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#Episode 96. Guerrilla Warfare (2)
Deep dawn.
No one here knew exactly what time it was.
While gathered on the riverbank, the advance party moved stealthily.
Kim Jong-un muttered while looking at the Bisan-dong apartment complex.
It wasn’t something anyone wanted to hear.
“War is stealth. You just quietly approach someone and stab them in the back of the head. That’s how Kim Il-sung started his war, right? And he succeeded. Surprise attacks are always right. Hey, let’s start.”
During the 6,000-strong Pamian apartment raid.
They crossed Anyangcheon carefully.
They raised their shields to avoid Man-gyeong’s bolts. Then, in their other hands, they held spears, swords, and slingshots to mercilessly kill Man-gyeong’s soldiers.
The clanking sound of the warriors was terrifying.
Doha wasn’t difficult.
Even if you call it Anyangcheon, its depth is not even 50cm.
Even as the warriors crossed the river, the scenery was still calm.
In the dark apartment complex, not even a single ray of light could be found.
From this point on, the warriors realized that something was strange.
It felt like I was walking into the mouth of a crocodile.
Even a fool could understand this feeling.
But Kim Jong-un did not stop.
As the warriors of the day began to cross the river, Kim Jong gave the order.
“Spread out.”
Apartment wall late at night.
During this time, the advance party dispersed at the captain’s command.
Kim Jong-un felt a shiver run through his body as he watched them disperse.
‘… … Ah. Awesome.’
Thousands scattered at his single word.
It was the power of the power that he possessed.
In fact, the reason Kim Jong-un volunteered for the dangerous advance team was to enjoy this kind of power.
‘I’ll live for this taste… …!’
And Kim Jong-un was hoping that this strategy would be successful and that he would become Park Ji-soo’s closest confidant.
The benefits given to those who became Park Ji-soo’s closest associates were on a whole other level.
At least five slaves are assigned to them, and they also receive a monthly dividend.
He was also given his own fief and building, and was able to reign as an absolute ruler within it.
“Haa… … Heuheu… … .”
Apocalypse.
It means the end of humanity, but on the other hand, it means a new world. A world where the old laws and order disappear and new rules rule.
Kim Jong-un was obsessed with the pleasures that the world had to offer.
So, we absolutely had to win this battle.
They moved slowly.
Crouching like a hyena, he approached the nest, stalking his prey.
But the monarch of Man-gyeong, Kang Si-on, was looking down on them from the rooftop of the apartment.
Like an eagle.
* * *
Building 208, 1st floor lobby.
A group of warriors, holding weapons, ran towards Building 208.
The lobby entrance was blocked by iron chains and miscellaneous furniture.
The leader of the men took the lead, followed by twenty others.
The captain examined the chain and said.
“Give me the hammer. The hammer.”
Then, a woman wearing a mask nearby handed me the tool hammer she was holding in her hand.
The captain began to break the chains and the glass door of the lobby with a hammer.
Boom! Boom! Clang-.
Soon the flimsy barricade collapsed and the fighters entered the apartment.
The masked woman tried to follow him in, but found a long-haired man gathering up broken chains into a bag.
The woman asked him.
“Hey, what are you doing? Come in quickly.”
“… … Just take this. Go ahead.”
“What use is a chain? It’s just heavy.”
“… … .”
The long-haired man glanced at her as he put the chain into his bag.
Then he said without expression.
“A slave leash. I think you’ll need it. Why, should I get you one too?”
“… … .”
In that moment, goosebumps ran through her whole body.
The long-haired man, who had been staring blankly at her expression, rolled his tongue in his mouth.
Then he spoke in a very low tone.
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“… … What is that? That expression. It makes me feel bad.”
“……no.”
“… … Get out. You’re bothering me.”
“……okay.”
After finishing the conversation, the masked woman headed towards the apartment lobby where the group of warriors had infiltrated.
At that moment, a piercing scream was heard from inside the apartment.
“Gyaaaaaaah! Euaaaah!”
“Poohahaha! Got it! Got it!”
