Hiding the House in the Apocalypse - Hiding the House in the Apocalypse chapter 39

30. golf (1)

Defender: Authentication

All the people who appeared in the Defender’s murder certification that appeared after a long time were soldiers.

Like the Nazi German soldiers in World War II, they were packed with all sorts of medals and medals.

It is said that it is a product of the joys and sorrows of a country that had no choice but to adhere to the conscription system because it switched to the recruitment system, but from a third party’s point of view, it was not a very nice thing to see.

It is common knowledge that the larger the medicine cabinet, the more senior the soldier is, not only in the military but also in the civilian population.

All the soldiers killed by the defenders were so densely packed that their ribbons covered their shoulders.

After all, it must have been a period soldier guarding the front line.

Defender : The cold wave saved me.

There were no traumas on the bodies of the soldiers who appeared in Defender’s authentication.

all froze to death

He fell asleep in the midst of a sudden cold wave, not knowing what to do, and that led to his death.

The cold wave, which came without warning, resulted in huge casualties.

People living in poor living conditions where they cannot even expect proper insulation, let alone heating, were hit hard.

Countless people died and many more suffered from frostbite.

The warm days that gave a foreboding of spring before the cold wave hit also played a part in increasing the damage.

Like the people who died in my realm, for example.

In Seoul, it is said that a verb appeared in one house across the street.

In Seoul, where white steam was rising from chimneys in every house just three years ago, now black smoke is rising from everywhere.

Piles of corpses were burning in every corner and plaza, and many people warmed up next to the burning corpses as if comforting the frozen dead.

The fall of Seoul has been going on for a long time, but this cold wave has dealt a fatal blow in a sense.

Fortunately, we perishists steadfastly overcame this cold wave.

I heard that a few inactive users have disappeared, but none of the users I know have died, and the population of the bulletin board has not significantly decreased.

But everyone knew that things weren’t going to get any better.

It actually was.

Message from Defender: Legion deserters have turned into small bands of marauders, robbing everywhere.

A message from Defender: I think we need to move the site soon.

Legionnaire deserters are on the rise in the east.

Their threat is more lethal than any adversary we have ever faced.

To make matters worse, the users who lived around the front confessed that their area had become half the area of monsters and mutations.

lifeismagic: Because the soldiers aren’t keeping the front lines, monsters and mutations from North Korea are coming over as free passes.

Anonymous 213: Here in Sokchon, a monster walks around the outskirts and the area becomes more and more strange. What is it? should it be gray? no one can touch

qwer740128: This is Hanam, but I’m seeing Mutation for the first time in my life. You guys have lived to see something like that.

The western region to which I belong is relatively safe.

This is because the army, including the National Assembly, centered on Incheon and the western part of Seoul, was conserving power and the government function was still running.

But on the outskirts, a long-standing problem broke out.

Boss_domingo : Are you installing the pioneers again?

keystone: No, all the guys in the past were freezing and sighing, but another pile came crawling.

Anonymous 848: I think more will come when it warms me up. Horses are pioneers, so they are thrown out of the country.

The fact that the Legion faction is weakening means that the National Assembly faction is regaining its composure.

It seems that the pioneers who were put into the front line are probably returning to the front line.

Even before the calm winter was over, the new year struck a harsh bill.

My realm is no exception.

non-woven–

The K-walkie-talkie picked up a noisy frequency.

“Park Gyu-san? Mr. Park Gyu?”

A familiar voice called my name.

whose voice was it

It’s definitely a voice I remember.

“It’s a hundred… here…”

The fact that a lot of noise has occurred may be due to radio interference or active sunspot activity, but the biggest reason is the distance.

When I adjusted the sensitivity to a far distance, the blurry voice was heard clearly.

“I’m Baek Seung-hyun. Please answer me if you can hear me.”

Was it this person too?

My one jockey senior.

He is a person who has been in charge of all sorts of dirty work under a member of the National Assembly, so what is his business?

The last time I saw him, he was playing the role of a handyman, being called an uncle under a distant junior.

I’m a little happy that he’s alive, but I’m also a little worried.

Especially when you see me looking for you from such a long distance.

“I heard from Daram Kim. Do you live around here? Please contact us if you have any. We have an important story.”

When I heard the name Kim Da-ram, something inside me moved, but soon the cold rationality pressed my heart like a military boot.

I waited patiently for his next words.

