Chapter. 23. Heir of Gedroits, Deul (11)
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crackle crackle
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[Chat room 47 * Security required ** Encryption level 3 *** Please block the inflow]
+ Player ‘professor’ has entered.
– Jokass: Oh my gosh – who is this?
– Noroo Drug: Aren’t you the world’s best idol professor?
– Holly: Wow! It’s Professor Park!
– takealook: It’s been a while.
– professor: Sorry. I called you and it was late.
– takealook: You’ve become too big to blame yourself for being late. What can anyone can say to the Chief of Staff of the Dome Expeditionary Army, ‘If it’s too late, you’ll be able to convert the hourly wage per capita.
– Jokass: Hey, he’s saying that.
– Noru Drug: We can’t see his cultural heritage level manliness alone. I should capture it and post it on the bulletin board.
– Jokass: That’s a really cool idea. Let’s do it right now.
– takealook: Save me.
– Heungan Dumplings: By tomorrow morning, you will be able to meet a bunch of dumplings that have been disassembled into hundreds of pieces by the hands of fanatics.
– Jokass: I’ll do the salting. I’m good at these things because it’s work. Take it easy, like solving a puzzle.
– takealook: Please fucking save me.
– Noru Drug: Oh, that’s right. I also had something to talk about. Since we are here for the first time in a while, I have to do it.
– Professor: I heard that we see each other in real life once a week. What’s new?
– Noru Drug: I’m a baby. Twins.
– Noru Drug: It’s great, right?
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Pooh wow! Knock knock kek!
“What is this person….”
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– Jokass: ….God. How can I make that woman my partner?
– takealook: This lowly bastard dared to stand in front of Noru, the greatest fucking woman in the world.
– Holly: Really? Sister, really?
– Noru Drug: ㅇㅇ. I live my life without thinking, but at some point, the need to wash sanitary pads stops decreasing. I went to Moby-Dick and got tested and they said I had it.
– Heungan Dumplings: How long has it been since you and Jokas had a ceremony? Is it already a blessing?
– Noru Drug: So, you lived together like that, but you didn’t think it would happen? In today’s world, if you don’t have anything to do before the wedding, you’re driving at full speed!
+ Player ‘Highway Nacho Man’ has entered!
+ Player ‘Soy Sauce Gay Bar’ has entered!
+ Player ….is-
– Highway Nacho Man: Off work!!! The human generator that turns boiled potatoes and calorie bars into electricity is leaving work!!!
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: Fuck. I have clearly moved to BDSM, but why am I leaving work with Dom government officials?
– Noru Drug: Low-class citizens who only do labor. This body is a high-class citizen who increases the precious population! Pregnant women are completely free from labor according to the dome policy!
– Soy Sauce Gay Bar: What?!
– Highway Nacho Man: What?
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A place where nonsense and shocking twists come and go naturally. Everyone is talking as if nothing is wrong, but it must be difficult to even breathe.
Three weeks after telling Director Young about the traces of the raptor. The Dome demanded that all survivors protected within their sphere of influence, including Area 47, act in a ‘state of war’.
In order to stockpile batteries for plasma weapons, which consume enormous amounts of electricity, manpower power plants were changed from part-time shift operation to quota-based 24-hour operation. Thanks to this, people whose thighs had become as thick as horses due to long-term human development were walking around like newborns, suffering from muscle pain in their thighs.
Among the variant firearms called ‘Mute Tech’, some with proven safety were selected as Dome’s standard firearms and were accelerating mass production. Of course, in order to supply the materials, mutant hunters drove outside of Area 47 several times a day, and dismantlers like Jokas who disposed of the by-products had to work to the point where the joints in their bodies melted, and most of the calculations were made. It consisted of war bonds issued by the Dome.
….and.
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– professor: ….Hey new recruits. Is the training worth it? If you look at Dom’s roots, it is a group that came from an old military base. Isn’t there something like poop?
– Gwangmyeong Pope Muji Support Branch 4th Open Recruitment: Yep! no problem! It’s an honor, Chief of Staff Cha!
