Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 45



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Jincheol, who shook his head at the sight of them scattering, turned around again. Then he grabbed the officer who was half-conscious by the collar and lifted him up.

“Ke, kek!”

“Why didn’t I break your head? Because I couldn’t? No. Because I had something to ask you.”

The officer who met Jin-cheol’s eyes was trembling with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Against the backdrop of flames bursting from the ceiling of the hangar, Jin-cheol looked like some kind of demon. A black demon sent by the evil god Marx.

He said.

“It doesn’t make sense that there isn’t a single emergency escape route on this big airship. If the airship were to crash, there would be an emergency escape route, right?”

“We must fight… The general’s, order…!”

Jincheol tightened his grip a little more. Then the terrified officer continued to choke in a hurried manner.

“Ha, Hamkyo! On the bridge! The officer’s escape port is…!”

“You want me to go to the bridge? Is there no other place to go?”

The officer’s face became sad.

“Originally, winter, hangar, transporter···”

Jincheol’s eyes turned back to the hangar. It was a mess where the transport plane was not waiting, but it seemed like it would collapse at any moment. Jincheol let go of the hand he was holding. The officer fell to the ground with a thud, then slowly backed away, watching Jincheol’s expression. Jincheol didn’t care. He didn’t have time to fight with that guy any longer.

Before we knew it, the airship’s hull was tilting toward the front.

Jincheol, who was looking around, soon found a staircase leading up and started running. Doljumeok followed him, panting as if he would die a step later. As they disappeared, the officer also ran away somewhere. The belated flames engulfed the hangar.

The stairs that Jincheol ran down were connected to all the upper floors of the hangar. As a result, he ran excitedly and before he knew it, he had reached the passage leading to the bridge on the top floor.

Jincheol, who was standing there, glanced back. Doljumeok was slowly climbing the stairs with a face that looked like it was about to die. He didn’t rush him. If he was late, it would be his own fault.

As I ran down the corridor, the door at the end creaked open on its own. Inside, there was a loud noise.

“Hangar 2 is completely destroyed! The engine room and hull connectivity has dropped below 20%! The main ship is crashing!”

“All guns on port and starboard are out of action! Lower deck is not responding to control systems! Ship is going down!”

“Communication with Battlewing squadron was lost due to a hit a moment ago!”

“The ship is sinking, General! You must escape!”

“General! You must escape!”

What the hell, what is this? Jincheol came in and looked around, and there was General Donchava sitting in the center seat, and it was full of brass pipes and gears, mechanical dials, clock hands, and other control devices and officers. It was the pinnacle of the classic steam engine style that he had felt since boarding the airship.

General Donchava was sitting in a chair among them, staring straight ahead with a serious expression. In the distance, an enemy warship could be seen.

“General! Urata is offering surrender!”

“Nonsense! There will be no surrender! Every last soldier will fight! Those who do not fight will be punished for treason!”

Donchava pulled out a trumpet-shaped microphone that was placed on one side and began speaking into it.

“I tell you, you honorless Urata bastards! I am General Donchava of the Free Salt Trade Federation…! This time, I will admit with gut-wrenching pain that you have achieved a vile victory! The praise for your wicked scheme will be given by the remaining soldiers on this ship. However! I will definitely survive and take my revenge! The vengeance of the dead soldiers and officers will be in my hands-”

He stood up as he said that with a face full of tragedy, and then he saw the open bridge door and Jincheol standing in front of it. He forgot what he was saying and stared blankly at Jincheol before speaking.

“···Who are you?”

“Me? The hijacker.”

“···Hi, Jacker?”

Jincheol ignored the gazes of the Rabitos looking at him and walked briskly towards Donchaba.

“Escape port. Where is it?”

“···?”

Then one of the officers came to his senses, jumped up, drew his pistol and shouted.

“You! Are you a spy of Urata?”

Instead of answering, Jincheol reached out and grabbed one of Donchava’s dazzling medals, tore it off, and threw it at the officer. The piece of metal flew with a squeak and tore into the officer’s hand.

“evil!”

There was a loud bang from the pistol that fell to the floor with a scream. With that gunshot, Donchaba and Rabito on the bridge all realized the situation. At the same time, Jincheol’s right hand grabbed Donchaba’s neck.

“Kekeke!”

“Escape port.”

The other officers tried to move, but Donchaba, who saw the murderous intent in Jincheol’s eyes, quickly raised his hand to stop them. Then he spoke to Jincheol.

“Are you thinking of escaping alone? Leaving all these people here behind?”

