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#Episode 100. Anyang Station: All-out War (1)
Bisan-dong, the residence of the Dong-an raid force.
The leader of the raid, Kim Jong-un, was packing his bag, sweating profusely.
Across the bridge, an apartment complex was engulfed in flames, and the defeated warriors fled in panic to their garrison.
A warrior with an arrow in his arm ran towards Kim Jong in a panic.
Then he knelt down and shouted.
“Captain… … ! All… … all… … are dead! Next… … what should we do next… … ? Huh? Order… … !”
Kim Jong-un shouted in response to the urgent warrior’s question.
“I don’t know!!! You X… … foot! Do it yourself.”
“Uh, sir… … ?”
Kim Jong-un was hurriedly putting all the items he was carrying into his bag.
Warriors were screaming everywhere, but Kim Jong couldn’t hear anything at the moment.
The commander who should have been the most calm was the most confused.
He tried to run away.
Not from the man-kyung Kang Si-on, but from the young Park Ji-soo.
‘I’m going to get killed… …! I have to run away!’
Park Ji-su gave him six thousand troops to occupy Bisan, but those troops were slaughtered miserably by Man-gyeong.
So it was clear that if he went back to that time, he would be executed.
Kim Jong-un planned to surrender to Kang Si-on.
I surrendered in an attempt to save my life.
If you talk well, you might be able to get a spot in Man-gyeong.
Because he is a key commander during that time.
“Captain… …! No!”
“No… … !”
“Get out of the way! You useless bastards… … !”
Phew-!
Kim Jong-un shook off his subordinates who tried to dissuade him and ran briskly toward the burning apartment complex.
The first assault force during that period was defeated.
Despite having overwhelming numbers of troops and weapons, they were thoroughly defeated.
Kim Jong-un was thoroughly playing with Kang Si-on’s mind from beginning to end, and in the end, he was unable to defeat him.
That’s why Kim Jong-un chose to surrender.
“Hang-bo-ok!!!”
Kim Jung runs through a burning apartment complex.
He raised both his hands and shouted to the soldiers of Man-Gyeong on the battlefield.
“I surrender!”
“surrender!”
“Who is the commanding officer here?!”
“I surrender unconditionally-!”
Knock… … Knock… … .
Sparks were flying and scattering in all directions.
Standing at the center of it all, Kim Jong-un faced the soldiers surrounding him.
Soldiers wearing gas masks over their heads, holding weapons, panting and looking haggard.
Kim Jong-un’s eyes shook wildly.
He roamed around here, trying to find the commander, and shouted desperately.
“Who is the commander… … ? I am the captain of the previous unit. Oh, I know!!! … … I will tell you all the information I have from the previous unit… … ! Me! I am a key officer! So please, at least spare my life… … !”
Iron Fist-!
Finally he got down on his knees.
The soldiers thrust their weapons.
Kim Jong-un, who was so frightened by the blade, trembled.
There was silence for a while.
Kim Jong-un looked around, wondering at the soldiers who were not saying anything.
Then someone walked out, supported by a boy.
“… … .”
Kim Jong-un looked at the man who was trembling.
The man in the gas mask had sharp eyes.
A man with emotionless eyes like a dead person.
There was blood all over his face and his firefighter’s uniform.
He was the King of Man-gyeong, Kang Shi-on.
The way the surrounding warriors treat him and the atmosphere he feels towards the man.
Based on this, Kim Jong-un immediately felt that he was the commander here.
Clang. Clang.
Kim Jong-un approached Zion, crawling on the hot floor like a turtle.
And he carefully wrapped Zion’s shoes in both hands.
It meant that I would obey.
“It will be of great help. Really… … It will be of great help… … Former Park Ji-soo… … was the monarch’s core force during that time… … .”
Kim Jong-un smiled faintly and slowly looked up at Zion.
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But Zion showed no emotion on his face.
He slowly bent his upper body and met Kim Jong’s gaze, who was lying face down.
Swish.
Zion took off his gas mask and was sweating coldly.
Zion exhaled deeply and swept back his sweaty bangs.
Then he placed his hand on Kim Jong-ui’s forehead and shook his head weakly.
The low-pitched voice of Zion was heard.
“You… … are going to be of any help to me?”
A cold, dark voice.
Kim Jong-un answered with a trembling voice.
“Yes… … Yes… … Yes… … Yes… … .”
It’s scary.
That was the first emotion that Kim Jong felt when he encountered Zion.
What kind of person can create such a terrifying atmosphere?
The man in front of you right now is more than Park Ji-soo.
“… …Tell me. How can you be of help?”
“… … The key information of the entire time… … .”
“War information? Players… …? No. What information?”
“War information too… … That, that… … Various things… … .”
“You guys are advancing from two directions?”
At Kang Si-on’s last words, Kim Jong-un froze for a moment.
Zion’s words continued.
“Players during that time, puppeteers, mounted warriors, frogs, transparent. Do you have any information on the other key players? Are you pretending to take over Bisan and trying to bypass it and advance towards Myeonghak Station? Or. Are you trying to take over Ilbeon-ga and bring me to the negotiating table to prevent a prolonged war? Can you tell me the total number of Warriors during that time and the information on key weapons? Your culture and the atrocities you’ve committed against civilians, Park Ji-soo’s edicts and information on the city? Or are you going to tell me about the new minerals? Ah-. So tell me. How can you be of help to me? What information can you give me other than what I already know?”
“… … .”
“Since the start of this war, the outcome has already been decided. You have been harassing the workers of Mankyung for the past few months, and we are angry. Now it is your turn to pay the price.”