“Hey, Mr. Kim! That b*tch was hiding, I caught her first!”
“It’s mine. You fu*king piece of shit. Get out of here?”
A woman from Man-gyeong was surrounded by several warriors and dragged out by her hair.
The other warriors who were watching the scene muttered.
“Hey, we have to catch them quickly… … or they’ll all be gone.”
“Me too, a slave. Give me a slave. A fresh… … young man! Haa… … !”
“Hey! Let’s go!”
“Hahahahahahaha!”
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The warriors rushed into the apartment, hitting the masked woman on the shoulder.
The long-haired man who had been carrying the chain also ran inside after them, holding an axe.
The masked woman just looked at me once, then turned her head and walked towards where her colleagues were headed.
Her heart was pounding like crazy. The inside of the apartment was pitch black, and unidentifiable screams could be heard here and there.
They said they were monsters, but in the end they were just human sounds.
The masked woman entered the lobby floor and slowly moved up the stairs.
1st floor. Rooms 1001 and 1002.
A great number of warriors were running around there, looting and pillaging.
While some were looking for people, or slaves, many were looking to collect needed items.
“… … .”
My heart was pounding wildly.
The masked woman opened the half-open door to room 1001, holding the pliers (tool) she was holding tightly with both hands.
Creak… … .
Inside a dark house.
Dozens of warriors were moving around the house, stuffing whatever household items they could find into bags.
I just grabbed whatever I thought I needed.
The masked woman slowly looked around the room.
Through the crack in the door of the small room, I could see the figure of a middle-aged warrior. He took out a pair of underwear from a drawer and sniffed it.
The guy who had been glancing around soon put his underwear into his inside pocket.
Those who entered the bathroom looked inside the shampoo bottles that were lying around, or put all the dirty towels into their bags without exception.
When I opened the bedroom door, a slightly different scene unfolded.
The warriors were moving around the queen-sized bed, gathering their belongings, and next to them was a corpse hanging from the curtain rod with a tie. It had been dead for a long time, now just a skeleton.
The sight of the corpse was gruesome, but the warriors paid it no mind and searched the pockets of the skeleton.
One of them chuckled, his car keys jingling in his pocket.
“Oh… … Bantz. This kid must have been a good kid.”
“Hey, there’s a Rollneck watch here. There’s a demand for these. They keep accurate time.”
“Haha. You fu*king bastards. You’ve got your emergency fund hidden under your mattress. Hey! There’s a wad of cash right here.”
“Where do you put your cash? Just take what you need.”
“Ugh… … .”
The masked woman came out of the bedroom, barely holding back the nausea that was threatening to come up.
And walked.
Among the warriors who were shooting aimlessly and aimlessly.
2nd floor stairs floor, 3rd floor, 3rd floor stairs floor, 4th floor.
There is no one.
It was as quiet as a mouse. Strangely quiet.
The warriors who had come to fight during this time were now blinded by the desires before their eyes and began to run wild.
‘Ugh… …!’
Walking unsteadily.
I almost fell down, but I started walking again.
My vision was blurry and I kept vomiting.
The masked woman had already reached the fifth floor.
5th floor staircase.
There, four warriors were unfastening the chains that locked the door on the stairwell.
The masked woman walked there without any purpose.
Boom, boom! Boom, boom!
The warriors struck the chain hard, and soon it broke.
Clink!
“Okay! Let’s go.”
“You damn bastards. Are you all scared? Where did you go? I was just trying to taste some blood after a long time.”
“Ah… …Please, just one slave.”
Creak… … .
The door to the 5th floor staircase leading to the 6th floor slowly opened.
* * *
For over two hours, the soldiers of Man-gyeong who had been guarding this barricade remained silent.
I was holding my breath as I listened to the guys rushing in from downstairs.
Thud thud… … thud thud… … thud thud… … bang thud… … clang thud… … .
Man-Gyeong’s soldiers aimed their crossbows from inside the barricade outward, waiting for the men to approach.
It was a blood-curdling wait.
Death was looming before their eyes. The fear of having to point their weapons at the real enemy gripped their entire body.
