I'm still alive

This is the first time I've taken so many people with me. the fear of what may happen in the future The fear caught my ankle, but I strode vigorously and shook off the fear. If I am afraid, the whole party is afraid. You have to cheer up for Chae-yeon.

He tells the group not to scream at the terrible sight and walks down the familiar path that they have once passed. The bodies of soldiers and men who were treated when they first entered Seoul National University were not seen. And there were only small flesh and bone fragments in the place where we disposed of the body.

He tries to turn away and leads his party back on foot.

The cars we had crawled on had all the roofs crushed or collapsed by the side of the road. He represented the situation last night. The party and I walked away staring blankly at the sight. And before I knew it, there was a fork in the road.

I stopped at the crossroads heading to the main entrance of Sinseoul University. Then he looked at the group and told them to hide, and whispered to the old man, "I ask you to take this place for a while."

I leaned down and walked slowly, very slowly, to the fork. Then, he turned his head slightly and moved his vision to the main gate of Shin Seoul National University. All the bodies I saw in front of the main gate were gone. Instead, their bodies took over.

All of the bodies, which were occupied without any vacancies, were shot to death. As expected, they came here overnight. Looking at the main gate, the buses that were firmly blocking the place made cracks in the baguette, either because all the windows were broken or pushed slightly to the side.

The forces occupying Seoul National University must have had stronger firepower than expected, and their bodies were filled with corpses near the main gate. If they hadn't come, the fire would have focused on us. I was regretting my shooting, but seeing this scene made me think I did a good job for the first time.

The defense line blocking the front door was clearly breached. And there was no sign of popularity. I looked around for a long time just in case they were nearby. Fortunately, they didn't exist at close range. But it is too early to be relieved. I headed back to the party.

This is a road that has to pass. I asked the old man and his party how about crawling between the corpses. Lower your posture and crawl, you won't be able to see it from afar and no noise will occur. And the bodies will be an important cover for us to hide.

When I explained it like this, the old man nodded, saying, "It's a good idea," but the party looked at me with a face full of tiredness. Unexpectedly, Chae-yeon answered yes first. I guess you've been talking since then. The answer is often given. But I still couldn't say anything else.

Still, Chae-yeon's outspoken answer gave other party members a nod to see if they were encouraged.

There was no time to lose. I quickly led the party to the fork. And as I lay face down at the corner, all the people who were walking in a row bent down. Slowly I began to crawl between the bodies to make room.

Push it out with the gun and clean it up with your hands, creating enough room for one person to crawl.

A nasty smell stings my nose. I tried to ignore the vomit and focus on making a path. You can see a body with a broken head, a body with no upper body, and pieces of flesh and guts. I swallow the vomit that came up to the end of my neck by pushing it away with my hands as much as possible so that the group that comes after me won't see it.

In the back, you can already hear the sound of vomiting and a little bit by bit. I was upset by my apologies, but soon I grabbed my heart and bit my lips. In the gray jungle we are the underdogs at the bottom of the food chain.

To live, you have to crawl on the floor and hide among the bodies. I prayed in my heart that the party would get used to it.

Clearing the endless body and crawling hard. When I arrived at the halfway point, I looked back for a moment and repeated the device again, waiting for a group of people who had become a little tired. I could hear the sound of vomit here and there.

I used the sound as a driving force to build a path, putting the bodies aside. It must have been so long that I began to see dirt roads in the distance. I lifted my head slightly to make sure it was in the right direction and I was sure that was the way to the mountain.

The moment I lowered my head again with relief, the screams began to ring from behind.

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I had clearly stressed to the party not to scream. So far, the party has followed my instructions and showed rational behavior. Still, screaming means something big has happened.

I jumped up instinctively. Then there was an old man running fast from behind. And when I turned to the party, a man without a lower body was dragging a piece of internal organs and hitting Chae-yeon and the girl.

He stuck his teeth out to bite his neck. The girl covered Chae-yeon in her arms and pushed her away with her hands, as if she was trying to protect her. Kang Soo-ryeon, who was nearby, was also surprised and tried to shake them off, but it was not enough.

Time flies slowly. My body was moving before I knew it. Chae-yeon bursts into tears and an old man runs in a hurry from afar. The man who was hiding in the body crawled here desperately as soon as humans approached him.

It's my fault. If I'd paid a little more attention, if I'd paid a little more attention......... this would not have happened. It was so relaxing. Totally careless! I ran desperately in that short time, blaming myself a lot.

He pointed his hidden teeth at the girl. When an old man comes, he is late. And even if I run, I'm late. I instinctively picked up the gun in a situation where my neck was about to be bitten. There was no hesitation.

I'll put the target on his head. And the moment his teeth almost touched the girl's neck, I pulled the trigger without hesitation. His head exploded with a bang and a long shot rang out. A stone fell again on the quiet surface.

I put the gun down and shouted loudly.

'Everyone get up and run to the mountains!'

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I ran towards Chae-yeon. He kicked off the guy with a broken head and raised a girl and Chae-yeon. As soon as I shouted, the women and the children got up with a little scream. Some children collapsed as if their legs were loosened and some women were panicked.

But the confusion did not last long. The two women quickly came to their senses, began to take care of the children, and began to run in the direction I pointed. I picked up the gun in a hurry, giving Kang Soo-ryeon Chae-yeon.

Chae-yeon held my collar tightly so as not to fall away from me, but I clenched my teeth and took Chae-yeon away from my arms. Chae-yeon cried in tears, and Kang looked at me with anxious eyes.

I pointed my finger at the mountain without saying a word. Kang soon erased her anxious eyes and nodded firmly.