“Daram Kim told me that he was around here. Daram Kim is now in a very dangerous condition. I’m asking for help. Park Kyu must be there to save him. Aren’t you around? I heard it was around here.”

Baek Seung-hyun continues to talk.

However, the longer he speaks, the more sincere he is, or the sincerity contained in his words.

Soon, a distant grumbling sound echoed through the speakers.

“I don’t think you are here?”

It’s not Baek Seung-hyun’s voice.

It was the voice of another, unidentified man.

There are more than two.

Communication was soon cut off, but a long, continuous engine sound from a motorcycle that I remembered could be heard from a distance.

Seunghyun Baek is leaving.

Leaving goosebumps and uneasy questions.

“…”

In a book I read before, it is said that when the stage of destruction progresses to a certain extent, the era of man-eating man will come.

It seems that we have entered that era.

*

The incident happened three days after a group freeze occurred on the golf course.

“This is the headquarters of the 22nd Pioneer Corps. This is the headquarters of the 22nd Pioneer Corps. If there are survivors in the 333rd Pioneer Corps, please respond. repeat If there are any survivors among the 333rd Pioneer Corps, please respond.”

The pioneers have reappeared in my realm.

[ 22nd Pioneer Group ]

The flag waving on the 5-ton truck in the distance is a flag in memory.

Maybe I saw it in Cat Mom’s apartment.

Where old people were abandoned and killed in groups.

“It looks like everyone is dead. May the souls of the deceased refrain. We will take good care of the bodies and equipment.”

Even after putting so many people to death, the voice on the radio was very pleasant.

“What?”

After a bizarre tongue roll, the radio went silent.

After a while, a sneering laugh and a clear man’s voice spread gloomily over the walkie-talkie.

“Are there people around here? huh? Do you have a human baby? Did you take all of the poor guns except for the balls and all the ones in good condition?”

Human insight is not that great.

Ultimately, you have to make a decision from a first-person perspective.

I used the best judgment I could at the time.

I retrieved a usable firearm and left out the ball that I couldn’t keep.

If another refugee or looter gets their hands on that automatic rifle, it will pose a direct threat to me closest to me.

But who knew that as soon as the momentum of the cold wave subsided, a group of pioneers would come so quickly and swiftly.

Those who died on the golf course didn’t even have a flag.

No, maybe the flag, a useless thing for survival, was thrown away in the cold wave that kills people.

“I’ll give you one minute.”

The man over the radio asked for attendance in a low tone.

“You touched the wrong person. I am Colonel Cho Seong-yong, the leader of the 22nd Pioneer Corps. Chihuahua Cho Sung-yong~ Once you get a bite, you won’t miss it!”

Beginning with several drones soaring into the sky from the ridge of the golf course, pioneers in different trucks spread out in all directions to search the area.

Naturally, no one came to my territory, which looked like a desolate ancient tomb.

A drone approached in a low-flying flight, but soon flew away.

With all power turned off and all pipes cut off, I eavesdropped on their radio with only the radio on.

“Colonel. It’s a worry. I looked all over the US military base, but there was nothing.”

“Here is Ha Chung-soo. I searched all rooms of Shinhwa Apartment. Nothing special~.”

“Victory! This is Sergeant Kang Min-jae. The search for Dongil-ri Ruins has been completed, but no survivors have been found. Shall we continue the search?”

This pioneer is well armed and well equipped.

They brought three trucks, one SUV, and even one new lightweight armored vehicle, and they exchanged radio calls from time to time as if each vehicle formed a team.

Is that why?

It was a sight that didn’t really care about security.

No, the possibility of deliberately making noise on a public frequency cannot be ignored.

In a position where silence is forced, a large number of radio calls that can be heard as the radios explode can become violence in itself.

In fact, Jo Seong-yong had a knack for knowing his advantage and driving people psychologically.

“Search the nearby river. Wherever people hide, there must be a place that smells like sh*t and urine. Of all the doomsday bastards, I haven’t seen a single one with a septic tank. Since they are by nature f*cking bastards who are only good enough for me to live, I’m going to let them go as they are, ignoring the environment. Look for the sewer pipes that are covered in feces.”

Perhaps, if you are a perisher who corresponds to Cho Sung-yong’s words, you might have felt the feeling of collapsing from the bottom of your feet when you heard the radio.

But that doesn’t apply to me.

While working in China, he observed the behavior of numerous survivors and prepared for the worst by carefully studying cases in other countries while constructing air-raid shelters.

