Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 39

Hiding a Logistics Center in the Apocalypse – Part 39

(Magic Rental Shop in the Cave (1))

As soon as the battle was over, we heard news from Incheon.

At first, there was no significant change.

However, upon hearing the news of their defeat in Yongsan, the invaders from the Sabros dimension suddenly switched to a defensive stance.

“···It seems like they are just about to start solidifying it.”

An officer from the 17th Division said so.

Incheon was becoming a veritable den of hell.

A solid material that grows like a vine over a floor or building.

It covers and surrounds Chinatown, creating a completely new terrain.

“The invasion of Seoul failed, but at least they want to protect Incheon.”

Yoo Seong-cheol added.

They had sent a significant number of the troops they brought in through the Gate Portal here to Seoul.

With such forces virtually annihilated, it would be a natural strategy to return to a defensive posture.

Even though we had achieved victory here in Seoul, if we sat idle, Incheon would be completely taken over by the enemy.

“That won’t work.”

There was no other way.

I have no choice but to go to Incheon as soon as possible.

This time too, we divided up the roles.

The streets surrounding the Joint Chiefs of Staff were filled with the corpses of monsters covered in scabs.

It was necessary to tidy up the surroundings in case a fight like this happened again in the future.

Moreover, the original mission of the military, which had been postponed due to the 1st Corps, had to be carried out.

It was a time when it was necessary to not only evacuate residents who had been evacuated in advance for this battle, but also rescue people and distribute supplies throughout Seoul.

In addition, in the process, the task of recruiting and selecting Awakened people who could be of help in the battle against the enemies would be carried out.

Of course, they did not spare any support for me as I headed to Incheon.

Wheeee···

The place I am standing is the parade ground of the National Intelligence Service headquarters.

In front of them stood a line of about 60 officers and non-commissioned officers.

I don't know when they were made, but the first twelve were waving flags of bright colors.

“Ah… I told you not to do that!”

Here, I barely managed to stop Yoo Seong-cheol from giving it the shameful name of the Subspace Command under the Joint Chiefs of Staff, but I couldn't stop the red flag with 'Colonel Kim Jeong-gyeom' written in gold embroidery from waving.

Last night, Kim Sol barged into the men's lounge and waved the flag so loudly that the wind blew. Even though she had clearly thrown it away, the flag had returned to her in some unbelievable way and was now in the hands of the lined-up soldiers.

“Salute to Colonel Kim Jeong-gyeom!”

“Choo-ung- Seo-ung!”

It seemed like they had created a unit within the subspace, but in fact it wasn't like that.

I just asked for a hand.

From Black Hawk to Cheonma, and various communication equipment belonging to the National Communications Agency.

The subspace was full of things that I had but didn't know how to handle.

60 soldiers with specialized specialties.

Just as I had a fire control officer sit in the passenger seat to fire the missiles during a recent bidding competition, these were the professionals who would handle the military equipment I already had or would be disposing of.

It would be good to provide a dormitory for the National Intelligence Service, and for food, they could provide meal kits from the Fresh Center or processed foods from the logistics center.

However, to avoid making their families anxious because of strangers, they were told not to go to the commander's residence near the logistics center or guard post, or to the officer's dormitory.

Looking at the dozens of troops lined up in a row, Yoo Seong-cheol, the operations headquarters chief who was present, shed tears.

"······at las."

“···What does finally mean finally?”

As always, he didn't say a word about joining the military this time either.

I was just destroying the aliens that came rushing in to create an environment where everyone around me could live safely.

For now, we are simply moving together with the Joint Chiefs of Staff, whose goal is to rebuild the country.

So, in the first place, they were not soldiers under my command, and even if they entered the subspace, it was not like a new unit was created.

They are merely collaborators who are aligned with the goal of destruction.

Whether he knew what I was thinking or not, Yoo Seong-cheol grabbed my hands tightly.

“Thank you so much, Jeonggyeom.”

