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Taehyung chased after the man who was running away in a panic after hearing Yoongi's words. The man trembled and begged for his life. Taehyung made a pitiful and annoyed face and punched the man in the stomach. The man groaned. Ugh, Seokjin shook his head as if he had been hit. Taehyung grabbed the man's short hair and lifted it. The man's eyes, which he forced up, were filled with fear.
“S-save me... please. I was wrong.”
“You came at me with the intention of killing me and now you’re asking me to spare your life? ”
Taehyung tossed the man aside, seemingly annoyed. "Stop it. Who ordered you?" Taehyung asked. There's no way a bunch of worthless kids could have gotten wiped out by just Yoongihyung. The man, determined to survive rather than die here, spoke without hesitation. Someone had come to ask him to do this, and he'd accepted the offer of food as compensation. He only listed useless information, like how he didn't know the exact identity of the person who requested it because their face was covered. Yoongi glared at the man as if he was going to devour him.Tang -,
I fired a bullet into the man's head without any real emotion. I'd been listening, thinking I should nip those who would harm the children in the bud, but I realized it was a complete waste of time.
Taehyung stared at the cement floor, blood spreading around the man, with a slightly hardened expression. Jimin put his arm around Taehyung's shoulder and turned his gaze. "What are you looking at?"
Seokjin climbed into the brown car they were riding in and rummaged through its contents. He opened the bag in the backseat and found it filled with bullets. "Ohhh," Seokjin exclaimed happily, then glanced at the picture frame in the corner of the bag, his smile rising. It was a photo of one of the men killed by Yoongi, smiling, with his family. Seokjin paused for a moment, then brushed his hair back, tossed the frame onto the floor, and zipped his bag back.
I got off the plane with my bag and waved to everyone.It looked like this.
Hey, we won't have to worry about bullets for a while.
Jimin searched the road with Taehyung. It was difficult to drive a car with all its windows shattered by bullets. Incidentally, Seokjin doesn't drive cars that his enemies have driven. He says he doesn't want to handle those cars or something.
“Hey, I’ll go over there, you go over there.”
“If you see a useful car, shout.”
Taehyung curled his fingers and said, “I understand.”
Taehyung said to Jimin right before he was torn apart.
“Oh, but don’t scream when you find the car. The zombies will come.”
Jimin walked along, as if telling them not to worry about zombies and to mind their own business. I thought Taehyung was underestimating him. Had he walked for quite some time? Strangely, there weren't many zombies. Now that I think about it, why didn't they appear even though gunshots rang out? Jimin quickly ran down the road. He didn't forget to search his eyes for any decent vehicles as he ran. The farther he got from where he started, the more he smelled oil. It was the smell of gas station oil. The sound of a car engine could be heard faintly. Who else? Jimin gradually slowed his pace. He saw the silhouette of a person a little further away. Squinting, he saw a woman and two men.
Hmm, should I go a little further or go back and let you know?
Jimin crouched down, hiding just far enough away to hear their conversation. "I'll be back soon. Just in case, they might be my clients." Jimin listened silently.
“Oh, shit - so, I’m the bait?”
“What bait are you talking about? There’s a cooler word for it, spy.”
"What are you talking about! Aren't you worried about me? What if some dirty guy gets caught? You want me to stick to just anyone?"
“...Haeyeon. If you can persuade her well, we can live comfortably. You just have to suffer a little and lure her to our side.
"Well, it's certain there are people around here. Can you do it?"
“... I’m really fucking... speechless.
"Okay, so go quickly. Half of what you get is mine, okay?"
“Oh, then~ Of course. See you later.”
The two men got into the car and drove away, leaving only one woman behind. Jimin, who had been listening to their conversation, shook his butt and stood up.
“ .......bait.”
It's a classic tactic. Infiltrate a group of seemingly weak people, identify their weakness, make them let their guard down, and then beat them to the punch. From what I'd seen earlier, they seemed quite relaxed, as if they had a lot of money. Jimin, hoping the woman would join us, slowly turned around, thinking it was time to head back. And then,Kwaang-!
A loud noise rang out from the direction Taehyung had gone. Even if there were no zombies, that loud noise would make even the zombies hiding in the corner come out. Kim Taehyung wouldn't die alone, but it would be better to not use up as much stamina as possible, so Jimin decided to go help, tied his shoelaces, and ran quickly.
