Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 410



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Hiding a House in the Apocalypse Episode 410

166. Nemesis (1)

It was just before sunrise when I received the urgent call.

A medium-sized monster stood on the frozen river.

I have warned him several times before, but my successor has not taken any action.

“Do you know how much they weigh? The average estimated weight is over 30 tons. That’s like a tank!”

The words lost their meaning in the brightening sunlight.

The monster stood motionless in the middle of the frozen river.

“Captain Park Gyu!”

People called me.

I immediately headed towards the riverside trench where the monster had appeared.

I could clearly see people who were not scared, but tense and prepared.

Originally soldiers were deployed, but now the people guarding the riverside are a mix of civilians.

Just because they’re soldiers doesn’t mean they’re any different when it comes to dealing with monsters, but at least their resolve on the battlefield is different.

Swish- swish- swish-

A man was nervously bobbing up and down the pistol of his Monster Punch – something like a toilet pump.

This is a move to activate the dull weapon.

After giving a warning to the hunter who came with him to stop, he went into the trench.

Unlike the riverside where the cold wind blew, the inside of the trench was cozy.

It is a cozy and warm reinforced concrete structure made of a semi-underground trench, as some citizens’ committee members call it a luxury bunker.

Except for a few observation windows, all were blocked by windows, and steam radiators were making a pleasant noise and spreading warmth.

These riverside trenches have long been treated as a nuisance.

Monsters hate water and have no reason to cross it, so why waste precious resources and manpower in a place where strong winds blow?

Now the answer has been presented.

It wasn’t what I wanted, but it was bound to happen someday.

I observed a monster from inside the trench.

Five legs like those of a wheeled chair, an upright waist and only three arms reminiscent of shields and spears, a small head that looks more like a bump on the upper body than a head.

“You’re the centurion type.”

Just as there are old and new types of small breeds, this guy is also an old type of medium breed.

It’s not a very threatening monster.

Of course, among the combat types

As I silently observed the monster, the earth’s axis shook slightly and a heavy engine sound followed.

It looks like the tank we requested in advance has arrived.

Soon the radio reported the arrival of a tank.

Gathered the men of the trenches.

As expected, most of the people were middle-aged men who seemed distant from combat, but there were also women and boys.

It’s tragic, but it’s reality.

There are younger, healthier and more energetic people protesting in the square right now.

There are many people who complain, but not many who actually fight.

After leaving the tank to deal with the monsters, I headed to the Hunter Headquarters.

This time, I really plan to meet a person named Kim In-sik.

Kim In-sik’s secretary greeted me.

His neat, unblemished, healthy, and unblemished appearance kindled the animosity I had been suppressing.

The secretary spoke, not knowing what was going on inside me.

“Commissioner Kim In-sik is out of town on urgent business.”

I asked him where he went, but he didn’t say anything.

I asked her.

“Then I will handle things as I see fit.”

“I don’t think that’s a question I can answer.”

He turned his head and spoke briefly.

“Please convey my words exactly as I said.”

Boom! Boom!

The artillery began to fire.

The target is the frozen river.

The plan is to break the ice and turn the river into a natural barrier again.

Of course, the monster that had been standing on the river before that was subdued by the tank corps.

But we all know that this is a stopgap measure.

The temperature remained at minus 20 degrees.

The shattered ice will refreeze thicker and stronger overnight.

A sense of unease spread through the city.

Despite attempts to control the press, rumors of a monster standing on the frozen river had already spread throughout the city.

People were going around saying that this time the city would be destroyed for sure.

But that doesn’t mean I’m in a position to leave.

The moment a person leaves the warmth provided by the power plant, his chances of survival decrease significantly.

If the temperature had been 10 degrees warmer than it is now, it might be different, but in this horrible weather, even being on the front lines is a struggle.

Kim Byeong-cheol, who was well aware of this fact, greatly reduced the number of soldiers in the eastern defense line.

“Even fanatics freeze to death.”

The only area that was 100% full was the riverside trench area, which was called the luxury bunker.

It is an intentional construction.

From my experience with the cold waves that have hit us over the past two years, the cold is scarier than bullets.

So, even though it was a bunker, the windows were finished with glass that could be opened and closed, insulation was applied to prevent outside drafts from coming in, and heating cables and radiators were installed to keep the inside warm at all times.

It wasn’t a bunker designed for a one-on-one battle in the first place.

It was created to have soldiers with makeshift hunter weapons on standby and respond immediately when monsters cross the river.

As you emerge from the trench, you will see a painted pink line just above the river and along the river bank.

