The Regressor Only Protects Me Chapter 104

Episode 104. Deadlock (2)

The dove that was the symbol of peace is no longer there.

Kkujik-!

The warrior ran forward, trampling over the pigeon carcass.

The leader of the warriors, holding a hammer in his right hand, shouted desperately.

“Kill them all! Every single one of them!”

“Euryaaaa-!!!”

“Ahhhhhhh-!!!”

At the command of the vanguard, the warriors rushed to Ilban Street all at once.

There were already numerous corpses piled up there.

These were the results of several scuffles between the two armies.

They charged forward, stepping over the corpses of those who had been their comrades until yesterday.

The fighters moved through the ruined buildings, past abandoned cars and streetlights.

They swung their weapons at each other, dodging arrows, rocks and Molotov cocktails.

Someone was hiding in the alley and then they raided.

He pushed the enemy over and knocked them down, or ripped off their earlobes with his mouth.

Some of those fighting in the shopping mall rushed to the windows and fell down together.

The sounds of battle fill the sky.

“Eu …

“AAAAAHHHH!!!”

“Kill him! I said kill him!”

“Please save me… … .”

“Just a little… … Just a little… … .”

“blood…….”

“Arrows! Give me arrows! Quickly!”

“This X -footed baby!”

“Aim for the head. Aim for the head. Aim for the head. Aim for the head!!!”

“I was going crazy and wanted to die!”

“Push! I won’t even look at you!”

“Run away… … You have to run away.”

The streets were filled with blood and screams.

As I ran down the street, blood splattered everywhere, and any sound that wasn’t a scream was drowned out by the screams.

Streams of blood were flowing from the bodies of soldiers and warriors who had fallen to the ground, filling the gaps between the old pavement blocks.

And so the tank moved forward, wading through the blood-filled water.

The warriors inside the bus tank worked together to push the pillar away.

The bus weighs approximately 10 tons.

That’s why it took about 15 warriors giving their all to advance forward.

As the bus trolley moved forward, bright red blood on the wheels spurted upward.

The scariest thing about the bus tram was the ‘spearmen’ and ‘long-range strikers’ installed on the ceiling.

Even during that time, he was equipped with a crossbow, although it was not as sophisticated as Man-gyeong.

Boom-! Boom-! Boom-!

The crossbow rubber band struck the air.

The crossbow of the time was so large that it took three people to operate it.

The rubber bands they used were for industrial use.

And each time the giant crossbow bolt was fired, it pierced three or four soldiers at once.

Kwak! Phew!

Soldiers who were stuck in the ground with parts of their bodies pierced, like fish impaled on a harpoon.

The soldiers of Man-gyeong were not just suffering.

The short-haired woman who was the commander shouted.

“Mr. Yoon! Molotov cocktail… …!”

“You have to get on!”

“Follow me!!!”

“These fu*king kids… … !”

The soldiers of Man-Gyeong, prepared to make sacrifices, made their way through the crowded battlefield and approached the bus and tram.

The plan was to place a Molotov cocktail inside and set it on fire.

But the shooter who caught the situation first shot and killed the man holding the Molotov cocktail.

Phew!

A crossbow bolt pierced the man’s body.

“Ugh!”

“mister!”

The man holding the Molotov cocktail fell to the ground, and the woman, momentarily confused, shut her eyes tightly.

Victory was more important than mourning.

A woman clutching a Molotov cocktail ran toward the bus and tram.

“Eww!”

The woman immediately ran up to him and threw a Molotov cocktail through the window frame.

Phew!

All the soldiers and warriors in the area were engulfed in the rising flames, and the bus and tank began to burn.

Chwiiieik-!

But the bus tank remained unmoved despite the attack that cost soldiers their lives.

This is because they went out to fight the fire with a fire extinguisher inside.

White and black smoke mixed together haphazardly.

The entrance to Ilbeonga.

The appearance of a single bus tank caused the Man-gyeong garrison to suffer damage close to annihilation.

Nevertheless, Man-Gyeong’s soldiers fought their enemies bravely.

