Rust - Chapter 143



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RUST [RUST]-143

Gasoline floated away in the flowing water, and the smell of rusty iron covered it.

Pokkak-

Maru turned on the tactical light pole and turned on the light. The dark space ahead gradually brightened and became visible. What was ahead was a large metal door.

‘huh?’

I thought the door was closed, but it wasn’t shut tightly. It was just a little bit, but it didn’t seem to be locked tightly. When I pulled the door, the heavy door began to open.

Squeeze

Maru, who had held his shield forward, waited quietly. He could not feel any murderous intent from inside. He did not feel any strange sensation at all.

Poke- Poke-

As I bent the tactical light and threw it inside, the dark space gradually brightened.

‘?’

There were signs of a hasty escape here and there. That meant that the pups blocking the way were just stalling for time. Maru’s forehead furrowed.

‘These are fried.’

Should I track it?

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Why?

Even if the beheading operation fails, it would be considered a success if they get away. Outside, the California National Guard and police are said to be working together to form a perimeter.

If that’s the case, then yes.

Maru turned around with a light heart. Those who ran away would be dealt with upstairs. So from now on, it was a search.

The interior was a luxuriously decorated space. It was as if a nobleman’s mansion had been moved underground. There were luxurious carpets on the marble floor and sofas and tables decorated with gold leaf. It was an interior that you would only see in movies or dramas.

And a pile of cash in one corner. Bundles of hundred-dollar and fifty-dollar bills were stacked up. One corner was collapsed, indicating that they had been hastily taken out.

her-

Even Maru, who had been through all sorts of hardships, was breathless. There was no way to describe the mountain of cash. It was just a jaw-dropping sight. The wads of cash I had seen in the basement of World Livestock were nothing compared to this.

Poke- Poke-

Maru, who had been walking toward the mountain of cash piled up without realizing it, suddenly stopped. No. First, he needed to search the entire place. The money wouldn’t run away. Maru forced himself to move his unsteady steps and threw lights here and there to illuminate the place.

Knock- knock-

The tactical lights began to fall on the carpet and marble floor, casting a glow. The large space gradually brightened, and a yellowish reflection began to stand out on one wall.

A yellowish glow that cannot be hidden even by the bluish light characteristic of tactical lighting.

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News reports raised suspicions that the military may have used anti-tank missiles.

[···It was a horrific scene. According to the testimonies of survivors at the time, an explosion suddenly occurred in the middle of the place.]

[Something exploded behind me, like a bomb had gone off.]

[Are you trying to kill everyone?]

[This is crazy. Why are you blocking the road? This is crazy.]

[Did you kill him because he was black?]

[He died of poverty!!]

[What is an explosion?]

[Killed by a bomb!]

[Black Lives Matter!!]

[Black Lives Matter!!]

[As protesters gather across LA, tensions are rising at the scene, which is now being cordoned off by the California National Guard.]

The screen changed to a broadcasting station.

[···There is a lot of controversy about the current siege by the National Guard. The California State Assembly is considering holding a hearing on the grounds that martial law was implemented without the consent of the Assembly. What do you think?]

[This is not martial law. As stated in the National Defense Act, if a situation arises that could pose a serious threat to security, the National Defense Forces can be operated under strict control.]

[Can you explain what the security-related situation is?]

[Of course. I can give three main examples. The first is when enemy special forces infiltrate and attack. The second is when terrorists threaten to attack. The third is when security collapses due to armed violence.]

[You said that it was an operation under strict control. Are you saying that the current blockade activities of the California National Guard are under the control of the state government?]

[The current California National Guard blockade is an action to prevent terrorist activity that poses a real threat to the safety of California.]

[I’ll ask again. Who is in control of the current lockdowns being implemented by the California National Guard? The state government? The federal government?]

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The TV turned off. The atmosphere in the situation room became heavy.

“They say the first arrest failed because of Crystal, but what are you going to do about this situation now?”

“What the hell are you doing right? Do you know that the gangs and cartels are allied with each other and you’re doing this on such a big scale?”

The mayor and the governor each had a say.

“There are several civilian casualties right now. What are you going to do about this? Didn’t you say there would be no civilian casualties? There’s chaos in the state legislature. They’re saying that we should lift the state National Guard blockade and then hold a hearing.”

The governor sighed. He had supported the blockade operation because it was revealed that gangs and cartels were colluding to cause riots and terrorism, but things were going strangely.

“There’s chaos in the city council, too. They’re asking what we’re going to do if the LA riots break out again like they did in the old days. We need to declare a state of emergency and hold those responsible accountable. Is it true that you shot civilians during the operation?”

The commander answered with a tired face.

“No, we did not attack civilians.”

“Really? Everyone here knows that you ordered the wiping out of civilians!”

“It is true that I gave the order, but the order was not actually carried out.”

“But what’s that on the news? What about the civilian deaths?”

“It appears that the gangs and cartels have been lobbying the media and broadcasting companies.”

“Are you kidding me? Lobbying? Is that what a field commander would say? Are you saying that the media is complicit in the gangs and cartels’ money and compromising our security?”

The commander, who had been holding back his desire to shout, ‘That’s right,’ responded with silence.

“Okay, okay. So what about the explosion?”

“As you can see from the footage from the strike team on the scene, one of the gang members who was cornered by snipers blew himself up.”

Footage captured on an action camera carried by the strike team. The strike team is seen approaching with both hands outstretched as if to show that they have no weapons.

Then came the scene where gunshots were fired and people covered the bodies of the gangsters. Even though the civilians threw themselves to cover the gangsters, the sniping continued without stopping. The arms and legs of the gangsters holding the guns were blown off and half of their heads were blown off.

