Infected - Chapter 529



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After a while.

Of the three outposts, Sanha was located closest to the governor’s safe zone.

It’s already been thirty minutes since the negotiating team set off.

It’s about time I came back.

Since we knew each other’s circumstances, there was no need to talk at length.

The situation ends when you ask why they attacked the checkpoint, demand an appropriate reward, and then release the prisoners.

But the negotiating team showed no signs of returning.

I sent a few out of frustration, but the only response I got was that there was nothing in front of the north gate.

That means the van entered the safety zone.

It was when Sanha, who found it strange, tilted his head.

The middle-aged man standing nearby muttered while looking at his wristwatch.

“Time… seems to be getting too late.”

“Let’s wait a little longer.”

A distinctive, deep voice rang out.

“Something seems strange. How about dividing the force into three groups and setting up an ambush?”

“Why are you so anxious, which is not typical of a teacher?”

“No matter how much I think about it, it’s just so strange. There haven’t been any recent issues that would suggest that, and there have been no strange signs at all. I even heard that the two sides’ troops met in the middle and shared a cigarette. And then suddenly attacking the checkpoint? If they wanted something, they would have brought the news by now.”

“hmm…….”

“They say that ubiquity is the key. I think it would be best to divide our forces and prepare for any eventuality. We should also request reinforcements from our main camp.”

Sanha had a hard time deciding.

If we did as he said, we could prepare for the crisis, but if we did it wrong, there was a risk that the atmosphere would get worse.

For now, I have come only to repay what I have been through.

Because we didn’t come here to fight a war.

But the middle-aged man was right.

If by any chance they have second thoughts, we will have to retreat again.

At that moment, Sanha, who had made up his mind, sent someone to the headquarters and was returning.

A middle-aged man who had been pulling out a telescope in front of the outpost came running frantically.

Sanha’s eyes detected something ominous.

“We’re in big trouble. They’re coming, they’re coming with a large force!”

He is handed the telescope and quickly adjusts the magnification.

The end of a large road that runs through the center of the city.

Under the fallen and broken traffic lights, a large force of troops led by dozens of trucks was advancing.

It was the moment when concerns became reality.

The distance between them is about 1km.

I had just gone to the main camp to request reinforcements, so it would take at least 30 minutes.

Sanha, clenching his teeth, looks around.

If it’s close combat with swords and axes, then maybe.

It would be worth a try if you fought using the outpost surrounded by numerous cover as a shield.

Just until reinforcements arrive.

Sanha, whose mind was made up, picked up the radio.

Rifle.

The most tactical and ideal weapon in human history.

It easily surpasses past weapons in many aspects, including portability, lethality, durability, and deterrence.

If properly managed, its lifespan can last for several decades.

The problem is how to manage it.

Even before the virus outbreak, there were quite a few old rifles in the country.

After that, as the population declined rapidly, a large number of firearms were left behind.

More than ten years passed like that.

Unless it passed through the hands of a skilled firearms expert, it was not easy to maintain its performance.

Just like right now.

Click!

In the midst of a fierce battle.

There were frequent incidents of gun malfunctions and gun failures on both sides.

“Eww!”

Then, when his comrade, who had suffered a penetrating wound, fell, he picked up the gun and pulled the trigger.

That wasn’t all.

Boom!

“Ahhh! My arm!”

Old grenades would explode as soon as the pin was pulled, and there were even accidental discharges from guns that were jammed.

The troops of the subordinates guarding the outpost and the army of the governor trying to break through it.

Despite the noticeable difference in forces, the mountains and rivers held their ground well.

It was thanks to the geographical advantage of being an outpost.

Of course, the battle was not easy.

It was difficult enough to deal with the enemy right in front of us, but as casualties increased, we also had to deal with zombies.

Sometimes the zombies themselves were a major threat.

Because their roar was quickly drowned out by the thunderous sound of gunfire.

Besides, human death is unpredictable.

It was impossible to just kill someone who had a chance of survival, and it was even harder to tell the difference on the battlefield.

The whole area quickly turned into hell.

Somewhere along the front lines, zombies attacked from the left and right, tearing apart stomachs and torn off faces.

There was a series of screams, one of which was so loud that it was hard to tell whether they were being shot or bitten.

Maybe all this was the price of sin.

The price of war that occurred at a time when we had to work together to build a foundation for our lives.

Their desperate cries were heard regardless of which side they were on.

“Your Majesty! We are running low on bullets!”

“It won’t trigger!”

“They won’t come near Claymore!”

“Ugh… …! Please save me!”

“Oh, don’t come! Don’t come!”

Tatang!

Two bullets pierced the heads of the living man and the zombies that were loitering over him.

The same was true for the governor’s front line.

A situation where there is literally no hell.

The smell of blood and an unidentifiable smell began to emanate from all around.

This is because both sides have reached a certain level through many years of training.

Bullets rained down like that for dozens of minutes.

At this point I was starting to think that I might have run out of bullets.

A young man who had been vehemently advocating war came running to Sanha.

“Your Majesty! The western defense line has been breached!”

Sanha, who was dragging the injured person, turned his head.

It was just as he said.