Several barricades blocking the road built by workers in Man-gyeong.

The existing order of the roads had long since collapsed.

This was no longer a road. It was a maze made by blocking off various places. The maze effectively blocked the path to the fortress.

Man-Gyeong’s soldiers took advantage of this geographical advantage and succeeded in blocking the first attack.

But behind that, dozens of bus trams were approaching.

That wasn’t all. There was a bright red tram that boasted an overwhelming majesty that was on a whole other level than the other buses and trams.

“ah.”

“Ugh… … .”

The soldiers who had barely managed to stop the advance party could only stare blankly at the bright red tank.

The identity of the bright red tank was a fire ladder truck. It was Park Ji-soo’s siege equipment that would destroy the fortresses of Man-gyeong.

The warriors shouted while climbing on the ladder.

* * *

The war has now reached a stalemate.

A front line of pushing and pulling was formed.

During this period, the warriors attempted to surround the capital city of Man-gyeong by attacking the Pamian apartment complex in Bisan-dong to the southwest and Ilbeon-ga to the northwest.

Not only that, but also Seoul Subway Line 1.

Enemy scouts also entered along the underground railroad connecting Anyang Station, Myeonghak Station, and Geumjeong Station.

Zion was staying at the Pamian apartment complex, planning to deploy Ogres by figuring out the enemy’s entry route.

Ogres are not active at night.

That’s why prolonged battles had to be avoided.

It was easy for them to kill the sleeping ogres.

That doesn’t mean they’ll only fight during the day.

Up until now, the attack time has been before sunrise, and the army is withdrawn before noon.

“Building 103… … . Building 104 has also fallen.”

“The enemies have launched an attack on Building 113.”

Every few minutes, executives would come and report to Zion.

Here in the Pamian apartment complex, a guerrilla war was in full swing.

Since the defensive positions were built on each floor rather than per apartment building, the enemies were also fighting each floor individually to defeat them.

In fact, once the defensive line is breached, a mud fight is bound to begin.

Those who seek to destroy and those who seek to stop it.

This was a ‘vertically formed’ battlefield, unprecedented in the history of warfare.

In addition, the ‘fire resistant player’ that started appearing the day before yesterday.

If we don’t kill him, the future of the defense of this apartment complex will be uncertain.

But now Zion had to turn its attention to the Battle of Ilban.

Because the outcome of this war will ultimately be decided in the battle at Anyang Station 1st Street.

‘… … I can’t leave Ilban Street empty for too long.’

Zion had poured out all the strategies he had, and now he had no choice but to trust the 3,600 or so Bisandong suicide squad members who remained here.

Zion looked at the leaders of the guild gathered in his room.

They were all stained with blood and burns.

The commander in chief here was a general of the 2nd Army.

Zion stood up and said.

“Commander of the 2nd Army.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“From now on, Commander, I ask you to take charge of the overall command here.”

“… …Your Majesty?”

The 2nd Army commander raised his head in surprise.

The monarch picked up the bag that was lying next to the bed and put on his black hooded hat.

“But Your Majesty… … If You are not here, the morale of the soldiers will… … .”

Zion, who was about to leave the room, leaned against the door frame and turned to look at the voice.

He looked down with a fearful expression.

They were afraid of the problems that would arise if the monarch were to leave the throne.

And Zion answered him.

“Choi Myeong-jun will come.”

“… … .”

Even after hearing that Choi Myung-jun, who had recovered, would return, the commander was unable to lighten his expression.

Then Zion looked around at all the leaders of the clans gathered in the room and spoke in a small voice.

“Don’t worry. As long as I’m here, you won’t be defeated. I’ll come back again. Until then, just hold on.”

It means there is no way you can lose.

What monarch in the world could make such a boast?

The king’s words melted the hearts of all the officers.

Everything is according to plan, and nothing has ever deviated from Zion’s plan.

If the plan is working perfectly, it means that we are moving one step closer to victory. And the officers already have confidence in the monarch.

