Chapter 55: 055
Ep. 55
"Pfft! "This is crazy…"
The cyborg that was crushed by my feet did not die. Although his lower body was completely destroyed and his upper body was half shattered, he tried to resist me.
"You're falling down with me too!"
"canister! no!"
What he took out was a trigger device. He closed his eyes tightly and pressed the switch on the device.
But nothing happened.
"What is it?"
He pressed the switch again with a bewildered expression. I pressed it again and again, but the bomb did not work.
I pulled the half-broken bomb out of its torn abdomen.
'also.'
The reason I came to deal with the cyborg directly instead of sniping is because of this bomb.
Among cyborg soldiers and mercenaries, there are those who sometimes carry bombs. There are two reasons: one is to inflict damage to the enemy even after death, and the other is for the thrill.
Among these, the former is a case where the player plants a bomb for practical purposes. Since it was a game anyway, he prepared a means of self-destruct with the intention of telling his opponent to fuck him.
On the other hand, since this is reality, the latter can be seen as a case where the person himself put a bomb into his body in order to seek thrills.
'The more parts are replaced by machines, the duller the sense of being alive becomes.'
Unlike Megacorp, Cyborg's hometown, Star Union, is a society that suppresses individual desires and emotions. As a result, there are quite a few cyborgs who betray Star Union to pursue extreme pleasure.
'There are most cyborgs going to Space Dog, but there are also quite a few to Megacorp.'
Space Dog is a popular choice for crazy cyborgs because life-threatening battles occur every day and there are no restrictions on gratifying one's wrong desires. Therefore, cyborgs belonging to Space Dog do not plant bombs in their bodies for the purpose of seeking thrills.
'There is no way a cyborg belonging to Space Dog, who is overflowing with love for life, would plant a bomb in his body in the first place.'
Even though they can forcibly plant things on other people's bodies for fun, they still care about their own bodies.
On the other hand, Megacorp is better than Star Union, but has limited ways to satisfy its needs. As a result, there have been cases of people implanting bombs in their bodies to seek thrills, like this guy in front of me.
'The cyborg suicide bomber who appears as a member of Megacorp in the game was such a setting.'
Originally, I would have treated it as a setting and passed it over.
But I've already fought a Hulk mutant on Meteor's ship with a bomb attached to his heart.
When I thought that it wasn't just a setting story, but that crazy people carrying bombs in their bodies could exist in real life, I couldn't help but be cautious.
If, by chance, I kill the cyborg with a sniper and the bomb explodes, No. 26 and Adhai will be fatally injured.
'In that case, it's better to go safely.'
"Fuck you! "Why isn't it exploding!"
And my worries were unfounded. Cyborg cried out when he saw the bomb in my hand. I stepped on the noisy guy's chest and grabbed his head with my fighting hands.
When I applied strength to my hand, the cyborg let out a moan that sounded like a scream.
"Ugh! That's it!"
Since he was harassing No. 26, I thought about killing him slowly, but there were still enemies left to do that. I applied strength to the fighting arm that held my head and pulled it up in one go.
"Wha?!"
"canister!"
When the cyborg's head was pulled out, a mechanized spine came out. The cyborg, whose breath had stopped, was sticking out its tongue, and a mixture of black oil and blood was flowing from its half-broken spine.
"Shit!"
The heavy weapons soldier who had been watching me kill my comrades seemed to come to his senses and pointed the muzzle of the combined grenade launcher he was holding at me.
There are kids next to me, so of course I have no intention of letting the enemy attack me with a grenade. I threw the cyborg's head I was holding at him.
Even his skull is coated with steel. It is no different from a blunt object in itself, but since it was thrown with Aimorph's powerful strength, there is no way it would be hit and be unharmed.
"Ouch!"
The cyborg's head struck the heavy weapon trooper's shoulder. The guy screamed and dropped his weapon on the floor.
"You bitch! Shibaal!"
With his shoulder broken, he cursed in anger and ran away.
Instead of tracking him down, I checked on No. 26 and Aadhai's condition. No. 26 did not appear to have any particular injuries.
[Zuzuzu(Are you okay?)]
｢Yes. "Please look after the little baby first, not me."
Just as he said, Adhai was lying on the floor in an uncomfortable position after being hit by a net fired by an enemy. I used my fingernails to cut the nets into small pieces.
｢Great young one｣｢Gratitude｣
[Zuzuzuzu(Where is the injury?)]
｢Me｣｢Injury｣｢Minor｣｢Okay｣
Is it a net in the form of a net that tightens the opponent who hits it? Aadhai's blue scales are all covered in a thin net-like pattern. There were wounds.
Aadhai does not have any healing properties, so it will take some time for him to fully heal.
'…I guess I'll have to give the heavy cavalry to Adhai.'
If you capture the heavy cavalry, Aadhai's mood will ease a bit.
After checking the condition of the two, I checked on William one last time. He was looking at us with a subtle expression, unsure whether he should be happy or not.
'Because you have no choice but to die by the enemy or live as my slave.'
Anyway, Aadhai was slightly injured, but no one was fatally injured. I called number 26.
[Zuzuzu Zuzuzu Zuzuzuzu (If you go over there, there's other food)]
｢Other food?｣
[Zuzuzu Zuzuzu Zuzu Zuzu (One is alive and one is dead)]
｢You can only eat dead things?｣
After being with me for a long time, This is a guy who understands right away. I patted him once to tell him to do so, and then chased after the enemy who ran away.
The end of the hunt is approaching.
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"Huh huh huh huh…"
Hope ran while holding on to her broken shoulder. The container cover, which would have provided a sense of stability in any other operation, looked different today.
"Hi?!"
Hope was horrified and turned her head as she felt someone looking down on her. I looked around like a crazy person, but I couldn't see anything on top of the container.
