Rust - Chapter 231



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RUST [RUST]-231

Blurry image.

It’s not that the image quality is bad, but rather that the view is blurry. Even though it’s mid-March in Japan, the volcanic ash and smoke have not yet cleared.

Something flashed through my hazy vision. The soldier’s neck snapped like a reed stalk as a hand reached out from behind him as he turned his gun.

Ppoduk-

Tadadadadang

Five bodies were created in an instant with five bullets. The damage was extensive as the 12.7mm special bullets were useless even for bulletproof vests.

A squad could be transformed into a corpse squad in three to four minutes, and it only took about ten to fifteen minutes for a platoon to be reorganized into a corpse squad.

A gunslinger who enjoys close combat. This is a rare style.

[-kwajik.]

A woman with a huge revolver barrel stuffed into a soldier’s mouth spoke, looking straight into the tactical camera.

[Where’s my gun?]

No, are you asking me to answer by sticking a gun in my mouth? Are you telling me not to? The face of the woman who did something like a real idiot looked strangely familiar. To be exact, the shape of her face and her mad eyes.

uh?

?!

Maru and Kim Yang looked at each other.

He looks younger than when I last saw him.

‘Isn’t that Director Yoo?’

‘Like Director Yoo.’

The moment their eyes met, a dull gunshot rang out on the screen.

Tuan!

The soldier’s head exploded with a 12.7mm bullet.

A habit of putting a gun to one’s snout and shooting. Director Yoo was right.

Blood and brain matter scattered everywhere. Director Yoo licked the dregs that had splattered around his mouth and spoke while looking at the tactical camera.

[Bring me my gun.]

[Or I’ll go.]

uh-

hmm-

He said he was coming? He said that while looking at the camera. He said that he was going to go forward because his face was broken. So.

‘I think you’re coming to America if you don’t get along?’

Ms. Kim was startled by Maru’s gaze. Maru snickered. Surprised, but still, is she really coming? Isn’t Director Yoo the very thing that the people in high places in America want?

If an item that holds the secret of ‘rejuvenation’ were to come to you on its own, there would be many people who would welcome it with open arms.

I wondered if Director Yoo would know that such an item was so blatantly displayed, but looking at Manager Dan Brown’s expression, it seemed like he really didn’t know.

Well, it would have been hard to recognize her with such a changed face. She looked so young that it was hard to believe that she was Director Yoo. So, if you only look at her face, she looks younger than Ms. Kim, who is now 23 years old.

Chief Dan Brown continued his story.

[The woman in the video is believed to be the daughter of World PMC Director Yu, who died in Japan. She probably wants the gun that was her mother’s heirloom. She has one gun while recovering the heirloom in Virginia, and the other one is missing.]

Kim Yang flinched again at the mention of the missing gun. Kim Yang, who was managing her expression well but whose body was very honest, glanced at the floor.

‘What is this?’

‘Just stay still for now. Don’t show it.’

[Director Yoo was known to have no family. But suddenly, a daughter appeared demanding his relics and started committing massacres, causing considerable trouble in Virginia. After all, she is the daughter of ‘that Director Yoo’.]

Dan Brown was speaking quite cautiously. Judging from the accent he gave, he seemed to know something about rejuvenation.

[On one hand, if it is confirmed that she is the daughter of ‘Director Yoo’, they are saying that we should leave her alone for a while so that she can run wild in Japan, and on the other hand, the military, which is suffering serious casualties, is saying that we should capture her as soon as possible. If the goal is to keep her in Japan, then they can just capture her and leave her in Japan.]

If she’s Director Yu’s daughter, wouldn’t there be a high chance that she would mutate in Japan and gain the ‘rejuvenation’ ability? Many people seem to think so.

Why do they hold out and not retreat despite suffering such severe damage?

Why did you stick together while fighting against Japanese reinforcements who were raiding US military supply depots while talking about New Japan and Japanese revival, while engaging in battles with Chinese soldiers who were abducting Japanese people, while fighting anger management infected, brain- and heart-eating mutants, and mutated monsters?

