Rust - Chapter 834



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RUST [RUST]-834

Dan Brown immediately sent the electronic document. He said he would also send the paper document through a special envoy, so there was no chance of any awkwardness over the Canadian issue.

‘That’s great, old man.’

The fact that he had contacted the emergency line meant that he had guessed that he was watching the battle between the Imperial Army and the vampires from this side.

Even though he guessed that Maru would have noticed that the formation the Imperial Army had deployed to deal with the vampires was a formation they had trained to subdue, he bowed his head to save his soldiers.

‘They were elite soldiers, after all.’

That wasn’t all. They bowed their heads like that, making it seem like the core force of the empire was fighting against vampires and cannibals.

Would an empire with a population approaching 35 million be willing to risk its lives against two companies at the smallest, or a battalion at the largest? Probably not.

‘Ah- I told you, you really look like a raccoon.’

Maru shook his head slightly.

In any case, Canada was a land with a definite future value. It was a land that you could claim to reclaim after starving and freezing all the bastards to death and then emptying it.

It was a good thing that things were sorted out so cleanly, since the Empire and the Free Canadian League were bound to become entangled later on.

Okay. Now, I guess we have to see the end.

“Your turn. Shit-knife.”

A white sack stuck on a small brown mound trembled as it dreamed of liberation. The floor gave a low warning to the trembling of that cheer.

“This is your last chance. If you keep eating however you want, I’ll make sure you eat shit for the rest of your life.”

Brrrrrrrr-

Maru opened the hatch as he held the handle trembling as if he would never do that. In the video, a vampire with its body half exposed due to its concealment equipment being damaged was shaking the imperial army.

As Maru, who had confirmed the location, activated the jetpack, a long howling sound was heard along with a white trail that continued towards the ground.

‧

Kwajik-

An Imperial soldier who blocks a fencing thrust (Coup droit) by slightly twisting his broad shield.

Unlike the Holy Kingdom, it was a rough-looking machine with armor added to the power loader type exosuit. The Imperial soldiers’ skill in handling shields was considerable, as if the appearance specialized in strength and defense was not for decoration.

Kwajik- Kwajijik-

One lightning-quick stab was blocked, then two more. Was there a high-speed camera? The Imperial soldier endured the three stabs that seemed impossible to block.

The first one he blocked by twisting his shield, the second one he twisted his body to deflect with his glove, and the last stab was a stroke of luck.

During those three stabs, the soldiers who had been holding their formation stepped forward half a step. As they advanced slightly, a 20mm Vulcan cannon opened fire through the gap created.

‘These things… these guys. Did they know I was coming?’

The Count, who jumped back, could not understand the situation. Not only was the movement of the imperial army like cogwheels, but their organization itself was also like that.

A disadvantageous formation when fighting humans or simple new humans. If a mortar shell were to land on such a dense formation, they would be wiped out in one shot.

Moreover, it was not a tactic that could stop a mutated monster. Even if you had a thick shield and a claymore attached to it, it wouldn’t be able to stop a giant mutated monster from charging.

Then why did he attach a claymore to the thick new material shield? It was meant to be used to deter hidden humanoid enemies, and those who engage in close combat.

‘This is it. This is ridiculous.’

The corners of the count’s eyes, which had been looking bewildered, suddenly curved and turned into a smile. Judging from the movements and equipment of the imperial army, it was not something that could be prepared for in a day or two.

They must have been preparing for at least six months, maybe even longer. That means they weren’t a force targeting the Count himself.

‘As expected. The Empire was preparing for the King of the Holy Kingdom.’

No matter how much they were allies, in politics there were no permanent enemies or allies. Just as the Empire kept Vladimir Kalin in check, the Theocracy also kept the Empire in check.

‘I recovered all the Empire’s nuclear weapons and replaced them with nuclear weapons from the Holy Kingdom.’

In the first place, handing over the weapon with a lock so that it could not be used as a nuclear weapon to the Holy Kingdom was, no matter how you look at it, an act to check the Empire.

Thuuddududduk-

The Count, who dodged the powerful crossfire with a back jump (Bond en arrière, Bond en arrière), bent forward and started running in a long semicircle.

The 20mm Vulcan cannon followed him as if not wanting to miss him, but that was only for a moment. The semicircular movement brought the Imperial Army formation next to the Count.

The Count, who had blocked the Vulcan Cannon, extended his thrust toward the shield again. It was an attack aimed at the shield, not the soldier behind the shield.

The soldier used his strength to slightly dissipate the impact of the powerful thrust. The count was slightly impressed by the way he twisted the shield in small ways.

But that was exactly the move he was aiming for. The Count took advantage of the gap between the Imperial soldiers’ slight twists of their shields to dismantle the Claymore.

‘It’s done now.’

Now that I’ve gotten rid of the Claymores that would explode like reactive armor at the slightest touch, they’re no better than turtles. All I had to do was stick my sword into their shrunken heads and they were done for.

The Count took off his broken helmet from the Claymore and 20mm Vulcan cannon. The stealth function that had been maintained like a broken image was released, revealing the Count’s appearance.

Rather than attacking hastily, the Imperial Army began to move its formation to reduce the angle of misfire. They were so focused on the front even though there was a melee in the rear. They were truly elite soldiers.

“Those who survive will be accepted as new humans.”

The Count’s lips were full of praise.

(Break their formation.)

The cannibals who had been fighting in the rear began to go berserk. Although they were cannibals who had never died before, they now moved as if they had thrown away their lives.

The rear of the imperial army, which had held out despite being outnumbered, was about to collapse under the raging waves when a howling was heard from the sky.

