Rust - Chapter 221



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RUST [RUST]-221

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PD Michael held his hands together reverently. He felt a dull sensation between his gloved fingers. Since he had lost most of his sense of touch due to the burns, all he could feel was stiffness.

“Did you have a nice time meeting the advertiser?”

“Ah, yeah. You were the advertiser.”

The female employee looked like she was saying, “Huh? What’s going on?” at the PD’s reaction, which was not a sensitive and sharp reaction, but rather a melting sensation somewhere.

The PD’s head was full of advertisements. What should we do? What is the concept? It was not easy to recruit people in all areas. There would definitely be people poking around here and there.

It was definitely an ark. It was a prophecy that this world would sink. It was not just a prophecy, it was a confirmed reality. So what about the end of the world or conspiracy theories?

America was a country of conspiracy theories. What was even more absurd was that many of the things that were dismissed as conspiracy theories turned out to be true. That may be why it was a country with many survivalists and conspiracy theorists.

‘No. If the advertisement contains doomsday or conspiracy theories, it may attract weird people.’

I wish it were more realistic.

‘It’s reality… reality.’

Several events began to come back together.

There were incidents all over the country, big and small, including the frequent sighting of fully armed National Guard troops and the disappearance of an entire town near Detroit.

‘Materials that can handle tens of thousands.’

The size and facilities of the ark were too excessive. Villagers missing? At most, in the hundreds. Is that a reason for such a huge fortress?

The fact that the National Guard was fully armed and deployed served as a deterrent to criminals and others from acting rashly. With the National Guard in place, there was no need for excessive barriers.

Besides, the majesty he displayed that night could have taken care of dozens, if not hundreds, of armed criminals.

So then why on earth would such a barrier be necessary?

Since He built the ark, the end was certain.

What kind of apocalypse would it be for him to build such an ark?

Why do we need reinforced concrete walls over 10 meters high?

Why on earth would a door made of composite armor be necessary?

There must be a reason for what he did. That’s what I wanted to know.

I wanted to know His will and help His will be done.

It didn’t matter whether he was divine or not. He was a God who saved people from death, who took revenge, and who personally cleaned up the trash that needed to be cleaned up.

If you have a conscience and know grace, you must repay the grace, no matter who it is or what it is.

Gloved hands began to arrange the books, pencil case, and tissue case next to them. The most incomprehensible thing was the wall. It was a crude structure that must have been 10 meters high and 5 meters thick.

‘It’s a wall.’

It won’t be a war between humans. The wall will eventually collapse, whether by bombing or artillery fire. So the end won’t be a war of bombing and artillery fire.

Wall. Fence. Stone wall. Rampart.

Things related to walls flashed through the PD’s mind. Images of moving from a fence to a castle wall. From the fence surrounding an old village to a medieval castle.

Why did people in ancient times build fences?

To prevent the invasion of wild animals and foreign enemies.

“Wild animals and enemies?”

“yes?”

By the way, there was a recent incident that caused controversy due to wild animals. It happened near Yellowstone National Park.

“You mean the incident at Yellowstone National Park? So what happened to the man-eating wolf and the bear?”

“Famous hunters gathered and entered the park.”

The female employee’s response was subtle. So, it was as if she saw the entry in real time?

“Are the hunters uploading their hunting videos live?”

“Yes. I was watching you just a little while ago.”

When I logged onto Newtube and played a live video of the hunters, I saw famous hunters gathered in groups of three or five, competing in real time.

Starting with the famous boar hunter Niels Bohr, there is Kill50 who uses .50 caliber bullets, Real Hunt who is a ranger in the Rocky Mountains, Nowbow who mainly uses crossbow and recurve bow, Overrain, and even BlackScope who enjoys hunting with long-range sniping.

A group of hunters were live-streaming their hunt in Yellowstone National Park.

[Friends, look at this. This is what is called a trace. What did I say is the basis and beginning of hunting? That’s right, tracking. Tracking.]

[Does a Texas country bumpkin who hunts wild boars know how to track? Piglets are the ones who come crawling down to the food. What would you do? You grab a hold of them and pull the trigger. That’s hunting, right, my friends?]

Realhunt and his party were showing the footprints. One of them put his foot next to the footprint of the animal that was being stamped. The hunters whistled at the footprints that were as big as a grown man’s shoe.

[The footprints are of a gray wolf. This is the first time I’ve seen something this big. I can tell the size of the thing from the size and depth of the footprints… This is a fucking monster. This is a real monster. Hahaha!]

The embarrassment hidden in the smooth talk was felt in the video. The colleagues who were there were also laughing, but they felt very uneasy. Real Hunt seemed to know this and introduced the gun he was holding with a laugh.

[When I heard about the baby beasts attacking people, this guy came to mind. The guy I’m introducing to you today, ladies and gentlemen, is the .700 Nitro Express Double-Barreled Elephant Gun.]

[Hahahaha- Not 600 nitro, but 700 nitro! The special express to heaven across the Jordan River. So- what do you think when you see this sturdy bullet?]

.700 was a number indicating the caliber. It meant a bullet larger than a .50 caliber. The huge bullets, which were rounded for stopping power, were expensive bullets that cost over $100 a shot.

The double-barreled elephant gun is not a regular shotgun, but a custom-made double-barreled rifle with the strongest bullets. The atmosphere that had been depressed by the enormous wolf footprints gradually brightened.

[Let’s go, friends, before the passengers waiting to board our heavenly express are waiting.]

[Again, what did I say is the basics of hunting? That’s right, tracking. Tracking together. So if we give them a train to heaven, we win!]

