Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 369



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EP.369 Exile (11)

Soviet troops fighting Nazi Germany during World War II.

A coalition of Russian warlords fighting against the Exiles today.

Although the two were similar in that they were groups that disregarded human life and had a common enemy, they differed greatly in their unity.

The Soviet army recruited from all over the place, so at first they treated people of all backgrounds like chickens.

However, through shared joys and sorrows and battles, they became united in camaraderie.

On the other hand, the military alliances were rivals who fought over limited resources and territory.

This led to the disadvantage of lack of unity, but it worked as an advantage in situations where friendly and enemy forces were mixed.

“Shoot!”

The tank commander shouted.

Where the main gun is aimed, there are Russian soldiers mixed with Exiles.

“But if things continue like this, our allies…”

“The friendly forces are a mess! They’ll get killed by the monsters anyways, so let’s just send them all at once! Don’t you remember when those bastards stole the cannery?”

Even if an individual soldier doesn’t know, a tank commander knows the operational terrain and unit deployment very well.

Since he was not even from the same affiliation and was a warlord with whom they had ill feelings, he gave the order to open fire without hesitation.

The catcher, who had been hesitating, fired with the determination to survive at least once.

Bam!

With a loud noise, the gun barrel inside the tank retreated, spitting out a large shell.

The tank commander poured machine gun rounds into the dusty firing point.

He showed his sincerity by avoiding the silhouettes in the sand that looked like humans and only shooting at those that were obviously monsters.

This was happening throughout the Russian coalition, to varying degrees.

“Eww!”

“These little bastards… kekekeke!”

“Yeah, I survived!”

Some were killed by bullets fired by their own compatriots, while others were able to shake off the monsters that were chasing them.

“Don’t run, you idiots! Lie down!”

A sergeant shouted as he fired a machine gun from atop a Humvee.

“Hey you punk! I remembered your face! Let’s see if you come back alive!”

An officer, crawling up next to the wheel of the Humvee, gritted his teeth and shouted.

“Should I shoot you first? Huh?!”

The non-commissioned officer holding the machine gun also responded as if he could not give up.

They both cursed each other with their mouths, but their guns were pointed only at the monsters.

Ironically, this ignorant response provided a lifeline for the Russian Allied forces whose command and defense lines had collapsed.

If you are afraid of shooting your own troops and say ‘Hey!’, you will only get annihilated if you mix them up even more.

Even if it is ruthless, it is a wise decision to sweep away the enemy together with your allies.

“Get down! Get down, I don’t want to get wet!”

In the midst of the chaos, officers gave orders to the surrounding soldiers.

puck!

“Eww!”

“Why, why did you hit me…”

“shut up!”

Soldiers who were slow to grasp the situation used their butts to hit their knees instead of talking.

Everyone lies down and crawls, gathering all the strength they had before they could walk.

Of course, that didn’t only have its advantages.

“No! Don’t lie down!”

“Get out of here right now, even if you get shot and killed!”

Those who were close to the Exiles or the tunnels they had dug had no time to leisurely walk.

Snap!

A soldier crawling in fear of a machine gun spitting fire is grabbed by the ankle. It is the hand of a monster with terrifying claws hanging down.

“Eww!”

The soldier was dragged away and disappeared into the dust. The soldiers who saw this changed from crawling to the crawling posture of babies.

“no!”

As another person was dragged away, the body changed from a crawling position to a running position.

Wedge!

The sound of bullets whizzing through the air and the sight of friendly soldiers occasionally falling after being hit are enough to make me wet my pants.

Still, it’s at least a little better than being dragged away by a monster.

Soldiers desperately gathered in places equipped with high-powered weapons and armor, such as tanks, armored personnel carriers, and other military vehicles.

The long-forgotten tank Descent has been recreated in a different form.

The Allied forces that had built perfect fortresses disappeared, and the bunker units that were organized into small units were born. If you can call a vehicle a bunker, that is.

“Come this way!”

“Shoot! Shoot no matter what!”

A large Exile rushed towards the Humvee they had entrusted to it. The soldiers screamed and fired their guns.

To begin with, it is not a very safe shelter, with only three soldiers gathered around a machine gun.

“Kurururung-!”

Exile, who had lowered his stance considerably, made an evasive maneuver at incredible speed and closed the distance in an instant.

Boom!

The Humvee, which was firing a heavy machine gun, suddenly went up and rolled two and a half times.

