Rust - Chapter 370



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RUST -370

PD and Banban Hood stayed on the roof of the building until the large airship came into view.

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The PD opened his mouth, looking at the dimly shrunken airship in an unnatural silence.

“If you have anything to say, please say it.”

“···Internet and broadcasting. Do you do that on purpose?”

PD remains silent to Hood’s words.

“Since you are a former PD, don’t you know the power of the media and broadcasting? Didn’t you just ignore it even though you knew it?”

“So? What would change if you knew? Is it something you can’t just leave alone?”

Hood’s mouth was shut in shock at the PD’s answer.

Yeah, I thought it was a little weird, but what does this author want?

“You can’t keep pushing people to the limit, especially in the outlying villages where they risk their lives every day to recover resources. It’s quickly becoming too much to support people with just electricity, basic necessities, and running water. This is a generation that remembers the wealth and comfort they once enjoyed.”

“So. You used it as a way to weed out people? Without anyone knowing?”

The PD snickered at Hood’s words.

“That’s funny. What doesn’t anyone know? Was I hiding something? I didn’t do anything.”

The PD shook his head at her sharp gaze.

“You really did nothing, you just watched. When the satellite village was to be supplied with electricity, water, internet and broadcasting, why did you just sit back and do nothing? Was it because you didn’t know?”

At that time, I was in a panic. I was only thinking about getting my face treated. Then what about the other people? The nurses, Yania Kim? They probably didn’t think much of it.

‘Could it really not have happened?’

At first, I didn’t feel any discomfort, but as time went by, Yania Kim and the direction she was pursuing had a strong dictatorial feel to it.

It was possible that she knew that she was influenced by the broadcast. But why did she just watch it?

PD was pursuing a city united by religious beliefs, while Yania Kim was pursuing a city united around a supreme, noble superhuman.

If you want to proceed with either of the two easily, shouldn’t the first people you get rid of be those who can’t forget the past?

Those who remember the prosperous past and are dissatisfied with the current reality.

It would have been difficult to expect them to have religious faith or loyalty to their leaders.

“You made them leave.”

“It was just the most considerate way possible.”

Ha- Even though he was the one who had been talking about how to retrieve the exosuit, Hood was only able to exclaim in disbelief at the PD’s words of consideration.

If they were to retrieve the rented exosuit and heavy weapons, it would be nearly impossible to walk the nearly 1,000 km distance from Detroit to New York.

Knowing that, how can you be considerate? She was also poisonous, but even the PD, who seemed more sane than Yania Kim, was not normal in some way.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s a consideration. We could have easily coerced them, made them slaves. We could have blocked information and manipulated them as we pleased. It’s true that we are short on manpower.”

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“And didn’t you tell them how to retrieve the exosuits while knowing their ending? And then suddenly worrying about them being so ungrateful seems a bit much.”

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The PD sneered at the closed-mouthed hood.

“Don’t try to shake me. If you need help, you need help. If you’re weird, you’re weird. That’s fine. Don’t you know that we all have to go with him anyway? Or are you thinking of going to New York after your face gets better? If that’s what you’re thinking, can I help you?”

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She had dreamed of New York. For her, a place like New York was the best place to be active. A place where the internet infrastructure was functioning properly and where computers and other electronic devices were used as before.

I once thought that if my face could be healed, and if all the burns on my body could be healed, it would be nice to live in New York. That’s true.

But the more I checked the information and learned about the situation in New York, the more I realized that it wasn’t true. The city that never sleeps, the glamorous New York, was like a bomb that could explode at any moment.

Honestly, if you want to be safe, there is no place better than Vladivostok.

With the heavy security, the strictly segregated areas, and Samantha, it didn’t take long for her to admit that leaving this place would be tantamount to self-harm or suicide.

Since it is a place where you have to live anyway, it is only natural to think about making it a little better. Unlike her, Vladimir Kalin, who is in an absolute position, did not seem to have any thoughts in that direction.

Hood, who had stopped his thoughts from following one another, looked straight into the PD’s eyes. Despite his aggressive attitude, the PD was not shaken.

“Why didn’t you stop him from going out to the scene?”

“Hasn’t he accomplished too much to be worried about him?”

As to why he did not prevent Vladislav Marukalin from directly participating in the nuclear search and recovery team, the PD gave a simple answer.

The town we are standing on now. Who built this city? It was he who rebuilt the city from the ruins filled with death.

