Apocalypse Shelter Administrator - Chapter 372



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EP.372 Exile (14)

The world seen from below the helicopter was completely frozen.

White snow and blue-white ice. These two things alone form the curves of the earth.

If you extend your hand out the helicopter window, the bitter wind and blizzard will hit you, and within seconds, your palm will be covered in frost.

If my hand had blood flowing through it, it would be a sharp tingling sensation, but for me now, all I see is a percentage of the slowdown displayed at the bottom of my vision.

The steel grip slowly decreased from 99% to 1%.

If you bring your hand inside the helicopter, you will recover to 100% much faster than when you fell.

[what are you doing?]

“When you move with a completely different body, even the most trivial things become interesting. Don’t you feel the same way?”

[…]

Artemis kept her mouth shut, as if she had nothing to say.

Because she fits the example I described perfectly.

A series of actions that all graduate from childhood or adolescence.

Throwing yourself on the bed and kicking your legs, running out of sync with the beat as if bouncing, or playing with your extremities like your fingers and toes.

Although she has been restraining herself lately, Artemis has been known to play with her body like a child, which is out of character.

There was one time when he asked me to ride his horse. I think he thought it was a bit much, so I immediately told him to pretend it never happened.

Of course, I ignored her and forced her onto my neck.

At first, she was angry and said, “No! I don’t need it!” but eventually she became happy.

That recollection of a cute memory was suddenly interrupted by a sudden communication request signal.

“No matter what I do, it’s better than listening to these boring greetings.”

The radio I pointed to was constantly receiving radio messages. They were Russian warlords who had taken part in this battle.

[Thanks to your intervention, millions of Russians can now enjoy peace. I sincerely thank you again.]

“We have all been abandoned by our country. We must help those who are struggling to survive in the Far East.”

A message comes from another warlord.

[All the camps in Eastern Russia were almost overflowing with widows and orphans who had lost their fathers. I don’t know how I can repay this favor.]

“Have you ever heard the story about when the Nazis came for them?”

[Of course! There is probably no nation that feels that proverb as much as we do.]

“Now we are each other’s only neighbors. If we fall, it will be your turn. If you fall, it will be our turn.”

[Get those damn bastards far away.]

The Russian commander’s hearty laughter was full of goodwill towards us.

By the way, the voice that is kindly answering you now is not mine.

Artemis was responding on my behalf through voice modulation. Otherwise, I would have turned off the communicator long ago in annoyance.

Anyway, this conversation is just a formality with no substance, so there is no need for me to deal with it directly.

[For that reason, we are sorry, but it seems difficult for us to provide military support.]

This is because at the end of a grand speech of thanks, there was always an expression of non-attendance like the above.

The northernmost Exile nest tracked by the drone carriers may be their source. It was imperative to strike at it as soon as possible.

But even when this news was spread to the Russian warlords, not a single one of them joined in.

It’s no wonder. The casualties were so great, and it would be impossible to go on an expedition to the harsh snowy mountains at the end of the Earth.

But it was clear that if left unattended they would grow into another threat, so someone had to go and sweep them away.

We are the only ones who can do it.

Because they set out to eradicate Exile from the beginning and their military power is the strongest.

But it is not easy to ask for something from the position of someone who was the first to reject the joint operation and then was saved.

No matter how thick-skinned you are, it’s only natural since you’re a human.

As a result, excuses, thanks, and praise are streaming into all the warlords’ communication channels.

[In a desperate moment, you appeared majestically from the sky, allowing the soldiers to overcome their fear and fight. Other commanders used to brag about how they were the strongest because they had tanks, but now they will understand the situation. How dare you claim to be the strongest in front of the only army that rules the sky in this era.]

The Russian commanders were admirably flattering.

“I had an image of them as the most servile people in the world. Was that a prejudice? These guys would probably live well even if they worked as eunuchs in the Middle Ages.”

Artemis snorted at me, who was looking at me with disbelief.

[They must be desperate, in case someone asks them to join.]

“If we are going to fight in this frozen land, we will have to provide them with winter clothing and other supplies, but it is annoying, so I decline.”

[Yes. We are the only ones we can trust in the world.]

If it is a place where human troop activity is easy, it can be used as a patrol unit or base guard.

But now, with some exaggeration, it has risen to the point where it is almost like the North Pole.

An environment this extreme would be a hindrance to any military force.

After leading a robot army for a long time, my preferred strategies and maneuver pace have also become inhumane.

“By the way, I can’t even see the tip of a wild animal’s nose. No matter how cold it is, this is just too much.”

Even looking down through the improved machine’s field of vision, you can’t find any animals.

I alternated between motion detection vision, pheromone tracking vision, and heat detection vision, but nothing was caught in the vast snowfield.

[They must have all been eaten. They probably came down south and made nests because there was nothing left to eat.]

“Wait a minute, I got one.”

A faint source of heat was discovered beneath the snowfield.

It’s about the size of a bear. It’s mostly green, with hardly any red or yellow.

In normal vision, all you can see is a clean field of snow, but it seems to be crouching a few dozen centimeters below the snow.

“A bear wouldn’t hibernate in a place like this, and it’s too big to be a rabbit or a fox.”

[Isn’t it obvious?]

I stuck my gun out the helicopter window and aimed it near the heat source.

Bang bang!

I took two shots, hoping for a 1% chance.

Phew!

The bullet hit and a moment later, it exploded and flew up, spreading its eyes like an Exile.

Immediately the mounted machine gun on the side of the helicopter opened fire.

The bastard was torn to pieces, and disgusting blood and fluids spurted into the white snow. The corpse, emitting heat, was pushed behind us in an instant.

[We’ve arrived. This is where the defeated Exiles were last seen.]