My nerves are throbbing. It sounds like a siren from the head that says it's dangerous. I can hear them screaming from all sides. A single shot portrays hell once again. The old man opened his mouth as soon as he came to me.

'I'll take the time.'

I feel cold. I shook my head, exhaling out of the hot air.

'I'll lure you in. Take your party to the mountain.'

The old man grabbed me by the shoulder as if he couldn't accept it. And he opened his mouth in a hurry up and said, No, I was going to tell you. I cut off the old man's words in the middle. There was no time for such a scuffle.

Before I knew it, I put the heads of the men who ran close to the target and pulled the trigger. He fell back only after six shots were hit by a shaky target. I breathed out a harsh breath and shouted at the old man.

'I've got a better chance of winning!'

We shouldn't let them go after the party. If you think about their abilities, at least they're annihilated. That means Chae-yeon will die too! That should never happen.

I came all the way here alone in the city. I was confident that I would hide from them if it was daytime, not night. But the old man is not. On the surface, he looks old, but compared to me, he is less physically fit.

The old man claims to be bait himself. When the fishing is over, the bait is gone. But Luer doesn't. I have to be a luer myself. I remind you of the promise I made with Chae-yeon. I'll go back no matter what.

The old man bit his lips and fired a series of shotguns at the men running from the opposite direction, as if he knew what I was thinking. Then, put down the sports bag in a hurry and take out the ammunition cabinet and fill it with the belt that you brought.

I could see them running over the crippled front door barrelate. I fired a gun at the place and emptied one of my ammunition in an instant. Quite a few fell down after being hit by bullets, but there were more who got back up.

I reached out and tied the old man's belt around my neck. The old man also looked at me for a moment while firing a shotgun toward the main gate. In those eyes, I looked at the old man without saying anything. Many emotions come and go as the eyes cross. The old man told me.

"I believe...….’

Then the old man ran toward the party.

I heard a call from the party. This young voice was obvious to Chae-yeon. My pronunciation was so crushed that I couldn't hear what I was saying, but the sorrow in it shook me violently. I wanted to put the gun down right away and run over there. But I couldn't.

I'm sure he's crying. How long has it been since we broke up and met? Once again, I put a nail in Chae-yeon's chest.

The moment I turned my head, I felt like I was going to collapse on my own. I could feel something coming up from inside. It stings under my eyes and I feel suffocated. I screamed like I couldn't breathe.

I'll be right there!'

Then he began to run quickly to the other side of the party. The splints were unwrapped by the rough movement. A distant cry catches my ankle. But even the sound of crying falls off like a splint.

I began to run the death line. Breathless, but I didn't stop running.

They're fast. And blind. I played hard, but sometimes I turned my head and pulled the trigger on them. Of course, there were more stray bullets than hit, but I didn't shoot them to hit them. I just needed to get their attention.

As time goes by, all the eyes of them around here are on me. They step on the body, they step on each other, and they start running on me. The sight makes my heart throb violently. Fear thrusts me to the brink of death.

Those far-off parties are no longer visible. Praying for the old man's good guidance, I run wildly over the floor with empty ammunition. They were too fast. I looked back again, putting in the ammunition, and swallowed my saliva when I saw them approaching quickly.

I looked everywhere, running recklessly. Where are we headed? Where should I go? But I did not forget the purpose, so I tried to stay as far away from the party as possible. And the moment I looked ahead, I ran into a guy from the corner.

He rushed at me without a moment's thought. I picked up the gun in a hurry, but it was so close that I ran into him before I picked it up. The Supreme Prosecutors' Office naturally got stuck in his abdomen. However, his strength has not diminished, as to whether he was fatally wounded.

I pulled the trigger reflexively and fired the bullet. The bullet wrecked his stomach, but he pushed me as hard as he could. I screamed, clenched my fist and slapped him in the face.

But he smelled awful, clinging his teeth to me without showing any signs of pain. I couldn't overcome that strength and eventually fell back and he naturally climbed up onto me.

I tried to pull the gun and the sword out of the fall, but I couldn't do it because of the man's constant beating. I held him reflexively and pushed him to bite my neck. He continued to fight with him, shouting and shouting.

He flung his teeth at my neck, squeezed his tongue, and uttered a creepy groan. There was only one view that he looked at, unconditionally, towards my neck. I grabbed him by the neck and pushed him around with my hand. But there was nothing caught.

Then I instinctively pulled out a bullet wound around my neck. Then he screamed and hit a bullet in the top of his head. Fear clouded the view. When I was about to lose strength in my hands, I grabbed my fingernail tightly and swung it hard and stuck it in his head.

The thought of wanting to live moves all the muscles to the limit once again. When I put it down 10 times, I could feel something breaking at the fingertips when my teeth and neck were close.

His power is weakening. The head is broken. I bit my lips, raised my feet, and kicked him in the stomach. Then he struggled out and pulled the sword out of his abdomen when he fell backwards. When the sword was pulled out roughly, something very disgusting flowed down the mutilated abdomen.

I pressed the trigger hard against the flinching man's head and fired. With the sound of the puck, his head exploded in a moment, and his brain water flowed down. When I turned my view, I saw them approaching 100 meters.

It's well over fifty. And there's more behind it. At least hundreds! Many of those guys were running towards me with their tongues sticking out. I pulled the trigger with a scream. My ears are numb.

There was little aim of incapacitation because of the randomness. Click, click, hit the empty air with the ball. I grabbed and pulled the empty ammunition out.

You have to run. You have to live. You have to live and run to live. I wiped away tears from fear by punching my hard-fisted thighs as if it had reached a limit. Then he turned and started running again.