Chapter.6 In the name of glory (10)
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Push profit –
rattle.
“Uh …..”
Sometimes when you look at the community, ‘Game broadcast guys are doing so comfortably in the world these days.’ I sometimes see the same sound, but it’s only people who haven’t tried it. Unless you’re in a really dangerous neighborhood, you can go out for a walk and take any gun that uses large-diameter bullets. Mutants in reality are not at risk of infection like mutes.
“uh? Hepburn? “You came out early?”
“Are you here to eat? It’s a good thing. let’s eat together.”
As he came out of the computer and stretched out, he was sweaty from what he was doing and Bex and Ian, who were sitting in the living room resting, greeted him warmly. The decompression chamber was whirring and it seemed like he was working outside.
“rice? “What kind of food?”
“I mean lunch. “There is a meal function on the connector, but it still doesn’t feel as satisfying as coming out and eating.”
“Ah…lunch. “Then it’s only noon now.”
This is one of the biggest problems with GG. The time scale is different. I started the game in the morning, woke up at the inn with Anaya, and when we parted ways and walked into the church on my own, the game time was roughly around 2 PM. After being judged by Senadis, I went to see my new colleagues and listened to their stories. By the time I came out, the sun had long since set. Roughly 14 hours, if you calculate that it was around 6 a.m. to 8 p.m. The reality:game time ratio is 1:5, so while I was going through all that trouble, in reality, only 2.8 hours, 2 hours, and 48 minutes passed.
“Hepburn? “You look very tired?”
“Ugh- I’m dying. My body feels fine, but I am mentally very tired. Why is there such a thing? “I need to sleep at night, but it’s 5 or 6 in the morning and I can’t sleep and my head is pounding.”
“Oh, that. I know that too. “Because I have insomnia.”
“Urajil. If you can’t sleep at night, you’ve lived roughly during the day. “I have almost never had a bad night’s sleep in my 35 years of life.”
“Don’t go out and say something like that. “If you don’t want to get shot by countless people suffering from insomnia in the wasteland.”
“Hehehe. If you’re going to come, tell me to come. “Fools who can’t even close their eyes and breathe properly aren’t scared even if a truck comes by.”
Still, talking nonsense like this with these guys made my headache feel better. If you’re tired, you can sleep, but lying down in bed when the sun is high in the sky is disqualifying you as a wasteland person. If you do something, you’ll feel better.
‘Let’s go back in as soon as it’s okay. ‘There is no time limit.’
The professor thought while twiddling his thumb, which felt a little foreign. From thumb to ring finger. Except for the little finger, all the remaining fingers were transferred to Hyde, so it was practically like having one of his hands taken away. In the past, the situation was so threatening that it wouldn’t have been strange to scream and go crazy, but it didn’t feel dangerous or impatient at all. Is it because Hyde is being too cooperative?
‘Did you mean it?’
[Guheussseh?]
The guy doesn’t answer my question and just laughs quietly. As expected, it is extremely insidious. Who did he resemble so much that he grew up like that?
[Is it fun to curse in the mirror?]
‘Go away, Hyde. How can you compare yourself to a good person like me?’
At those words, his left hand wriggled and his middle finger came up. I’m joking around with him like this, but seeing him like this makes me realize that my condition is definitely in danger.
‘There’s no need to rush, but don’t be relaxed either. If it goes beyond an arm’s length, you might really have to negotiate with Hyde from then on.’
[I’m waiting for you to lose your head. [Chuckling]
The professor ignored Hyde’s meaningful words and reached for the warm calorie bar that Corduroy had left on the table. A sweet, slightly fibrous taste. Sweet potatoes and carrots are the main dishes today? Did you pay any attention?
From the looks of it, Bex seemed to suit his tastes, but Ian looked like the calorie bar did not suit his tastes. I put it all in my mouth and chewed it, but every time my jaw moved up and down, my expression became more wrinkled.
“Damn it. “I can’t eat this.”
“why? It’s delicious, but what about me? this?”
“Just spit it out. How dare you say that the ingredients used to make that calorie bar are tasteless in front of this body that grew it myself? Chew. And swallow.”