At that time, I heard the sound of wind from behind. The sound sounded like the blades of a ventilator turning, or like the sound of some huge animal flapping its wings.
I quickly looked around, but the place was empty.
"…."
Hope trembled as she unlatched the weapon from her back and held it in her hand. It was a Gauss rifle that he purchased with his own money to protect himself.
'I need to replace the ammo!'
This guy doesn't die even if he gets hit by a stray bullet. Hope thought that there was no way to win unless it was a penetrating bullet.
"Kk Nimmi!"
Because his right shoulder was broken, he had to replace ammunition only with his left arm. Hope, who had barely loaded the penetrating bullet, held the Gauss rifle with her left arm.
Hope thought.
The numerous obstacles here were against him. Because he can fly. Even now, he may be looking down on him from somewhere high up.
'Ha, we need to get out of the harbor district!'
Jenet's car parked at the border of the district. It's best to get in that car and run away.
After deciding on her goal, Hope ran away again. The ominous flapping of wings sounded in his ears again, but he tried to ignore it.
Normally, in cases like this, you had to report it to Sihyeon Eugene right away, but Hope was currently out of her mind.
Although he fought all kinds of battlefields, this was the first time he saw a monster that ripped out the head of a living comrade and then threw it away. If he had a friend, he would have been able to somehow restore his mental health, but all the people who would have played that role are dead.
'Is this the right road?'
I kept running, but I didn't think of seeing the fence at the border. All I could see were similar-looking containers.
The pain and fear made it difficult for Hope to know if she was going the right way.
'no! That's right! It must be right…huh?'
While he was running and encouraging himself, for the first time he saw something other than a container.
Jennet was sitting leaning against a container, her entire head covered in blood.
The goat horn she always sported was completely broken, and her white hair was stained bright red with blood, as if it had been red.
"Jejenet?"
"Ugh…ho hope?"
Hope rushed over and looked at her leaning against the container. Looking closer, I saw that her wounds were more serious than I thought. A large part of the scalp was damaged, so much so that white bones were visible.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh, hurry, I have to go and report to Miss Ah…"
Listening to her stuttering words, Hope remembered what she had to do. He quickly took out the communicator.
"hey! You can't die too! Wake!"
"Ha… what a life it is that you are the last person I see…"
Janet muttered in a lost voice. Even in this situation, Hope tried to respond to her reaction, which was the same as usual.
"Is it even crazy when a bitch does things like this?"
"Keuuuuu, if you're like me, you wouldn't be like that…"
Before she could finish her sentence.
Something pitch black came down from the top of the container and grabbed her head. A black hand resembling darkness pulled Jennet upward.
Then, blood splattered on the container along with the sound of meat being chopped. Jennet's trembling legs relaxed and stretched, and her pants became soaked with blood.
"Hee hee hee!"
Hope ran away without even thinking about counterattacking with the Gauss rifle she was holding.
The training I have accumulated over the years, my experience as an expert in heavy weapons, and countless killing experiences.
All the elements that made up Hope had no meaning in this abnormal situation. All he could do was run away like a child.
Did heaven give him a miracle?
The border of the port district appeared before his eyes.
He even threw away the Gauss rifle he was holding in order to escape as quickly as possible.
"Huh huh huh huh…"
While running, his broken shoulder shook wildly, but he could not feel the pain because the overwhelming fear was taking over his mind.
He ran with all his might like a runner and quickly got into the car. Fortunately, Jeannette had left her keys in the car. Who knew that the operation would turn out like this in the first place?
He started the car. As the midsize sedan's engine roared to life, he stepped on the accelerator pedal hard.
Jennet's car rushed forward like a launched missile. The pile of containers in the port district visible in the rearview mirror suddenly became smaller.
Hope breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, we escaped from that hellish port district.
'First of all, contact me….'
I should have contacted you a long time ago when my colleagues were dying. He picked up the communicator to convey this fact to Sihyeon Eugene, even if it was belated.
Since I had to hold the steering wheel with my left hand, I had no choice but to type the message with my right hand. Perhaps because my shoulder was broken, my hands and arms couldn't move very well.
After barely sending a message to the number, he checked the rearview mirror again to make sure no one was following him.
"uh?"
Through the rearview mirror, I saw a small object near the edge of the Earth.
A small light flashed from the object, and soon the vehicle body shook violently. The car with a punctured tire was out of Hope's control and ran wild.
"Uh oh!"
Hope quickly grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, but it was already too late. A telephone pole was waiting in front of the mid-sized sedan.
A loud noise rang out and Hope flew forward through the car window. He flew in a parabola like the grenade he always liked to use and landed mercilessly on the road.
Then, the electric pole that hit the car fell on top of the car.
Sparks flew from the camera mounted on the electric pole, and the car body, which was leaking oil, burst into flames.
"Ugh…"
I had to get out of this place somehow, but my body refused to control me. The sound of glass being stepped on was heard behind him, who was squirming like a slug.
It is "it".
The guy followed him.
The guy who followed Hope threw a long object in front of her. It was a sniper coil gun used by his colleague Dwayne.
"They say true generosity is being able to take revenge but not taking it."
A woman's voice, which I had never heard before, was heard from behind him as he lay down.
A peaceful voice without any highs or lows. It was clearly the sound made by the monster that slaughtered his comrades.
"I am not generous."
"It" grabbed him violently.
"This, this, this…."
'Don't do this! help me! help me! please! It's my fault!'
Hope begged, but only a sound of air leaking from her mouth appeared as if her jaw had been broken. Ignoring her pleas, the bastard carried him around and walked towards the port district.
As Hope was dragged to hell, all that was left behind was a burning car.
Weekly Power Status
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Ranking 
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