“Even someone with miraculous abilities like Director Yu can fall down in an instant, so you’re too confident. Don’t you think that if he dies, the flock you’ve led will scatter to all directions?”

Director Yu. Certainly, rejuvenation was a miraculous ability. The ability to become younger, and Director Yu was someone who could stand up to him.

When you see such a woman die in vain, you can think of the greatness of the person who dealt with her so easily, but it is also true that you feel anxious that she might leave in such a ridiculous way, as Hood said. However, the PD started laughing.

“Haha- Death. You still don’t know him well.”

It’s not that I don’t know, I do it because I know.

Hood recalled the materials he had found. Vladimir Kalin. Real name Hamaru. Nationality Korean. After being washed as a Japanese citizen, he acquired American citizenship. So he was definitely not a god.

There was no difference between those with powers that appeared for no apparent reason in the Tokyo area of ​​Japan and those with powers that began to emerge through the combination of the American super soldier plan and Japanese data.

To be blunt, Vladimir Kalin was just one of those with exceptional killing power.

“That person will die too. By bombs, bullets, and swords.”

“That may be so. But the one I saw with my own eyes was death itself.”

You’re crazy. You’re rationally crazy. Hood unconsciously put his hand on half of his face. PD knew it was dangerous. He knew it, but he still believed it.

Why? Because you really saved my life? No matter what, isn’t that wrong? Hood lowered his head as the sense of discomfort grew as he talked. A thought suddenly occurred to him.

Establishing a new order in a broken world. Perhaps a chance to create the world you want. Didn’t you think about that a little while ago?

no way?

If PD believes in the world he dreams of? If Yania Kim is doing the same to create the society she thinks is ideal? I could understand her actions so far.

“They both had something in mind.”

Instead of answering Hood’s words, PD looked up at the empty sky.

The sound of gunfire and the blast of a steam locomotive’s horn floated through the wind on the roof of the building.

‘It won’t be easy for you to do as you wish.’

now.

Hood. Xenia Rodden has another goal besides treating burns.

A dream in reality, not a dream in a virtual world.

The dream of a just society that we had given up on, a transparent society that begins with equality of information, has begun to sprout.

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As the airship hovered over the ruined Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, a flood of crows began to scout in all directions.

Starting with Maru and Kim Yang, psychometry, telepathy, and Dr. Brain Dungdung walked on the broken runway.

Beep beep beep beep-

Everyone froze for a moment at the sound of the radiation meter.

“It’s okay. Keep going.”

There is a slight residual radioactivity, but it is not serious. The radioactive contamination problem was less than expected, perhaps because neither China nor the US used bombs that intentionally increased radioactive contamination.

“If it had hit properly, they would have all gone flying, but luckily it was not.”

[All Chinese products are like that.]

Maru spoke to Psychometry.

“Isn’t there any residual thought left here?”

[There is no body, and the thoughts left on the object are too weak···.]

Soldiers at key military facilities were evacuated before the nuclear weapons were dropped, so it was difficult to find even a single corpse at the air force base.

Perhaps because they had avoided a direct hit, the buildings, including the hangar, appeared to be intact on the outside. Maru took the lead and Kim Yang took the back, and they headed in a single file toward the nearest hangar.

Suddenly-

The hangar, made of thick reinforced concrete, was closed with a heavy iron door.

[There is a small door on this side.]

Kim Yang found the entrance next to the hangar and called psychometry.

[password.]

[Yes? Yes.]

The psychometer put its hand on the license plate for a moment.

[It’s 984508.]

[Really? 984508]

Miss Kim pressed the number repeatedly, but there was no response from the keypad.

[Hey. Is this the right number?]

[···That’s right.]

The door doesn’t respond even when you press the number again.

[It’s correct, but why doesn’t it open?]

Maru, who had been guarding the surroundings, raised his head and looked at the sky. The crows were quietly flying in a circle. This meant that there was nothing to be wary of in the surroundings.

“Get out of the way.”

Maru, who had moved Kim Yang aside, checked the keypad. It was a rough keypad that looked like an old-fashioned push-button phone. It had a sturdy keypad.

Kkuk- I couldn’t hear anything. I heard that some keypads have noise-mute keys for security reasons, so that wasn’t the problem.

Knock-knock-knock-

Maru deliberately pressed the last number incorrectly.

Kkuk-

A look of no response.

“It’s dead. It looks like the power went out or the entire electrical system was blown up.”

[Is this a military base?]