– Holly: So- Oh no! That’s right! It’s almost a burden because I received such good equipment!
– professor: A. Let’s not follow military protocol here.
– Holly: It’s a bit awkward too, right?
– Jokass: I’m crazy.
– Roru Drug: [Shock! Dome Expeditionary Force Tang Dynasty Army? An acquaintance of the Chief of Staff talks about their actual situation…]
– Heungan Mandu: New recruits! Ranking statement!
– Holly: War Expeditionary Force Private Holly Martin!
– professor: Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
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Dom, which had maintained the ‘agent’ system through a volunteer system, was reborn as an army for war. Countless people who lived under the protection of the Dom, from as young as sixteen to as old as fifties, received their call and were put into military uniform.
There is a high proportion of young survivors, and of course, many of the people in chat room 47, who gathered near Area 47 due to the last large-scale mutation wave, have enlisted.
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– Roe Drug: ….Holy. Just listen to what you say? Everyone around you came forward to exempt you and put you in charge of supplies. Why did you volunteer? Were they really grown like a greenhouse so that flowers bloomed between the wrinkles of the brain? Should I pick them all out?
– Holly: Sister. Am I really going to be mad?
– Highway Nacho Man: We’ll be angry too.
– professor: I was really serious. Do you know how much military supplies your father, the CEO of Marketplace, supports Dome? No matter how many recruits like you are lined up, the supply is incomparable. Going into battle is not the only way to take responsibility.
– Highway Nacho Man: Me. Do you know how grateful I was when, a long time ago, when I was sent to supply supplies instead of the expeditionary force because I couldn’t use optical weapons because of the cheap conductive implants I had implanted when I broke a bone? I was thankful for several days to the sky, which I had cursed at all my life. Thank you God, Buddha, Jesus, and my deceased mother, father, and ancestors! I survive again! Oh yeah!
– Highway Nacho Man: Do you know what makes me so fucking miserable? A girl six years younger than me is volunteering to join the military, but I like it because she goes to work on a generator!
– Holly: No, that’s not it
– stop talking like shit and cancel your volunteer right now. You are the daughter of the Marketplace owner! Even if you roll in a field of dog poop, this life is good, but you can roll in a field of flowers for the rest of your life! Why did you volunteer to go search! Is it pride? honor? What is this noblesse oblige that burned down in the fucking evening?
– Gwangmyeong Church Wasteland Branch Open Recruitment 4th: That’s because ‘tomorrow’ came into being, senior.
– Highway Nacho Man: What the fuck? So who is doing this because there is no tomorrow?
– Gwangmyeong Church Wasteland Branch Open Recruitment 4th: You are connected to the chat room through our common communication device. All new recruits are gathered in one barracks. We talked a lot while we were training together. Even though Miss Holly is a special case, most people are just wasteland people. As a survivor who has survived until now, I know the horrors of war and know that my life is precious. As a result, most of the things we talk about when we get together are about matters of life and death. Right now, my parents and two older brothers lost their lives during the war.
– 4th Gwangmyeong Church Wasteland Support Open Recruitment: I accidentally entered this legendary chat room where Professor Park was also present, and it’s a bit vague because I feel like I’m representing those people, but most of them said similar things. [There is no longer a need to die day after day in boredom watching other people’s lives] [The server room was real and they found it] [Our generation is not the last of humanity, but it may continue until the next and the next]
– Gwangmyeong 4th Open Recruitment for the Denominational Wasteland Support Branch: Professor Park, I am sorry to say this, but someone with a strong will like you cannot understand us. Even in pitch-black darkness, you shine on your own to navigate the path ahead, but people like us just circle around in place, waving our arms until someone lights the path ahead.
– Gwangmyeong Church Wasteland Branch Open Recruitment 4th: The news you brought from the server room is not just news that a lot of cutting-edge technology has been acquired. It is proof that no matter how hard we struggle, we can change the predetermined outcome that we will eventually become extinct due to decreasing sunlight and southward-moving radiation. It is the very hope that tomorrow can be different from today!