A drone carrier that had successfully completed its tracking mission greeted us.

Because it was frozen in many places and almost at its limit, it was sent south and a newly brought aircraft took its place.

“Are there any signs of an ambush around here?”

[Nothing caught. The nearby creatures probably died out long ago, so there are no more prey or enemies to invade. There’s no need to stay outside.]

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A large snow-capped mountain came into view. It was hard to find a single tree, and everything was covered in snow and ice.

In between, a crack was visible that could fit five or six people shoulder to shoulder.

[Weather and fuel issues mean I can’t stay afloat. I’ll drop off my troops and wait on flat ground 90 seconds away.]

After a long time, the rope was dropped and the stalkers descended.

Because if you just jump down like you usually do, you never know what might happen.

The floor may collapse and you may fall into an unexpected underground cave, or an avalanche may occur.

Heavily armed troops with large-caliber battle rifles and flamethrowers line up in front of the cracks one by one.

Engineers carrying explosives that could blow up the entire nest inspected the bomb.

We can’t forget the flamethrowers that will give these guys a hellish sauna experience like they’ve never experienced before.

A special soldier with nozzles integrated into both arms and a fuel tank integrated into the back through modification. This is because it is designed for cave combat where close-range surprise attacks are easy to occur.

Similarly, there is another special soldier equipped with a fuel tank and nozzle.

The difference is that while the previous guy shoots fire from both hands, this guy sprays poison gas with both hands.

Even the grenadiers armed with machine guns were today loaded with chemical and flash grenades instead of high-explosive bombs.

If explosives are used recklessly during a battle, everyone can be buried alive, and because it is a confined space, the effectiveness of poison gas and flash grenades is maximized.

This is an asymmetric tactic that is possible because the army is comprised entirely of non-living matter.

Booooooo!

As the last troops landed, the helicopter quickly disappeared into the distance.

“Artemis.”

[why?]

“I just called.”

But his best pilot, supporter and wife are still by his side.

The ice was not slippery because all the unit members were given spikes to put on their feet.

The cool winter breeze and the crunching sound you hear every time you walk are truly refreshing.

It was completely out of place with the nightmarish situation we were about to face.

We entered the crack.

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Unlike the southern nest, which was coated with an unidentified solid substance, the walls here are made entirely of ice.

[There won’t be any near the entrance. They’ll be somewhere with some insulation to save energy.]

As Artemis said, the temperature gauge displayed on the right side of the view shows almost no change.

[At some point, if the temperature rises significantly, strengthen the guard from that point on.]

There were icicles hanging all over the cave, some of them over a meter high.

“This must be their lair.”

The snow that had fallen from outside was shallow on the ground, and footprints from walking on it remained.

The surroundings were so white that it was hard to tell if this was an ice cave or a mountain cave covered in ice.

After passing through several passages and small cavities, Artemis warned us.

[The temperature is rising. Be careful.]

Although it was still a cave in the bitter cold of winter, I felt the insulation changing with every step I took.

Then suddenly a huge cavity the size of a soccer field appeared in front of us.

[No enemy movement.]

The scout stalker reported.

“oh my god.”

I responded with an exclamation.

A huge amount of bones are piled up throughout this vast space.

The remains are so large that the legendary elephant tomb is considered a joke.

[Bear, wolf, fox, dog, human, wild boar, raccoon, bobcat, lynx, porcupine, mountain goat, roe deer, deer, reindeer, weasel, civet, badger, raccoon, cat…]

Artemis analyzed the skull patterns and called out a list of beasts that had been eaten. The list was so long that it seemed like it would never end.

[…mammoth.]

“What?”

A name that cannot be overlooked was mentioned.

Artemis printed an arrow on the right side of my screen.

Turning my head to the right, I see a skeleton boasting a huge tusk. I am not an animal expert, but at first glance, it does not look like an elephant.

“Mammoths are extinct, right?”

[Of course. It really seems like we just happened to unearth an ancient corpse buried alive in the ice.]

“Ha! Whether it’s alive or dead, as long as there’s flesh left on it, it’s completely destroyed.”

[A silver lining is that there are no Exiles here because the surrounding area is extinct? If there were any creatures to hunt, they would be here eating or discarding bones.]

We moved as far as possible to avoid the bones without making any noise.

“Do you see this?”

I pointed to something in front of my feet.

It is a fossilized shell that has dried up completely. There are bones hanging around it that were once stuck in it.

[That’s not all. If you look closely, you can see traces of gochi here and there in the surrounding bone tombs.]

“If only all of this had hatched…”

[That’s not true. There aren’t any traces of cocoons found throughout the entire bone graveyard. Some may have been used as nutrients for hatching, and some may have simply been dragged in as food.]

We passed a bone mound that was either a restaurant, a crematorium, or a garbage dump.

[Temperature rising. Still no enemy movement.]

Then the temperature rises more steeply than before. Not only that, but instead of ice, rock walls on the mountain range begin to appear.

A trickling stream has appeared, and in some places there is dried, twisted excrement.

If he were an ordinary soldier, his heart would have been pounding as if it was going to burst, but perhaps because he had been through so many terrible experiences, his mind was at peace.

I also believe in the strong army of machines that are with me.

That’s why I was able to keep my composure even when I passed through several passages and reached a large cavity again.

There, the walls on all sides are covered with the unique hard material that we saw in the nest in the south.

“…”

Wherever you looked, there were oval-shaped ridges everywhere.

They all vary in size and shape, but the shells are translucent, allowing one to see inside.

Most of the figures crouching inside were basic Exiles, but there were also several monsters with shapes I had never seen before.

We also found a cocoon containing a baby burrower we had captured.

“Grrrrrrrrr-.”

Soon, a soft crying sound was heard from the other side of the darkness.

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