The sewage pipe smelling like sh*t that Jo Sung-yong is looking for is one of them.

I have a septic tank.

The hint came from a case that occurred in India.

I’ve heard of mob raiders finding rich people’s shelters based on the smell of their feces, dragging them out and killing them.

Septic tank construction is not an easy decision to make.

Not only does it cost a lot of money to have equipment to clean the sludge for the seemingly unnecessary construction, but an individual survivalist like me has to go through the trouble of scooping out the sediment alone.

The hard work was generously rewarded.

“doesn’t exist. Colonel. Very clean. I found a few water intake pipes used for agriculture, but there is no sign of human excrement.”

The stream-searching group approached the valley just below the hill where my main air-raid shelter was located, but they found no trace.

“okay?”

Jo Sung-yong’s sigh was heard over the radio.

“Were there marauders around here?”

“no. A remnant of US troops and a pack of mutation dogs in one town have been reported here. I’ve heard of a band of wandering marauders running rampant in the southeast. Maybe it’s not them?”

“Retrieve the drone, charge it, and scour accessible roads. There must be traces of the pups moving in the vehicle. Call the kids and gather them.”

The pioneers who searched everywhere gathered again at the golf course.

Even if you didn’t listen to the radio, you could tell just by looking at the way the pioneers gathered like a gossip.

The enemy has not found me and is about to leave my territory empty-handed.

it’s my win

Or, wouldn’t it be better to call it a triumph of individual survivalism?

Collective survivalism led by Diesirae has been gaining momentum on the board lately, but that’s probably because they haven’t faced a foe this powerful.

If deserters from the east came down right away, wouldn’t they change their minds too?

Maybe because I’m relaxed, I’m slowly getting hungry.

I took out a piece of biscuits called Hardtack, which has a brick-like texture, put it in a bowl, and poured lukewarm water from a water purifier.

It is one of the human foods that humans eat to live.

As I was pounding the moderately loosened biscuits with a spoon to make them sticky like porridge, the walkie-talkie rang again.

“Go Min-soo takes the kids and cleans up the corpse.”

“yes. going.”

“Sergeant Kang selects the worst of the remaining guns and gives them to new friends.”

“yes. All right.”

“Piljae. Contact headquarters and ask them to send the dog.”

The end of the endless radio battle ended with Cho Sung-yong’s cold threat.

“hey. thief? are you listening I know everything. wait. I’ll release the dogs soon. It will take about 3 days. Before that, carefully prepare the stolen gun and damages, and put it in a place where you can see the golf course. This is a notice, not a warning.”

When a truck appeared at the golf course and honked, fully armed men climbed into the luggage compartment covered with horns.

Cho Sung-yong did not see it, probably because he was riding in a vehicle from beginning to end.

Soon, a truck with people on board roared and disappeared over the ridge.

“・・・・・Whoa.”

It seems that the crisis has been overcome somehow.

But it’s too early to be relieved.

Leaving surveillance while pretending to leave is a fairly classic method.

Sure enough, around evening, the sound of a drone flying over my air-raid shelter and heading north.

I also left the drone behind.

He must have been watching the entire area from a high altitude where he couldn’t hear the sound.

Of course, this won’t be the end.

Cho Sung-yong said he would release the dog in three days.

I made my own preparation.

The smell was removed, dog repellent spray imported from the United States was sprayed everywhere, and the entrances to all air-raid shelters were blocked with soil and rocks.

In case of an emergency, I moved the household goods from the first floor of the main air defense shelter to the power generation room, and installed the Craymores gifted by Rebecca at intervals there.

People trying to attack air raid shelters seem to enjoy using tear gas, so I checked that the ventilation opening and closing were working properly.

Finally, I checked the bullets one by one and sharpened my two axes.

Three days later, two buses arrived at the golf course.

“?”

Did he bring two buses worth of search dogs?

This is nonsense.

But the reality was more bizarre than I imagined.

The dogs Cho Sung-yong mentioned were ordinary people.

Shall we say the neighborhood uncle and aunt?

Neighbors who could be seen anywhere appeared without knowing why, looking around in the wilderness where the temperature was 12 degrees below zero and the wind was blowing.

A loudspeaker roared across the golf course.

“Dear citizens. There are criminals who have killed dozens of people here. All you have to do is find the bad guy. For those who find it, we will give you a ticket for the first class family of the evacuation boat to Jeju Island as a reward!”

I, Park Gyu, to find one. More than 100 people moved.