The gunner on top of the Humvee flew away and disappeared somewhere, and one of the three soldiers was killed when he was run over by the car.

The remaining two trembled as they watched Exile, like mice dropped before a cat.

“Die!”

“Mommy!”

One of them had his neck more than half-slit by Exile’s swinging hand as he fired his gun.

The head, hanging from the half-remaining neck, dangled upside down near the shoulder.

On the other hand, the soldier who lay down looking for his mother was saved.

Because a machine gun bullet from a nearby tank blew off Exile’s upper body.

The inconvenient truth that those who are destined to live will die was valid in war. Those who are destined to live will live no matter what they do, and those who are destined to die will die no matter what they do.

“Get up, you little shit! If you miss your mom so much, then pick up a gun and go fight!”

The tank commander who had saved the life of a new soldier belonging to the same warlord shouted while turning the machine gun.

I want to run and kick him away, but if my hands move for even a second, a friendly soldier will die.

Boom!

“Eww!”

In fact, another technical truck rolled over after being body-slammed by Exile.

The bastard then aimed for the tank that was tearing apart his own kind.

“Kyahaaaa-!”

A great roar echoes across the battlefield.

As if to proclaim to the pack their pride as predators and the accomplishments they will show in the future.

“Commander! Left! Left, left, left!”

The pilot screamed as he saw the large Exile rushing towards him.

Because the main gun was fired on the other side, there was no room to turn the gun barrel, revealing a vulnerable side.

“Fuck!”

A tank commander turns his machine gun on an Exile charging at incredible speed.

But he was one step ahead.

Kwaaaaang!

There was a much louder crash than when the Humvee was hit.

But the tank that had been hit in the side tilted only for a moment. The slightly lifted caterpillar tracks landed on the road with a heavy sound.

“Kueeeeek-!”

Meanwhile, the large Exile rolled around, letting out a pitiful howl.

“…”

The tank commander, holding on to the machine gun, smiled absentmindedly despite the serious situation.

I felt like an idiot for being scared when the guy who flipped over the car charged at me so confidently.

“I lacked faith in my child.”

The tank commander stroked the body of the vehicle as if reflecting.

“Is this the time when you have so much free time?”

The pilot, who had just finished changing direction, said in bewilderment.

He drove his chariot towards the large, rumbling Exile ahead.

The guy tried to stand up somehow, but he must have been so shocked that his legs gave out and he collapsed.

Unlike armed Humvees or trucks that weigh at most 3 to 8 tons, this tank is a monster weighing nearly 50 tons!

Exile, who was hit with full force, suffered a concussion and his internal organs were shaken.

“Hey you little shit! Do you think the tank looks like a dick?”

Creereally rrr …

Exile, who was struggling, felt fear for the first time at the noise unique to the caterpillar that had arrived right in front of him.

Wherever I looked, all I saw was a sheet of iron crushing everything.

“Kueueu…”

Kujijik!

The roaring monster became quiet, its snout and lungs flattened.

“Back! Back!”

Each vehicle ran backwards, avoiding the Exile and the tunnel monsters that could pop out at any moment.

The advantage of armored units being able to fire from the rear even while fleeing was very effective.

“Together, chewy guys!”

The infantrymen who chased after it and felt the Exile’s breath behind their backs felt like they were going to die.

Meanwhile, there were those who were unlucky enough to be left behind and trapped among the monsters. These were armored vehicles that were close to the tunnel.

The infantry was torn to pieces long ago, and the lightly armored vehicles were overturned and smashed.

One by one, the screaming soldiers were dragged out by the Exiles as if they were peeling off candy wrappers.

However, armored vehicles and tanks were still holding on thanks to their strong armor.

“I don’t want to die… I don’t want to die…”

“Shhh! Be quiet!”

A soldier hiding between the tank tracks covered another soldier’s mouth.

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No less than five Exiles surrounded the chariot above them and were attacking it.

Squeak!

The sound of their claws scraping against the tank is unbearably creepy.

“Commander, we are completely surrounded.”

The pilot said, stroking his forehead with a trembling hand.

He was slow to react when the tunnel monsters appeared and the Exiles poured out.

I met Exile’s eyes right in front of me as he rushed towards the cockpit in one breath.

If the tank commander hadn’t quickly shot the guy in the nose with his pistol, he would have been dragged outside and met his end.

Boom! Boom!

Ki-gi-gi-gik!

Even though a sturdy steel wall holds them back, monsters are beating and scratching them just 1 meter away.