That the military was brought into the subspace.

Maybe it meant that they shared trust in each other.

Of course, it is true that I can be 'kicked out' and that I have all authority within this subspace, but it still remains an intimate space that houses my family.

I am not unaware of the feelings of Yoo Seong-cheol, who regards cooperation with me as a blessing…

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

'···Why does this person like to give it away?'

60 soldiers.

Because this was nothing more than a free mercenary.

***

Toodoodoodoo!

The helicopter flew towards Incheon.

Although it was only one vehicle, there were actually about 80 people on board.

I left a few people in the cockpit, including the pilot, the fire control officer, and the machine gunner in the transport compartment, and entered the subspace.

Upon entering the subspace, there was some good news.

A Siamese hen raised with great care.

The goose that lays reinforcement stones, Camelot has finally produced reinforcement stones.

Lancelot scratched the back of my neck and handed me a warm strengthening stone.

[Reinforcement Stone (D)]

Attribute: None

Option: [Fluidization]

“Ohh···?”

This time, it was a strengthening stone with unique options.

Similar to the previous strengthening stone with the [Resistance] option, this one didn't have [Penetration] either.

It's just that I've been granted an unknown ability called [fluidization].

“Okay. Where······”

We went straight into the experiment.

I built a solid wall made of Ames-dimensional steel and bricks, and fired a bowling ball reinforced with [Fluidization] in front of it.

Wedge!

A bowling ball flying at high speed…

Swish!

It passed through a solid wall, looking good.

The effect was outstanding.

In other words···

“······It’s useless, right?”

Not only was there no [penetration] ability, but it was impossible to strike at all.

If it could fly a certain distance and then lose its fluidity, it could be used to attack enemies behind cover, but without even that, it was just like throwing a ghost ball like a paper airplane.

So there was only one use left.

“I should write this on my knighthood.”

It was something that was needed by now.

This is a strengthening stone produced through the life support system of the subspace and the exploitation of Camelot's life force.

If the number of articles increases, the production speed will increase dramatically.

This time, I referred to Lancelot's story.

Because each of the knights who became ghosts had different characteristics and abilities.

The name of the ghost chosen this time was Modred.

The guy who was an assassin in his lifetime was granted a weak 'stealth' ability, but no matter how I looked at it, there was no one who matched the [Liquidization] option as well as this guy.

Of course, it is true that the ghosts of Camelot have demonstrated excellent reconnaissance and espionage abilities.

However, these guys had a limited exploration range and the disadvantage of not being able to exert physical force.

A Modred with stealth and fluidity would definitely be of great help.

Moreover, this time, the reinforcement stone I was holding was not just one.

Because I was given one more reinforcement stone that I obtained by killing the lizards that advanced toward Yongsan.

[Reinforcement Stone (D)]

Attribute: None

Options: [Play]

This is a reinforcement stone obtained by defeating the giant crocodile, 'Yatoo'.

The bastard's abilities weren't limited to just being strong and powerful.

Overwhelming regenerative abilities.

I had no choice but to use an epic-grade holy spear to deal with a 7th-tier monster, but its regenerative ability was so fierce that new flesh grew around the area where the holy spear was deeply stabbed.

So it was natural.

It was with this [Regeneration] ability that I thought of creating a knight of Camelot.

If the unique regenerative ability is added, new flesh will grow faster over the thin bones, and the production of reinforcement stones will also become even faster.

It couldn't have been a more perfect combination.

“This is it, this is it.”

“That evil bastard···”

“How come such genes exist in our family···”

Two older sisters sweeping each other's shoulders.

It seemed like the subspace had gotten quite cold without me knowing.

In particular, Lancelot had a recommendation for the reinforcement stone with the [Regeneration] option.

“Oh, then Percival would be fine. He may be undead, but he was a spirit master when he was alive.”

They were undead due to the curse of Camelot.

Although significantly weakened, he retained some of his previous abilities.