There were several reasons, but the stakes for the ‘rejuvenation’ draw were not small. However, a woman who appeared to be Director Yu’s blood relative, who had a high probability of winning the ‘rejuvenation’ draw, appeared in Japan, so everyone was extremely excited.

[Virginia and the military say they will give her whatever she wants as long as she can be ‘captured’.]

Anything? Maru’s capitalistic instincts stirred. In the Celestial Empire, the word ‘anything’ was a really good word. First, look at the building that is there now. This was the scale of the Celestial Empire.

Miss Kim is looking at Maru, who exudes a capitalist vibe.

‘why?’

‘I hate it. I absolutely hate it.’

There were a lot of hairy shrimps in Japan. There were a lot of cats. There were a lot of rats, whether there or here, but after seeing all kinds of dirty things, why go again?

‘Yeah, that’s true.’

It was a floor that was coolly acknowledged. Anbunjijok. I was satisfied with the life of the building owner, so why would I go there again and suffer so much to watch another movie?

Wearing a gas mask and rolling around in a place filled with volcanic ash and smoke? Living in fear every day in Japan, where you never know when an earthquake or tsunami will strike? Communications are down. Air support is not available. Vehicles are useless. Why go to a neighborhood full of crazy people, not to mention walking?

“If I asked for a nuclear submarine, would you give it to me?”

As Maru snickered and said a word, Chief Den Brown’s mouth fell open. Maru shrugged at his dumbfounded expression, saying, “That’s what you say, you want a nuclear submarine?”

“No, I just said whatever. Anyway, Ms. Kim and I have no plans to go to Japan.”

[Haa- Even if it’s on the condition that a colleague in Korea comes to visit?]

Maru nodded. If Ki-soon hadn’t died, I would have brought her back, no matter what. Hood and Samantha would have found the way.

“Yes. For the time being, I plan on not leaving the building. As time goes by, won’t there be something that needs to be done, either by me or by Ms. Kim?”

Even if a monster wolf started hunting people by going back and forth between parks and forests, there was no answer. Even if you mobilize thousands of people and armored units, it would be difficult to catch it.

It would be easy if the helicopter could fly freely, but it is difficult to operate the helicopter properly due to bird strikes.

If people gather, they will run away, and if they go in small groups, they will be hunted in return, and if things continue like that, either Kim Yang or himself will be found again.

The only condition for dispatch is that Ki-sun is brought. Until when? Until she is brought.

The video call ended with Dan Brown, who had roughly washed his face, nodding as if he understood.

“You heard? I’d better find another route to bring my friend.”

[I will check.]

After pressuring Samantha, Maru became lost in thought.

In Japan, Director Yu and his men were attacked by both China and the United States. The traces that Maru saw were so fierce that it literally looked like a fight.

It is unknown how he survived the pursuit by two countries known for their tenacity, but Director Yu was looking for his lost gun.

For what reason?

One thing comes to mind. Probably revenge.

I remembered the moment when I brushed shoulders with Director Yoo. In the long stretch of time, Director Yoo had clearly reacted. Could I win now?

Srrrrrrrr-

Maru stared at the blade. The burning flame in his eyes reflected on the shining blade. The hot emotions he had swallowed began to heat up his heart.

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Kim Yang requested additional footage from Manager Dan Brown. The look in his eyes as he watched the footage he received was fierce.

‘The old lady has become young again and is now flying.’

Director Yoo. Please leave behind only beautiful heirlooms, and don’t come back from hell.

The sharp old face of Director Yu, who had said, “You’re a sharp shooter or a trigger happy, not a gunslinger,” came to mind.

Director Yoo, who was rejuvenated in the video, looked to be around the age of a ginseng. At best, around the age of a ginseng. The last time I saw him, he looked like he was in his mid-to-late 20s, but now he literally looks like an 18-year-old ginseng.

She had the look of a rotten fish’s eyes, which perfectly fit the expression ‘a bitch with blood still on her head.’ Eyes that were perfect for killing.

If it was a gun, I was confident. The reason little Kim Yang was able to survive in the dark back alleys of China was because of the gun.

The reason he was able to survive in a place full of money-obsessed police officers, organ-thieving organized crime thugs, and cannibalistic psychopaths was his gun skills. That was the only reason.