“Eat shit. Weren’t you shouting for salt and freedom because you thought you were risking your lives? Then you each have to find your own way to survive.”

“How dare you…! Insulting the brave soldiers of the Federation…!”

“Brave and fearless? Tell that to the other people who died downstairs.”

A distant flame flashed deep in Jincheol’s eyes. Donchaba, who faced that enormous heat, could not help but close his mouth as he felt suffocated.

At that moment, Rabito, who was holding the ship’s control stick at the front of the bridge, exchanged visual signals with the other Rabitos and shook the control stick.

“What the heck···!”

“Wow!”

The ship, which was already tilting, tilted to one side and the objects on the bridge were all tossed around. At the same time, the officers on the bridge each pulled out their pistols and started shooting. The sound of gunfire rang out loudly from the bridge. You crazy bastards, don’t you care that the general you were sucking up to just a moment ago is getting hit?

“Don’t shoot! I said don’t shoot!”

Donchaba shouted as if he thought he could be hit. Jincheol slightly lowered his body to gain balance from the tilt of the ship, and immediately threw the general at Rabito, who was holding the control stick.

“Eww!”

The officers and general were tangled up and rolling around. However, the already tilted hull was already falling down, and the officers with their guns drawn aimed at Jincheol.

Jincheol quickly struck out while activating the shield on his right arm. The bullets from their pistols were blocked by the shield and made a tingling sound.

Immediately afterwards, a white blade emerged from the gauntlet. The sharp blade cut through the uniform and fur, drawing blood.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

“Eww!”

“Shit!”

“Squeak!”

Screams, curses, shouts, and gunfire erupted across the bridge. But the storm died down as quickly as it had come.

After a while, Jincheol was the only one standing on the bridge.

“You idiots. If you want to die, put a gun in your mouth and shoot yourself···”

Jincheol stood among the corpses and swung his blade with a bitter expression. The combat power of the Rabitos was nothing special, except that they fired pistols. It only took a moment for all twenty Rabito officers on the bridge to become silent.

“···?”

But General Donchava was not among the dead officers. Jincheol turned his head to look for him.

At that moment, Donchaba, who had already run to a corner of the bridge, was manipulating a brass structure there with his hands. The structure he was fiddling with, when you take away the connected pipes and fixtures, looked like a brass pipe. That means, to Jincheol, it looked like an escape port.

At the same time, the door of the port rattled open. Donchaba quickly jumped inside, and Jincheol’s body pounced on him like a tiger leaping up.

Donchava closed the door first in a split second. Through the small glass, I could see the expression of the man who had been triumphant.

“This kid.”

Jincheol grabbed the closed port door. Donchaba could be seen laughing inside. The strength of this escape port seemed to be mocking that a person could not break it with their bare hands. He didn’t care. Jincheol gritted his teeth and gathered strength.

“···!”

The door to the escape port began to creak with a creaking sound. Donchava was startled and quickly manipulated something inside.

The pipes and locks that had been connected were released with a rattling sound. The port’s body was about to fall down. However, the port that seemed to be going down slightly suddenly stopped.

Donchaba stared out the window with a blank expression. He saw the door creaking and creaking, and beyond it, Jincheol’s face holding the port with his teeth clenched. Donchaba fell into the port. His pants became soaked.

At that moment, a warning sound rang out throughout the bridge. Jincheol, who had been holding onto the port, also turned his head as a chill ran down his spine.

In the distance, the enemy ship’s cannons spewed out fire and smoke. Jincheol shouted as he saw a shell flying straight toward the bridge window.

“Fuck-!”

A series of loud noises and explosions, blinding rainbows, and unbearable shocks.

The bridge of the Jasso Federation’s flying battleship was destroyed by the enemy’s battleship’s accurate gunfire. Originally, the officer in charge of activating the local defense shield would have guarded the bridge, but since all of those officers were swept away by Jincheol, the bridge was left defenseless.

The upper part of the bridge of the flying battleship was cleanly removed. The ship, with its control room gone, fell in a gentle curve in the same direction it had been falling. The ship that had been flying far above the clouds was now falling through the clouds.

And in that flattened bridge area, Jincheol suddenly stood up with his face covered in soot.

“···I’m buying this.”

Jincheol held the brass pieces that were left with only fragments in both hands. It seemed that he had survived thanks to the split second he had tore off the door of the escape port and covered the center of the explosion.

“···Now the only thing left is the real fall.”

Jincheol threw away the fragments he was holding and looked around the airship engulfed in flames and smoke, laughing in vain. He had crawled up from the lower levels, but it seemed inevitable that he would fall.

