Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 63



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Ramien quickly turned the control wheel to avoid the Battlewings flying in from the front. His body tilted sharply to one side, his vision shook, and at the same time, the Battlewings swept over and under the group’s airship. Doljumeok fell sideways and rolled around. Jincheol also had to hold onto the co-pilot’s chair to keep himself from falling.

Immediately afterwards, the entire hull began to shake, and red lights and warning sounds began to flash here and there on the instrument panel in front of the cockpit.

“Eww! It hit the hull!”

Ramien let out this groaning sound, then strained his entire body and turned the steering wheel sharply again. The field of vision, which had tilted almost 90 degrees, shook violently as if it were twisting to regain its level. The stone fist that had been stuck in one corner rolled back to the other side.

The forward view was barely stable again, but the instrument panel was still blaring all sorts of warning sounds. And even in that forward view, the Battlewings could be seen circling in the distance and turning back towards us.

A flash of light appeared on the battlewing’s head, and soon a hail of bullets poured down from the front of the airship. Ramien twisted the control wheel again to continue evasive maneuvers, and Stone Fist had to roll again.

He shouted even while rolling around like that.

“We have to shoot too!”

Ramien, who had been gritting her teeth and holding the steering wheel, quickly rolled her eyes at the shout, then quickly reached out and placed the co-pilot’s seat in front of Jincheol. Then, when she pressed a button, a periscope similar to the one she had seen a moment ago descended with a clank over Jincheol’s head.

Jincheol, who was holding the control panel, put his face into the periscope and saw the scenery outside through the scope. As soon as he saw the enemy Battle Wing in his field of vision, Jincheol pressed the button on the control panel he was holding.

Along with the heavy sound of “thump thump thump,” a trail of flames was drawn directly ahead under the scope’s field of view. The sight of the Battlewing dodging bullets with its loud maneuvers continued.

“What, what is going on?!”

At that moment, Maro and Snow, who had been at the rear of the hull, appeared at the cockpit entrance, leaning against the wall. They had approached in surprise at the shaking aircraft.

“The enemy!”

Stone Fist’s simple yet clear cry. The hairs on Maro’s face stood on end, and Snow immediately put on his owl mask.

At that moment, Jincheol stood up from his seat and said.

“The aim is off.”

“What, what? What is that···”

“It’s tailored to Rabito, so it doesn’t fit my eyes.”

As Jincheol said that, he picked up the rifle that was standing in the corner of the cockpit. It was possible to just sit there, but it was quite uncomfortable to hold the control panel and put your face into the scope. In addition, the scope’s field of view was different, and the sense of depth was not right. It would have been better to just take the rifle he was holding and go out to the cargo hold and shoot.

At that moment, the Battlewings that had finished turning charged again. Ramien’s evasive maneuvers and the ship’s hull continued to shake. Doljumeok and Maro rolled, and Jincheol and Snow lowered their knees and postures to avoid falling in the middle of the tilting ship. The instrument panel warning sound grew louder.

“I, I’ll do it! My eyes are Rabito!”

At that moment, Maro, who had rolled to one side – the stone fist acted as a cushion so no one could see where he was hurt – got up and said that. Without even listening to the other adults’ answers, the guy who had hurriedly sat down in the co-pilot’s seat pulled down the scope and pressed the control button to start firing the machine gun.

The stone fist that crawled up next to him spoke.

“Don’t just pull it! Control your breathing and shoot when you have a clear aim! If you shoot without thinking, you’ll waste the bullet!”

“yes yes!”

Jincheol, who was snickering while watching the two duos, turned around and left the cockpit. Snow, wearing an owl mask, followed behind him.

In the midst of the violently rocking ship, the two men did not lose their balance. One was based on their extremely enhanced physical abilities, while the other had a sense of balance based on their lifelong, unceasing training.

As I left the cockpit corridor, I came across a cargo hold with gun holes here and there. The wind was blowing in through the holes. I could easily see the cause of the warning sound coming from the instrument panel. Steam and oil were squirting out from the gaping holes in the fuselage walls.

Jincheol passed the trucks and two-wheeled vehicles that were tied up well and reached the cargo hold that opened downwards. He pulled down the lever on one side hard and the cargo hold began to open with a mechanical sound. In the meantime, Jincheol took out a rope and tied it to his body and tied the other end to the hull. He then handed the rope over to Snow who was following him.

“Untie the rope slowly until I tell you to stop.”

“···”

She seemed to understand, but she didn’t, and just stared at Jincheol without answering. There was no answer from her, but Jincheol took a short deep breath and slowly leaned out of the cargo hold. Naturally, the rope Snow was holding became taut. She spread her legs wide and leaned back to support Jincheol’s weight. It seemed like she understood.

