Rust - Chapter 179



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RUST -179

In these times······

Why are you here at this crucial time when the fate of our sponsorship is at stake?!

Hurrrurruk-

Miss Kim, who had been on fire, suddenly calmed down.

First, Ms. Kim is conducting the Saju Byeonggye once again.

The front wheel was gone, the rear wheel was popped, and both the left and right wheels were definitely missing. The fierce battle came to an end as all the wheels that had formed a net disappeared.

People were rejoicing. Marines and Army soldiers were seen shaking hands and hugging each other amidst the people sobbing that they had survived.

‘Okay.’

With the exosuit’s operating noise turned down to the limit, Kim Yang’s eyes caught Maru’s trembling face as he tried to swiftly and stealthily raid the scene.

‘huh?’

Miss Kim quietly changed her stance and amplified the sensor to the maximum.

[It’s ‘Kei-chi’ not ‘Gei-chi’.]

[Ah. Yes.]

[If you give me your contact information and account number, I will make sure to compensate you for any unpleasant incident.]

[Ah. Yes.]

After that, the Japanese woman went her own way without any particular incident. Ms. Kim quietly approached the room where she was left alone.

“who?”

“No. The granddaughter got involved with that weird old man.”

“Geichi? Keichi?”

“Haa- That’s a long one. But how did you get here? The wheels?”

The siege was pretty tight, wasn’t it?

“He escaped. The siege was lifted and people are rushing in now.”

“Great. Let’s go too.”

“Did you see it earlier?”

“what?”

The exosuit helmet turned slightly towards Maru. Maru was looking in the direction where the Japanese woman had gone earlier with a complicated expression on his face.

Maru felt Kim Yang’s gaze and turned his head.

[······.]

“why?”

[No.]

“no?”

I don’t think so. Do you have anything else to say?

[No!]

“What isn’t it?”

Kim Yang’s footsteps were thumping.

[No!!]

This is quite a reaction. Maru snickered to himself.

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“Hey. You were burning it so hot earlier.”

[······.]

Wow-

Wow-

The exosuit picked up speed.

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Forward base.

Colonel Greenfield’s head was about to burst from the torrent of status reports.

[Securing someone who appears to be Director Yoo’s subordinate.]

[Looks like a serious injury. We will begin interrogation.]

[Suicide bombing occurred!]

[Many friendly casualties!]

After that, communication was lost.

“Is the new radio a dead end?”

Although it was a new type of communication equipment that was supposed to be usable even in bad weather, it wasn’t doing much good in the current situation.

“Yes, it was completely cut off after the blizzard mixed with volcanic ash started coming.”

Fucking volcano! It was fucking crazy with the ash and snow.

Colonel Greenfield stared out into the gray, blizzard that was beginning to roll in. If there was one thing that was important in these difficult conditions, it was information. But the communications were cut off.

“I told you to connect it even with a wire.”

“We are currently laying lines at key points.”

It wasn’t something that could be solved just by drawing a line, but I had to try everything I could.

“It’s stuffy.”

We succeeded in securing Lieutenant Colonel Gilbert Brown and the data he had, and transporting them to the main base. We also succeeded in rescuing the refugees and Marines who were surrounded by cockroaches. We also managed to weed out the traitors inside with the help of mercenaries, but we were able to solve the problem in the end.

Now all that was left was to capture Director Yu and his men. So all the troops were focused on searching and capturing them. I thought I could leave this damn place once the capture was over, but the main camp said something else.

We will strengthen the defense of the forward base.

We will begin securing key locations and strengthening our borders.

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Potential engagement with skilled enemy forces.

If armed enemies are discovered, launch a preemptive strike.

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When capturing enemy equipment, keep it first.

Prisoner interrogation is handled exclusively by Virginia agents.

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In case of retreat or withdrawal, all equipment that cannot be recovered will be discarded.

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So, to put it simply, it was a call to plant eggs. And to do so while fighting against enemies.

“trillion···.”

Colonel Greenfield spared himself the insults.

You never know what might pop out of the snow. Actively engage the enemy when there are monsters swarming around?

I wanted to ask you seriously, seriously. Are you crazy?

I wanted to hit my past self who said that a soldier is someone who criticizes others from above.

A lieutenant came into the barracks.

“Ensign Roy Stern. Mission accomplished…”

“Okay. Thanks for your hard work. What’s the situation?”

“I’ve completed the evacuation of the refugees and the Marines. I tried to track down the fleeing cockroaches and destroy their base, but failed.”

“Even though you left?”

“Yes. I thought they were running away to their base, but it was a trap. These aren’t just any ordinary bugs.”

Ensign Roy Stern’s face was set in stone.

At first, it was just a swarm of cockroaches.

But little by little, some kind of rule began to appear in their movements, and changes began to occur. It wasn’t ants, it was cockroaches that began to cooperate. Well, let’s say that was the case.

What is a surprise attack? An ambush? A hammer and anvil? Surround and destroy? It was clear that humans were learning the tactics they used against cockroaches one by one.

“It’s clear that the cockroaches are learning.”

“Huh? Is that true?”