“That’s right. You are disparaging the crops that the owner and I have grown with care. “Don’t you think the new owner needs direct education about the hard work of farmers?”
Pajik- Pajik!
“Ugh, Professor, no matter how much I think about it, I think your AI is a bit strange.”
Due to Corduro’s drone, which took out a small welding machine and made sparks fly, and the professor’s threats as he pointed alternately at Ian and the fertilizer can with his eyes, Ian eventually succeeded in eating all of the calorie bars provided to him.
“Ugh. I can’t believe I ate only grass for lunch, the most important meal of the day. “You little rabbits.”
“So what have you been eating all these years?”
“me? I made a living off of raptor battle rations and things I captured while doing business. “I also eat potatoes.”
“You go for [business] and you say [capture]… Isn’t it already an error from the moment you say that naturally?”
Gulp, gulp,
gulp.
Eh, I don’t know. I have a lot of money now anyway. Why not just buy meat and feed it?
“Give me two more glasses of Corduroy water.”
“yes!”
Still, after filling my stomach and drinking some water to clear my mouth, my nerves calmed down a bit and I began to see my surroundings. I thought I knew what these guys were doing outside because there was some shade in the greenhouse that wasn’t there normally.
“Have the shelter parts arrived already?”
“hmm? Oh, that one? that’s right. The delivery came not long after you went to work. It’s fun to hang out here like this, but I feel like it’s a bit tight for the three of us to live here. Your sofa is too small for me to sleep on. “I couldn’t sleep because my back hurt.”
“We haven’t built it yet, but we just roughly erected a wall and decided where to build it. Hepburn, wouldn’t it be okay to build it around there?”
“Uh… well. I need to do some math. We also need to calculate the active defense range of the defensive turret.”
“Of course you’re going to buy a turret and plant it on our side, right?”
“So, if the turret defense ranges overlap, it’s a loss. “If you don’t want to create a proper kill zone, it is of course advantageous to expand the scope.”
Another hour of arguing over the location of the shelter. When I lived alone, time would not pass as if I was trying to catch and kill someone if I stayed home, but it is amazing to see time pass so quickly. No matter what happens, it is inevitable that you will become a will.
‘hmm. Since I rely on you, should I ask you a question?’
“Bex.”
“huh? why?”
“You said you came from a third-tier background.”
“yes? From the 3rd Airborne Division.”
“Ian, you must have been a soldier.”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you? I was a mercenary. Since the starting point of the war was North Korea, they came to Korea, the most intense battlefield. “Why are you telling me?”
“Um… next time. Right now, I’m too complicated to keep other people’s circumstances in my head. Anyway, since everyone has military experience, they probably know something about how to run a unit. “If I had survived until the end of the war, I would have been at least a platoon leader.”
“Hmmmm. yes. Just me-”
“I’ve reached the rank of regimental commander. “It wasn’t done during the war.”
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What? Regiment commander? Is that the bombshell?
“Eek?”
“Hey Ian. were you a star? “Isn’t being the commander of a regiment a star?”
“Hehehe, how does this body look different now? You bastards with no blood on your heads. “What are you doing, not saluting?”
“Ha, don’t do that, damn it! “You’re old!”
“That’s right! Originally, during the Great War, the higher-ups were divided every day! It must have been put in because there was no one to fill the space! And I was a special ops unit, so rank and such didn’t matter!”
While the professor was thinking that, he imagined Ian wearing a stylish military uniform and a bunch of medals. Ian wears black sunglasses, puts a cigar in his mouth, and presses a big red button while making a ‘kehehehe’ sound. Shit. It suits you so well. I feel like I was born to do that.
Anyway, it went well. The regiment commander would know much better than me.
“good. Then please help me.”
“hmm? “Suddenly what?”
“It’s about the game, the game. “I ended up running a sort of… special forces unit in that game, but there was a bit of a problem with it.”
Ian, who had been bored by the game story, began to show interest again when he heard the word special forces.
“Special forces. What is the personnel and military type goal?”
“Because we haven’t departed yet, there may be additional arrangements, but for now, there are about 10 people.”
“Ten people plus Alfara…. Then it’s platoon level. “What is your goal?”