“stop!”

Snow held on to the rope tightly at the words heard from outside. Jincheol was tied to one rope and stepped on the airship with both feet, and jumped out. In that state, when he got his feet caught on both sides of the cargo hold door, he ended up standing upside down outside the ship.

Jincheol then raised his rifle and aimed at the Battlewings in the distance. The Urata Battlewings were repeatedly charging and turning, harassing the Brigantine airship of the group, and right now, it was the moment of their charge.

Bullets flying in like a swoosh grazed Jincheol’s surroundings. Some of them pierced the hull, making a cracking sound. It was a moment when his stomach lurched, but Jincheol’s posture did not waver at all. He was still standing upside down under the airship, aiming his rifle calmly.

The pilot of the Battlewing, who was about to escape under the airship, found Jincheol standing upside down. He pulled the trigger of the machine gun reflexively with embarrassment. While feeling the vibration of the gunshot inside the aircraft, a light flashed from the muzzle of Jincheol’s gun, who was standing upside down as if performing some kind of trick.

At the same time, the front canopy of the aircraft was shattered and a hole was made in the cockpit headrest.

The battle wing that had been showing off its flashy maneuvers just a moment ago crashed down to the ground because of the pilot’s limp hand. The two other battle wing pilots noticed this and quickly tried to communicate via radio, but there was no response. They couldn’t control the fighter jet even with a hole in the middle of their face.

Jincheol, who had created that situation, pulled the bolt and reloaded without showing any sign of joy. At that moment, the Battlewing, which had finished turning again, rushed towards the front of the airship, and the airship also shook violently and took an evasive maneuver.

Jincheol, who was standing upside down, also swayed by the movement, but he did not lose his balance because of the taut rope and his feet pushing against the floor. In that state, Jincheol took aim at a new target again.

The Battlewing pilot, who was firing his machine gun at the Brigantine airship while feeling embarrassed by his comrade’s fall, also noticed this truth. Fortunately, he turned the control stick as soon as he felt the danger.

Although the front of the canopy was broken, the bullet grazed his head and hit the fuselage.

But because it changed direction so suddenly, its speed was reduced, and the slower aircraft was unable to avoid Maro’s aim.

The heavy machine gun noise continued. The Battlewing, which had lost one of its wings to the bullet, fell to the ground in a swirling motion, leaving behind a long smoke trail.

From the cockpit, Maro, Doljumeok, and Ramien’s cheers could be heard. Jincheol also smiled and pulled the bolt.

However, the last Battlewing pilot seemed to have learned his lesson from watching his two other comrades fall. He broke away from the ‘turn and dive’ he had been doing so far and hid himself in a large cloud on one side.

Not only the cockpit, but even Jincheol couldn’t find the bastard. The sky that had been noisy with gunfire just a moment ago suddenly became quiet.

In this case, the initiative would be passed back to them. Jincheol and his party’s airship, which already had a lot of damage to its hull, had to land on the ground. They couldn’t fly around with holes all over its hull.

But if he landed on the ground like that, there was really no way to deal with the Battlewings flying in the sky. Jincheol’s shooting was also possible because the range was roughly right.

Ramien also seemed to know this, and instead began to lift the airship’s hull high into the sky. It seemed as if he was trying to delay the moment of falling as much as possible. Jincheol also looked up at the clouds while hanging upside down.

At that moment, Jincheol saw a black plane emerging from the clouds. The battle wing spun around to avoid Jincheol and Maro’s aim. In an instant, the battle wing soared and flew past the airship into the sky. In an instant, the bright sun obscured its appearance.

A fighter jet dive attack from above, with its back to the sun. This is a moment more dangerous than ever. Since the enemy’s aim is unknown, the cockpit becomes extremely dangerous.

Ramien, who knew it well, once again showed off a sharp maneuver. The entire airship almost flipped over. It was a move to hide the cockpit from the opponent’s target. Jincheol, who had been holding his own until then, couldn’t keep his balance until that moment. To be exact, Snow, who had been pulling the rope from the inside, lost his balance and fell, and Jincheol’s body was also pulled up.

Immediately afterwards, a black battlewing with its back to the sun swooped down, spraying a hail of bullets.

Even though he had taken evasive action, he could not avoid the bullet itself. A hole like a honeycomb was punctured in the center of the airship. The hull was in shambles. The black battlewing passed the airship and disappeared into the clouds again.

“Are you okay?”

Jincheol lay flat on his stomach, holding onto the hull, and stuck his face inside to check Snow’s condition.