The sound that had been continuing for a long time was aimed squarely at the Count. The blood vessels on the Count’s forehead rose at the sound that interrupted him just as he was about to peel off the tough skin and cook it.

“What kind of guy is this!”

The appearance of an enemy that can only be heard but not seen.

Kaaa …

The roar of an engine, like the roar of a beast, faded into the distance, but my vampire senses warned me that an invisible enemy was nearby.

‘This guy.’

It was a stealth suit. A stealth suit of a higher quality than the one made in Virginia, the Confederate States of America. Feeling momentarily humiliated, the Count attacked the Imperial forces.

On the surface, it seemed like he was venting his anger on the imperial army right in front of him, but in reality, it was an attempt to lure the enemy who was hiding by giving them an opening.

The hidden enemy did not react to the count’s perfectly natural anger and subsequent attacks. When the enemy did not take the bait, the bulging veins on the count’s forehead twitched.

‘If it comes out like that.’

If you kill the imperial army, they will move. The sharp tip of the count’s sword shot towards the imperial soldier. Just like the first time, the soldier slightly twisted his shield to block the stab.

But now there was no Claymore. The Count, who had closed the distance with a stab, kicked the shield. Thump- The shield shook with a dull impact.

The Count’s blade dug into the shaking. The exosuit, which had been covered in armor, was pierced without fail.

The blade pierced the soldier’s forearm, twisted like a snake, slicing through his elbow joint and aiming for the gap between his helmet and neck.

At the same time, the movement of a hidden enemy was felt. The Count jumped, relying on the twisting blade. The enemy’s attack followed the jump.

Kwajik-

The sight of the upper part of the Imperial Army’s shield, which was supposed to block even anti-tank missiles, disappearing as if eaten by a beast.

‘What the…’

He pulled out the sword he had been using to cut down the imperial army and swung it in all directions in the air.

Phew – nothing.

Phew – nothing.

Whoosh- kuddudduk-

A blade made of alien material made a grinding sound in a blender.

“There you are!!”

The Count, who changed direction in the air using a handful of recoil, began to thrust fiercely into the air. The sight of the swift thrust splitting apart in an instant.

Ting- tang-

Kkdididididididid-

The stabs that shot out like a shower were blocked by a transparent shield and could not extend. In that few seconds, the imperial soldier with the injured arm retreated and the soldier next to him filled the gap.

Even though he was so blatant, the Count could not attack the Imperial Army. The hidden enemy in front of him was not an easy opponent.

‘There was a guy like this in the empire?’

Did he miss the information? No, he couldn’t have. He had been preparing for a long time to eat up Canada and the Empire.

‘Or is this the butcher of the Holy Kingdom?’

Vladimir Kalin, the King of the Holy Kingdom, is said to be a great swordsman, but that is all.

‘He wasn’t. He was at the level of someone with awakened physical abilities. Even if you hit him hard, he was just a low-level new human.’

Maru was a count who thought that he could not be his opponent. This was even more evident when watching the battle footage of Vladimir Kalin, who was active as a mercenary during the United States era.

The guy in the video didn’t have any proper swordsmanship. He just used his stealth suit to make surprise attacks and relied on his sharp senses to swing his sword.

That is why the Count could not believe that the skilled swordsman who blocked his attack was a swordsman of the Holy Kingdom.

If it was Maru, as seen in the video, he would have avoided countering his attack and then used stealth to attack from behind.

So the count was confused. He had set up an ambush to catch the bastard, in the last thought of his escort, who had encountered the swordsman, but when he arrived at the scene, there was an elite force of the imperial army.

While the elite Imperial troops were being slaughtered, the swordsman was nowhere to be seen. What was even funnier was that the elite Imperial troops seemed to have trained to catch the Sacred Kingdom’s butchers.

Even the Count himself was a highly skilled soldier who displayed high-level responses. He had almost caught them all, but the person who suddenly appeared was such a great swordsman.

Despite the chaos and confusion, the Count was in high spirits.

If he could capture the elite soldiers of the empire here and make them his subordinates, he could replenish the lost troops. And he could also make troops that could withstand the attacks of nobles of the count level, even if only for a short time.

What would happen if these elite soldiers evolved into new humans? The lower-level nobles and upper-middle-level new humans would be able to be subjugated by soldiers alone.

‘If we select the common soldiers from the Free Canadian League and absorb these elite soldiers, we will have the best military power.’

The swordsman in front of him now seemed like a person who could replace the two dead guards. That was why the Count unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

[Laughing?]

Maru was the first to react to the count’s smile. And the count’s keen senses sensed the hiding place. The count turned his head toward the hiding place and made a generous suggestion.

“The empire will fall. Don’t waste your talents. Come under me.”

Maru was dumbfounded by the vampire’s suggestion. Without even saying a word, Maru released the seal on Nuclipse.

[Ask.]

WHEEK – The Count snorted at the sensation of the blade being swung honestly.

“I won’t kill you. Don’t worry. We need talented people to accomplish a great undertaking.”

The Count tried to block the swinging blade while stabbing Maru’s lower body at the same time. The idea was to restrain his mobility and slowly catch him.

And at the moment when he flicked away the short, yellow-tinged blade, the blade fluttered as if it were alive.

It wasn’t swordsmanship. It was literally a sword, a yellow blade that moved like a fish flapping its wings.

“What the heck!”

The tip of Nuclipse’s sword, which had deflected the Count’s sword, opened up the space and aimed for the Count’s head.

Kwajik—

Thud – The arm holding the sword fell to the floor.

The count, whose shoulder blades had disappeared as if they had been bitten off, made an expression of disbelief.