Rust - Chapter 262



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RUST -262

The pungent smell of rust quickly dispersed on the wind blowing across the rooftop.

Maru quickly pushed their severed bodies into the elevator and pressed the number for the floor where the leader was. In the meantime, the guys started to make a lot of noise, as if they were coming to their senses from the shock of being cut up.

“Kuuuugh- Who is it!”

“The enemy!”

[The door closes.]

Of course, these guys were not normal. I had encountered Japanese capable guys on the KTX, and I had also encountered them when I escaped from the Kanto region with the US military, but this was completely different.

There were people with regenerative powers during the KTX era, but they weren’t so bad that they would roll their tongues even after being torn apart like this. But now, all the guys I fought in Beijing had a strange level of vitality. It wasn’t just the regenerative power, but the vitality itself felt different.

Above all, this blood – bright red and healthy when just cut, but quickly turning dark red and sticky when exposed to air – was so heterogeneous.

‘I don’t feel like…’

He tore the remaining parts into pieces and scattered them in all directions outside the rooftop. He felt so disgusted that he wanted to burn them if he had a flamethrower or napalm. Maru grabbed the end of the rope from the rooftop and ran vertically up the outer wall of the apartment.

As the floor, which had been falling vertically, suddenly grabbed the rope, my body, which had been falling, swayed for a moment and bounced up toward the apartment veranda.

Beep be …

The thin, drawn-out sound gently cut through the window frame and the thick glass pane. Maru’s body gently descended into the cleanly cut space.

Empty living room.

As expected, the men were nowhere to be seen, having rushed to the elevator. Maru quietly walked away and opened the bedroom door lightly, and saw the leader sitting on the bed and starting to put on his armor.

I couldn’t see his face because he was wearing a visor, but his white hair suggested that he was either gray or old.

Anyway.

‘Goodbye.’

The swung blade made a low sound.

Krrrrrr-

Let’s send the leader away quickly and take care of the rest.

There’s no need for obvious questions like ‘Who are you?’ or ‘Why do you want to do this?’

Whoosh-

A leader who avoids the sword being swung carelessly by simply lying back down.

Damage? I was trying to let him rest comfortably… Maru’s eyebrows rose slightly. At the same time, something like a whip shot out from the left square. Maru blocked the swung blade by pulling it back.

!!!

The vibration caused by the dull impact being absorbed by Eclipse shook the blade. Thump – What hit the blade was a whip.

‘No. This is···.’

It wasn’t a whip, it was a tentacle. The tentacle began to wrap around Eclipse, as if it was aiming for the knife Maru was holding from the beginning.

Yeah-Yeah-

And that was his blunder. The tentacles that tried to wrap themselves around the vibrating blade to absorb the shock were cut off like octopus slurps.

Ugh!

The leader’s voice leaked out from behind the visor. It was an old, worn-out voice. If his white hair wasn’t gray, he would be old.

Your tentacles were cut off and you’re still moaning?

Maru waved his sword and swept away the writhing tentacles that had been cut off.

Tentacles. Tentacles.

Yeah, I remember. The black tentacle monster baby.

A monster seen in the Japanese Takaichi Shinyaku. A guy who attacked the mind.

A black monster that later ate people and appeared at the entrance of Yamatsuki Pharmaceutical.

When we first met, he struck first.

like this.

A white, shining blade shot out like an arrow.

Sriririririk – The enemy’s attack, which had been swerved diagonally, failed to overcome inertia and grazed the side of the floor and lodged in the wall.

Kujik-

The white sword was stuck in the reinforced concrete, and he was shaking it up and down and left and right to retrieve it. That’s how it was. The sword broke in the first strike.

Ughhhhhhh!

The man lying on the bed made an uncomfortable sound, perhaps because the blow of conversion had missed.

Are you annoyed because I avoid you?

By the way, your tentacles got cut off, why are you in pain? Huh?

A warm feeling of life emanated from Maru.

The tentacle that was trying to pull out the knife stuck in the wall shrank as if the dried squid leg had been put on a gas stove as it pecked at the living.

“Ugh! You… you?!”

A voice heard from inside the face covering.

“Oni···?”

Oh? Oh? I was wondering who it was, it was that old man with dementia?

The murderous intent that had been welling up inside me grew stronger and stronger.

“Eww! You… you cowardly Joseph….”

As if to tell me to shut up, Eclipse tore through the air.

Krrrrrrrr—

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A long, solid line was drawn toward the trembling dementia.

Red blood spurted from the old man’s split chest. The red blood soaking the bed quickly turned black as if it was going rancid.

Shallow?

Maru, who had used the inertia that had been swung as is, once again applied rotational force and struck diagonally again.

“Kwaaaaaah! You bastard!!!”

Unnatural movements. The inspiration to swing limbs as if they were molluscs. The limbs moved like tentacles, trying to prevent a sharp death.

Krrrrrrrrrr——-

■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■—–

Eclipse cut off the old man’s upper body, cutting off the tentacles that had turned into limbs like octopus legs.

Wriggle! Wriggle!

The severed limbs and tentacles that fell to the bed and floor flapped lively.

?!

I tried to send it in one room, but I couldn’t completely cut off the torso.

Sacrificing the limbs and pushing the torso backwards.

“Kuaaaah! This filthy seed!!!”

The face shield burst open at the demented old man’s scream, revealing his face. Crimson roots had dug into his entire face. Thin tentacles were waving in all directions, shaking from his lower jaw.

Although he was startled by the bizarre sight, Maru calmly extended his sword and plunged it into the old man’s mouth.

Kooky!

Ugh- The blade of Eclipse, which had absorbed the shock, sent out a vibration wave that split the old man’s head vertically. The head was split left and right.

