Rust - Chapter 513



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RUST-513

Bear. Bear. Bear.

Soup. Stew. Dumplings. Jumulreok. Soups.

As expected, there was nothing to throw away. Not even one.

The guys who caused trouble in Toledo have been wiped out.

They must have also signed a non-aggression treaty with the Confederacy.

All that remains is a pleasant vacation.

Slurp slurp-

After a satisfying day of lazing around, Ms. Kim carefully inhaled a bowl of warm bear meat dumpling soup.

Were bears originally this delicious?

They said it was tough, smelly, and tasteless, but it was soft, rich, and had a heavy taste.

Maybe it was because he was a mutant, but who would know?

They said it would be okay if I boil it for a long time?

Well, as long as it tastes good, what more do you want?

huh.

Slurp slurp-

Next time I should try adding kalguksu instead of dumplings.

I think it would be okay to put in some sujebi as well. That would be good.

Bear Kalgukjebi with plenty of potatoes, zucchini, and onions.

While eating dumpling soup, Kim Yang, who was absorbed in the kalguksu plan, was given an operational order.

[Order to deploy to Seattle. Secure F-22 facilities and secure important technology and equipment.]

Kwaa – I guess it tastes best when eaten hot.

[···After cooperating with the Imperial Army and clearing out the cannibal clans around Seattle···]

Hooroop- Hoohoo-

Huroop- Miss. Hot.

[···Confirmed to be a bear that annihilated the Imperial Army reconnaissance force··· . High probability of mutation···.]

“···bear?”

Kim Yang, who had gulped down the hot pot in one gulp, suddenly stood up.

The bear is mine.

She immediately organized an expedition force including two tanks, two armored cars, a crow, and a wolf and shouted:

“Our target is the bear!”

bear.

That very bear.

Kaaaak

Awww

Crows and wolves responded enthusiastically to the mention of bear hunting.

[Isn’t that the acquisition of F-22 technology and equipment?]

“You can do that by catching the bear and taking it slow.”

A giant airship soared toward the west, where the sun was setting.

Director Yu Mark 2 looked out the airship window at the sunset with blurry eyes.

Why am I being taken?

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President Den Brown poured white milk into his strong black tea.

The red and white mixed in the teacup slowly turned into chaos. I don’t know how my taste changed like this, but one thing was certain: it was a secretly addictive taste.

‘There’s a reason the British have liked this kind of thing for generations.’

[A reply has arrived from the Holy Kingdom. They say they will participate in Operation Seattle.]

“That’s good. Did Vladimir Kalin himself move?”

Since we went straight to the Newport News Shipyard after eating the Atlantic Carrier Strike Group 2, why not go straight to Seattle too?

[No. It was Yania Kim and her bodyguard who were dispatched.]

“Yania Kim? How are you doing with the hair?”

[With the Confederacy and the Holy Kingdom signing a non-aggression pact, no force is left capable of attacking Toledo, which has a strong military presence.]

“There’s no way the National Guard would stay alive in Ohio.”

Ohio, which borders southeastern Michigan, had its major cities of Columbus, Cleveland and Cincinnati largely undamaged.

However, Cleveland’s problem was that gangs and cartels had taken over the city, and other cities were busy trying to contain the proliferation of monster rats.

Naturally, the National Guard, which was in charge of defense and security, had no capacity to pay attention to Toledo, which had already been looted. Rather, since Toledo had been taken, it was a situation where they would have liked to clean up the rats and outlaws nearby.

[In fact, northern Ohio, including Cleveland, is controlled by gangs, cartels, and the mafia, and the farmlands are infested with monster rats, so it seems like they’ve basically given up on it.]

“Monster rats? Well, I guess the rat population has exploded in the Corn Belt region.”

[Yes, it is said that the risk of waves is increasing due to the explosive increase in the number of rats that occupy grain storages during the winter.]

“Are those suicide rats that were found in south Detroit still there?”

[Yes. They say they gather at regular intervals, just like border guards. In addition, the number of suicide rats seems to be increasing rapidly.]

“Border guards···.”

The reason southern Michigan, along the state border, was safe was simple: the suicide rats were keeping other rats from moving north.

Self-destruction means that they know about bombs. It’s amazing that these little rats can handle bombs, but more importantly, someone is supplying the rats with bombs.

‘It must be the Holy Kingdom.’

Looking at the current situation, it was clear that they had not been tamed like crows. If they had succeeded in taming the rats, they would not have sent a strike force to Toledo. They would have just sent a few tens of thousands of rats and that would have been the end of it.

So it was clear that the Holy Kingdom had no control over the suicide rats. However, it was clear that there was some way to keep them stationed at the border, even if they could not control them at will.

‘Why do suicide rats guard the borders of the Holy Kingdom?’

The rat was a numbers thug.

A thousand was overwhelmingly stronger than a hundred, and ten thousand was overwhelmingly stronger than a thousand.

Imagine a horde of dangerous rats running around with suicide devices. Could you stop them? Honestly, there was no answer.

‘Did you feed them enough? So that their numbers could increase?’

That’s probably not it.

Food would be plentiful in the Ohio Corn Belt. The rats would have simply flocked there. But they didn’t. The Bomb Rats took control of the Corn Belt area and then stopped advancing.

‘I don’t know.’

So the Holy Kingdom had suicide rats guarding its borders, without any apparent orders being given.

“Brooklyn area, how’s the suppression operation going?”

[We have successfully secured the Navy Yard. We are now searching the abandoned factory area.]

“If you have any problems, don’t force yourself, but ask the Holy Kingdom for help.”

[All right.]

