Rust - Chapter 433



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RUST [RUST]-433

Inside the submarine.

Maru, who had taken off the Ripper suit with the damaged stealth module, wiped his body with a wet towel. Thanks to the neutralizer, he was able to quickly clean up the test subjects, but getting back was the problem.

I don’t know if they controlled it or brainwashed it, but not only did they plant suicide bombers, they also used the navy to launch missile attacks, and now they are mobilizing destroyers to monitor the surrounding waters.

I thought it would be easy to escape if I just destroyed the secret laboratory, but it was very different from what I expected.

‘Walking is…’

If you want to go on foot, you’ll have to give up the submarine and exosuit.

That was a huge loss. In particular, Kim Yang’s custom exosuit was a luxury item that was hard to obtain again. Even if he threw it away, there was no guarantee that he would be able to return. It was ridiculous to walk away with it.

The area was close to the sea, so the temperature was around -20 degrees Celsius, but if you went inland, it might drop to -30 degrees Celsius or even lower. Would everyone be able to endure that extreme cold? It was hard to predict how many people would freeze to death along the way.

‘If only communication had been smooth, there would have been a way.’

It would have been possible to use the airship to communicate with it and tell it to circle around to avoid enemy-controlled areas, but even that would have been difficult in this situation.

‘Still, I was lucky to break it here just now.’

If the experiment of replacing the cannibal’s desire for cannibalism with blood had been completely successful, future fighting would have been difficult.

Since the research was destroyed before it was completed, it will be difficult to start over from scratch. All the experimental equipment, data, and subjects were buried.

Kim Yang’s voice shook the pensive room.

[Here. I brought a spare.]

Kim Yang held out the ripper suit she had brought as a spare. Her eyes scanned Maru’s upper body, pretending not to notice and rolling calmly.

“Thank you.”

[But why the Ripper suit? Isn’t it all over now? Couldn’t you just go out to the submarine and board the airship?]

Maru made a bitter expression at Kim Yang’s question.

“The destroyer Hood mentioned is really annoying. I think it’s an Arleigh Burke-class destroyer.”

Kim Yang opened her mouth wide at Maru’s answer.

‘So you’re saying that the destroyer got caught and you had to change into a Ripper suit?’

This. Are you saying that you’ll board the destroyer if necessary?

You’re not really going to cut down a destroyer, are you?

In an instant, the light disappeared from Kim Yang’s eyes.

Memories that come to mind vaguely… I also rode the KTX, and I rode a yacht and a helicopter.

Come to think of it, I used to leave knife marks on the building’s stairs too.

Miss Kim looked at the floor with dead eyes.

If Baekjeong said he wanted to board the destroyer, the submarine had to go near the destroyer.

That goes without saying.

So what happens next?

Even if Baekjeong succeeds in crossing to the destroyer, what will happen to the submarine left behind? What if a civilian submarine comes near the destroyer? Will it survive?

[That’s a destroyer. Isn’t that a bit much?]

“······.”

Kim Yang, with her dead eyes, sent a signal saying, “It’s not a destroyer, is it? Say no. Quickly. Hurry. Right now.” However, Maru pretended not to notice and continued to do maintenance while wearing his ripper suit.

“It’s a blizzard right now and the waves are high, but once the destroyer starts moving properly, it will be difficult to escape with this submarine.”

The submarine I’m on now is a civilian submarine.

A civilian submarine for underwater sightseeing. This model was used in tourist areas at depths of 10 to 20 meters, with a maximum depth of around 30 meters.

Avoiding a destroyer with a submarine like this? Honestly, it was nearly impossible.

“The options are to either hold out while maintaining a depth of about 20 meters, or to shake off the destroyer and make contact with the airship by any means necessary. Holding out while maintaining a depth is impossible. There are no answers to the oxygen and food issues. This is a tourist submarine, not a military submarine.”

[······.]

Even if you hold out, once the blizzard clears and the waves calm down, it becomes difficult to hide. The only way is to deal with the destroyer somehow and then make contact with the airship.

