63 Episode 63 - Incheon Landing Operation, Part IV (1/2)

Chapter 22. Incheon Landing Operation, Part IV

Translator: Khan

Editor: RED

11.

”What the hell is that?” A man in his mid-thirties threw a beer can in his hand with a rough cry, as hard as he could toward the man in front of him.

Puck! The can, half full of beer, hit the man in the head.

”Argh!” The man who was hit by a can of beer screamed and fell down.

Poowhat! At the same time, the beer from the can burst out and soaked the body of the man who had fallen on the floor.

”Do you think they seemed to be annihilated? Did they seem to be annihilated, or were they annihilated?”

The smell of beer rising like a haze, and a man in his mid-thirties... From the mouth of group leader Yang Seok-chun, who was called the Plunderer in Incheon City, angry words spilled out like thunder.

”Are you fucking kidding me, you bastards?” He was not satisfied with the beer cans, and he threw the things around him indiscriminately, including the beer cans that had not even opened yet, and even the bottles of liquor. He was clearly anger beyond control.

”Tanks! Tanks!”

But none of the people there thought his anger was overpowering.

”I sent tanks and they were annihilated! Can you believe that? You bastards!”

A tank.

Even for the users, it was a terrifying weapon, and no one had imagined defeat, of course. All he could imagine was the remnants of the violence the tank would produce. But those who put up the tanks were annihilated. What was worse, it was impossible to judge even if they were really annihilated.

”Fuck!”

No survivors, and even those who went to check on the situation did not come back. All of this was making his anger a reasonable anger, but not by much. Moreover, there was one more fact that angered him.

'My life is at stake for this work.' This was not just about looting survivors.

The story began with a man who came to Yang. He told Yang, ”The government forces in Seoul will soon enter Incheon City.”

'If we mess this up, we'll all die at the hands of the government troops!'

It was something Yang couldn't pass on.

Under the name the Plunderer, Yang and his fellow men committed numerous and terrible crimes.

Robbery, murder, rape, and arson were basic, they tortured people for boredom, and they kidnapped children as hostages and took food from the survivors. Those who suffered from the violence and witnesses were everywhere at Ganseok Ogeori.

If the government had done its job, Yang and his men would have been sentenced to death immediately.

'Damn it, damn it, damn it!'

But now the government was in a situation where it could not do the job, and the government would arrest Yang and execute him neatly on the spot by firing squad instead of life-time imprisonment.

'I have to run, I have to leave Incheon as soon as possible!'

But he can not make war against the government forces. He decided that he had to run away as soon as he heard the story.

'I need it.'

The problem was that there was no place to run away in the world now. It was a world full of monsters. The dragon's mouth was the only place he could get away from the tiger's.

So he needed the Cross of Paik Jung-joon, who was at the center of the survivor group.

'I need the Cross of that damn priest!'

If he had the thing that kept the monsters from approaching, he would be free from the threat of the monsters anywhere.

The man who told the story about the government army also participated in his plan. He also said he was a fugitive and needed the Cross of a Saint, and would help him get the cross.

The help Yang had received was how to operate the tanks, because the man knew how to drive the tanks and how to shoot the cannon. After learning how to operate the tanks, Yang sent them to finish the survivors' group. Naturally, the story should have ended there. It should have ended...

”Give me a real fucking reason! Find out why they were destroyed!”

It was not over. He was crazy and went mad.

”Bo-boss! Boss!” A man hurried into the factory, and he ran up to the angry Yang, looking like a ghost.

”What is it?”

Yang held a nearby bottle of wine, and if the man in front of him started talking about bullshit, he was going to hit his head with a bottle. But Yang never swung the bottle.

”A Black Knight is running wild!”

”What? A Black Knight?”

It was really crazy, and it was starting to get crazier.

12.

Thump! A horse climbed up on a car that had now become scrap metal. The horse was bizarre. It was not a living horse, for one thing, but a horse made of clay. And it was not a usual horse, either. Unlike a normal one, it had a spear in its chest.

Neigh!

Atop that harshly breathing horse, there was a knight wearing only lower body armor. He was a warrior rather than a highly experienced veteran who had been on a battlefield for many years.

The warrior was also made of clay, and the sword in his hand was also made of clay.

But there was no rugged or crude feeling anywhere about the horse, the warrior, and the sword in his hand. Rather, it was the opposite.

”What are you doing! Fight! Fight!”

The movement of the horse that leaped toward the plunderer who shouted out was more sleek and intense than a living horse. Shh!

The skill of the warrior made of clay, who wielded a sword, as the distance from the plunderer narrowed, was excellent, and the sharpness of the clay sword, which cut through a human body with a single stroke, was amazing. There was no crude or poor element anywhere.

”Oh, my God!” ”Where on earth does that monster come-”

In many ways, it could be explained by conventional common sense.

Tututu! Someone pulled their trigger at the rider. But it was useless, too.

Pook, pook-pook! The clay horse and the warrior's body were pierced by the rain of bullets, but that was all. The horse and the warrior did not shed blood, nor did they moan.

Neigh! The shots just caught its attention.

Bang, bang! The warrior crossed a vehicle like jumping over stepping stones, narrowed the distance to the gunman at a breath, and cut his opponent down with a single stroke.

Neigh! The clay horse did not stop there. It ran faster toward the next enemy.

'We're done.' The plunderers lost their wills to fight at a presence outside common sense.

Then, something else out of common sense happened. The clay warrior on the horse, who did not care about the rain of bullets, began to fade.

'Huh?' Soon it turned into a small clay sculpture.

”Where did he go?”

The plunderers, not many of whom were left, stared at this sight outside common sense.

Twang! An arrow without feathers came to them.

”Huh?”

The Arrow that had to be called a silent assassin began to kill the plunderers quietly.

'That's great.' Kim Tae-hoon, who watched all the scenes from the sky, looked at his right hand with his black-colored eyes.

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[Basic Abilities]

- Strength: 265