Do you know? They might bring in bomb rats from the Holy Kingdom. They used rats to take over the Newport News Shipyard easily. I hope they sort this out quickly.

Dan Brown briefly considered whether to formally request help, but decided against it. The cost of ridding the Navy Yard of all the rats was difficult to calculate, and if one were to do so, the bill would likely be enormous.

“What about the Seattle Operations Unit?”

[We expect to arrive at the operation location at approximately 5:10 PM.]

“There is no need to encounter the Holy Kingdom. Just adjust your operational areas so they don’t overlap.”

[All right.]

There was no need to blush with the Holy Kingdom.

“What about W+?”

[The EEG network is slightly unstable, but within laboratory prediction range.]

W+ Program. A program to mass-produce clone soldiers using the remaining samples after the U+ program failed due to a laboratory bombing.

Since the sample that survived the explosion powerful enough to completely blow up the lab was Director Yu’s sample, the clone was also made based on Director Yu.

The number of successful cultures was 20. The number of successful information transplant programs was only 13. The Empire sent all of the clone troopers to Seattle.

Seattle was a good environment for obtaining diverse data.

There would be clashes with the cannibal clans, and cooperation with the Holy Kingdom might be necessary during the operation. Considering that there would also be clashes with various animals, including a fight with a mutated monster bear, there was no better opportunity to steal data.

If the operation was successful, Chancellor Dan Brown planned to increase the number of clone troopers.

‘If it’s useful, I have to pick it properly.’

In order to fight against enemies who were producing overwhelming quantities, we also needed to provide some quantity. And replenishing our power through clone production was the only way to deal with such quantity warfare.

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Kim Yang, who had set up a base on the outskirts of Seattle, immediately began searching.

“Crows. Attention-”

Kak-

Ms. Kim nodded with satisfaction at the unified answer.

“We’re checking all of downtown Seattle, except for the guys escorting the airship. Remember? The guy we caught last time was in a building downtown.”

Kak-

The first monster bear I caught was using the building as its home. The crows answered as if they remembered.

“See that big building over there? Turn left from that building and look for any traces the bear has made. Once you find it, send a signal.”

Kak-

Kaaaak-

“Wolves search for tracks from this forest. Do you have a rough idea of ​​where the bear trails are?”

Woof-

Bears and wolves were competitive in nature. They were often enemies, so they knew roughly how each other would move.

“If you find a bear, don’t try to catch it. Surround it from a distance and then send a signal.”

Boom.

“Okay. Okay, let’s start now.”

When Kim Yang clapped her hands, the crows and wolves scattered in all directions. Even though she checked for a bear first, she did not forget her duty.

“Tank No. 1 will go to the parts factory east of Seattle with six SS teams. Take control of the parts factory, check if the technicians are alive, and take all the parts and equipment.”

[ancient!]

The tank roared out of the camp. It was flanked by an armored car and escorted by infantry and guards armed with exosuits.

“What the hell. Why did you bring me here, you piece of shit?”

“Huh? Of course you should come. Who will guard Jinji? You should guard the poop diaper.”

Director Yu Mark 2 shouted at Kim Yang’s seemingly obvious answer.

“You crazy bitch!!! How can you do something like this!!” (You crazy bitch, how can you command something like this!!)

“Huh? That’s still the case.”

Kim Yang placed the battle command assistant AI in front of Director Yu Mark 2. It was an AI used to manage the outer stronghold fortresses in the Holy Kingdom.

It was a pretty good AI, even if it wasn’t as good as the traffic light AI years ago. It had learned by listening to the conversation between itself and Director Yu Mark 2, so it should be able to interpret it to some extent. Yeah.

“What do you want me to do with this?” (What do you want me to do with this?)

“If you speak here, the AI ​​will translate it for you, so use this to command.”

‘No, you’re going straight into the actual battle without even practicing beforehand?’

Kim Yang responded to Director Yoo Mark 2’s gaze.

‘The original always said, the best practice is real-life.’

Kim Yang, wearing a special exosuit, coolly stepped out of the combat command vehicle.

It really just went away.

A look of absurdity filled Director Yu Mark 2’s eyes. She also began conducting in front of a microphone connected to artificial intelligence.

“Ah- I’ll go to the Giji Juubyeok Diantaar Shijaka and go to the Tankun Izanmaguro···.”

(Ah- Start reconnaissance around the base, cover the tank with camouflage net···.)

The command assistant AI immediately translated the command and outputted it.

[Ah- Picking up trash (support), starting with the tram···.]

Dog chew-

Director Yu Mark 2 hits the AI ​​unit. Shut up!

Kim Yang glanced back at the slightly noisy Jinji.

Since the fort was built on the outskirts of Seattle, there was no chance of the cannibals coming all the way here. Even if they did, there were airships and crows waiting in the sky, so it would end with an aerial bombardment.

Aooooooo-

Woof-woof-woof-

The signal of a wolf could be heard from afar. It was followed by a loud howl, indicating that there was an enemy. Kim Yang started running at top speed.

Kkiyungkiyungkiyungkiyungkiyungki—yung—

At the place where I arrived after running like that, a pack of wolves were facing off.

‘What is this?’

Even as Kim Yang’s exosuit arrived, the wolf pack continued to glare at each other and growl.

Krrrrrr

Woof. Woof. Woof.

The wolf with the collar is on this side, the wolf without the collar is on the wild side.

But why are the wild ones showing their teeth and making a fuss?

Miss Kim tilted her head.

Oh. So you’re growling at me because I’ve entered your territory?

Crunch!

At the sound of loading, the heads of the wild wolves she had not even noticed turned.

Yeah, it’s late.

Tudadadadadak!