Rust - Chapter 73



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RUST -73

Spicy smoke? It’s tear gas.

Ms. Kim immediately put on her oxygen mask. The oxygen tank on her back felt heavy.

How many did you catch?

4 feet.

Two of them were not completely finished.

The tear gas emitted thick smoke like a smoke bomb.

Thump-thump-thump-

Tear gas continued to fall from the launcher onto the deck.

Kim Yang fired semi-automatically at the rubber boats that were occasionally visible through the smoky smoke. He needed to save bullets, but he was in no situation or mood to do so. Somehow, his heart was heavy. His breathing was slightly rapid.

Only the recoil felt on my shoulders shook and gave me a sense of reality.

Two-two-tak

Thud thud

Tick!

Clank-

I checked the number of bullets left and shot, but I forgot about it. I reflexively changed the magazine only after hearing the sound of an empty bullet hitting. I used to aim at people on rubber boats, but now I shoot at people and rubber boats whenever I see them. When I shoot rubber boats, it takes time for the air to escape. So I have to aim and shoot…

The thought, ‘This shouldn’t be happening,’ slowly disappeared into the past.

ripple-

The catamaran rocked like a hooked tuna.

ripple-

The yacht rocked from side to side as it moved out of the harbor.

The rocking recoil turned into a rattling truck.

‘Keep this on. Hold on tight to Mom. If you break up with Mom, sell this and make some money.’

My mother looked worried and put a thin silver ring around my neck.

Rattling-

Tudadadak-

Gunshots.

As soon as they got off the rattling truck, people scattered in all directions like cockroaches. The fog that came from somewhere swallowed them up like living creatures.

Screams and pleas. Gunshots and beatings. Between the sounds, the smell of the muddy river water changed into the pungent smell of blood.

Where did I run? How did I run? In front of a white barrier blocking the way. Mom was not there.

Tutu tuk-

The shadow fell.

Tata tak

The shadow fell behind.

One by one, the screaming shadows rise upward. They have risen upward. They are coming this way.

Tick!

Tick!

Clank-

Ta-da-dak- ta-da-dak

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Ki-soon was horrified when he heard the gunshots coming from above getting faster and faster.

There weren’t as many sniper rifle bullets as you’d think. The magazine that Kim Yang was carrying had 10 rounds in it, so it had between 10 and 11 bullets. So in terms of bullet count, it was no more than 100 or 110 at most.

The number of enemies came and went around 50. So if you kill each enemy with 2 shots, you should be able to kill them easily. If Kim Yang’s condition was normal, one shot, one kill would be possible. But that wasn’t the case.

‘I’m going crazy. Did my eyes just roll back?’

Even though I instinctively fired the gun in bursts, I fired 3 or 2 shots at a time, but I was firing 3 or 4 shots and then emptying the magazine.

Aaaah

If things continued like this, it was over. What should I do?

Ki-sun rocked the catamaran from side to side. It was a catamaran, so if it were a regular yacht, it would have swayed a lot, but it swayed less. The advantage of being able to sail stably worked against it in this situation.

What the fuck.

Ki-soon put on an oxygen mask, wearing another bulletproof vest over the one he was wearing. Oh, an oxygen tank! He even carried an oxygen tank, and didn’t forget to put on his bulletproof helmet.

It wasn’t that he was going out to help. It was clearly a misfire. Since his eyes were turned away, he probably wouldn’t have thought of guarding the cockpit first. But if he were to talk on the radio, Kim Yang’s location would be exposed, so that wasn’t the case.

After all, the cockpit was a place he had to guard.

“Yeah. Come on. Come on.”

Ki-soon, who had covered the cockpit chair and the chairs next to it with bulletproof vests, aimed the muzzle of a 9mm machine gun at the door.

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Tadak

Tap

with a plop!

Kim Yang pulled the trigger toward the shadows shouting something.

asleep.

Die. Die.

Die. Die!

I ran away from the thick foggy riverside and continued to climb the mountain blindly. There I met an old herbalist. He helped me. I thought there was such a thing as goodwill. After almost a month, he asked me to go down with him to sell the herbs he had collected. I didn’t know if I could find my mother if I went to the nearby city.