Yes. Shooting was Kim Yang’s pride and essence. And Director Yoo was a bitch who treated it as a child’s show.

‘Once I get some experience rolling around, I’ll be able to catch some idiots.’

Those words deeply wounded Kim Yang’s pride. Some said that he did it on purpose to make her work harder, and there were even rumors that he would be Director Yoo’s successor, but none of that meant anything.

I felt like my most confident shooting skills were being ignored. I was upset. I was angry. But there was nothing I could do.

Director Yu was literally beyond reproach with rapid fire. How can you beat a woman who is on par with the world champion in rapid fire pistols at close range with a gun?

But now it was different. Whether it was rejuvenation or 18-year-old ginseng, Kim Yang had sponsorship. And she had a new, subtle sense.

Director Yoo in the video was fast. He was using volcanic smoke and fog freely to cut down the outer area. Kim Yang, who was watching the bold and decisive attack, was already inside the video.

The muzzle was pointed straight ahead, and Director Yu’s movements were being tracked by the motion detector. From the front to the left, a deep red dot moved and instantly took up the back of the exosuit.

Like a wolf that approached quietly while dripping water droplets, the exosuit rolled over to avoid Director Yoo who came close to pull the trigger. Kim Yang’s gun, which had been pointed straight ahead, turned to face behind in an instant.

Tadadang

Tudadadak

At the same time that a dull impact was felt on the exosuit, Ms. Kim emerged from the video as 12.7mm bullets rained down on Director Yu.

Kim Yang wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and cheerfully chose the lunch menu. I was worried about the old lady who had rejuvenated, but I was craving hamburger steak or pork cutlet.

huh.

The meat is basically beef. So, hamburger steak.

Since it’s lunch, it’s for 5 people.

5 servings, meaning that we will watch over the vegetarians carefully.

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A redevelopment zone in Seoul.

The spring rain of March drizzled and soaked the cement floor. LED streetlights illuminated the alleys, and heavy breathing could be heard amidst the dense spiderweb-like tangle of wires.

Huh- Huh-

A man with dreadlocks tied back tightly. A man wearing yellow sunglasses ran up the stairs in a hurry even in the pitch-black night. He looked back every now and then and squeezed his way into a narrow alley.

How far did it go?

A man ran into an old house covered with red banners that said, “Guarantee the right to live,” and “Proceed with redevelopment as planned,” and took a deep breath in the narrow yard.

Maybe because I ran, the itching came back. Scratching my face and arms didn’t go away. The foreign feeling I felt at the tip of my fingernails. The subtle hardness I felt inside my itchy skin made me feel dirty.

“Whoa- what the hell.”

The man’s tightly tied dreadlocks swayed like a living sea squirt, not knowing when they would come loose. He gathered the messy hair and tied it into a ponytail.

After catching his breath for a while, the man looked outside the front door again. After confirming that there was no sound following him, he went inside the house and turned on the light in the living room.

Tick- The living room was brightly lit with the sound of an old switch. And a low, bass-pitched voice was heard.

“Mr. Kim Ki-sun. Are you coming now? You’re really giving everyone a hard time.”

“······.”

How did they know about this place?

“I looked around and it seems like Maru-nim isn’t here. Where is he?”

“······.”

He was persistent and persistent. He had already played hide-and-seek with them several times. Was it a mistake to go to Naru? Was it a mistake to try to find Marune’s parents?

“No, Miss, the Chairman has been waiting for you.”

“······.”

Ki-sun quickly looked for an escape route. The front door was out. Several large men were waiting outside. Outside the living room window, there were also men in dark suits glaring at Ki-sun.

‘Should I go into the room?’

As Ki-sun looked at the room across the living room, a low-pitched voice continued talking as if telling her to give up.

“The chairman told me to stab him so he can’t escape this time. He said it was okay as long as it didn’t result in immediate death. So I hope you’ll be lenient and understand.”

what?

A shiny blade caught Ki-sun’s bewildered eyes.

Someone who approached from behind without making a sound stabbed sashimi into Ki-sun’s side.

Kujik-