In an instant, the smell of rust and rotten fish rose from the rancid black blood. In an instant, the room became a cesspool.

Maru frowned at the sight of the mess of severed tentacles, limbs fluttering like tentacles on the bed, tongues creaking inside heads split vertically, and upper bodies cut diagonally squirming.

Bam-

The door opened and the man’s men, who had gone out to check the elevator, barged in.

“It’s an attack!”

“Avoid!”

“Representative!”

“Who are you?”

The dull blade kindly answered their questions.

Trrrrrrrrrr-

Trrrrrrrrrr-

The fire alarm blared loudly. The billowing black smoke and the red-hot flames signaled a dire situation, but no fire trucks arrived.

The people living upstairs, downstairs, and next door just hoped the fire wouldn’t spread. Those who were watching the burning house were obsessed with taking pictures and uploading videos.

Leaving the gathered people behind, Maru headed towards the dark, shadowy underground parking lot.

[CCTV. Black box control is over.]

Maru, who was sitting in a corner, put in a neutralizer. His aching and hot body quickly calmed down.

“Tough guys.”

If it weren’t for Eclipse, they would have been much more difficult. In particular, the tentacles of Dementia Inspiration were no easy task. If it weren’t for Eclipse’s unique vibrating blade, I would have had my sword snatched away from me as soon as I started and been skewered in one blow.

Those damned dementia tentacles were a total hoot to the end. They would sneak up on you and go for your legs, or climb up walls and drop down on you from above.

Not only did the enraged Maru chop up the tentacles and corpses into small pieces, he also dragged everything that could catch fire, including oil and gas, and set it on fire.

“Where are the guys who were elsewhere going?”

[It is moving along the expected path.]

Since the old man with dementia was the head, I thought that if I attacked the head, all the guys around him would come to save him, but he was cold-hearted.

“Where the nuclear security codes might be. Are you going there?”

[Yes, the goal seems to be unchanged.]

A way of acting that has no end in sight. No matter who dies or how the situation changes, the remaining organization continues its operations.

‘This is a bit···.’

Is there a reason to do this? Can’t you just shoot it with the nuclear security code?

Your comrades are in danger and you’re abandoning them?

Even though the leader is being attacked, you just ignore him and move on?

What that meant was that he was being told to abandon them and go even if they died or were attacked.

From a Japanese perspective, is it really worth risking one’s life to steal China’s nuclear security codes?

[Optical element damage rate exceeds 13%. High probability of detection during the day.]

“You said there was an empty lot where friendly identification codes were gathered. Let’s go there.”

It was a good idea to give it a try just in case the optical elements could be replaced.

The place we arrived at following Diana’s guidance was not an open space above ground, but underground.

A large-scale underground shopping mall construction site. The basic skeleton construction is almost complete, and the division of commercial spaces and interior construction are in progress.

[···We are building a shopping mall linked to the newly opened subway line.]

“Considering that it’s so deep underground, it doesn’t seem like it’s only for the purpose of being a shopping mall.”

Not only was it deep, but its scale was also no joke. It looked like it was building some kind of underground city.

[···As a result of analyzing the data, it was designed to double as a shelter in case of nuclear war.]

“You said the nearby apartment complex was a new affluent neighborhood?”

[Yes.]

“······.”

What the hell are the Chinese thinking? They’re building over 200 nuclear missile bases at the same time, and they’re even building a massive nuclear war facility in the city?

I saw a news report that China was expanding its nuclear facilities on a large scale. While everyone else was trying to reduce and eliminate nuclear weapons, China was actually increasing them, which was a controversial issue.

Beep-beep-beep-

An indicator appeared on the HUD indicating that the friendly identification code had been captured.

“If you have recorded the video, please email it to Director Dan Brown of the Department of Homeland Security.”

[Sent.]

The body was in bad shape. The limbs had been torn off. The head, made into a skull with the skin removed from the face, was rolling around on the floor.

‘Last time you cut off my nose and ears and made me into a ball, but now you’re making me into a skull bowl?’

Maru checked to see if there were any replaceable parts among the torn and ripped Ripper suits.

[···About 9% can be replaced.]

“Let’s get started.”

As Diana explained, repairs to the Ripper suit began.

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On his soft bed, Chief Den Brown enjoyed the first day of his recovery.

How long has it been since I’ve had such a good night’s sleep? I can sleep for a whopping 6 hours straight. This is the real rest.

Yes. Even if we work and rest like this, the world will not end.

Even if it wasn’t me, there were many, many people who protected the security of the United States. Even if you eat raw cup ramen or don’t wipe after taking a shit, you won’t die, right?

Yeah. If he kept squatting, all you had to do was fill his diaper. If he kept digging, all you had to do was cheer him on and tell him to dig with a backhoe.

What if you throw dynamite into a bonfire? That’s what they tell you to do.

After six straight hours of driving for the first time in six months, Manager Dan Brown’s mind was at peace.

Beep-

Dan Brown rolled around on his bed, ignoring the notification that he had received an email.

Beep- beep-

The emails kept coming in. They were direct emails, so I tried to ignore them, but they kept bothering me.

‘Tsk – is this an occupational disease?’

There were three video emails.

That’s also a video sent from China by Vladimir Kalin.

Ugh-

Even without opening the contents, I started to feel a little sick.

‘Ignore me because I’m recuperating?’

Chief Dan Brown’s sincerity and patriotism pricked his conscience.

He watched the video with a sigh, and several soft curses came out of his mouth.

Finally, the manager, who was chewing on his stomach medicine, picked up the phone and shouted.

“Convene an emergency meeting. This is a level 1 situation!”