In an instant, the resisting gangs became silent. Then, when the strike team stopped sniping and approached to arrest them, an explosion suddenly occurred. It was clearly a suicide bombing.

“Huh- Okay. Then do you have a solution?”

The commander who had been quiet opened his mouth.

“It’s about broadcasting the suicide video as news.”

As the criminals hid among the civilian population and were in danger of being caught, the video of the suicide bombing was broadcast on several broadcast stations, which slowed the spread of the protests.

This was an opportunity for Virginia and the Department of Homeland Security to release a variety of materials to the media and broadcasters. News continued to shed light on crimes committed by gangs and cartels, and on incidents in California and Los Angeles.

And finally, protesters were split after it was revealed that the currently sealed-off area was a stronghold of the infamous gangs M Black Brothers and Cartel Peace Panic.

Unconditionally opposing the suppression by force. Still, they died because they were black. They died because they were Latino. So, they died because they were poor and refugees. And no matter what, sending in the military is a bit much. Shouldn’t the blockade be lifted first? What crime did the civilians inside commit?

The latter could be persuaded: lifting the blockade would lead to gangs and cartels fleeing, which would have more dangerous consequences.

The situation, which could easily have escalated into a riot, is beginning to calm down. And just like that, news of gangs and cartel members being killed as they try to escape the California National Guard’s blockade is starting to come in.

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ah

Aaaah …

Kim Yang held her head, unable to put down the 12.7mm tungsten armor-piercing bullet.

What should I do?

What should I do?

oh my god?

What should I do? Gold. Gold. Farming. The thoughts that were floating around in my head.

The magnified image in the scope did not catch my eye. I didn’t care if I saw a guy babbling or something. I didn’t care if he was injecting the necks of the drug dealers with the auto-injector he was holding.

The already blind drug dealers started going crazy after getting injected. Kim Yang, who had been blankly watching them rush towards the strike team, pulled the trigger.

Barrett dropped a thick shell and spat out a heavy bullet.

Bam! The guy with his lower jaw broken and his neck half-off, was waving a drug syringe in the air.

There was no emotion at all. Ms. Kim had lost her motivation.

Clank-

bang!

Gunshots rang out sporadically, like a sloth slowly moving. As Kim Yang slowly fired his gun with his eyes wide open, he heard the sound of a broken fluorescent light being stepped on.

Kkajik-

When you capture the sniping point, you hear the sound of a broken fluorescent light being stepped on on the stairs leading up.

Kkajik-

Kim Yang’s previously blank eyes became blurry.

Kim Yang, who had taken Barrett and supplies, fired a grappling gun at the building next door.

ZuriRiRiRiK – The rope was released and the hook was stuck in the building next door. Kim Yang, who had secured the rope tightly, climbed in without looking back.

Ms. Kim, who slid down to the roof of a building about 13 to 14 meters away, immediately cut the rope and aimed her gun at the building she had come down from.

Kwaaaaang!!!

The bomb that had been planted exploded.

Debris falling with a thud. Flames and dust rising.

And then something flew into that hazy dust.

bang!

Clank-

The shadow that was hit by the bullet in the air fell over.

One by one, other shadows fly in next to the falling shadow.

Taang-cheolcheok-

Taang-cheolcheok-

Taang-cheolkeodeok-

Tick-

I fired one, two, three, four in succession, but the magazine was empty.

In the brief moment when the magazine was being filled, the things that had fallen onto the rooftop glared at Ms. Kim with bloodshot eyes.

Black skin, bloodshot red eyes and white teeth.

Phew! Phew!

Wow! Wow!

Sticky saliva splattered everywhere with his heavy breathing and screaming.

Kim Yang, who had put the Barrett down and put it away, had a Glock drawn in his hand.

Head. That thing looks hard. What should I do?

What the hell are the strike team doing?

You just let the thugs come for the sniper?

Are you really suggesting that we shoot a gun or something to give them a warning?

One of them threw himself at Ms. Kim.

Tadadang!

He shot him twice in the eye in quick succession, but one hit him and the other hit his cheekbone. The guy who got hit in the eye stopped running and covered his eyeball and screamed. Kim Yang, who dodged to the side, aimed for the other guy’s eye.

The guy behind him covered his eyes with his forearm as if he saw the kid in front get hit in the eye, and he was looking at the angle he was going to attack. It wasn’t just any medicine. He mixed something into the crystal, or whatever, but he wasn’t a typical drug dealer.

The white-clothed guys I met last time, or those guys.

Ms. Kim quickly hid her body.

The man with his eyes covered by his forearm looked around for traces of Ms. Kim.

Phew! Phew!

The guy who had been breathing heavily several times shouted loudly as if he couldn’t control his anger.

Where are you!

Where did you go!

This fucking bitch!!!

Kwaaaa …

Cold metal entering my wide-open mouth.

yes?

Kwaaaaang!

The guy fell backwards like a tree, blood pouring out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears from a grenade that exploded in his mouth.

Kim Yang aimed his gun at the man who was running wild with a bullet in his eye.

A guy who covers his face with his forearm as the gun is pointed at his only remaining eye.

The woman about to shoot and the wounded beast aimed at each other.

Tension slowly enveloped the space.

At that moment, when the tension was about to build, a slicing sound was suddenly heard from the sniping point that Kim Yang had escaped from.

Quazajak!

Then there is the sound of something heavy flying.

Booooooooo!

puck!!!!

A large backpack was shoved into the head of a man who was blinded in one eye and had his vision narrowed. The man collapsed with his neck broken and his head crushed by something inside.

“It said the point was over there, so why did you come here? If you moved it, you should have said so.”

Maru jumped down here and said, spinning his shoulders.

“Where did these kids come from?”

Uh- Uh-

There- so- that-

Kim Yang stuttered, her eyes widening.