Most of the Man-Gyeong soldiers had no combat experience.
Those with combat experience were soldiers belonging to the elite unit. They were the soldiers who had staged a coup with Kang Shi-on, and were now assigned to Choi Myung-jun.
Although they had no combat experience, the soldiers were now forced to fight.
The enemies they had to fight were not only the warriors of the time, but also the fear that was surging in and their own terrified selves.
“… … .”
“… … .”
The sound of saliva flowing.
The sound of their footsteps was getting closer.
They soon gathered in front of the iron staircase doors, banging and breaking the chains.
The soldiers held their crossbows tightly.
Soon a sound was heard.
Clink!
The sound of chains breaking.
The door to the 5th floor staircase leading to the 6th floor slowly opened.
At the same time, the figures of warriors holding tools and swords were revealed.
The crowd faced each other for exactly three seconds.
There was silence for three seconds.
It was 3 seconds that felt like 3 hours.
After those three seconds, the silence was soon replaced by screams and shouts.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-!!!”
“AAAAAAAHH …
“Yaaa …
During this time, the warriors rushed at the soldiers.
* * *
The stair steps are narrow.
It’s barely big enough for two adults to stand on.
Kang Shi-on designed a defensive position using the characteristics of these staircase layers.
First, they piled up the remains of furniture and blocked the path by tying up power lines in the middle of the passage.
Second, they placed spears made of long poles facing forward and tied each one with an electric wire to prepare for an enemy charge.
Third, behind the windows, a small ‘wall’ was built by blocking the floor itself with large furniture.
Archers with crossbows and bows climbed up the small wall and prepared to fire.
The defensive positions prepared in this way were 17 in total, positioned in one apartment building from the 5th to the 22nd floor.
“Waaaaaaah… …!”
“Kahak… … !”
“Kk… … ! Ugh… … !”
The soldiers of Man-Gyeong poured bolts mercilessly on the warriors entering here.
The corpses of warriors who had died from arrow wounds were piled one by one in front of the first obstacle installed in the passage.
This is the fourth obstacle.
Their corpses naturally become barricades.
A warrior rushing towards a staircase floor must climb over the corpses of his comrades, over the debris obstacles, over the pole spears, over the furniture walls, and kill the Man-gyeong soldiers guarding this place to get through ‘one floor’.
A perfect work of art designed by Kang Si-on.
In front of that work, warriors began to die one after another.
“fu*k… … ! fu*k… … !”
“Get out first! Find a place to bypass!”
“Those vile bastards… …!”
The masked woman also fell onto a pile of corpses with a bolt lodged in the center of her forehead.
The long-haired man who had finally brought the chain was the same.
The warriors retreated as they saw the corpses of their comrades pile up one by one.
But there is no room for detours.
This is an apartment.
You could only go up by using the elevator or stairs.
The elevator is not working, and Zion has already dropped it into the second basement level.
Moreover, they could not climb up through the window, and the stairs were their only escape route.
There was no way of knowing how many sacrifices would be required to achieve that breakthrough.
As time went by, the situation got worse.
A shower of bolts rained down on the warriors who entered the apartment.
Warriors dying dozens at a time.
The person who felt the most despair was the leader of this expedition, Kim Jong.
He could only watch his subordinates being brutally killed through the fifth floor window.
The screams and shouts began to gradually die down.
Kim Jong-un looked at it and muttered in thought.
“… … F**k.”
A subordinate ran towards Kim Jong-un, who was muttering.
Then he said urgently.
“Oh, what should I do! An order… an order… an order…!”
But the commander, already in a panic, couldn’t say anything.
He just looked at his subordinate who came up to him and knelt down and muttered.
“……I don’t know.”
* * *
Screams and shouts echoed throughout the complex.
There was only one person laughing while watching the massacre.
Kang Shi-on, standing precariously on the rooftop railing of an apartment building, was watching the first battle. He soon raised the corners of his mouth.
The subordinate next to the monarch felt goosebumps for a moment when he saw him.
Because Kang Shi-on had the face of a devil.
(Continued in the next episode)