Chapter 580
The two-star general turned on the stun gun, then threw it onto the floor.
“Grrrk...!”
“Urgh!”
The infected were electrocuted and convulsed on the floor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Please, please, please...”
Blood was streaming down the pilot’s hand.
Because the lock had been wrapped with a chain, it wouldn’t break easily.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Ah...”
Yoo Yeonji held Hyeonmok, who had half-fainted from fever, in her arms and gritted her teeth. Hot tears dripped from her eyes.
At that moment,
everyone was thinking the same thing.
-TT___TT Please
-Let’s not kill anyone else here, just out of basic conscience
-But even if everyone survives, can that many people even fit in the helicopter...
-The survivors from other floors aren’t gonna hear the noise and come too, right T_T
-Where did the gangsters go?
-Ah I’m shaking so hard, my heart hurts
-TT_TT Yeonji, Hyeonmok TT_TT
Every time noise came from the rooftop, the infected on the lower floors rushed up like mad. They could no longer hold them back with electrocution.
Wearing a helmet, Kim Kangil swung an IV pole and struck the infected. The grimacing soldier joined him too.
“Hup!”
The security chief sweated heavily as he dealt with the infected.
But handling them alone was a little too much, and in the instant he let his guard down—
-Ahhhhhh
-Nice TT_TT
-Jihwa
-Kyaaaaaaaah, ah, I love this so much T_T
-I’m losing it, my Jihwa
On Jihwa’s sharp arrow pierced into the infected person’s nape.
On Jihwa pulled the arrowhead out from the collapsing infected.
Then she shot again at the next infected charging in.
She didn’t even need a preparation motion.
Because she possessed terrifying accuracy.
It was a moment that highlighted the sharpness of the youngest national team member and gold medalist.
“Ugh, gross!”
The VIP ward nurse, hiding behind the two-star general, cried and flailed her arms.
The banging from upstairs grew louder and louder.
“Just a little more, just a little...!”
The pilot’s hand was no longer merely bleeding. It was covered in blood. It looked like one more push would do it, but the ring remained by a hair’s breadth and would not come loose.
And then it happened.
-Holy shit
-Ah fuck
-No 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
-Aaaaaaaaah
-Don’t kill Myeong Jeha, fuck
As the infected gradually swarmed in, the VIP nurse made a decision.
She took off the smartwatch on her wrist.
Everyone had been swallowed by fear and forgotten, but even without a phone, a watch alone could make sound perfectly well.
She opened the alarm app, selected an alarm sound,
...
“Uh, fuck!”
and threw the watch to the opposite side.
The side where the soldier and Kim Kangil were.
The infected, sensitive to noise, all rushed toward one place.
Bbam-bbam-bbam, bbam, bbam, bbam-bbam-bbam—
The bright, cheerful music did not suit the situation at all.
Clank.
“It’s open! It’s open!”
At the voice from above, the nurse smiled brightly, shoved the two-star general aside, and ran up the stairs.
“Aaagh! Aaaagh!”
Surrounded by infected, the soldier ended up infected with a scream.
Watching from the opposite side, the two-star general gave up on rescuing him and immediately followed the nurse.
Since all the infected had heard the sound and rushed to one side, his escape was relatively easy.
Kim Kangil fought.
Fought.
And fought again.
He endured with the single conviction that he could not collapse here, but—
“Grrk!”
“Grrrrk...!”
There were too many infected to handle.
Myeong Jeha, who had also been desperately holding out alone while swinging an IV pole, had reached his limit.
“Ah...”
A crawling infected bit his thigh.
Myeong Jeha lost his balance and staggered, and the infected seized the opening, swarming around him and opening their mouths wide.
Myeong Jeha fell to the right with a thud.
His eyes, hidden beneath the helmet, came into view.
Was it because the rims of his eyes were dyed red?
The pain was clearly conveyed through the screen.
Even though his whole face could not be seen, Myeong Jeha’s emotions could be felt.
More than fear of death.
More than rage at this moment.
More than agony.
More than pain.
His eyes were filled with worry for the younger sibling who would be left alone.
Tears gathered along his straight nose bridge, then flowed down the other side.
-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
-Ah what about Yujin
-Hah fuck TT_TT
-My heart hurts so much I could die
-Is it okay to kill off a man with a family like this?
-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Holy shit, please
On top of him.
On top of him.
Again and again, higher and higher.
The infected climbed onto the fallen bodies, until the two of them disappeared from view.
“A helicopter! It’s the helicopter! We’re saved!”
Grinning so widely her mouth nearly split, the nurse ran up the rooftop stairs.
Then she boarded the helicopter first.
The two-star general, who followed behind while panting, called somewhere.
-The person you are calling is unavailable at this time...
“What are you doing? We need to go already! Hurry!”
At the VIP ward nurse’s shout, the two-star general frowned.
“The person with the key has not arrived yet.”
“You can’t reach my mom?”
On Jihwa grabbed the two-star general’s shoulder and asked urgently.