I have no choice but to believe it.

They have no choice but to follow the judgment of the monarch who leads them.

Because he is the only monarch who can allow them to live like humans in this broken world.

Because no monarch has ever failed their expectations.

The 2nd Army commander shouted solemnly with a determined expression on his face.

“I will stop it even if it means dying… …!”

Zion nodded in response and left the room.

* * *

Pamian Apartment Complex.

I was planning to turn this place into their ant hell.

This will be a hurdle they won’t be able to easily overcome.

There were two things I wanted to gain from the Pamian defense position.

The first is to block the movement of enemy players and troops.

This will relieve the burden of the battle on Ilban Street.

Since the course of the war would be decided in the Battle of Ichiban Street, it was necessary to disperse enemy forces here as much as possible.

So, it would be best if Park Ji-soo deployed at least ten thousand troops to this apartment complex.

And that purpose has already been achieved.

After suffering a crushing defeat in their first offensive with 6,000 men, they deployed an additional force of over ten thousand men.

The second was to bring the enemy’s full force here.

This may be similar to the first gain, but it is clearly different.

The player’s strength and abilities are on a different level from those of ordinary soldiers.

If the enemy’s best player can be lured to Bisan, the burden on Jin Jae-hee defending Anyang Ilbeon-ga will be greatly reduced.

This is likely to lead to a ‘clear victory’ on Ilban Street.

And, as planned, the enemy’s best forces were deployed here.

A player with fire resistance.

It’s unclear exactly what abilities he uses.

But judging from their performance so far, it is clear that they are at least the enemy’s best force.

According to reports, he single-handedly defeated one dong.

With that level of fighting power, Choi Myeong-jun is far superior, and is probably at the level of Choi Hyeon-ji.

In order to stop him, we will have to exhaust all of our forces in the Pamian Apartment Complex.

But it didn’t matter.

Because from the beginning, I didn’t try to win in Bisan-dong.

My goal here is half victory.

Even if I could win just half of this, it would be a huge gain for me.

While I had poured nearly half of my fighting power into this, my Man-gyeong had only used up a quarter of its power at best.

Initial deployment force of 3,600 troops.

It doesn’t matter if these 3,600 men can’t annihilate their main force. If they can simply hold them back, they’ve achieved their goal.

‘This place must be hell for them. Of course, it must be hell for my men too.’

I went down the apartment stairs.

The soldiers surrounding the stairs looked at me.

They also helped pave the way and cheered us on.

I met their gazes and felt each and every one of their eyes.

The faces were black. There was not a single one who was not burned.

There was no one who did not shed blood.

But they trusted me.

“Your Majesty… … Please lead us to victory.”

“Your Majesty… … .”

“Your Majesty… … Your Majesty… … !”

“Your Majesty… …! Be victorious!”

“Victory!”

“Victory!”

Everyone was looking at me.

I came down from the apartment complex feeling their wishes and aspirations.

It’s all a burden, a responsibility, and a process that I have to take on.

But the burden and responsibility I have is different from what they think.

From round 1 to now round 3.

I haven’t changed even for a moment.

All of this is just a plan to meet my brother.

The goal is to win and keep them alive and make them my long-term targets.

The soldiers’ shouts toward me continued even after I had completely left Bisan-dong.

After leaving Bisan-dong, I walked a little further and entered an alley.

There were soldiers there who had come out to greet us from Ilban Street.

Behind the subordinate, an ogre was crouching tightly.

The creature was now a slave who obeyed my commands, but the sight of its huge body curled up tightly was truly grotesque.

The subordinate bowed his head to me and said.

“I will take you. Where are you going?”

I looked up at the sky.

Flames from the apartment complex were streaming into the black sky, and screams could be heard over and over again in the background.

I answered while looking at the scenery.

“I’m going to Man-gyeong.”

“Going to Man-gyeong means… … ?”

I looked at my subordinate again and answered his question.

“It’s a counterattack.”

today.

The sky will be filled with flames, and the earth will turn red with their blood.

(Continued in the next episode)