“Assassination of the enemy commander-in-chief.”
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“huh?”
okay. That’s a common reaction.
At Ian’s reaction, as if asking what kind of nonsense he was saying, the professor felt something unknown deep in his heart being satisfied. It feels really good when others recognize the hardships of what I do.
“It doesn’t make sense in terms of common sense, but let’s just say it is. It’s a game. It’s a game. “They are warriors on their way to defeat the devil.”
“Uh, um…yeah. yes. If all 10 members of the platoon were superhumans with company-level firepower, it might be possible. So what is the type of disease?”
“There are three unreasonable things about infantry that can draw the enemy’s attention from the front and establish a front line. “So, there are six artillery pieces capable of projecting large-scale firepower.”
Ian, who had been frowning at the sound of infantry, quickly brightened when he heard that the rest were artillery.
“…Not bad? They say it may be an all-out war, but it is an assassination of a key figure. All you have to do is deploy three infantrymen in front to lure the movement of elements, and then have the artillery waiting at the observation point reverse the predicted path, right? I don’t know anything else, but I pass because I have enough artillery, right? Artillery is God! “God of battlefield!”
This bastard. He said he played in the former Korea region, but the topic of Yangnam and Pobangbu came into play. Yeah, I thought about that too. But the problem starts now.
“The artillerymen are useful, but they have some flaws.”
“let’s do it? “Why aren’t you a skilled soldier?”
“Um… first of all, there is a problem with supply. These guys are picky eaters. “First of all, it is difficult to lead these children to where the commander-in-chief is while maintaining fighting ability.”
At the professor’s words, Ian chuckled and answered as if it was no big deal.
“Hey, what else am I saying? If you starve, everything will be solved. After starving and marching, give them food. Instead of leaving it behind, they lick it up.”
“no. I saw it right in front of my eyes, and even if I was starving to death, I wouldn’t eat anything unless they were eating it. “I only eat fish or seaweed or food that comes from water.”
“…Even if I die?”
“Even if I die. “Performance even deteriorates in dry places.”
“What kind of waste is that?”
okay. I thought that too while planning an infiltration operation involving wizards.
‘I have to take these children through three cities occupied by the enemy. Do I need to feed them raw fish and seaweed for every meal?’
Stealth and speed are most important in infiltration operations. Even if you go as fast as you can while chewing biscuits, it’s not enough, so you have to go to the water’s edge and go fishing just because it’s time to eat? If there’s no water nearby, I’ll have to starve, right? So the infiltration route will also be limited?
The moment you move with the wizards, all kinds of restrictions arise on your allies’ actions. This means that wizards are not suited to such dynamic operations at all.
“There are more problems.”
“I think I’ve already eaten enough. What else is there?”
“huh. One of those artillerymen (wizards) is our enemy commander. “Warlock.”
“Uh… speaking of the commander… did he convert? Or did you say they were taken prisoner and forcibly organized into an organization?”
Let’s see. Basically, if you were a warlock caught by the Church of Light, you would be hanged for not answering questions. However, seeing that he was trying to reform rather than kill, he doesn’t seem like he committed a crime. It seems like he was just captured because he was a warlock. But there’s no way you learned black magic on your own, right? Do you have any connections with those who cooperate with Mutation Blood?
The professor thought for a moment, then shook his head and said.
“It hasn’t been confirmed yet, but it doesn’t mean they were captured as enemy soldiers. “There is a possibility that he is a spy for the enemy.”
“It’s just that the higher-ups didn’t even give you any information. That can be guessed from the treatment of the prisoners. “Isn’t that prisoner just sitting there with gold and silver treasures piled up next to him and three beautiful women at his side, enjoying the forest?”
“Um…no? “I heard they forcibly took off their clothes and shaved their heads in order to break their minds?”
“Oh my God.”
Ian said, waving his hands as if there was nothing to think about.
“Irrespective of time and place, why do we treat converted prisoners of war as heroes and bury them with money? You have to make him feel like he belongs here so he can feel safe and cooperate. But what? Did you take off your clothes and shave your head? If I were to be treated like that, my eyes would turn upside down and I would betray myself right away. Hey, as soon as the operation starts, go somewhere hidden and shoot that guy. Make it MIA. Even artillery. If you leave it as is, it will blow up the garrison, then set fire to the powder keg and splatter.”
