scene···]

The operation now became a race against time. The decapitation operation had to be successful, no matter what the outcome.

The commander checked the snipers’ locations on the map. They were definitely trying to find a way out using the broadcast.

‘The direction the protesters are going is where the broadcasting station reporters are gathered, so they’ll go there. Move the sniper deployment…’

As the commander was reorganizing the situation board, moving the mark symbolizing the sniper, the door opened. Soldiers and officers in military police uniforms came in, saluted the commander, and spoke in a low voice.

“As of this moment, operational command has been reclaimed.”

The quiet operation situation room.

“Come with us.”

“······.”

The commander stood up.

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A well filled with the smell of gasoline.

In the intermediate treatment plant where several waterways converged, people with bloodshot eyes were screaming.

‘Fuck. What the fuck is that?’

It was unrealistic to see a dozen or so homeless people and poor people who had taken drugs being torn to pieces in an instant as they rushed in.

If the worst comes to the worst, they would pour gasoline into the waterways to render firearms useless. Shooting guns in a confined space overflowing with gasoline would mean asking to die together.

Whether it was special forces or special forces grandfathers, if they couldn’t use firearms, all that was left was to use a knife. What would happen if they released the drug dealers and started using a knife? The result was clear to anyone who thought about it. How could they defeat drug dealers who were overwhelmingly outnumbered and had knives?

But. That.

What the fuck is that?

Maru moved forward silently.

At some point, the faint sound of gunfire from behind stopped. One of two things. Either they were all wiped out, or the gasoline on the floor rendered the guns useless. Whatever it was, Maru calmly swung his sword.

‘There weren’t any such guys hanging around.’

If there were a lot of guys like the guy who threw the grenade or the guy holding the metal bat, I would have been tired. I thought I should put in a neutralizer, but in a situation like this, I didn’t think I would need to go that far. The newly supplied knife was good, and since I adjusted the output appropriately, my condition wasn’t bad.

Bukak-

The sword that cut diagonally through the shoulder and torso at once turned to the side. Then, with a light cutting sound, the neck fell off.

Since they were weaklings who would crawl and attack even if you cut off their limbs, the most certain way was to cut off their heads or dismember them.

Kwoooooooooooo!

Uwaaaaaaah!

Even though they witnessed the people dying in vain with their own eyes, the drug dealers continued to press forward. Even though their necks were cut off and their bodies were torn to pieces, the drug dealers, relying on knives and skewers, rushed towards their rusty deaths.

Tingling tingling

Coming.

Maru could tell for sure.

The fight I had at the Royal Marina in Busan. I had become accustomed to subtle sensations through the bloody fights I had experienced in Japan. Those guys were hiding among the drug dealers.

A homeless man ran towards me with his mouth wide open like a zombie. Thick drool flowed out from between his yellow teeth. The man behind him crouched down and thrust out a sharp iron pipe.

Ting

The iron pipe was cut with a light metallic sound. Then the homeless man split horizontally, and the top of the head of the guy hiding behind it opened like a can lid. He staggered a few steps and fell forward, causing the contents of his head to spill out.

Whoaaaaah!

Time passed slowly. Between the spaces divided by cuts like in the photo, I could see things moving. Things stabbing left and right at the same time. One was aiming for the torso, the other for the legs.

fast.

He was faster than that guy just now. He was as fast as the kid with the tear tattoo who was swinging his sword. He lowered his shield to block his legs, and deflected the blade that was about to stab his torso. As soon as the attack failed, the two guys hid among the thugs.

One with a Jamadhar in both hands, the other with a machete. Crouching down, the men who were out of sight aimed at the floor. They were the ones who were just killing time by getting on my nerves.

After stabbing him a few times, he decided that it was no longer possible and began to induce a war of attrition. He was trying to wear down his stamina. I wonder where he got all these medicine men. The corpses started piling up to the point where it was too much to trip over.

‘These kids···.’

I remembered what Executive Director Choi had done. If I didn’t get rid of all these bastards here, I knew I was going to be tired for a long time.

Across from the guys who were hiding like cockroaches, avoiding eye contact, I saw a kid who was shouting something loudly. It seemed like he was the highest ranking guy in the place.

after-

Maru took a deep breath and kicked the floor.

Woojik- The body on the floor rose up behind the sound of the bones of the corpse being stepped on. Maru, who had jumped up diagonally, began to run diagonally along the wall. Following the thumping footsteps, cracks in the shape of footprints followed on the cement structure.

“Stop it!”

The guy who had been shouting realized that he was the target and became thoughtful and pointed at the floor.

Bang – One step, I climbed up the wall and stepped onto the ceiling. Bang – Two steps – I dropped from the ceiling to the floor and jumped again. In an instant, the distance between me and the bastard narrowed, and he froze and screamed.

“Maaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

A thrilling murderous intent felt from behind. Maru immediately put on his shield like a backpack. The machete bounced off the shield with a dull impact. In that brief moment, the bastard rushed towards Maru’s back.

A small smile appeared on Maru’s previously expressionless lips.

‘You’re caught.’

The blade pointed at the hardened thing and drew a round circle.

A pitch-black full moon created by the pitch-black blade rose on one side of the empty space.

one.

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two.

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A distorted appearance in a dark space.

Time, which had stopped for a moment, shattered like a broken glass window.

Even the ones that were hardened.

That bastard who was after Maru’s back.

And the pharmacists around there too.

Things that were where the black full moon rose were torn horizontally.