In particular, Perceval was said to have acquired a unique appearance due to the curse of Camelot and the blessings of nature he received as a spirit master.

“Okay. Then···”

I paid 500 magic stones and a reinforcement stone with the [Regeneration] option to Camelot, and chose Percival as the phantom to be knighted.

Phew!

After Perceval's ghost was sucked into Camelot.

Soon, I was able to confirm that 'unique appearance'.

"oh···?"

It was definitely a skeleton, but it wasn't bones.

A wooden sculpture that perfectly resembled the shape of a skull, with a few buds hanging fresh around it.

The two older sisters who were watching together were also impressed.

“Hey… Jeonggyeom, can I take this and plant it in the yard?”

“···Will it work?”

That was not the right thing to say.

He should have been a solid force for us going forward.

chuck!

I said, patting the shoulder of Percival, the wooden knight prostrating himself before me.

“You’ve worked hard. Now go home.”

“Your name.”

Percival entered Camelot, the trees making a crackling noise.

Under the gloomy shadow of the castle.

The buds on the guy's body suddenly withered and bloomed green repeatedly…

Woohoo!

Perhaps because of the good power supply, Camelot made a louder engine noise than usual.

As expected, my judgment was not wrong.

There could be no better flowerpot to plant Perceval in than Camelot.

“How can someone act like that while disguised as a human being···”

“The devil himself······”

Use it.

No blame will be taken.

I was simply seeking harmony in this subspace.

That's all.

***

Toodoodoodoo!

A propeller that spins rapidly.

On the way to Incheon.

We were slowly approaching Bupyeong, which was located in the middle.

I was sitting in the transport compartment below.

The person sitting across from me was holding a walkie-talkie receiver.

It was Han Kyung-ho, the communications expert I rescued from Gwacheon.

He told me the story of Yoo Seong-cheol and the officers of the 17th Division.

“How about joining the 507th Brigade first and then moving on? I heard that the participants from the Incheon area who participated in the ‘bidding competition’ are gathered here.”

“Participants?”

“Yes, most of them, including the regional representative, were killed during the bidding competition… They said that about thirty people survived. Half of them are currently unknown, and the remaining fifteen have returned to the military.”

The results were terrible.

Only thirty out of a hundred people survived.

Their desperate appearance until the last moment came to mind.

Even though they lost, who can blame them?

Han Kyung-ho continued speaking.

“They said that all of them were awakened. And from the 17th Division side···”

He added, his voice filled with tension.

“He asked me to stop by the 507th Brigade because he had something he wanted to tell them. It was about the ‘terrain’ they were creating.”

Whoosh.

We turned our gaze at the same time.

Incheon seen through the transport cabin window.

Something black was spreading out from Chinatown, covering the entire Incheon.

A substance that is neither black smoke nor a collapsed building.

It seemed that it wasn't just their forces that came through the gate portal.

“The 507th Operations Staff called it something like that. A sort of… 'terraforming' maybe.”

Terraforming.

A word meaning to create an environment where humans can live on other planets.

The same process was continuing in reverse.

A suggestion to stop by the 507th Brigade.

I nodded.

In any case, understanding the situation took priority.

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Toodoodoodoo!

A helicopter lands on the 507th Brigade's parade ground.

I followed the brigade's operations staff who came out to greet me and entered the brigade building's command and control room.

Officers of the 507th Brigade who were monitoring the situation in Incheon.

And the fifteen Awakened who participated in the bidding competition are sitting in a row, filling the chairs.

“Thank you for your hard work in coming such a long way, Colonel Kim.”

“Oh, yes···”

As it turned out, the situation developed where each person stood up and shook hands with each other in turn.

At that moment, I was exchanging greetings with the Awakened Ones one by one.

“······Kim Jeong-gyeom?”

A familiar voice called me.

As soon as I confirmed who the owner of the voice was, I couldn't help but be startled.

“Baek Min-woo?

Because my best friend from college was right here.