“Hmm… Is it too dangerous to go with a warlock?…”
Hold off for now. I guess I’ll have to go in and talk to that guy too.
“Then next question.”
“also?”
“The rest isn’t that big. Most of the platoon members are from Roderick, and this is a country where racism is extremely severe. But two of the platoon members are of a racially discriminated against.”
“Oh my gosh, racism? “People who risk their lives going into enemy territory together and having to have each other’s backs?”
“And one of them is a little less intelligent. “I am learning diligently, but it will be difficult to deploy in complex operations.”
“C’mon! Say no, no! Hit me! Even the militia would be easier to deal with than that!”
When the topic of werewolf Borka and Notum came up, Ian gave up thinking any more.
“Anyone can tell that this is not a proper operation! Are you crazy enough to accept such a plan? “Say I’ll hit you right away!”
“They say if you don’t do it, they’ll kill you.”
“The organization is so messed up that if you don’t do it, they’ll kill you?”
“Ugh. “Hepburn, you’ve been through a lot.”
While
Bex
was patting the professor on the back, Ian lit a cigarette he took out of his pocket.
“okay. It’s really hard work. I’m sorry I can’t help you, but I don’t think there’s a real answer. How about just using the platoon members to stage a coup instead? “I see hope there.”
“Yes, that’s right. “Even if Zhuge Liang comes back alive, if he sees that mess, he’ll blow out the candle and lie down right away.”
“Fuha! “What is that, dude?”
‘In the end, I didn’t come up with a solution, but it definitely eases my stomach a bit.’
The professor smiled heartily, poured the remaining water into his mouth, and spoke.
“Actually, I didn’t ask because I wanted a clear way, but I just spoke out because I had a temper tantrum. “I feel better when I talk about things like this with other people.”
“So are you feeling better?”
“No, I faced the cold reality and felt like shit to the ends of the earth.”
“Hehehe. The world is like that. Is there anything so easy that you can plan everything from the beginning and make it fit into place? I have to keep up with it. Do it yourself. “From my experience, it seems that even such a crappy situation will be resolved if you do something about it.”
“okay. “It’s not something that can be solved by just digging up the ground like this.”
The professor grumbled and got up from the sofa. I ate and my head became somewhat clearer.
“Would you like to go back in?”
“We have to move quickly. Now the thumbs up. “Not mine.”
“….okay. work hard. Because we will find our own way. “Among the people you meet while doing business, there might be someone who knows about that, right?”
“okay. I hope so. today. “Where are you going other than building a shelter?”
“uh. “Let’s take a look around Area 47.”
“You can’t just run around like you did in 43! “You have what I wrote, right?”
At the professor’s shout, Ian took out a notebook filled with fine writing from his pocket.
“Don’t worry. “I’ll take it out every 10 minutes.”
“No, not you, tell Vex to keep it. Bex You know without me saying anything, right? Take good care of it.”
“Why, I am not a fool and lost a notebook….”
“No, not a notebook. “I was told to take good care of Mr. Metal Joe, whose actions are controlled mostly from the area around the spine, not from the brain.”
“…These kids?”
“Keuhihi. I’ll do my best. “The best is.”
The professor held Bex’s hand tightly as a thank you and then entered the room where the connector was located.
‘I need to set a break time. At least if I start in the morning, I have to do it until the sun sets. That way, you will be able to adjust it to some extent with the outside time.’
From now on, I need to refrain from quitting out of frustration. Let’s not forget. I don’t have time, Professor Park.
[Hehehe. They say you can live a little more slowly.]
‘Shut up.’
Push profit – rattle.
The professor lay down inside the connector and closed his eyes.
‘First, understand all restrictions. Get a map, start with the route, and find out the enemy information… should it be in the shadow of the moon?’
Before I start, I sigh. This damn game is so fun. I can’t say anything about it because it’s as fun as it is stressful.
Whoa!
With the familiar connection sound, the professor’s consciousness flew to the other side again.
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