Infected - Chapter 46



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Episode 45

Same time, rooftop.

Anna approached Beomsik, who was sitting in the vent.

Then he sat down at a little distance away.

“What are you thinking about alone?”

Beomsik turned his head and looked at Anna without saying a word.

He already had a handsome face, but he looked even more handsome under the dim light of the dark night.

“Don’t think about anything.”

“I think so.”

There was no emotion in his speech.

I had no worries, no fears, and I never sighed.

But then, somewhere, something would explode and he would become a completely different person.

That just seemed strange to Anna.

“I’m a little worried.”

Instead of answering, Beomsik looked at Anna.

“I just ran away while watching my dad die. And then I thought to myself, I won’t die until I wipe out all these bastards. But if I get rescued here, I won’t be able to kill the zombies.”

“Someday, the time will come when I will die. Then I will be able to stretch out my legs and sleep comfortably.”

“No, that’s not what I mean. I’m worried that if I stay that way until then, I might start to think that being alive isn’t so bad. I’m forcing myself to live now, but I’m worried that I might start to hate dying.”

Beomsik, who had been staring at Anna, tilted his head.

“Isn’t it like you already don’t want to die? I’m not saying that I’m worried, I’m just saying that it’s already happened. Isn’t that right?”

“I’m so sorry, Dad.”

The tears she had been holding back flowed down her cheeks.

Beomsik thought.

Anna and I were not that close and had no chance to become close.

But the fact that I was shedding tears while telling this story meant that I had no one to confide in.

In times like this, you just have to listen.

“I was still irritated until the morning of the day I came to the hospital. I was hurt, I was sick, that’s why I came to the hospital. It would be good for me to get treatment and compete, but I was so irritated at my dad. If I had known that would be the last time, I would have hugged him one more time.”

Father.

Beomsik thought of his father.

He was truly a terrible person.

But that doesn’t mean I didn’t love it.

I just didn’t have time to think about those feelings.

Even though Beomsik was poisonous, he didn’t spread it to his family.

He killed his father with his own hands, but it was also to protect his younger brother.

And there was no intention to kill.

For Beomsik, thinking about his family was the hardest part.

My mother, my younger sibling, they were all victims.

If only I had grown up just a little faster, it could all have been prevented.

What if I had hit my father on the head when I was a little younger?

No, but the remaining family members would have been unhappy for the rest of their lives.

There was no other way to stop my father.

No matter how much time you turn back, it’s the same.

Even if I called the police, the bigger problem was after the police left.

In the end, nothing changed.

It doesn’t matter who you blame.

“It’s the same. Even if I hugged you one more time, the result would be the same. If you do it well, it’s more regretful because you did it well, and if you don’t, it’s more regretful because you didn’t do it well. That’s how it is with things that can’t be undone.”

Anna, who was wiping away her tears, looked at Beomsik.

“How do you know that?”

“I’ve been through it too.”

Beomsik clearly remembered the day his mother died.

Even though I was young, I remember it clearly.

That day, breakfast was strangely tasteless.

I was strangely annoyed.

I even hated the way my mother’s hands stroked my cheeks as if soothing me.

So I stopped eating and went out carrying my school bag.

My mother’s voice came from the back of my head.

The question of why was never answered.

That was the last I saw of my mother.

Beomsik never cried again after that.

I didn’t shed a tear even though I knew my mother was dead.

Because nothing changed even if I cried or was sad.

Mom didn’t come back alive, and Beomsik’s voice didn’t reach her.

In this way, Beomsik lost the ability to express his sadness.

Because no one taught me and no one gave me the time to do so.

My father always kept me from facing reality.

With violence, with verbal abuse.

So there was no time to face it.

Now, so much has passed that I don’t have the courage or the thought to face it.

I just remember that something like that happened.

All that remained was the reality that he had been born into a family and was ultimately ruined by his family.

“Your father won’t come back to life just because you’re sad. Likewise, your father won’t come back to life just because you die. It’s the same even if you kill all the zombies.”

“Then just stay still?”

“No. Live hard, your life. No one knows when you’ll die, but do your best during the time you’re given. I’m a punk, but I lived really hard and tried not to die. That’s all that’s left. Crying and wanting to die.”

Anna burst into laughter.

Yeah, this guy was a thug.

I forgot.

It’s like getting life advice from a gangster at an age when you’re still in the prime of your life.

But not a single word was wrong.

Live hard, your life.

Suddenly, the image of Beomsik I saw at the restaurant came to mind.

Also, the face of a guy dragging a guy who had kicked his shins on the yacht dock.

Beomsik was that kind of person.

A person who has a firm philosophy of life and lives by that philosophy to the best of his ability.

I literally tried not to die and lived really hard.

It didn’t matter whether it was morally right or not.

Because I wasn’t the type of person to look at life from those perspectives in the first place.

I was just doing my best under the circumstances.

Anna thought about it too.

What kind of life should I live?

Not the life that someone else wants, not the life that someone else thinks is good, but the life that you really want.

I don’t know exactly yet, but at least I didn’t feel like I wanted to die.

Even if you live, it’s not living.

Living to die is not living.

Then I had to survive first.

I had to keep struggling to survive.

