Rust - Chapter 171



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RUST -171

Kyaaaaahh …

A foul odor of life enveloped Director Yoo and his subordinates. Director Yoo’s mouth was torn in a long line.

“Have you tried butterfly soup?”

“Are you crazy?”

“No. You’re crazy.”

As if stimulated by the voice, the monster flew. The subordinates scattered like locusts, and Director Yu dove into the monster’s arms.

The monster’s front paw, which was a weapon in itself, aimed for Director Yu. Even though he was blind, the attack was surprisingly accurate and vividly imbued with raw murderous intent.

Director Yu dodged the front paw that swung as if tearing through the air, and stabbed the claw knife he was holding in his hand into the round belly.

The monster jumped up as soon as the claw touched it. It jumped up with the claw embedded in its stomach, and the force of its jump was directly transferred to the claw embedded in its stomach.

Add more and more!

The entrails poured out of the air with a loud cracking sound.

Director Yoo, who was covered in hot blood and internal organs, spread his arms and smiled.

“Ow- yuck!”

“Oh my-”

“Hmm- Hmm- What are you laughing at with a sundae hanging around your neck?”

“Hey- that’s enough. He’s gone. Already.”

No matter what his subordinates said, Director Yoo stood in the sea of ​​blood with steam rising from it, raised both arms, and smiled faintly.

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Director Yoo, whose entire body was covered in blood, had a pale face. His clothes and shoes were dripping with red blood, leaving bloody footprints with every step he took.

“Ah- oh, really. Director Yoo. I told you to wash that. Don’t you remember? The guy in Afghanistan who lost his head while smoking a cigarette.”

“Oh, that kid. That fucking idiot covered it with a tin can and burned it just to block out the light, and then he died.”

“Are you saying this knowingly? Isn’t that basic? Basic. Removing odors.”

“That’s right. In Afghanistan, it’s like that… No, if the person who told you to get rid of the smell is really doing that, then it’s true.”

“It’s not that there’s no bathroom. The one right next to it is a hospital bathroom. There’s water running. Why are you doing that?”

“They say that when they smell it, monsters will come running. If there’s a strong smell of blood, there’s a wound here. Or there’s prey lying around here. Isn’t that what they advertise?”

The subordinates spoke in unison. Director Yoo looked in the direction with his eyes half-open, regardless. Then, the subordinates stopped walking, sensing something strange.

“Advertising that it’s here?”

“···uh?”

“Hey. I’m scared.”

“no way?”

The subordinates exchanged glances at each other and gasped.

“No. What the hell, Director Yoo. That’s not what we’re thinking right now, is it?”

“Isn’t that it?”

“Really? Really?”

“Hey, give up. That’s enough. Have you seen that happen once or twice?”

Director Yoo found the trace. He examined the floor with his heightened senses and looked around.

“But what are you looking for, Director Yoo?”

“Well. Why are you still doing that?”

“Tch- here it comes again!”

“I really need you to wash that.”

The two giant cats smelled blood and licked their lips at Director Yu. A rough murderous spirit, an excited expression at the sight of prey. Can cats make expressions? The subordinates pulled the iron bar.

Thud, thud, thud!

Ta-da-da-da!

The subordinates, who were fighting the cat monsters in pairs, walked towards the cats with gentle steps. The cats, who were writhing in unfamiliar pain, did not pay attention to Director Yoo as he approached.

Wow!

Kwaeeeng!!

The 6.8mm bullets didn’t rip through the skin or penetrate the inside, but they were enough to cause the cats enough pain to make it difficult to move freely. In human terms, it’s like getting hit with a BB bullet from a survival game.

If he were really surprised and angry and rushed at him, he could ignore him and rush at him, but if not, he would just be in pain and avoid him. That’s why he didn’t know when the monster cats would rush at him. Even so, Director Yu didn’t rush.

The Colt Python in Director Yu’s hand was swinging back. Six bullets were fired at once in rapid succession. The giant cats that had been shot in the nose and eyes began to squirm.

“Stop being a jerk and get this over with!”

Director Yoo nodded as he reloaded.

The men who march forward while screaming, “Shit, shit,” holding Neolithic-style claws attached to iron pipes.

“Take control!”

“hey!”

When one man jabbed his claws into its delicate nostrils, the cat resisted by swinging its front paws. The subordinates took advantage of the gap to tear off its ears and scratch its soft belly.

In an instant, the two cats were left tattered.

“Get out!”

“I’m dead!”

“Poke!”

“Jiyoung!”

“······.”

“······.”

“No. I want to see my wife.”