Kim Yang’s story that, of course, there would be EMP countermeasures. It made sense. Of all places, there would be no EMP countermeasures at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, Air Force Materiel Command.

“This is out. Or they cut it off in parts and withdrew before withdrawing.”

[You cut it off before you withdraw? Then you’re saying there’s a kernel inside?]

Kim Yang’s eyes sparkled.

Certainly. If we block it like this, it seems like it will be enough to stop the incompetent looters.

“Get out of the way.”

Srrrrrr- Maru pulled out the Eclipse that he had been saving these days.

Wooooong- he said, tilting the blade to the side as a low, resonating vibration sounded.

“Shoot the side.”

Tukung-

Kim Yang was immediately hit in the side with a 12.7mm armor-piercing bullet.

Thump – Eclipse’s blade, which had absorbed the powerful impact, began to vibrate violently.

Maru, not missing that fleeting moment, swings his sword at the iron gate.

Kigg …

The thick door was torn to pieces with a loud bang.

thud-

The door was opened but there was no response. Ms. Kim aimed her gun and looked inside.

[Siren, emergency lights all out]

The inside was shrouded in deep darkness.

[No motion detector, no thermal imaging]

“Check here.”

Maru sent a signal to Psychometry. She, wearing a power loader-type exosuit, cautiously looked around the entrance.

[Yes. But too often. Too much is difficult.]

“How many times can I use it continuously in the future?”

[About 3 or 4 times.]

Since I used it twice a little while ago, the number of times I can use it consecutively is about 5~6 times.

[People coming out only have thoughts.]

“Don’t you know things like people’s expressions or situations?”

[I went out in a hurry.]

“Stop saying the obvious.”

Would you have walked leisurely in a situation where a nuclear weapon was being dropped? Isn’t this reckless?

[This is where experimental aircraft are stored. There are missiles and parts used in experiments. The bulkheads are all sealed. It seems that the only security measure is the sealing.]

“Okay. I’ll pass.”

Kim Yang turned around with a regretful expression and said.

[Nothing rare or expensive?]

[Rare? There are 3? 4? Experimental supersonic missiles.]

[Not something like that. Something that can be used right away. Something that costs money. Something like that.]

“Keep quiet and place the drone at the entrance. Just in case.”

[Okay.]

As soon as Yang Kim took out a small spider-like drone from the equipment box and placed it at the entrance, the drone took its place and began surveillance.

“Confirm screen sharing.”

[Lee Sang-moo]

[check]

[check]

Pogurruk-

Things went smoothly after that. After checking two more hangars, we were finally able to get information about the underground space.

“Take a break. Are you okay?”

[Yes. They say there is nothing unusual within a 5km radius.]

“Take turns to let the crows rest and feed them plenty. We’ll go underground soon. Don’t panic if communication is cut off. If something happens here, we’ll contact you via telepathy. If there’s a problem outside, respond strongly.”

[Yes? Strictly?]

“I gave the crows permission to bomb. If they come within 5km, attack them unconditionally.”

[··· yes.]

After a brief rest, we entered a building connected to the underground space, as confirmed by psychometry.

“I’ll go in hiding, Ms. Kim, go in, and the rest of you follow me, hiding in your hiding robes. So how many times can I use psychometry?”

[About twice.]

I thought I had a good rest, but it was only twice.

“Write when I tell you. Don’t write before then.”

[yes.]

The floor disappeared into the rippling space. Then, as psychometry and telepathy also wrapped themselves in hiding robes, Kim Yang spoke.

[If you guys just surround him, what will Dr. Noedungdung do? Put Noedungdung over with the extra stealth robes you have and take turns carrying them.]

Kim Yang’s exosuit, with its shield in front and its 12.7mm dedicated machine gun aimed at the darkness.

As the quiet hallway began to fill with the sound of exosuits moving.

Miss Kim suddenly stopped and gave a signal.

[ceiling.]

Red color.

The CCTV was alive.

The moment everyone’s eyes were turned to the CCTV, thud – the walls on both sides burst open and a mass covered Ms. Kim.

Kiyong- Tak- She pushed back the guy who was rushing at her from one side with her shield and pulled the trigger.

Tadadadadang-

The form of the assailant was revealed by the light from the machine gun.

‘Exosuit?’

Deep sea diving suit? Spacesuit? The exosuit that looked like that couldn’t withstand Kim Yang’s fierce fire and backed away. And then a murderous sound was heard from behind her.

Kwajik-

Woojijik-

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