“… … .”
“… … Is there anything else you want to say?”
“… … .”
“… … I guess there aren’t any.”
Zion already knew all about the time.
About half of it was solid information obtained by Ha Yoon-ha, and the other half was Zion’s prediction.
But even that prediction has now been confirmed as true.
I could tell by Kim Jong-un’s reaction.
Zion had no need to keep the commander alive during the war.
Moreover, in order to appease the anger of the soldiers surrounding him, he had to execute the enemy commander.
Zion straightened his knees and rose from his seat.
He turned around coldly, putting his gas mask back on.
“… … Cut off his neck.”
At the monarch’s command, a soldier holding a sharp Chinese knife slowly approached Kim Jong.
“… … .”
Kim Jong-un lay face down, unable to say or do anything, and the soldier simply carried out the order.
I couldn’t cut the neck with one blow, so I struck it several times.
Whirik-. Thud! Thud! Thud! Knock!
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Meanwhile, at Anyang Station, both sides were preparing for street fighting.
There were no decent defensive positions near Anyang Station, and even if the nearby apartment complex was fortified, there would be no reason for Park Ji-soo to attack it.
Moreover, from the perspective of the enemy, it was quite difficult to attack just one place, Bisan-dong, with a fortified defensive position.
In this situation, at the Pamian complex in Bisan-dong, Manan was reporting victories in succession, and the news was also relayed to the Anyang Station defense unit.
“I am confidently like X.”
During that time, the monarch, Park Ji-soo, swore to himself and then called his subordinate.
The subordinate approached her in one breath and bowed his head.
“We are sending new players to Bisan-dong. In addition, we will need… 10,000 troops. Immediately, by tonight.”
“yes.”
In a jiffy.
The warrior who received the monarch’s order ran out.
Anyang Station is a complex commercial station with a station and a shopping mall, and is Anyang’s representative station through which the Mugunghwa train and Line 1 to Seoul pass.
During the long and windy season.
Since both forces have their roots in Anyang City, Kang Si-on and Park Ji-su wanted to take over Anyang Station.
Anyang Station is the foundation of Anyang City.
It is a place that is like a symbol.
Immediately after the Korean War, when Anyang was still a small rural city, Anyang developed a commercial district centered around Anyang Station and grew into a large city.
Anyang Ilbeonga was also home to the best commercial districts, along with Beomgye Station, Pyeongchon Rodeo Street, and Pyeongchon Academy Street.
Places where commercial districts are concentrated are like oases in the desert for survivors of the apocalypse.
Because it is the place where most of the remnants of the existing modern society remain.
Monarchs turned the commercial districts into cities and collected taxes or built defensive positions around them.
Anyang Ilbeonga, along with Bisan-dong and the Pamian apartment complex, was Zion’s core defense area.
This is the place where Zion had been wandering around from the beginning, and the bridges they had installed between the rooftops were already full.
“… … What is that?”
Even the monarch of the time, Park Ji-su, could not help but stare blankly at the bridges installed high up in the buildings.
There were no defensive positions on the six-lane road, but inside Ilbeonga, the situation was different.
Soldiers from Man-gyeong were moving busily on the bridge connecting the buildings on Ilbonga.
Their coordinated movements were truly spectacular.
While the monarch was looking at it for a long time, someone approached him.
He was a scout who had been observing the situation in Man-gyeong.
“Most of the first floor is blocked off with barricades and obstacles. A siege seems inevitable to subdue the defense forces of those hiding in the building.”
“… … It came out as expected. Well, it doesn’t matter.”
The monarch turned around and looked at ‘it’.
It was a siege weapon that was ordered by Park Ji-soo to destroy the enemy’s ‘fortress building’.
She smiled at the magnificent sight.
‘It’ was painted in red and had a symbol of the period drawn on it.
While standing on it, the warriors each held a weapon.
The monarch gestured again and opened his mouth.
“Haetae.”
At her call, a man who had been sitting still stood up.
It was a man wearing a black mask and bare feet.
Although the winter cold had not yet fully subsided, he was wearing short sleeves and shorts.
Moreover, the exposed muscles and the nearly 1m long double-edged claws hanging from his shoulders were enough to make even warriors of the same age tremble in fear.
He is the very definition of a ‘warrior’.
“… … .”
Haetae’s height was close to 2m.
He is silent.
There are no emotions either.
It was a weapon of massacre that moved only at the orders of King Park Ji-su.
Park Ji-soo judged that Haitai had no ‘rival’.
Even during the height of the war with Uiwang, Haetae’s power was truly merciless.
Park Ji-soo ordered.
“Go and try it.”
“… … .”
Haetae walked.
I walked barefoot on the cracked asphalt.
As he moved, the warriors hesitated and gave him some distance.
His steps as he walks to the battlefield are without even an inch of hesitation.
“Well… … How are you going to come out, Zion? How are you going to throw a tantrum? Throw your best effort. After all, you’re mine.”
When Haetae goes, it means that he is wielding the most powerful weapon among the players.
If that is the case, then even in Man-gyeong, we must show off Man-gyeong’s most powerful weapon.
Otherwise we’ll all die.
Park Ji-soo wanted to find out what Man-gyeong’s ‘most powerful weapon’ was.
I wondered just how strong he was.
“Advance force. Begin advancing.”
At the monarch’s command, a warrior holding a trumpet blew his instrument powerfully.
Puuuuuuu-.
With the sound of trumpets, the warriors began to advance.
During that time, the main force advanced towards the main force of Man-gyeong.
(Continued in the next episode)