The crew chewed their fingernails and fidgeted. Except for one, their boss.

“Blast the reactive armor. Let’s use that gap to escape at maximum speed.”

“All right!”

The reactive armor is designed so that the crew cannot detonate it at will.

However, the situation is different for tanks, which have been introduced in large numbers and with new strategies during the infection war.

bang!!!

The explosive reactive armor surrounding the tank’s surface was detonated simultaneously.

A huge blast of flames and pressure, dozens of iron plates radiating in all directions.

It was developed as a device to defend against shells, but now, when enemies are close together, it becomes an excellent weapon of mass destruction.

Kooky!

Exiles, their entire bodies roasted in flames and shards of iron plate embedded in them, fell in all directions.

At the same time, the tank sped away at full speed.

“Move, kid!”

The soldier hiding below was also in shock and had a hard time keeping his wits about him, but if he stayed still, there was only death.

He grabbed his fellow soldier by the collar and ran like crazy, following the rear of the tank.

The chaos that followed the appearance of the tunnel monsters is gradually being resolved. The front line is thinner and longer than it was at first, but it is starting to re-form.

If they had come from the Exile nests in front, the Allied forces would have been annihilated like sandwiches.

However, there is no diversionary operation as it is not known whether they have all rushed into the tunnel or whether they cannot come out of the nest because of the poison gas.

[The situation has not changed! We are still forming a line and they are in front of us! Don’t be afraid and fight to the end!]

The officers who had found some free time began to hear the communications coming down from command.

This is because the initial response to the tunnel opening was very effective.

The biggest factor was that the capable but ruthless tank commanders ignored friendly fire and fired at the tunnels.

The guys who had been coming out huddled together in a small space were torn apart like corn.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Armored vehicles came out one after another, cutting through the chaos mixed with monsters.

The Exiles pursuing them were riddled with bullets flying from all directions.

The friendly forces that escaped first and formed a line outside were able to fire bullets to their heart’s content without worrying about being killed.

Ting!

Tutung!

Since the only things coming out now were armored vehicles and tanks, they were not affected by ordinary bullets.

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“The worst has been averted.”

I was relieved as I led the helicopter squadron to rescue them.

The Russian coalition forces observed from the sky have suffered heavy losses, but are struggling to reorganize the front line and are counterattacking.

Certainly, the hard work that went into holding on even in difficult situations will not go anywhere.

[We lost a lot of soldiers, artillery, and technicals, but we lost only a few armored vehicles and tanks. We held out thanks to the power of our armor.]

“The big thing was that there was no Juggernaut.”

The same was true of the recapture of the Honam Plain. The background to Hwang Jin-i’s confident execution of a large-scale joint operation between the public and private sectors was the existence of tanks.

At the time, there were Juggernauts that made even armored units nervous, but there is no such worry against Exiles.

Instead, a more dangerous one appeared, depending on how you look at it.

“What on earth is this cave-digging monster?”

A monster bigger than a bus that bursts out of the ground like an explosion! It looks like a caterpillar encased in a shell, but it is much faster and more aggressive.

“With a guy like this, even the shelter can’t guarantee safety.”

It is built on a rocky mountain and is designed to withstand a nuclear explosion, but it is relatively vulnerable to attacks from underground.

Although we have our own countermeasures, if a monster of that size were to rush in, there is a high chance that we would be able to break through.

[They must be exterminated unconditionally.]

Artemis, unusually, revealed her feelings first rather than answering.

It seems that for the first time, she feels a direct threat to her paradise.

This is an enemy that directly undermines the ‘If something happens, close the door and endure!’ principle that she has maintained until now.

[Do you know the society of ants?]

“That one where the queen ant lays eggs and worker ants and soldier ants take care of them? But they each have their own young.”

[What I want to say is that society is formed through division of labor. There are quite a few creatures that form groups, but there are very few creatures that form societies of hundreds of units. Excluding humans, it’s probably ants and bees? However, in terms of precision in division of labor, bees cannot compare to ants.]

Artemis sent us data via brain implant.

Since I was linked to the VR machine, I understood it as soon as I got there without having to read it.

Honey pot ants inflate their bellies dozens of times to serve as food storage for their own kind.

The very appearance of the character separates soldiers and laborers.

They raise various insects, including aphids, as livestock, and even cultivate mushrooms and fungi.

“It is certain that bees are not on the same level as human division of labor.”