At that moment, a metal plate was flipped over from the other side, and one of the Ologs poked its head in. It was a stone fist.

“Cluck, cluck!”

It seemed that he was able to avoid the artillery fire aimed at the bridge because he was climbing up the stairs. He looked at the bridge that had been blown away with a blank expression and Jincheol standing alone in the middle of it.

Jincheol, who was facing him, turned around for some reason and overturned the destroyed rubble. The strong wind scattered dust and debris into the air.

Jincheol, who had been rummaging around like that for a while, soon discovered a half-broken brass escape port and the ejection path the port was supposed to go down. Jincheol shouted at Doljumeok.

“Hey, Inma!”

“What? What is it?”

“let’s go!”

It was hard to hear what they were saying because of the howling wind. However, Doljumeok saw Jincheol’s smiling face and began to crawl towards him.

Meanwhile, Jincheol lifted the escape port and aimed the ejector at the ogre. Doljumeok shouted as he approached.

“What is this!”

“The way! The way we live!”

At that moment, the airship broke through the cloud layer. Thanks to this, the ground that was visible was not only composed of blue sea. The winding coastline in the distance and the wide land beyond it also welcomed the falling airship.

The Jaso Federation’s airship has crossed the ocean.

As Doljumuk looked at the unfamiliar land, Jincheol shouted.

“What are you doing, you punk! Get in!”

“···Do you really think this will work?!”

Doljumeok thought Jincheol was talking crazy when he saw the crumpled-looking escape port. It seemed like it would be better to just jump out with his bare body than to ride on this kind of device.

“Do whatever you want!”

However, as Jincheol said that and got on the port, Doljumeok quickly intervened. Although reason told him it was nonsense, his instincts told him that following Jincheol was the only way to survive.

“ha ha ha!”

Jincheol laughed as he watched Doljumeok quickly enter the port and get stuck in the corner. Then he lowered the lever inside the port that Donchaba had tried to pull a moment ago.

“···”

There was a clanking sound, but the port did not move. Jincheol opened his mouth to say something when he saw that, and the port slid down with a clanking sound. The stone fist let out a piercing scream.

“Kkaaaaaaah-!”

Because Jincheol had ripped off the door of the port, sparks poured out brilliantly from somewhere misaligned inside the port running out of the ejection port.

But it was only for a moment. Soon, the port flew out of the exit with intense gravity and flew into the air. From the torn-off entrance, the blue sea, sky, clouds, coastline, and even the distant mountain ranges flowed in, spinning around and around, and the whole world.

At the same time, a strange floating sensation was felt for a moment. A strong vibration began to occur from the bottom of the port. The stone fist that had been shrunken in the corner and screaming shouted urgently.

“It’s hot! My butt is hot! It’s getting hot down there! I’m gonna burn to death!”

“Stop joking around, you punk!”

But the next moment, Jincheol couldn’t just think of it as a joke. The bottom of the pot had become so hot that he could feel it with the soles of his feet.

Then, a strong thrust came from underneath the heated port. A fierce flame poured out with a squealing sound.

At that time, Jincheol also screamed.

“Eww!”

“Kkaaaaaaah!”

If the thruster had worked properly, the port would have only emitted flames downwards, reducing the force of the fall. However, the half-broken port could not maintain such balance, and in the end, Jin-cheol and Dol-ju-meok rolled around like toys in a box inside the port that was spinning like a top. The two of them were out of their minds just trying not to get thrown out.

Eventually, the port spun around haphazardly and crashed into the shore with a splashing sound.

Fortunately, the moment the water entered, the thrust device stopped. The port, which had been making a gurgling sound and seemed to be sinking, rose to the surface.

And then one side of the port’s wall flew into the air with a bang, and Jincheol’s fist rose up.

“Phuha!”

Jincheol, who had shattered the lump of iron and stuck his face out, immediately pulled himself out from inside and climbed onto the port. Behind him, a stone fist with an old face of several decades was panting with only his face sticking out of the water.

Jincheol, standing on the port, raised his head. High in the sky, an airship that could only be described as falling was falling to the ground like a giant fireball.

A black meteor crashed down with a long tail of black smoke. While Jincheol was feeling this way, the airship’s altitude dropped completely, and soon it crashed into the ground far away, inside the shore.

A shock wave, closer to a vibration than any explosion, reverberated through the entire space, centered around the point of impact. Light and flames rose as if they were going to burn down a whole part of the world.

“···”

Jincheol stood tall above the water and faced the light and flames. Only Jincheol himself knew what was on his face, shadowless as he faced the light.