[Can’t you just blow up the destroyer with a cruise missile from an airship?]

“The GPS is out of order. It might be okay for a stationary destroyer, but it’s hard to hit a destroyer moving in a blizzard or electromagnetic anomaly with a missile. The destroyer itself has good missile defense and detection capabilities.”

[There are crows. What about bombing with them?]

“A destroyer has a detection range of 400-500km on a clear day. Even if the detection range is reduced by 10 times due to snowstorms and electromagnetic anomalies, it should be able to detect 40-50km easily.”

[Then the crow bombing won’t work either?]

“It’s difficult. Even if the detection range is reduced, it would be impossible for crows equipped with bombs to fly 40 to 50 kilometers without stopping and bomb.”

[If you go to the ground?]

“What about the exosuit power problem? Considering the deterioration of the exosuit battery due to the extreme cold, even the unit of time is precarious, and we are going to walk to Detroit, which is about 800 miles (1,288 km) away? Can we endure the extreme cold? And even if we can, how about resupplying? We have to make contact with the airship no matter what. There is no other way.”

[······.]

“The good news is that only one destroyer is moving.”

[···How do you get on a destroyer?]

“That’s the problem. I’m thinking about going to the submarine and pretending to surrender, but if they don’t accept me, then it’s just the end.”

At Maru’s words about going to the destroyer by submarine, the light in Kim Yang’s pupils disappeared.

“Hey. Why are you looking like that? I was just trying to think of a way.”

Once the destroyer was moving, there was no way out to sea.

[That. There are 3 ships, but why did only 1 ship come out?]

“I don’t know. It’s fortunate for us, though.”

Maru wore the helmet of the Ripper suit. If you can’t think of a way, you should ask someone who might have information.

“Huh? Are you talking about the destroyer?”

The man was dumbfounded for a moment after hearing Maru’s words.

[Yeah, the destroyer. I have to deal with that, but there’s no way to get on the destroyer.]

“So you’re saying that if I just ride it, it’ll be solved?”

Nod.

The man drank some water at the sight of Vladimir Kalin nodding slightly.

‘You just have to go up? I knew it was great, but to capture a destroyer all by yourself…’

The man asked for a detailed explanation. Maru calmly explained the current situation. Ms. Kim, who was next to him, hinted at why he was saying such things, but Maru just told everything.

Anyway, if they made contact with the airship, they would check it with psychometry, and if the verification result was negative, they would just extract the information from the brain.

“···A destroyer has started patrolling the surrounding waters, so is it difficult to retreat by sea?”

[okay.]

“Is there any reason to capture or sink a destroyer?”

[None.]

“Then, instead of using a destroyer that’s wandering around, how about using one that’s anchored?”

Should we tame the anchored destroyer and let the guy wandering around outside come?

[That would be better.]

Maru and Kim Yang, intending to get the job done before the snowstorm cleared, immediately got into action.

[Why are you doing that?]

Since Kim Yang couldn’t concentrate, Maru checked to see what the problem was.

[Not one, but two destroyers.]

It was Ms. Kim who was talking nonsense.

Is there something traumatic about the destroyer?

[Why a destroyer?]

[In a submarine…? Huh?]

Come to think of it, aren’t we just out of the submarine?

There was no need to be trapped in a submarine and die helplessly due to an insurmountable obstacle.

[No. Sorry.]

[······.]

It was Ms. Kim who shook her head and regained her strength.

[12.7mm won’t be able to penetrate it. So just aim for the ones that come out.]

[Okay.]

Kim Yang took his position and turned the 8 drones. Maru activated the stealth function of the Ripper suit and ran straight to the port where two destroyers were anchored. The pouring snowstorm covered Maru’s footsteps in an instant.

Self-step – A distance of movement of up to 12 meters in one step.

It was a floor that could be approached with just twenty or so steps.

[Under the streetlight on the right, guard.]

A small image taken by a drone appeared on Maru’s HUD. Normal screen, infrared image, thermal image, and motion detection image were cycled through.