As I love documentaries, I was genuinely impressed even though it was an urgent situation.

“So what does this have to do with that tunnel monster?”

[Exiles have gone their own way. In the process, they must have actively utilized the genetic information of Earth creatures that they have acquired in large quantities through infection activities.]

I guessed what Artemis meant.

Imitating the strengths of an enemy you have fought is a common theme in military science as well as human history.

“They must have imitated the characteristics of ants to survive as a species?”

[Life finds a way.]

She recited a famous saying about living things.

[The path pursued by those who have escaped their identity as infected is not an escape from the vaccine. It is to compete with the dominant species for the land called Earth. If we analyze the success of the main enemy, humanity, the key is society and division of labor.]

“Since you can’t imitate humanity with a monster body, is it that you imitated the society of ants as a second best option?”

Ding dong daeng!

A positive beep echoed through my brain.

[The infected variant is like a distortion caused by radiation from a single keyword, killing. On the other hand, the tunnel monster is the result of focusing solely on the purpose of digging the ground. Isn’t it perfect for the concept of division of labor?]

“It definitely feels like it’s closer to heavy excavation equipment. But in terms of performance, the excavator is overwhelmingly defeated.”

The sound of explosive combat was heard, indicating that they had almost arrived.

“Wait a minute, so there are other horrible things out there besides those?”

[It’s possible. But as I said before, they are a race with a very short history. Right now, their society may only consist of hunters and architects.]

“It is possible that professional positions 3 and 4 may appear in the future.”

There was a lot I wanted to say, but now that we were inside the combat zone, it was time to do so.

Kwaaaaah!

The helicopter’s chain gun began firing.

A squad-sized group of Russian soldiers were fleeing from the defensive line. Perhaps they had lost their hold and were deserting the front line?

The three Exiles chasing them were torn apart by 30mm shells, spewing out body fluids and flesh.

The Russian soldiers look up at us blankly at the sudden rescue.

Beyond them, scattered throughout the vast battlefield were wrecked vehicles and countless bodies.

There are chunks of flesh rolling around, some of which are human corpses, some of which are Exile corpses, and some of which are not.

[Jin-soo. Rather than just silently going to war, why don’t you say something?]

Artemis said quietly.

“If you don’t tell them you’re definitely on the same side, they’re going to get shot after the descent.”

I saw the stalkers riding along.

[That’s not what I meant. You are the leader of the greatest force of the present age. It’s different from when you were a mere company commander in the past. When you intervene in a symbolic battle like this, there is a certain dignity that you must display.]

Artemis seems to want to give a short speech as a performance.

Before I could even answer, I felt my voice channel being connected to the helicopter speaker.

If you say something, it will resonate throughout the entire battlefield.

I sighed without realizing it, but the capable secretary cut me off before I could go on speaker.

After clearing my head for a moment, I opened my mouth.

[Notice to the Russian Allied Forces in combat. We are reinforcements from Korea.]

My words were broadcast through speakers mounted on each helicopter.

Even the Exiles who were about to rush towards that voice stopped and looked up at the sky.

-It’s short. And it has no impact.

I added a few more words because Artemis sent me a message that sounded like a scolding.

[We came with peaceful, if not violent, intentions.]

I was trying to pull out the repertoire that always comes up in these kinds of visiting speeches, but I had to make a quick correction.

[I intend to wipe out every single one of those disgusting monsters. All the politicians who are weak-willed, whether you or me, are long dead. I have no intention of doing anything, so let’s join hands and wipe them out.]

Artemis sent me a grim-faced cone that had been made into an SD.

He seems to be upset by the overuse of harsh expressions that are never used diplomatically.

But wasn’t she the one who wanted to make an impact? It’s hard to expect a brilliant speech from someone who’s been a soldier all his life.

“Yaaaah!!!”

“Wow!!!”

Moreover, the reaction of the Russian coalition forces was not bad. A huge cheer was heard as if in response.

[Welcome! We sincerely welcome you to our land! Brothers!]

A large amount of communications began to arrive from the ground, starting with a radio transmission from a field officer on a plaintext channel.

As much as there was gratitude for salvation, there were also demands to scatter missiles everywhere.

[You really adapt quickly, you might as well be called shameless.]

Artemis was dumbfounded at the sight of him calling her brother and demanding support fire.

“Wouldn’t it be okay if the response was good?”

[…joy!]

She snorted, her pride looking hurt for some reason.

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