– Gwangmyeong Church Wasteland Support Recruitment 4th: So, of course, I have no choice but to volunteer. I will never go back to a life where all I did was eat, breathe, and die every day. Humanity had already lost hope and was dying. You brought them back to life, Professor Park.
– professor: ….sounds similar to Dana.
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Sadly, Dom’s conscription was very successful.
Even more sadly, the reason was me.
Of course, just looking at that guy’s ID, it’s clear that he’s a Gwangmyeong Church fanatic (I still can’t believe this exists in reality), but looking at it objectively, they say I’m the cause.
‘I have to do something, but if I don’t do it, it’s clear that the world will end, but I feel like I can’t do anything. The professor probably doesn’t know. ‘Because you are a person who does not acknowledge the fact that you cannot do anything.’
This is what Dana said when she saw me looking very depressed due to a group of people wearing military uniforms.
‘Now I can finally do something. In a life where today, like yesterday, is suffocating, a new tomorrow has arrived where my actions can leave a mark on the world in some way.’
‘Don’t forget that the biggest cause of death among wasteland survivors is suicide. It means that they are people who are running away from a murderer named [me] who is so close that they can almost touch me. Unlike scavengers, more than half of the survivors from the shelter will apply to the expeditionary force.’
….Crack, crack, crack.
“one week. “War begins in a week.”
Most of the newly received recruits were skilled in one of two types of fighting: urban warfare and local defense warfare. All they needed was formal training for individuals to join the military.
As the wealthiest group in the wasteland, the military supplies prepared and collected by Dom were sufficient to cover the sudden increase in supplies.
The most critical weakness was that the Dome, whose equipment was mostly focused on personal equipment such as stationary batteries and exosuits, lacked the transportation capacity to move that many people and materials, but the GG transport drone, which had searched for traces of the Raptor, took care of all that.
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– Jokass: It’s a bit disappointing. If transport drones could move not only goods but also people, the entire expeditionary force would become airborne troops.
– professor: It can’t be helped. The basic specification itself is designed to completely seal the transport compartment. It is said that anti-gravity panels that are not adjusted for humans can cause motion sickness to the point of concussion. If I had more time, I would modify it and use it in the dome, but in a situation like now where I need to attack the enemy as quickly as possible, I can’t afford that kind of leisure.
28th. It was the minimum amount of time needed for war preparation calculated by numerous officers and intellectuals of the Dome to collect essential combat materials such as bubble shields for radioactive areas, maintain and distribute existing equipment, divide organizations, and complete basic training.
From what I heard, there are already twelve Raptor spies who were caught escaping outside the dome. Long-distance communication was directly blocked by the dome, bulletin board posts were directly managed by Rabbit, and all personal messages through the GG server were blocked by my authority, so I guess they were planning to somehow get out of the dome’s radio blocking area and deliver our news.
In the next week, numerous combat vehicles and transport drones will head to the 30th division, which is full of radiation and mutations.
“…Corduro. What was the last confirmed location of the raptor?”
“Uh… it was District 7, right? “It seemed like they were continuing to move south.”
In the end, the Raptor Nest damn militaristic murder group revealed its tail. Although the exact size and shape cannot be observed due to the thick dust and electromagnetic storm, it was possible to clearly determine where it was located.
Seup-
woowoo.
A red light burned in the small, dark shelter. I was alone in the shelter.
Dana, who has been living with me recently, will be sleeping at the administration hospital today. Today is the day new soldiers who have completed training before the war begins are allowed to stay out. Holly was also Dana’s friend.
BDSM –
BDSM, which I usually use my shelter and Ian’s prefabricated shelter, does not come like today. Because war is approaching, going outside the headquarters at night is prohibited.
Crash. Push-ick –
So, as always, they are the only ones who can get through the cheap decompression device of the shelter.
“Howdy.”
“You’re right on time.”
“There are not many great men who can forcibly capture the Chief of Staff of an expeditionary force or BDSM number two.”
“Hepburn. What are you doing without the lights on? “And on the floor?”