This pink, sometimes green, paint line indicates that you are within the reflective field range from the trench.

That is, if I am in the trench area and a monster enters the marked line, it is a signal that it is okay to shoot.

My friends from Jeju sneered at my method, calling it childish, but work should be easy and clear.

People don’t like to memorize and learn things.

After checking the trenches, we headed back to the command post.

Unexpected, yet somewhat expected news awaited me.

“Member Kim In-sik returned to Jeju for a while due to urgent business.”

Kim In-sik’s secretary said.

“You are currently the best.”

I laughed out loud, but it was just the tip of the iceberg.

Kim In-sik is not the only one who ran away.

As soon as news of a monster appearing through the river was heard, most of the people from Jeju left Seoul in a hurry.

The only one who kept his position was my colleague Gong Gyeong-min, who was in charge of the market.

That night, the mercury hit minus 25 degrees Celsius.

*

We assessed the damage overnight.

There were a few frostbite victims, but no deaths.

It’s a huge improvement compared to two years ago, when thousands of people were freezing to death every day.

White smoke was constantly rising from the power plant, providing warmth to the people, and people wearing proper winter clothing were diligently clearing snow and working to keep the city’s functions from being paralyzed.

Some damage to the electrical and water systems was reported, but it was reported that they would be restored quickly as they were initially restored with ease of repair in mind.

The city’s functions are fully functional.

But the real problem lies elsewhere.

It might be said that trying to turn a blind eye to a crisis is the instinct of those who can perceive the future.

The river froze over again.

and.

“Hey. What’s that?”

“What? Why is there fog only over there?”

A thick fog enveloped the ruins beyond the river.

That’s right.

This fog.

It has almost the same shape as the one I saw in Jeju.

Shortly after observing the fog, regular Awakens were contacted.

They complained of severe headaches and anxiety.

That’s right.

That’s him.

The bastard has finally started to move in earnest to kill us, to erase us.

“senior.”

I got a call from Woo Min-hee.

She was breathing heavily, even at first glance.

“It’s just beginning.”

The current temperature is minus 18 degrees.

Even though the sun had risen, the temperature remained well below zero, seeming to symbolize the bleakness of a situation where even the sun could not save us.

I reviewed the final plan with Colonel Kwak Sang-hoon and General Kim Byeong-cheol.

Actually, it’s not even a plan.

Hang in there or die.

As I’ve emphasized before, leaving the city is not an option.

Moving around in extreme cold, where temperatures range from minus 15 to minus 25 degrees Celsius, requires a lot of preparation.

Not everyone can be Amundsen.

Still, there were people leaving the city.

Kim Byeong-cheol stopped them.

He was a warlord and a show-off, but at least he had a sense of responsibility.

“If you go out, you’ll die! You’ll die!”

The one leading those who were about to leave was a man in his late 30s who looked ten years younger than Kim Byeong-cheol.

I don’t know his name because the political side intentionally didn’t intervene and tried not to get information, but I knew that he was always seen at the scene leading the protests in the square.

He always brought his young daughter with him to the protests.

This time too, he was holding his daughter’s hand by his side.

He glared at Kim Byeong-cheol, who was blocking him, with tired and empty eyes and said a word.

“I have been deceived twice by this country. No, if you include before the war, I have been deceived countless times. It is not just the country. People with a little bit of power deceive and deceive those who are less powerful than them. I will not bring up the story of the unfortunate accident. I will not be deceived any more.”

As expected from someone who led the protest, he had a good voice and did not murmur in his words.

I didn’t intend to speak here.

But when I saw the girl’s face looking around while holding the man’s hand with an anxious expression, I opened my mouth without realizing it.

“Have you never lied to anyone?”

He looked straight at the man and asked.

He seemed to know me.

But he didn’t answer my question.

He looked at me with complicated eyes for a while, unable to identify what I was, and then passed us with his daughter.

1,500 people left the city again.

Their choice seemed sound, at least for now.

In the afternoon, monsters came swarming.

Towards the bridge and the frozen river.

Boom! Boom!

About 30 medium-sized papers advanced with gaps and time differences.

The artillery unit wiped out a large number of them with sharp fire worthy of the name of the Republic of Korea Army, but they were unable to wipe out all the monsters coming from various directions in such a wide area.

In particular, groups crossing the river inevitably had to be confronted and dealt with directly by humans.

bang!

The dumb tank spits fire.

The most active one was the K-2 Black Panther tank.