The place the herbalist grandfather took me to was…

There was no good intention. Yes, there was no good intention.

I ran away. I managed to escape. Unlike the main streets, the alleys of the city were narrow, dirty, dark, and smelly. Rats as big as my forearm peered out.

How many days had passed? I caught and ate a rat. It was hard to catch. My body felt heavier and heavier. I didn’t eat much, but my stomach felt strangely uncomfortable. After wandering around the alley looking for my mother and almost getting dragged away, the complexity and darkness of the alley became my only shelter.

Looking at the bright road from inside the dark alley, watching people walking around, I held the silver ring around my neck tightly. I can’t sell it. I thought if I sold it, I would never see my mother again. So. It’s okay now.

I searched through trash cans, sometimes catching rats, and sometimes stealing the wallets of drunkards. The drunkards quickly disappeared somewhere. How long had it been since the police searched the alleys, hid, climbed onto rooftops, and slept in the cracks of roofs? I had forgotten how many days had passed. All I could do was look at the bright street during the day, hoping for something.

Is there such a thing as a miracle?

Outside the dark alley, a skinny middle-aged woman was walking around. She was thin, but I could tell. Her deep, shining eyes were unfamiliar, but it was definitely her. It was my mother.

“mom!”

I ran through the darkness towards the bright street, towards my mother.

Maybe there was a sky that the adults talked about. That’s why I was able to meet my mother.

Dadadak

My steps were light. My heavy body felt like it was flying away. My mother was in front of me.

Bam!

It wasn’t a warm hug.

But that painful embrace that I felt I could never let go of was even more heartbreaking.

I cried and cried. The tears just poured out.

My mother’s dry, hook-like hands groped all over my body.

I wanted to say, “It’s okay.” “You’re not hurt.” But all I could say was tears. All I could say was “Mom.”

The hand that had been examining every nook and cranny of his body then headed towards the nape of his neck.

Bam!

A withered hand cut off the silver ring necklace hanging around his neck.

?

Kwak!

A hand holding the forearm.

His slender fingers dug into my forearm.

Dragging and pulling.

“Huh? Mom?”

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Tata tak

Dadadak

dump

Shadows rose onto the deck. One by one, men with gas masks on their faces came up.

Eaten by the fog.

Yeah, Mom was eaten by the fog.

The mother who was captured by the shadow in the fog······.

Tadak

Crunch!

Tick-

My hand, which had been instinctively reaching forward to change the magazine, lost where to go. There was no magazine.

Kim Yang immediately pulled out his Walther P22. A shadow came up the stairs through the tear gas smoke.

Knock! Knock!

Two feet at knee level.

The man wearing a gas mask slumped forward.

Boom! Boom!

Two feet on the head.

I came up the stairs and kicked him as he stumbled and fell down.

Crunch. The corpse fell down the stairs with a thud, tangled with the person following it.

One of the men who came up onto the deck turned the gun. Kim Yang lowered her head and pulled the trigger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Legs. Head. Chest.

Two shots to the head of a man who had just collapsed and was trying to get up by pushing the body away.

Knock! Knock!

Die. Die. Die. Die.

Tick- I instinctively changed the magazine. One round in the chamber. Now that I changed the magazine, there were 10 rounds, a total of 11.

The oxygen mask was stuffy.

The oxygen tank on his back felt heavy, just like in the past.

The smoke from the tear gas was as foul as it was today. So die. Die. Die. Everyone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Head. Head. Head.

A feeling from behind. Kim Yang’s blankly opened eyes turned to the back.

As soon as he realized that he had been discovered, the man who had been sneaking up on him with a knife screamed and ran towards him.

“Dieeeeeeeeeee!”

Boom!

A man fell to the ground with an exclamation of ‘Ouch.’ after being hit in the instep.

The trigger was pulled before I could even raise my arms to the gun pointed in front of my eyes.

The man hiding next to me swung his Japanese sword with a full swing.