Thud- s …

The guard was busy shaking off the snow piled up on his head and shoulders even as he heard the small sound of Maru approaching, bending down so low that he would be buried in the piled up snow.

The sound of thud-thud, the sound of snow being shaken off, and the sound of the floor being slammed together overlapped. The two guards with sunken jaws and faces disappeared into the white grave.

[11 o’clock. Two guards.]

The path to the anchored destroyer was wide open, as the two guards who were walking were often buried in the snow, perhaps because of the cold.

Before Kim Yang could even advise on a good direction to enter based on the information from the eighth drone, Maru came running.

‘Huh? You’re just going straight there?’

The Arleigh Burke-class destroyer had a crew of over 300. Even if we assume that over 50 had disembarked and were conducting search operations, there were still over 250 crew members left.

Even if only 50 of them were cannibals, it wouldn’t be that dangerous. If it was a destroyer that had to move through a narrow passage, it would be like having a monopoly on the deck.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo-

The sound of running was like a suppressed gunshot. The sight of running with strides of 10 to 12 meters at a time was not even visible due to the stealth function.

The drone’s camera missed the moment when the floating Maru landed on the destroyer. Ms. Kim, who was observing the situation through the scope, was shocked.

‘You kept watching and still missed it?’

After that brief moment, crew members poured out of the hatch connecting the bridge and the deck. Kim Yang reacted immediately and pulled the trigger.

The blizzard swept away the sound of gunfire, but not the bullets. The bullets that had cleanly turned a Marine into an object called out to his brothers and sisters.

Puck- puff puck- puck-

Red petals bloomed around the doorway on the bridge.

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Maru, who entered to take control of the bridge, began close combat using stealth.

puck-

The crew member, who had bowed his head humbly after being hit with a single punch, deeply reflected on his own head that was shaking without a foundation. Forever.

Maru, who had received the two soldiers’ bowed apologies, threw another punch of reflection.

Turup-

The clear and clean blow to the floor was caught with a thud.

‘Cannibal?’

The Confederate side officially claimed to be pure humanist, but there was a cannibal on board. And a non-commissioned officer at that. Well, since the guys who did the biological experiments were stationed here, it wouldn’t be strange if the destroyer was swarming with cannibals.

The guy who grabbed Maru’s fist didn’t miss that brief moment and kicked Maru’s joint with the walker.

It was a natural attack, like flowing water, but Maru raised his sword and protected his shin.

Then, a tackle came in as if in response to Maru’s movement to pull his fist out. Maru defended by stretching his hips and legs back.

The cannibalistic cub was groping around, ready to tackle, but the hallways were starting to fill with crew members.

“Over there!”

“The sergeant is holding something.”

“Look here. The kids here are dead.”

“What the fuck?”

“Kill that bastard!”

A wrinkle formed between Maru’s eyebrows.

‘Do I have to do this shit, rubbing shoulders with cannibals, just to leave no trace?’

Do I have to do this with all those things filling the hallway?

I don’t know, fucking shit.

If there’s any trace, blow it up.

A crimson murderous aura rose up as if it were a typology.

Shudder.

The body of the cannibal that had clung to me as if to tackle me froze, unable to withstand the intense killing intent.

The crew members who had been rushing in with all sorts of weapons and guns as the cannibal sergeant fought against something invisible froze on the spot.

Kiririririk-

Eclipse, pulled out with a strange sound, detached the torso of the cannibal sergeant who was groping for the lower body as if to tackle it.

With one swing of the sword, the lower body became independent from the upper body, and with a second swing, the head and both arms briefly defied gravity.

Chikikikiking-

The tip of the sword grazed the iron plates on both sides, and the sparks flying up were eaten by the blood that flew in all directions.

“Ugh- Ugh···.”

“Ughhhh- Save me···.”

Death rushed towards the frozen crew, ignoring their desperate pleas, sorrow, and groans.

Quajajajak-

The blood-soaked blade only imposed eternal freedom.

Tiddidding-

Ki-ki-gi …

Sparks fly, blood flows

The five bodies scattered in all directions began to roll freely through the hallway.