pertwk Chapter 080 Young Master Soldiers, Generous Gifts
Chapter 080 Young Master Soldiers, Generous Gifts
A national highway is blocked off the outskirts of Busan.
This is a vital transportation route connecting Busan with the outside world, and also a defensive line established by the South Korean military.
The searchlight beams swept back and forth across the dark night sky, but it was just a routine matter.
Three-meter-high barbed wire fences stretched across the hillside, covered with red "Danger" warning signs, barbs, and electrified devices.
It looks impregnable.
In fact, the atmosphere in the outposts inside the defensive line was as relaxed as if they were having a picnic.
On the position of the 3rd Company of the 17th Infantry Brigade.
Several soldiers sat around a sheltered spot with a small gas stove in the middle. The Shin Ramyun in the pot was bubbling away, the bright red broth boiling and the aroma filling the air.
"Slurp—"
A soldier with acne on his face took a big slurp of noodles, his breath coming in gasps from the heat, and mumbled indistinctly:
"Sergeant Park, how long are we going to keep guarding this place? I can't stand eating instant noodles every day without kimchi."
The man called Sergeant Park was a seasoned veteran. He was wearing his hat askew and holding a bottle of soju, taking a satisfying sip.
"What's the rush?"
Sergeant Park let out a burp and tapped the side of the pot with his chopsticks.
"This place is great. No training required, and we even get extra allowances. Besides, those monsters inside never even come out."
A bespectacled soldier next to him pushed up his glasses, glanced at the dark barbed wire fence not far away, and looked somewhat worried.
"But squad leader, the news said those monsters are very ferocious, even the US special forces were defeated..."
"cut!"
Squad Leader Park curled his lip in disdain, his face showing an expression that seemed to see through everything.
"That's because the Americans are stupid!"
Besides, it's been several days already.
If they could come out, they would have come out long ago.
Experts have analyzed that those monsters are territorial; as long as we don't go in, they won't come out.
He pointed to the iron fence that was electrified with high voltage.
"See that? There's a 10,000-volt high-voltage line running through it. Forget about zombies, even an elephant would turn into roast meat if it touched it."
As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of lettuce, wrapped a piece of roasted meat in it, and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks puffing out.
"Those monsters are afraid of light during the day, so they only move around inside Busan at night."
We'll just coast along here, and once the higher-ups resolve this, we'll be heroes who defended the country.
The soldiers around him burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"The class monitor is right!"
"Come on, have a drink!"
The group of people were laughing and joking, completely devoid of any wartime tension.
In their view, although the disaster was terrible, as long as they were separated by this net, it was no different from watching a movie.
Some people even took out their phones and secretly watched girl group dance videos, making lewd noises.
Night was falling.
The wind seems to have picked up a bit from the direction of Busan.
A nauseating, fishy stench filled the air.
"Ugh... what's that smell?"
Squad Leader Park wrinkled his nose, about to yell at someone.
Sudden.
Snapped!
The high-powered searchlight overhead went out without warning.
The once brightly lit battlefield was instantly plunged into a deathly silence of darkness.
Then came the second lamp, the third lamp...
Within seconds, all the lighting equipment along the entire defensive line went out of service, as if cut off by some invisible force.
"What happened?"
"Is there a power outage?"
"Oh no! Is the generator broken? Where are the repairmen? Go check it out!"
From the darkness came the panicked shouts and curses of the soldiers.
Squad Leader Park grumbled as he pulled out a flashlight, about to turn it on.
Boom!
A deep, muffled thud came from the overhead container watchtower.
The sound was heavy, not like the wind, but more like something heavy hitting a sheet of metal.
"Who's up there?"
Sergeant Park raised his flashlight, turned it on, and the beam of light swayed and shone overhead.
A beam of light pierced the darkness, illuminating the edge of the container.
next second.
Everyone froze in their tracks.
On top of the shipping container, a creature was crouching.
It was completely naked, with a sickly grayish-white skin, no hair, but its muscles were as muscular and tough as steel.
The face had no nose, only two dark holes.
Under the strong light of a flashlight.
Those scarlet eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light in the darkness.
"What...what is this...?"
The soldier with acne dropped his chopsticks and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
roar--!!!
The creature suddenly opened its mouth, its jawbone splitting open at an exaggerated angle, and let out a piercing roar.
The sound hadn't faded.
Whoosh!
A dark shadow flashed by.
Squad Leader Park only felt a blur before his eyes, and although the flashlight in his hand was still shining, he had already been sent flying.
Boom!
Because of the speed, everyone only heard a muffled thud.
The flashlight fell to the ground, and the beam of light shone directly onto the concrete block next to it.
There, Sergeant Park was pinned firmly against the wall.
The grayish-white monster easily pierced through Sergeant Park's bulletproof vest with one claw and plunged into his chest.
Blood flowed down the wall.
Sergeant Park had blood foam coming out of his mouth and his eyes were wide open.
"Strange...strange..."
Click!
The monster tilted its head and bit off Sergeant Park's neck.
The crisp sound of bones cracking was particularly jarring in the quiet night.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
"A monster! A monster from inside Busan!"