“······.”

‘You crazy bastard. What unlucky.’, ‘Oh. Just do that.’, ‘You’re holding a ritual because you want to die. Just do that.’ The subordinates started to harass one of the men who wanted to see his wife. The man got angry at that.

“How long are you going to believe in such superstitions? Huh?”

“Shut up, you punk. Who looks for their wife before work is over? That’s bad luck.”

“You can’t even say anything? Even though I was looking for my wife, I lived well in that fucking Afghanistan and made a fortune in Iraq. What can you say…?”

Thud! Thud! A man fell backwards with a dull impact. As soon as one person fell, the others immediately took cover behind the monster’s corpse. It was wide, but

“What the fuck!”

“Is that a sniper?”

It was too much of a sniping shot. Is there such a thing as a sniping shot? Above all, it was inside a building. Sniping inside a hospital? Who on earth?

“What direction?”

“3 o’clock!”

A man stretched out on a large platform. His limbs were all attached.

“Your head is fine!”

“Ah. You little idiot. I told you to watch your mouth.”

Thud! Thud!

The bullet was lodged in the body that was hiding. Judging by the blunt impact, it was heavier than the 7.62mm. The leather that had barely made a dent with the 6.8mm was dug deep.

“I’m going crazy.”

I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t a bullet I encountered often.

If they had used sniper armor-piercing bullets, bulletproof vests would have been useless. Bullets that could penetrate armor plates and engine blocks would have been impossible to stop with mere bulletproof vests.

Regular bullets were just as dangerous. Even if you block them with bulletproof vests, the full impact would still be transmitted.

Drumroll- Drumroll- Drumroll-

Is there a sniper who shoots like that?

If there were several, wouldn’t they have targeted multiple targets at the same time instead of just one?

What kind of kid is he?

In an area where the US military is conducting an escape operation, you’re going to make a fuss? You’re going to search for it?

So the US military? The US military is attacking us? Why?

“What distance?”

“I don’t know.”

“Director Yoo?”

The moment he took cover, his subordinates who had missed Director Yoo checked all directions. Director Yoo ran towards the direction from which the sniper shot had come.

“Over there. Just going straight.”

“That guy’s doing it again. Covering fire!”

“When you cut in, turn on your blinkers. Seriously.”

As I slightly stick my head out to provide covering fire, a bullet hits me right away. My subordinates ignore the bullet that slightly grazed the side of my head and start shooting.

“Flashbang!”

“3. 2. 1!”

Flash!

A powerful light burst out. A cluster of lights shimmered in the brightly lit open space.

“3 o’clock suppression fire!”

The men who had jumped up and poured bullets took cover behind the monster’s corpse again.

Check the charcoal.

Every time we met, they would spray bullets like water, so it was easy to get caught. I started gathering the remaining bullets from various magazines and filling one magazine. Creak-creak- At the end of the sound of inserting bullets, one of them spoke.

“hey?”

“why?”

It’s fucked up. No matter how much I think about it. It was like that even if those guys were American soldiers, and even if they weren’t American soldiers.

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Director Yoo trusted his subordinates and ran towards the 3 o’clock passage. His subordinates were noisily drawing attention.

As I ran to avoid the diagonal line to the side, a strong light shone behind me. A flash grenade exploded and a long shadow stretched forward.

‘It’s now.’

The shooter was closer than I thought.

I thought it was a sniper rifle because of the loud impact sound, but it was a heavy assault rifle. A Russian-made ASh 12.7mm heavy assault rifle with a unique bullpup shape.

Many thoughts came to mind, but Director Yoo erased them all.

The thing is, it shot my babies. And it did it right in front of my eyes.

Bang! Two bullets flying from a single gunshot.

One round ruptured the scope mounted on the Picatinny rail, and the other struck the face of the bulletproof mask. The .45 caliber armor-piercing round ruptured the 9mm bulletproof mask and lodged itself in the face.

Kkaaaak!

An enemy who rolls around while holding his face with both hands.

“Hey. You fucking punk! What are you?”

Director Yoo’s footsteps, as he was about to interrogate the man, suddenly stopped.

···? This one?

It was a warning from experience and intuition worn down by battlefields.

Lure? Trap? Ambush?

You don’t have a life? Then what were you aiming for? You lured me? You tried to separate me from my subordinates? Why?

A tranquilizer bullet was lodged in Director Yoo’s forearm as he stepped back. He reflexively shook the tranquilizer bullet away, but the world around him began to spin.

Through my heavy eyelids that felt like they were going to fall down, I saw my subordinates running towards me like crazy.