“Yes. It was a clumsy but definitely a tactical move.”

“Huh- Let’s talk about that later. First, disarm and isolate all the World PMC members brought to the base, and then have you personally go out and capture Director Yu and his direct subordinates.”

“Yes? Me?”

“Yes. You do it yourself, Ensign Roy Stern. As I said, you should avoid killing, right? And the situation is getting serious.”

“······.”

“I caught one of Director Yoo’s direct subordinates who was seriously injured, and he blew himself up.”

At the word self-destruct, Ensign Roy Stern squeezed his eyes shut.

“Rumors of a suicide bombing have already spread. How can a damn rumor spread so fast? Do you think the kids who heard that rumor would want to capture him alive? Most of our kids are sick of suicide bombings. If they see Director Yoo or anyone else, they’ll shoot him without fail.”

Most of them were kids who rolled around and caused accidents in Iraq and Afghanistan. If it was a suicide bomb, would it work if you told soldiers who were suffering from geological diseases to capture it? It already went off once?

“Okay, but does Director Yoo have a daughter?”

“Huh? A daughter?”

“I saw a woman who looked exactly like Director Yu. If I could just get her daughter, wouldn’t I be able to catch her without shedding blood?”

“What does that mean?”

Colonel Greenfield shook his head after hearing Ensign Stern’s story.

“She’s not my daughter. That woman is Director Yoo himself.”

“yes?”

What the hell are you talking about? This is nonsense…

The colonel spoke to the shocked lieutenant without hiding his bitter smile.

“I can’t tell you the details, but that’s why I’m ordering you to capture Director Yu. If capturing him alive is difficult, then kill him. The order is to secure his body, even if it means getting him killed.”

“······.”

So that girl is not your daughter, but Director Yoo himself?

Rejuvenation? How? Tried to catch him? Is Director Yoo the reason why Roger Long betrayed him?

The situation was reconstructed in Ensign Roy Stern’s mind.

He thought of the mercenaries who had helped him when he fought against Rose Long. If the woman he saw there was Director Yu himself, then Long Nian had gone to capture Director Yu, and when he barged in, had she revealed her true colors?

Is it true that Director Yoo has become difficult?

Colonel Greenfield’s voice was heard.

“They failed in every operation.”

Even securing Lieutenant Colonel Gilbert Brown, securing the data, and even the traitors who had been planted here were all exposed. There was only one way for them to make amends. Securing Director Yoo.

“If you don’t want to be purged, you have to find Director Yoo no matter what. Then who will take the lead?”

“······.”

Those who failed the operation, those who missed Director Yoo.

“Do you understand now? Besides the fact that I want you to capture Director Yoo, why do you want me to go?”

Roy Stern’s eyes began to burn brightly at the words that all the traitors, including Roger Rong, were desperate to find Director Yu. The two of them locked eyes in midair.

A deep smile appeared on the lips of Ensign Roy Stern and Colonel Greenfield.

If you chase Director Yoo, you’ll run into traitors.

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Gray flakes began to fall from the sky. Gray debris piled up on the white snow.

A 12.7mm bullet grazed his side. Blood gushed out from the tightly wrapped bandage. Min-sik, crouching in his concealment gear, recited his memories.

“···That’s when. The guy who put alcohol in Director Yoo’s water bottle. He was Byeong-deok’s son.”

“You know, that kid stays quiet and then blows up once in a while.”

“······.”

“Then get some sleep. Why did you stay up all night for days like that?”

“If you’ve been betrayed more than once or twice, how can you develop such a strange habit?”

“Who enjoys putting a gun in their mouth and shooting? Sang-Hyeon was in so much pain trying to clean up after that···.”

“······.”

Their search continued until nightfall.

“Do you have any grudges against those guys? Maybe Afghanistan or Iraq? Do you have grudges against the Chinese guys… Oh? Come to think of it, you had grudges against the Crystal guys. And the Black Dragons or something. Come to think of it, you really had a dirty relationship with those guys.”

“······.”

Min-sik chuckled as he saw Director Yoo standing still.

“I see you’re quiet. I think the anesthesia is wearing off a bit. Director Yoo, you’re really bad at acting like this. Really.”

As Min-sik pulled out the anesthetic bullet, Director Yoo, who had been pretending to be dead, opened his eyes wide and growled.

“Don’t do it. You’re going to die? Are you really going to die?”

“No, please stop talking about killing him. He looks like he would have died without Director Yoo having to kill him.”

“I told you I’m not scared.”, “Is this what it feels like to be a big punk?” Min-sik muttered as he injected the anesthetic into the nape of Director Yoo’s neck, who was struggling. Director Yoo was still energetic even though more than half of the anesthetic had gone in.

Min-sik shook his head and continued to push the injection in. Only after one was completely in did Director Yoo’s body, which had been squirming and taking in the urge to eat, slowly turn into a stiff block.

“Wow- Seriously. Are you building up tolerance in real time? If I got hit with just 1/10th of that, I’d be dead right away, and now I have to let it all out in one shot. What the heck? Have you turned into a rhinoceros or something?”