"Help! The squad leader is dead!"
The remaining soldiers finally realized what was happening and let out pig-like screams.
Under normal circumstances, they should have raised their guns and fired at this point, even if it was just random firing.
But the pampered soldiers of South Korea have once again redefined humanity's understanding of the word "escape."
The bespectacled soldier was the first to throw down his rifle and turn to run towards the armored vehicle behind him. He was so fast that even Usain Bolt would be moved to tears.
Seeing this, others followed suit, and some even blew off their helmets in an attempt to run faster.
As for a counterattack?
Do not make jokes.
They joined the army just to gain seniority; who would actually risk their lives?
however.
They ran fast, but the monster ran even faster.
sizzle-
Just then, the 10,000-volt high-voltage power grid next to them suddenly burst into a dazzling burst of sparks.
By the light of the sparks, the fleeing soldiers glanced back.
That one glance became their final nightmare.
Behind the barbed wire fence that stretched for several kilometers, there were countless figures.
Hundreds of red eyes lit up in the darkness, like a red ocean.
They are not the slow-moving, mindless zombies depicted in movies.
They know how to cooperate.
Several enormous mutants charged ahead, using their bodies to withstand the high voltage and their brute force to uproot the sturdy iron stakes.
Boom—
With a loud bang, this once-proud defensive line collapsed like it was made of paper.
A black torrent burst its banks and surged forth.
"No! Don't come any closer!"
"Mom! I want to go home!"
Before the bespectacled soldier running at the front could even open the car door, he was tackled to the ground by an infected person who pounced from the side.
There's not even a need to bite.
The infected person simply waved their hand, and their sharp claws sliced open his throat.
kill.
Pure, one-sided slaughter.
The entire sentry post instantly turned into a battlefield.
A few sporadic shots rang out, then the gunfire ceased completely.
This isn't a fight, this is feeding.
A few minutes later.
Silence returned to the place.
All that remained were scattered limbs and a still-bubbling Shin Ramyun pot.
Inside the camp.
Jack tilted his head and looked at the communications soldier in the car, who was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder and was huddled under the seat, trembling with fear.
The communications soldier clutched the radio tightly in his hand; it was his only lifeline.
"Calling...calling command..."
"The defenses...the defenses have been breached..."
"They're all dead...they...they've come out..."
The communications soldier cried his eyes out.
Jack didn't rush to kill him.
A hint of mockery flashed in its intelligent gray eyes.
It remembered the command that terrifying man had given it.
The goal is to instill fear in this group of people.
We need to let these people know what despair is.
Similarly, the virus must also be spread.
Jack stretched out his withered fingers and gently tapped on the car window.
dong dong dong.
To the communications soldier, that polite knocking sounded like a death knell from hell.
He raised his head, trembling.
It came right up to Jack's face, which was pressed against the glass.
Jack grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and made a muffled, bellows-like sound in his throat:
"Tell your king..."
"We...have arrived."
Done.
He opened his mouth wide...
He tui——
He spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with the virus onto the soldier's face, then turned and left without hesitation...
Soldier:……
……
Seoul, command center.
On the huge electronic screen, the green dots that originally represented the Busan blockade line went out one by one and turned into a glaring red.
"What happened? Why have we lost contact?"
"What about the 17th Brigade? Have them report back!"
The command center was in complete chaos, with phones ringing incessantly.
Defense Minister Lee Jae-ryong, sitting in the main seat, looked extremely grim.
"Minister! The connection's been established! The 17th Brigade's only remaining signal!"
A technician shouted, and then connected an audio clip to the lobby loudspeaker.
sizzle...
After the crackling of electricity, there was a man's piercing scream, followed by a chilling chewing sound.
Followed by.
That ambiguous yet clearly discernible speech echoed throughout the command hall:
"Go...and tell...your king..."
"We...have arrived."
"Heh tui—"
pat.
Audio interrupted.
The entire command hall was deathly silent.
Everyone felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.
This zombie... can not only talk?
And it even spits?
Moreover, their target... is the first bait?
Lee Jae-ryong slumped into a chair, his lips trembling:
"It's over...it's completely over..."
"Quickly! Contact US headquarters!"
"Requesting support! Requesting bombardment!"
"No matter what method we use, we absolutely cannot let them get out of Gyeongsangnam-do!"
Lee Jae-ryong roared hysterically.
But at this moment.
On the highway from Busan to Seoul.
Tens of thousands of dark figures were rushing through the moonlight at a speed of eighty kilometers per hour, like a black torrent of steel.
They never tire.
They have no fear.
They have only one goal.
Before dawn, begin the first baiting!
This is also the will of their "king".
Turn this country upside down completely!
Lin Fan was the one who started all of this.
He was comfortably reclining in a deck chair, sipping and drinking the expensive red wine he had plundered, while pondering how to stir up trouble between China and the United States.
After a while, he stood up, stretched, and looked toward the distant north.
That is the largest military base of the U.S. military stationed in South Korea.
Hanlai Camp.
With his current abilities,
It's not difficult for someone to travel to the U.S. alone.
But then, it loses its appeal!
In that case, why not bring them some more "generous gifts"?