Unlike the old-fashioned dumb tanks, it was possible to adjust the penetration power by simply changing the shell charge ratio without having to modify the tank, and it mercilessly killed medium and large-sized monsters.

The battle ended around 2pm with no further movement from the monsters.

Thirty-one medium-sized aircraft were confirmed destroyed, but there were no casualties or casualties.

It’s a perfect victory.

However, the number of remaining shells, especially those for tanks, was seriously reduced.

Only 10% was consumed on the first day of battle.

This means that arithmetically, we can only use it for 10 days.

That night.

A more intense cold wave has arrived.

The mercury once told us that we were in for a terrible cold, approaching minus 40 degrees Celsius.

*

The next morning, at dawn, the monsters began their offensive again.

The situation was similar to before.

They were destroyed with only tanks and artillery.

However, the amount of shells consumed has actually increased compared to before, and ominous movements have also been detected.

Zombie and caterpillar types started wandering around.

The existence of a necromancer type was confirmed through footage sent from an unidentified area in the fog by a kite-shaped drone flown by the Technology Department.

They were even bringing in zombies from eastern Seoul.

Public sentiment was once again stirred as hordes of zombies and caterpillars appeared on the frozen river.

A representative of the citizens requested supplies for evacuation.

That amount was enough food, fuel, medicine, and ammunition to feed 30,000 people for 90 days.

Kim Byeong-cheol released the soldiers.

Protesters and soldiers clashed in temperatures of minus 18 degrees Celsius.

Three people were killed and several others injured.

Detained civic representatives threatened retaliation against Kim Byeong-cheol and Woo Min-hee.

As the age-old feud between humans rages inside, the monsters strike again in the evening.

Boom! Boom!

Flares exploded all around, lighting up the ground, artillery fire pounded the designated points, and tanks and men fought against the human enemy rushing across the river.

“Coming!”

Bang! Tata ta tang!

We couldn’t miss out on that scene.

Just one more warrior was needed.

The Hunter Team were the firefighters on the front lines.

Whenever a call for help came, we rushed to protect and reinforce the pushed front line.

Squeak!

Of course, I also stood on the battlefield.

He held off the zombies and monsters that came rushing in like waves, and kept an eye out for the combat monsters that were loitering around and approaching, and gave orders at every moment.

“obscuration!”

As expected, the medium-sized monsters fired a barrage that blew away both us and the zombies indiscriminately.

Red lights were on all over the place and casualties were high.

The battle continued until dawn began to dawn.

It was the fiercest battle since the monster offensive began.

“······.”

Zombie corpses and traces of destruction were left behind in the rising smoke.

“colon.”

The Hunter Corps member brought the results of the battle.

The offensive is over.

All strongholds were also defended.

It’s our victory.

But there were casualties.

Besides, beyond that thick fog, hundreds of combat-type creatures are still swarming.

I walked through a hallway full of injured people to the drone control room.

I found Hong Da-jeong.

“Did you find him?”

Hong Da-jeong looked at me quietly with her bloodshot eyes and shook her head.

“no.”

I haven’t found the general type yet.

Clearly, he’s in there.

It’s hidden in that fucking fog.

If you put in the time, it will be discovered someday.

No matter how thick the fog is, it won’t be able to hide its large size.

But we don’t have time.

This offensive resulted in casualties and equally painful losses of material.

Colonel Kwak Sang-hoon gave his opinion.

“If we continue to fight at a similar intensity, we can realistically only last a week. We may have people left, but our supplies will not be able to hold out.”

The situation is clear.

We are on the brink of collapse.

A week at most.

It may collapse in less time than that.

You could also consider risking everything to take down the general type.

But that’s a gamble.

Gambling without any basis is nothing more than another way of committing suicide.

At least we need to pinpoint its location.

Of course, it will take time until then.

“······.”

Knock knock

I sat down in front of my laptop.

Turn on the power, wait for it to boot, and open an internet window.

[ Welcome to Viva! Apocalypse! ]

Look at the bulletin board.

A great number of dark and gloomy writings greet me.

In the popular article, Emgu is active.

mmmmmmmmm™ : Please, help us. At this rate, me, us, and The Hope will all fall apart!

mmmmmmmm™ : Save the new Seoul!

mmmmmmmmm™ : Help!

He too was fighting in his own way.

I will fight in my own way.

Although I am less famous than Emgu, after the war, I met and developed relationships with many people through this bulletin board and the Internet.

I will contact them.

Knock knock

SKELTON: (Skeleton) I have a favor to ask.

There are things you can’t solve alone.