She, who had fallen, jumped up when she saw Jincheol and wrapped the rope around her waist. Then, she pulled out a spear from somewhere and stuck it into the bottom of the ship, leaning against it. It was as if she was saying that she would never be shaken again.

“···good.”

Jincheol got up. That means he was upside down under the hull again. The air from the high place hit Jincheol’s face coldly. His eyes glared at the clouds where the black battlewing had disappeared.

Then his gaze turned to the other side. A Battlewing burst out of the clouds there.

Jincheol aimed straight at the guy, but the Battlewing only showed the lower part of the aircraft towards him, completely hiding its canopy. It seemed to be wary of Jincheol’s shots. Jincheol couldn’t pull the trigger.

The Battlewing turned to the back of the airship to avoid Maro’s aim and rose into the sky again. Just as the dive attack was about to occur again.

A black harpoon flew from the clouds over there.

The black harpoon did not hit the Battlewing. It only grazed the tail wing. But that alone caused the Battlewing to lose its lift and stagger in the air. Jincheol’s eyes turned to where the harpoon had come from.

A similarly sized, but much older and more worn-out airship appeared as if tearing through the clouds. And Jincheol, who had woken up from a long sleep and whose memory had improved significantly, remembered the appearance of the airship.

“···An empty thief?”

The Baika merchant ship that Jincheol had gotten to Siol in the past. The pirates who had attacked that ship had actually attacked on an airship. The airship that was said to have come from Sandesiya. At that time, all the pirates were defeated, but the airship that had taken flight and escaped could not be caught.

At that moment, Jincheol’s eyes turned back to the Battlewing. The fighter jet, which had been losing altitude and swinging in the air with its tail wing damaged, suddenly turned around and was flying towards the airship.

Jincheol saw the face of Rabito, gritting his teeth and pulling the joystick inside the canopy. It was the face of someone who had made up his mind to do his best. He was certain that he would fall, so he had decided to slam his body into the target. Soon, bullets began to pour out in front of him.

Jincheol also aimed his rifle while bullets were flying. He was still upside down. The bullets that were blasting holes around him eventually grazed his cheek.

But Jincheol’s aim did not waver. On the sights were the battlewing, the canopy, and the pilot inside.

The trigger was pulled briefly at the same time as a thin exhalation of breath. The light flashed and a small hole was made in the Battlewing canopy.

The Battlewing, which was flying towards the bottom of the airship as if it was going to crash, lost its aim the next moment and passed over the hull. After stretching out and floating in the air for a while, the Battlewing soon lost its balance and began to fall to the ground.

“···”

Jincheol, who had been watching the fall for a moment in the upside-down world, pulled the rope. Then, Snow pulled him from inside.

Jincheol returned to the ship and looked around while untying the rope. He saw the ship full of holes, letting the wind blow through. Even the truck and Jincheol’s motorcycle, which had been tied up well, had holes.

“It’s the end. It wouldn’t be strange if it fell off right away.”

“···”

Snow also silently withdrew the spear and released the rope. When she looked at where the spear had come from, she saw that it was a stick about a span long in her hand. Like Jincheol’s sword, the spearhead and blade were sticking out from both sides of the stick.

“Oh, I have something similar.”

“···I already saw it.”

“okay?”

Jincheol, who was about to take out his fishing sword and show it to me, awkwardly lowered his right hand. He scratched his head and continued talking, pointing toward the cockpit.

“Let’s go forward. Let’s see if there’s any radio transmission from the airship that appeared over there.”

“···huh.”

When I returned to the cockpit, I saw Maro and Doljumpuk lying in the corner. They both looked half-souled. Fortunately, no one seemed to be hurt.

When I turned my gaze towards Ramien, I saw that she was still adjusting the instrument panel that was beeping, while holding a small funnel-shaped microphone to her mouth and talking to someone.

“Who? Who are you?”

[···Lee is a mountain··· Our friend over there··· Don’t do that, that guy···]

“Hey, I appreciate your help, but I need you to tell me your exact affiliation. You’re not even a member of the Revolutionary Army, are you?”

Jincheol approached Ramien and tapped her shoulder. She looked up from her radio communication while frantically adjusting the instrument panel. Jincheol reached out his hand. Ramien, who had been looking at Jincheol for a moment, placed the funnel microphone on her hand.

Jincheol brought it close to his mouth and said.

“It seems like you’re looking for me.”

Immediately after, a joyful voice was heard over the radio.

[Oh! Jincheol! How have you been? Still not thinking about learning swordsmanship? No, wait, Hi-ta. Let me say hello first-]

The radio, which had been cut off for a moment, rang again.

[Jincheol! It’s me, Haita! How have you been?]

Jincheol also felt a natural smile come out at those familiar voices.