Those fucking retards are talking nonsense.

“Don’t come!”

Director Yoo, who had been bending his knees, lifted the Colt Python, which had become as heavy as a thousand pounds. It was a movement he had repeated a thousand times, ten thousand times. The familiar posture felt unfamiliar.

I’ve never seen anything like it. My vision is getting blurry.

What the fuck.

Sang-Hyeon, who was running at the very front, fell down.

Fuck. Fuck.

Next, Byungdeok collapsed.

What unfolded before Director Yoo’s eyes was a plateau in Afghanistan.

Isolated trenches. Dying men. No support. No rescue.

Again. Fuck.

Again. What the fuck.

[Are they crazy?]

[Kill him.]

chinese?

For a moment, I felt a rippling space.

All three. Something lurking beyond the shadows.

Ta-da-dang! – The Colt Python, heavy as a ton, belched flames.

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Gasp! Gasp!

The two men who had been shot and fell to the ground were breathing heavily.

It would have been dangerous if it hadn’t been covered in monster skin. Who knew it would perform this well.

“Are you fucking alive?”

“you?”

Sang-Hyeon and Byeong-Deok, who had fallen, turned over and blocked the front. The enemy was nowhere to be seen.

And then, with Chinese being heard from not far away, Director Yu’s hand, who was on the verge of collapsing, moved.

Tadadang!

It looked like a bullet was fired randomly into the air. However, the bullet lodged itself in the air. Crackle- The space distorted as if the screen was breaking, revealing people wearing bulletproof vests.

Sang-Hyeon and Byeong-Deok pulled the trigger at the guys. The guys fell down with bullets scattered on the floor.

“The Chinese kids are here.”

“It was there last time too. Those bastards.”

Come to think of it, when I first came to Japan, I got involved with some Chinese kids. Even back then, the guys I got involved with felt like they were part of a criminal organization, but now, no matter how you look at them, aren’t they a special forces unit?

“Is everything okay?”

Min-sik, who had first picked up the fallen captain, asked about his colleagues’ condition and ran towards Director Yoo.

“You fucking idiots… I told you not to come…”

“···Please open your eyes properly.”

Min-sik said, “Oh. Yes. What?” as he injected the antidote into Director Yoo’s arm. He said it was just a medicine that neutralized the ingredients, so it was better than just leaving it.

Director Yoo blinked, wondering if the medicine was taking effect.

“What is the algebra?”

“I guess Jiyoung wasn’t destined to be a widow.”

Oh Dae-su, who was beaten first, also survived. His ribs were broken and his arm was twisted, but he was still alive.

“If this wasn’t leather, it would all be ruined.”

Minsik smiled brightly.

“But what were you looking for?”

“··· No. Let’s escape now too.”

Min-sik, who was supporting Director Yoo who was staggering, started walking.

[Group 3? What was the result of Group 3?]

“Director Yoo. Can these guys communicate?”

Sang-Hyeon and Byeong-Deok, who were farming the corpse, came with a transmitter.

“Just pack everything you need. There might be more of them. Let’s join them first.”

“yes-”

The 15th floor that I went up to was nothing but chaos. There were pieces of debris scattered everywhere.

“It was a mess here too.”

“······.”

Here it is. It was here. It was here.

My blood ran hot, my nerves were on edge. He was here.

“hey-”

I shouted, but my voice came out so small that it was embarrassing.

“Fuck-”

“Why are you like that? Are you uncomfortable?”

“no.”

Director Yoo seethed when he answered no to Minsik’s words while carrying him.

‘Chinese fucking bastards.’

Min-sik, who had tied Director Yoo tightly, climbed down the rope first. Next, Sang-hyeon, who had lifted up the seriously injured Dae-su, climbed down the rope last.

The evacuation staging area was empty. The refugees and the US Marines had already left. Judging from the gunfire and explosions heard from the Donan Hospital, the US rear units that had gone down with them seemed to be still fighting the monsters.

“Believe from the beginning.”

“I guess so. I’ll make a makeshift sled. Bring some.”

“Hey.”

He made a makeshift sled and started pulling it with Director Yu and Daesu on it.

“You’d fucking die if it weren’t for me. So just keep your mouth shut.”

“Coolook- fuck me.”

Daesu’s eyes grew wide as he coolly accepted Minsik’s nagging.

The snow walls that had piled up like icebergs on both sides were splitting apart.

“Coolook- stop!”

“!?”

A powerful driving sound heard in the snow.

OMG-

The armored personnel carriers burst through the piled up snow.