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Meanwhile, Taehyung,
He scrunched his face and cursed internally. He found a seemingly normal car and tried to start it to see if it was okay, but then a burning smell appeared and the car exploded. It wasn't just a small explosion, it was a massive explosion, as if someone had planted a bomb inside. He could have been caught in it if he'd moved, but when the smell of burning hit, he instinctively got out of the car and escaped unscathed. This was the second time today that he'd jumped out of a car and rolled on the ground.
He's been pissed once, but now he's pissed twice? Taehyung clapped his hands, thinking that he wouldn't let this kind of prankster get away with it if he saw his face.
As Jimin had expected, zombies wandering around the building came rushing in after hearing the sound. Taehyung looked around for a moment, then jumped and grabbed a container box on top of a truck that was obviously high up, and with only the strength of his grip, he easily climbed onto the container box. Taehyung took out a gun at a height that the zombies could not reach, shot and killed zombies from a long distance, and stomped on zombies that tried to climb onto the truck at close range.
I dropped it. The gun had a silencer so it wasn't very loud.
While Taehyung was leisurely reloading the bullets that had fallen, zombies came up behind him, stepping on each other and grabbing his calves.
“Oh my god! Crazy!”
Taehyung, startled by the creepy sensation, reflexively turned around and shot the zombie's head, then kicked the arm that was holding his leg away.
Yoongi and Seokjin ran to Taehyung before Jimin. Seokjin stopped walking, watching Taehyung leisurely firing his gun from atop the truck and the nearly dead zombies, feeling like he didn't need to help.
Yoongi asked Jimin, who was running after a while, if he had found the car.
“Uh.. there wasn’t a car that looked okay.”
“....what have you been doing for thirty minutes?”
“Haha. But I did pick up something!”
" what. "
“Who the hell left the bait? Should we bite and eat it?”
Jimin sometimes had a habit of cutting out explanations and just saying what he understood, his own thoughts. Yoongi thought, "What are you talking about?" and thought about Jimin's words, then quickly understood the meaning of the word "bait." Taking the bait meant hitting them in return, but that process was too tedious. Yoongi didn't really want to take the bait. We already had enough without that. Yoongi hated difficult work.
The woman climbed up to the fourth floor of the building. She walked up to the glass window and broke it with her foot.Chaeng-grang-!A shard of glass fell out of the window with a loud noise, and the heroine, who had put her hands in her jacket pockets, stopped moving for a moment and quickly leaned her back against the wall next to the window.
I saw a small light from the building across the street. It was light reflected by the muzzle lens.
"What? Who is it?" The heroine took out the gun hanging from her pants and loaded it.
Then he picked up the mirror that had fallen on the floor and quietly placed it against the window.
As soon as I stretch my arm and the mirror reaches the windowDismissal -!The bullet penetrated the mirror and shattered it into pieces.
“AC -”
They're waiting, even aiming. If I peek out even a little, I'll be hit? The heroine picked up a few more items and glanced at the window. Bullets flew at some of them, while others didn't respond. The heroine suddenly stuck her shoulder out and hid again. Immediately, a bullet flew, ricocheted off the wall behind her. The heroine bent down and headed towards the stairs. She was going to climb higher. I don't know exactly how many snipers there are, but there must be around six of them. If they're all targeting me, my range of movement will be very limited. ...Jungkookin, you won't die, right?
The heroine climbed to the top of the building, onto the open rooftop, and replaced her magazine. She lowered herself to the low concrete floor and scanned the building across the street.Thump - , thump -The female protagonist's heartbeat gradually slowed down rather than speeding up.
After killing all the zombies, Jeongguk went up the stairs to find Yeoju.
2.., 3.., 4th floor, I reached the stairs and there was a neat looking phone that didn't fit in with the place.
“Why is your phone here, sister...”
A simple, black, transparent case. It belonged to Yeoju. Jungkook picked up the phone and pressed the power button. There was no lock. As soon as the phone turned on, a memo appeared, black letters on a white background.
[Take this to the rooftop. About six people, snipers are ambushing the building across from you.]
Since communication was not possible, I left a note.
If you passed it by without seeing it, why would you throw away your phone?
“ ... By the way, I’m really tired today.”
Jungkook climbed the stairs, trying to make the most of his footsteps, and took a piece of candy out of Yeoju's bag, rolling it in his mouth and eating it.
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There was a commotion in the building across the street.