After the struggle was over, I had to keep flapping my wings to get somewhere.

And then when you die, as Beomsik said, your remains remain.

All that remains is the scars of struggling and flapping your wings.

Yeah, let’s survive for now.

Let’s think about it after we survive.

Either wipe out all the zombies or follow your dad to death.

You think about it after you survive.

We do not live to die, but we survive to think and worry.

“Okay. I’ll think about it.”

Beomsik nodded with a smile.

Squeak!

That was when.

As the rooftop door opened, Finance and the rest of the group came up.

Quite some time had passed, and there was no telling when the helicopter would appear.

“Did you get some rest?”

As finances approached, he asked.

Beomsik nodded, and Anna smiled so as not to show her reddened eyes.

PD Choi walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down at the ground and said.

“I think there are more survivors around here.”

“why?”

Minyoung asked with a curious face.

“I heard the sound of firecrackers earlier. Thanks to that, the number of guys in the hallway has been reduced by half. There were more of them originally, but as soon as I heard the sound of firecrackers, they jumped out the window. At first, I thought, ‘Why are they setting off firecrackers?’ But after thinking about it for a while, I think they were just trying to lure me. That’s smart. Did you hear that sound? I think you came right after that.”

“ah…….”

Minyoung smiled awkwardly.

“Actually, that’s… what we shot.”

“Yes? Really?”

PD Choi’s eyes widened.

“Yes. Anna, with her bow over there, shot the firecracker arrow. We came here from the dock through the sewer.”

When Min-young briefly explained what had happened so far, PD Choi’s mouth opened in surprise as he listened.

It was then that he realized that those who had saved him were not ordinary people.

A police officer who opens a manhole cover weighing nearly 150 kg with one hand, an archer who shoots firecracker arrows, an old man who swings a machete with ease, an active gangster with no fear, a BJ who knows the area well, and even a doctor.

It must be difficult to gather like this.

Dealer, supporter, healer, tank.

No, no.

PD Choi shakes his head.

She was habitually thinking about the game.

Anyway, it was a fantastic combination.

And on top of that, it has the ability to call rescue teams.

I felt that I had to prove my worth, even though I didn’t know how long we would be together in the future.

But how?

In the original world, if you said PD, everyone would applaud, but not anymore.

In today’s world, it was just an ability that was completely useless.

Because no one is watching the broadcast.

By the way, when is the helicopter coming?

“When will we arrive?”

“Well, I think Dad would know.”

Min-yeong looked at Yeong-man.

“We’ll be there soon. It won’t take long if we come from the West Sea.”

“I think they’ll all flock together because of the sound of the helicopter.”

“Don’t worry. We’re going to get off on the roof anyway. No matter how much they try, they can’t get to the tenth floor.”

“I don’t know if it’s rude to ask you this, but your speech is really unique. You seem younger than my grandfather, but you talk like someone from back in the day.”

“No need to be rude. Well… I grew up with my grandfather and spent more time abroad, so I guess it just naturally turned out this way. My wife thought it was strange at first. She thought I was a little lacking.”

“Mom, are you going?”

Minyoung asked with a surprised face.

“That’s right. The only thing you know about your mother is her older self. Dad still remembers your mother in her 20s. She used to ask you all sorts of questions, with her eyes wide open, just like you do now.”

“My mother never told me old stories.”

“Minyoung was just like you. Your expressions, your speech, even your actions. You really resemble your mother. So maybe your mother didn’t have much to say?”

It was when two people were having a heated conversation.

Jae-jae, who was looking at the distant sky, tapped Beom-sik on the shoulder.

Beomsik, who was looking outside, followed that gaze.

and…….

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The faint sound of a helicopter was getting closer.

The group looked at the helicopter with excited faces.

Black Hawk.

Beomsik and Hyeonsu saw that helicopter in the movie.

It was the first time in a long time that Jae-Jae and Young-Man had encountered a transport helicopter.

As we lowered our altitude, the main body appeared bright thanks to the light pouring in from the numerous buildings.

The Black Hawk flew freely through the forest of buildings and approached the broadcasting station.

But Jae-yi’s expression as he watched became strangely distorted.

“Hey, look at that!”

When PD Choi pointed somewhere urgently, everyone’s eyes turned to that place.

The infected people in the surrounding buildings all started to rush to the windows when they heard the loud noise of the helicopter.

It was a breathtaking sight.

Most of the buildings were made of glass, making their appearance even more apparent.

It was like prisoners reaching out for help in a hellish prison.

The problem was that similar phenomena were occurring in almost every building.

The same phenomenon was occurring in at least five high-rise buildings.

And at an altitude similar to that of a helicopter.

Huh? That looks a bit dangerous?

The number of zombies rushing through the glass window was increasing excessively.

If I pushed it like that, even a piece of glass wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

As expected, financial worries soon became reality.

Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk!

There was a crack in the thick glass.

And the powder that came out from the crack was blown away by the strong wind generated by the propeller and disappeared somewhere.

“Huh? That thing is breaking!”

As soon as PD Choi finished speaking, a terrible situation followed.

pop!

With a sound, the glass of almost all the buildings surrounding the helicopter began to shatter.

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