“Oh just. As I was thinking back to the old days, I was trying to evoke an old-fashioned atmosphere. “At that time, I lived with the lights turned off to save electricity unless it was absolutely necessary.”
“Anyway, the situation is.”
Slurp! Slurp!
The two of them came in, roughly shaking off their dusty military boots, and naturally threw themselves on my worn-out sofa. My excuse was that the middle seat, which was my seat, was left empty because I was worried that my body would get damaged on the sofa.
Chik chik.
Three red lights appeared in the dark shelter.
“That guy’s contact.”
“Doing it now.”
“Are you really going to move alone?”
“None of us can move anyway. There are a lot of problems just because I’m missing right now. “You guys should at least cover it.”
“Nimi. “He’s a very annoying bastard.”
“Hepburn is addicted to dopamine.”
Cracking, crackling
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[‘Heungan Mandu’s’ private message]
– professor: Yes… it’s a dumpling. Enough of the small talk. What happened to that question you asked last time?
– Heungan Mandu: Thanks to the large number of parts they sent, I was able to practice and use it to my heart’s content. I can’t say it’s 100%, but I’ve got enough to never run out of anything.
– professor: The coordinates are probably clear.
– Heungan Dumplings: After all, we must have been careful to hire Professor Park, the hero and hope of our wasteland and the best output produced by chat room 47.
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It started a long time ago with a rescue request that this guy from Heungan Dumplings had been plastering all over the chat window ad nauseam.
‘Come save me! Is this like a military base on top of the mountain? Of course I’m going to eat it! It was bombed a long time ago, and it’s been a while since anyone touched it! Well… it’s a bit of a personal matter! Anyway, I didn’t have any property left where I lived!’
‘The city’s food supply is almost gone… Can anyone help me? Professor Park, I heard you organized a caravan? W Are you coming here to do business?’
‘help! Dooooooooooooooo!!! Under the ridge, the mutants flocked to the ground! I’m dying! Professor Park! Help me! help me! I’m going! I’m really going!!!’
The guy who said he was starving to death, but then said how he survives by eating grass that grows in the high mountains and military biscuits that look like bricks.
During the Area 38 incident, he was said to have died in the mutant wave, but he somehow survived by pouring out two cans of fuel left in the base and burning the entire dry autumn mountain.
No matter how many times I asked why the guy who had gone out with the scouting team was left alone at the abandoned military base, Heungan Mandu would not tell me what his personal circumstances were.
At first, I thought he was planning to die there alone because he was from the wasteland, so he had his own story, but I changed my mind when I heard that he used up a lot of the remaining fuel during the Type 2.5 variant wave and burned down the entire mountain.
They said there was a bombing, but then there was no way there was any fuel tank left, so the bombing story was a lie. It means that you had something important and were worried that it would be taken away by someone else.
The fact that he joined the Dome’s scouting group even though he was not a member of the Dome means that he volunteered to serve as a guide as the first reporter at the military base. In other words, Heungan Mandu knew its location from the beginning.
The fact that there was no record of a military base in the mountains in my head, even though I had memorized all of Dome’s military maps, meant that the base was of no military value to the scouts.
In summary, it is a military base located in a high mountain area, and although Heungan Mandu knew about it in advance and Dome’s scouts confirmed it, it is a place of no military value.
In a wasteland where all military resources are useful, there is only one worthless military base.
It’s an air force base.
A terrible sandstorm and electromagnetic storm with a visibility of less than 2 meters took the sky away from humanity. Even the Gedreuts transport drone, which is a collection of ridiculous technologies, has a high probability of crashing when flying in the atmosphere. It wasn’t just one or two drones that were lost in that way while chasing raptors.
Located at a high altitude in the mountains, no vehicle access is possible. To avoid bombing, it was built inside a ridge rather than a peak, making it difficult to use as a reconnaissance base. It was built as a temporary landing pad for the latest fighter jets capable of vertical takeoff and landing, and both the size of the base and the size of the runway fall short of specifications.
In short, the old air force base that Heungan Mandu visited by dragging Dome’s scouting party to it was nothing more than a useless concrete abomination in this era.
To be precise, it has been an abomination so far.