Ms. Kim held out her right hand as if it was natural.

Cock!

He held out his right arm cast to block the knife, and shot the man in the stomach and head with the Walther P22 in his left hand. Bang – Drops of blood splattered and flowed down the front of the transparent oxygen mask.

“Come up here quickly! Come here quickly. Kill that bitch. Kill her!”

Kim Yang looked at the man screaming loudly with her eyes wide open.

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Papa Park! Bam!

A bullet hit the bulletproof vest on the chair.

“Fuck. Come on. Stop squawking at the door, you little shits.”

Dada dadadak!

A silenced submachine gun fired low. The men outside the door were increasing one by one. Judging by the silence above, I thought the sniper rifle had run out of ammunition.

Ms. Kim will take care of it, so this is the problem. When she runs out of bullets and tries to change the magazine, she will rush in at that moment.

‘Fuck. Am I an idiot?’

Ki-soon continued to fire bullets.

The machine gun that had been spitting out bullets clicked shut. As soon as the bullets stopped pouring down, the guys hiding behind the door rushed in shouting, “Wahahaha, you’re dead.”

Ki-sun greeted the kids who came in while aiming the submachine gun he had loaded next to him.

“Okay. Come on in.”

Ta-da-da-dak!

The two guys became a beehive. Ki-soon screamed loudly.

“Come on, come on, kids!”

Ta-da-dak! Ta-da-dak!

He was firing a submachine gun with one hand, and changing the magazine of the machine gun that ran out of bullets with the other hand. If I had known this would happen, I should have laid out four or five guns instead of just two.

“I told you to come? Why are you scared?”

As if in response to Ki-soon’s scream, a clip-popping sound was heard.

Ting!

Degurrurur.

Huh? That doesn’t mean you should come in?

The round thing rolls.

Cockpit flying away and goodbye ending?

It was reflexive. Ki-soon rolled over the chair covered with bulletproof vest and knocked it over.

bang!

The chair was shattered into pieces.

The bulletproof vest must have been effective because the grenade fragments didn’t fly everywhere. Ki-sun, who had been crouching down, felt around. His limbs were fine. The cockpit and the machines were fine, too.

The men who confirmed that the grenade had exploded came inside. The top of Gi-sun’s head turned. Gi-sun held a submachine gun in each hand and shouted.

“They’re all dead! You fucking bastards!”

Doo doo doo doo doo!

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Several rubber boats were disabled as Kim Yang shot properly. The rubber boats rushed in without any regard for the danger. The catamaran, rocking left and right, tried to free the attached rubber boats. Although it shook hard from side to side, the rubber boats clung to it as tenaciously as hyenas clung to a buffalo.

A spicy smell wafted through the wind, stimulating Maru’s sense of smell. It was tear gas. More than 10 tear gas canisters were fired, raising a thick smoke screen. Perhaps because the smoke blocked her vision, Ms. Kim started shooting only at the nearby rubber boats.

Tear gas continued to fall on the catamaran deck. The catamaran, engulfed in smoke, struggled like a ghost ship in the fog.

At that moment, Maru, who was driving the amphibious vehicle, felt a sense of life. A dark and sticky sense of life, the futility of life fading away, and the murderous intent to kill were all mixed together.

thud!

The sound of a grenade exploding was heard inside the catamaran.

Tadadadada!

The raw sound of gunfire, not the muffled sound of gunfire with a silencer, began to spread.

Maru’s heart became anxious. He didn’t know what would happen if he kept going at this speed. He pulled the accelerator as hard as he could, but the speed on the water was too slow. Even though he was carrying a load, it was only about 5 km/h.

Maru turned his head at the sound of the motor behind him. He saw rubber boats and fishing boats heading in the direction the catamaran was rocking.

after-

I had to stop them. If they went that far, it would be dangerous for both Ki-sun and Kim. What should I do? It would be difficult to keep up with a motorboat or a fishing boat at the speed of an amphibious vehicle.

At that moment, when he was feeling suffocated because he had no other way, a motorboat drifting with its passengers missing caught Maru’s eye.