“······.”

Min-sik looked outside the hiding equipment with a bashful face at Director Yoo’s eyes full of anger. The sun was setting. The blood that had flowed out wetly began to flow down his stomach and soak his pants.

‘Damn. I made it.’

“I understand that the Chinese are so picky, but why do the Americans act like that?”

“Be honest with me. Have you done anything secretly? Yes?”

Director Yoo, who had been staring intently at the giggling Min-sik, turned his head. His head was turning. At first, he was on the verge of losing consciousness as if he had fainted. Of course, he couldn’t move. However, after being injected with anesthesia several times, he seemed to have developed a tolerance.

Ppudeuk- Director Yoo ground his teeth.

The gray snowstorm swallowed up the light in an instant. The sun seemed to be setting, and in an instant, everything became dark. In the darkness, the light of the searchlights, cut off here and there, spread out all around.

They showed no sign of giving up the chase. Minsik let out a sigh.

“Why do we have to be entangled in pairs?”

‘China.’ And the United States. ‘China.’ There were not one but two terrible things. Min-sik burst out laughing again.

“Do you remember Director Yoo? You hated me so much when you first saw me in Iraq.”

“You look like a parasite. Why would a man grow his hair out?”

“······.”

“All engineering students will become slaves later on. I will train them from now on.”

“No. Thinking about it makes me mad. What did an engineering student do to be angry?”

“······.”

Minsik, who had been rambling on and on, blurted out.

“Sang-hyeon and Byeong-deok. They got divorced and became cuckoos. They were the same person.”

“!?”

“That’s President Cho. President Cho Man-deok. What would you have done with the time you had left after constantly sending us out with the director?”

“!!!”

“That guy was the same in Iraq and Afghanistan. He just goes crazy when he sees a married woman. That’s why the Afghan kids go crazy and run wild. The CEO sees that and creates a sea of ​​blood. President Cho enjoys playing with fireworks.”

“If Director Yoo got married, he must have been really tired. And why did he send all the kids here at once this time? Didn’t he just send them there after roughly knowing the situation?”

The searchlight that had been sweeping in all directions turned to one side and was gradually approaching the hiding place.

‘Did you get caught?’

I thought I could last one more day, how did I know? Haha. I’m screwed. I’ve been laughing since a while ago. Is it because I gave up?

“And what did you say? Didn’t you tell them to look in the mirror and live? Last time, you asked why they looked so pretty and said they looked younger, and then they got slapped and the kids shut up.”

“If you had been more careful back then, you could have worn a mask. Or at least put on some makeup. If you had worn a mask, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Director Yoo’s face distorted as if he was asking what the hell he was talking about.

“Oh my. You’re just getting older, so even your frowning expression is like a gangster’s. You’re like a gangster.”

“Why would he be such a jerk, even though he’s the king and Uncle Sam? When I thought about it carefully, as someone who came from a wealthy family, Director Yoo’s face was the problem. Didn’t you look in the mirror when you lived? No. If you said you looked younger, they’d just beat you up, so the kids couldn’t say anything and were just worried. Heh heh. Seriously, you didn’t know?”

Minsik pushed a small mirror in front of Director Yoo.

‘What the heck···.’

Director Yu’s eyes shook as he looked in the mirror. Even in the dim light, he could clearly see it. Above all, the scar across his face was not visible. Since when?

Min-sik giggled as he wrapped the bomb and the priest’s napalm around the bloody bandage.

“That’s why I’m telling you to be careful and live your life accordingly.”

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“Director Yoo. No, Sister. I was talking about President Cho and the kids. I did it because that’s your personality. I told President Cho not to get beaten up here, and I told him not to hold any regrets about the kids and to just bury them as memories.”

“······.”

“중국 애들이고 미국 애들이고 존나 지독한 새끼들인 거. 누님도 아시잖아요. 조 사장 씹새끼인 것도. 민 사장 개새끼인 것도 아시고요. 누님까지 복수한다고 설치다가 뒈지면 누가 애들 기억해 주겠습니까?”

“······.”

‘hey-‘

Director Yoo’s voice did not come out.

“Now that you’ve become young again, you should forget about those crippled old men and live happily. That’s what the kids would want, too. So do I.”

‘They’re such fucking idiots, but they paid the price of their lives, right? Hehe. Now it’s my turn.’

After Min-sik took off the outer garment that Director Yoo was wearing, he covered it with his own.

‘Hey, you fucking kid.’

“Where did you drop the other one?”

There was only one of the two Colt Pythons that Director Yoo carried around like his life. Min-sik, who had his hair loosely tied around his waist, let go of Director Yoo’s outer garment and draped it over his shoulders.

“Sister. If you die, I won’t forgive you even in hell. Live happily. Don’t get blood on your hands anymore. Live normally. That was your dream, wasn’t it?”

‘Hey, you fucking kid. Stop.’

‘Stop.’

‘thereupon.’

Minsik, who was stepping out of his hiding equipment, looked back. His long, loose hair was fluttering in the gray snow.

Ss …

A little later.

A large flash of light lit up the dark sky.