The PD turned to footage of another hunter.

Channel 50 of Kill50 using .50 caliber bullets.

[··· There are many people who are just showy when it comes to hunting wild beasts.]

A calm and heavy atmosphere. A man who gave off the feeling of being a sniper, retired soldier, or mercenary rather than a hunter took out a bullet.

[Some hunters say that military bullets are not suitable for hunting big game. That’s what they say.]

Kill50, who picked up a 12.7mm bullet, thrust it in front of the camera. The bullet was not small compared to the length of a dollar bill. The chat window quickly went up because of the bullet, which was larger than expected.

[Beasts. Which beast do you think is the most dangerous? A lion? A tiger? A rhinoceros? A crocodile? A gorilla? Of course, all of those beasts are scary. They are dangerous beasts.]

[But I can confidently say that the most fearsome beast in the history of the Earth is man.]

Positive comments poured in from the chat window.

[Yes, the .50 caliber bullet you are looking at is a bullet made to mass kill the greatest beasts in history.]

[The price is 3-4 dollars per shot. However, the hunting bullets that are said to catch elephants cost over 100 dollars per shot. Is there really any point in using bullets for elephants? Is it really hunting only when you use bullets that cost 100 dollars per shot?]

[Even now, it’s a matter of catching a monster that eats people.]

At that moment, Kill50’s eyes shook. The sound of his colleagues murmured. The comments that had been running quickly suddenly decreased.

(Real Hunt is chasing the wolf!)

(A wolf just passed by in the distance)

(Wow, it’s really big. Really.)

Subscribers who fall away in an instant. Kill50 finished the story with a bitter smile.

[We need to move quickly too.]

PD Michael also changed channels.

The Real Hunt broadcast was about to burst with people flocking in. The chat was at a standstill. In the darkness, Real Hunt and his colleagues were looking at the hillside with night vision goggles.

A huge wolf was limping with one of its hind legs crossed.

[See your friends? I found one that got separated from the pack with an injured hind leg.]

Gray wolves usually live in groups of about 10. Wolves with a strong sense of community are known for not abandoning their companions, but old and seriously injured wolves sometimes leave the pack and wait for death alone.

[That wolf over there probably looks like that guy. The distance is about 600~650 yards. The wind direction is perfect! If it was against the wind, it would have been hard to get close because of its keen sense of smell. The important thing is tracking. I tracked it and caught it. So what’s important next?]

The distance was about 550~600m. It was quite far.

[Yes, the direction of the wind and the distance. Don’t approach too quickly, and move carefully while paying attention to the direction of the wind. When moving, be careful not to make any noise, and stand on solid ground.]

It was still winter, and Realhunt and his companions were hiding in the dry, overgrown undergrowth, moving on solid rocks.

[So what was the next step? How close do you get? Get as close as you can.]

[What did you say? The closer you get, even by 10 yards, the higher your accuracy. We’re hunters, not snipers. So, let’s not show off from afar.]

People approached little by little, keeping in mind the direction of the wind. The wolf curled up and started licking its hind legs, perhaps tired from climbing the hill with difficulty.

[You think you’ll miss it if you get close? Well then, don’t worry about it. Just follow it slowly again. So, my friends, take it easy and don’t be impatient. Okay? Then just watch.]

The screen changed to an infrared image.

A winter forest that stands out with the sound of dry branches whenever the wind blows. Hunters hide behind the thick dry brush and cautiously approach the wounded wolf.

The distance was getting closer. The wolf’s ears perked up as he licked his hind legs at the sound of the unmelted snow being stepped on. The wolf raised its head and looked around.

Realhunt and his companions stood motionless in place. The wolf looked around and licked its hind legs again.

Just a little more. Just a little more.

At the moment when the hunters’ nerves were at their peak, the wind direction changed slightly. The wind that had been blowing right in front of them swept past the hunters’ faces.

‘Who is that?’

‘I didn’t notice.’

‘Okay. Ready.’

The moment the hunters took their positions while giving a signal and pointed their guns at the wolf while keeping its body round, a smell of game rushed in.

Rustle-

A sound coming from the thicket next door.

Oh my!

The person on the far left screamed hoarsely.

“Fuck!”

Realhunt and his companions’ guns turned to the left from the front. A huge gray wolf cut off the head of one of his companions and ran away into the bushes.

“Shoot!”

Thud, thud, thud!

Pavababak!

Since all of my colleagues were armed with 7.62mm AK series rifles, they were able to fire continuously without hesitation.

And then, taking advantage of the loud gunfire, a pack of gray wolves that had been waiting in ambush on the right charged in.

A perfect surprise attack that grabs the prey’s back.

After focusing on the front, pretend to surprise attack from the left.

While the humans are shooting on the left, use the gunfire to get as close as possible to the right. Kill them all at once.

Aaaah!

Heuk–

Before they could even scream, the hunters were transformed into prey.

Wooduk-

Kwajik-

Even the average gray wolf is large, but the prey are vulnerable to the teeth and claws of these monster wolves that are likely three to four times larger.

“FUCK!”

“FUCK YOU!!”

Kwaaang!

One gray wolf was knocked out by a 700 Nitro Express bullet, but that was it.

Kwaaang!

A monster wolf dodging the direction of the gun’s muzzle. Finally, Real Hunt’s desolate monologue filled the video.

[pitfall···.]

A wolf rushed forward fiercely, and the wolf that had initially been chasing them with an injured hind leg opened its mouth towards Real Hunt, looking fine.

Quaddukduk-

The screen that had been turning red stopped and turned black.

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‘This broadcast is not available for viewing.’

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