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– Heungan Mandu: This was originally a toy made by rich people when shelters were popular. He probably made it by imagining himself as a savior riding in a helicopter alone, like in a zombie movie, when everyone is screaming for help from the rooftop. The Allied Forces requisitioned it and converted it into a multi-purpose emergency military base.
– Heungan Mandu: Of course, all of the two private planes were requisitioned, but one escaped the terrible hand of requisition. It was not a combustible item, but rather a collectible that would be inconvenient to keep in the yard. Almost like a museum piece.
– Heungan Mandu: And Dome’s scouting party, which went to see only the renovated military base, only confirmed the renovated military base and went down without seeing the remaining building of the villa that guide Heungan Mandu did not show on purpose. Of course, as soon as I arrived here, I didn’t see the guide who went crazy, drooling with feces and urine as if he were a psycho gang member, because I wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible.
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Heungan Mandu said it as a habit. It’s because he’s a stickler, but he was originally an Air Force ace.
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– professor: So is that okay?
– Heungan Mandu: Of course.
– Heungan Mandu: [Attachment 1. jpeg]
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Image sent by this guy. It seemed to have been taken from a distance with the communication device’s filming function turned on in advance, and it showed a monster with a bushy beard dancing like a natural person, covered in dirt and oil.
On the wall next to the dancing man was a large, clumsy blueprint that looked like it had been drawn with charcoal from the Internet, and behind it, a wooden ramp covered in hardenable resin was attached with difficulty to the end of the short runway.
And in front of the runway. Where the dirty dancing man proudly spread his arms.
In a place where everything was dirty and worn out, there was only one shiny red biplane standing proudly as if it were new.
“What a biplane. “Couldn’t that have been active duty?”
“I heard it was some kind of leisure replica. Made in 2050. “It’s almost like a leak.”
“I’m going to be amazed. Is that really the only answer? “Do you really have to ride it?”
“are you okay. “I took a strong parachute.”
“You ride with the assumption that the pendulum will fall?”
“are you okay. “I have a strong body.”
Jangle-
I lightly snatched up the car keys that Bex threw to me as if there was nothing I could do about it.
“It won’t take long. “I will return no later than three days before the expeditionary force departs.”
Raptor subjugation war and invitation to art and union. It was a decision made because nothing could be postponed.
The fact that raptors, which had always been moving north, are moving south means that they have achieved the purpose of their trip north. Thanks to this, the war preparations that had been scheduled for 6 weeks were shortened by 2 more weeks. The invitation from the Artists’ Union Collector… seems a little stupid, but it was based on my intuition.
A feeling that everything is somehow connected. The coincidences that occurred when his ideas, which were deeply mixed in Gedreutz’s game, faced reality.
I don’t know if this is a Type 3 variant or something like Professor Park’s sixth sense after crossing the diagonal line several times, but I know from experience that nothing good will happen if you ignore this sense that you have acquired at the back of your neck.
That means I just didn’t notice it clearly, but I noticed something somewhere in my subconscious.
Bex and Ian sighed and smoked cigarettes as I stood up from my seat.
“We are dead to Mr. Jesu.”
“Let’s go to Joe Jocas’s. “I’m not going to kill you because I’m doing prenatal education for pregnant women.”
“Roe deer? He said he borrowed a Krav Maga practice video for prenatal education the other day. “Just stabbing someone with a dagger.”
“Uh ah….”
I left the shelter, leaving behind the two people who were in somewhat realistic troubles.
“I’ll come back.”
“Don’t be mistaken. “I’m letting you go because you’re the kind of guy who won’t listen even when you try to stop him.”
“Don’t overdo it.”
“OK.”
“One company was equipped with enough weapons for a month on a truck. If anything goes wrong, blow it all up and come back. It shouldn’t be big again when you come back.”
“I said I understood.”
Push profit –
rattle!
In the middle of the night, an armed truck quietly left District 47 in the area guarded by BDSM.
The destination was the Air Force Base in Heunganmandu, located at the western end of Area 40, which was already half a radioactive zone.
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