Unlike the front lines, where fighting was ongoing and distanced, the western front was collapsing rapidly.

The governor’s forces are gradually narrowing the angle.

Sanha lowered his body and checked his wristwatch.

If we just held out a little longer, reinforcements would arrive.

“Why don’t we retreat now?”

“Take the western troops and send them east. Tell them to keep advancing! We have to do whatever it takes to prevent the outpost from being surrounded!”

“All right!”

The young man ran west, carrying a walkie-talkie.

That was Sanha’s thinking.

A battle line stretched out to the left and right, centered around the forward base.

Once the west is breached, withdraw the remaining troops and push to the east.

Then, the direction of the front line naturally changed from horizontal to vertical, allowing them to avoid being surrounded.

Of course, this assumes that we can break through to the east.

If the enemy follows the retreating troops straight to the outpost, they will soon be surrounded by reinforcements that will arrive.

The question is when will reinforcements arrive?

Sanha habitually checked his watch.

There was no way I could back out here.

Wasn’t it the other side that broke the truce?

Seeing that they suddenly started an all-out war, it seemed that the people who had left for negotiations had also died.

If I back down like this, I might never be able to come out here again.

So, I intended to fight to the end, even if it meant dying here.

But things didn’t go as planned.

The troops that joined in the east were unable to advance in the end.

Let’s make things like this.

The forward base, which had been relocated from the center to the western end of the front line, was quickly surrounded.

Enemies pressing from the front and enemies pushing in from the west.

ping!

Sanha, who had been sticking his head out through the gap, quickly puts his head back in.

The distance to the enemy was too close.

I tried to hold out by throwing grenades and firing claymores, but the number of enemies continued to increase.

Sanha’s gaze turned to the soldier who had fallen right next to him.

“Cough! Cough!”

He was lying on the dirt floor, groaning in pain, with a bullet lodged in his neck.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, soaking the area around his face.

The soldier stretched out his hand toward the mountain and gaped.

What the fingertips are pointing to is none other than Sanha’s rifle.

It was a request to kill him.

Sanha closed his eyes tightly.

Then he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

I looked around and saw countless people dying.

If things continue like this, the enemies will soon climb over the outpost’s walls.

Should we retreat now?

If you run away from here, you’ll have to run away forever.

Boom!

Sanha hesitated several times while throwing the grenade.

Right then.

Chijijik!

[Your Majesty!]

“say!”

[Reinforcements have arrived from the east! The enemies are retreating quickly!]

“what?”

Sanha blinked with a puzzled expression.

I clearly ordered you to bring reinforcements to the outpost.

Why did you suddenly appear in the east?

It was a situation that could not have happened unless you had been watching the battle from the beginning.

[There’s a close fight going on in the center too, so hold on a little longer! I’ll be heading there soon!]

Sanha put the radio on his chest.

Although it was disappointing that he, as the commander, could not control the situation, it was fortunate in any case.

But it was still too early to rejoice.

As we pushed in different directions along the front, the enemy put more and more pressure on our outposts.

This is because the retreating troops were concentrated in one direction.

“Phew! Phew!”

When Sanha turned his head.

A soldier was sitting on the ground with his back to the cover, breathing heavily.

The two made eye contact but did not speak.

What more needs to be said?

Now, I had to fight somehow as long as I had my breath left.

The soldier, who looked much younger than Sanha, stood up, barely able to calm his trembling chin.

Bang! Bang!

Did he shoot twice?

Bullets flying in from the left and right pierced his head and chest.

It was because the distance to the enemy was too close.

Sanha stared blankly at the blood sprinkled in front of his nose.

Smoke was rising in puffs like freshly exhaled breath.

Was it such a reckless idea from the beginning?

The very idea that they, with their vastly greater numbers of troops than I, would negotiate was a delusion.

Isn’t this a situation where they have nothing to regret?

Sanha experienced the horrors of war for the first time.

Of course, I’ve experienced countless fights, big and small, over the years.

This was the first all-out war of this kind.

He was able to endure it because he had a stronger mentality than others and a sense of responsibility as a commander.

On the other hand, the governor’s forces were different.

Coming up from the south, they had already experienced several wars, so they inevitably attacked any place that was even slightly weak.

“Haa, haa.”

Sanha, who was stuck to the iron plate, changes the magazine.

I couldn’t figure out what was going on.

To see the wires, you have to stand up and take out your telescope.

If I raised my head now, it felt like half of it would fly away.

There was a good reason why the commanders just watched from the rear.

I could hear enemies running from beyond the cover.

If you hear footsteps while the sound of gunfire shakes the heavens and earth, it means that they have advanced right up to your nose.

chuck!

As he was preparing for close combat with the few remaining soldiers, he held his greatsword in his hand.

There was a sound of something flying through the air.

Then came the sound of people falling from beyond the wall.

Crunch! Crunch!

It was a perfect death, without even a single scream.

Sanha looked outside through a gap in the cover.

A lush flower bed about twenty meters ahead.

Even in the flower beds, which could be called a dense forest, there were enemies hiding who could not advance.

On the road right in front, corpses continued to pile up.

Sanha immediately followed their gaze.