Her expression was completely different from before.
One thing was certain.
She had lost her composure.
That much was clear.
On Jihwa hurriedly tried to go back down the rooftop stairs, but Yoo Yeonji, who had come carrying Hyeonmok, grabbed her.
“Where are you going alone!”
...
“Let’s wait for now. The Planning and Coordination Director’s office should’ve been much safer than other places... There won’t be any danger.”
Yoo Yeonji gave On Jihwa a look and climbed half a floor up the rooftop stairs.
The dark night sky.
Rain was falling.
After they loaded collapsed Hyeonmok onto the helicopter, a message came to the two-star general’s phone.
[We’ll arrive soon]
“They say they’ll arrive soon!”
He shouted to On Jihwa, who was half a floor below.
And then—
Bang!
A cracking sound came from the rooftop door.
* * *
“Mr. President. You must make a decision.”
Once again, the scene shifted to the president’s underground bunker.
Beside the stiff-faced president, the leadership began arguing fiercely again.
“Say something that makes sense! Give up Seoul? Don’t be ridiculous!”
“Do you know how many people live in Seoul?”
“Is that what matters right now? The same symptoms are appearing all over the world!”
“Well said. Then we should wait and see what America does first, then follow. What if we blockade Seoul on our own and face the backlash?”
“Even at this very moment, the death toll is rising...”
The clash of opinions was heated.
Beyond the screen, the current situations in various countries were being broadcast.
Just then, the anchor on an American news broadcast went out into the field and was bitten in the nape.
The screen went black.
London, Tokyo, Canberra...
Everyone’s situation was not much different.
...
The president merely stared blankly at the scene.
An unprecedented national crisis.
An enormous population equal to one-fifth of the entire nation.
Impeachment.
His political career.
Approval ratings.
The ruling party and the opposition.
How to handle the aftermath.
Countless things weighed him down.
“Mr. President! A decision!”
* * *
“Ah... I almost died...”
The rooftop door opened.
“Hello?”
The gangsters appeared, carrying the funeral hall employee on their back.
They laughed emptily as they climbed the rooftop stairs.
“Hey, we’re alive. We survived!”
“There’s even a helicopter on the roof. We’re set.”
“Hic... thank you, thank you...!”
The gangster licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue and offered the two-star general a friendly handshake.
“My, my. You’ve been through a lot.”
“...You’ve also been through a great deal.”
“Judging by the look of you, you seem like someone pretty high up. What the hell is going on?”
“I don’t know the details. But it’s certainly an unprecedented situation.”
The gangster boss looked at the funeral hall employee and smiled.
“An unprecedented situation. Right. It really was so hectic! Yes. Still, people need to help each other in times like this.”
“...Yes. You’ve done a hard thing. Helping others in this situation is admirable.”
“When does this thing take off?”
“The person with the key will arrive soon.”
“Aah... I see.”
The gangster looked at the two-star general and asked,
“But is this the only one? For us, I mean.”
Tense music began to play.
“The helicopter will head to the division stationed in Bupyeong, ten minutes from here. As soon as we arrive, we’ll request support, so if you wait here for about ten minutes—”
“Come on... don’t be like that. Let’s send only the injured first. That lady over there looks perfectly fine, doesn’t she?”
The gangster pointed at the VIP ward nurse inside and grinned.
Come to think of it, the men around him—
-There are more of them than our side
-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Now that Kim Kangil’s gone, our team has no bastard of its own
-;;The two-star general is one thing, but how is the security chief supposed to handle the rest alone?
-Ah this is so scary
-Please don’t do this T_T
-Fuck, just get out already
“Lady, get out.”
“W-Who are you to order me around! I’m absolutely not getting out!”
The gangster grabbed the VIP ward nurse’s arm and forcibly dragged her out.
The two-star general grabbed his arm.
“You’re telling us to just wait?”
...
Just as the two-star general looked troubled for a moment—
“When a person is asking!”
Paring knives were everywhere in a hospital.
“You a favor!”
The gangster pulled a knife from his coat and stabbed the VIP ward nurse in the stomach.
Then he immediately pulled the knife out and threw her at the two-star general.
“Kyaah!”
Yoo Yeonji, who was sitting in the back of the helicopter, hurriedly covered Hyeonmok’s face.
The moment the two-star general caught the nurse after she lost her balance, the gangsters around them slashed both of them.
“Huh? S-Sir...!”
The funeral hall employee called out to him in confusion, but the gangster did not smile at him like before.
“Fuck, I went through all that shit keeping you alive just so I could pretend to be nice... but it didn’t work.”
The gangster wiped the blood from his cheek.
“Ggh... you people...”
The two-star general was still alive.
Looking down at him, the gangster raised the knife high again.
And then—
“Kheugh... ngh...”
In his neck.
Precisely in his carotid artery.
“Boss!!!”
An arrow flew in.
Half a floor below, On Jihwa was aiming her bow at him.
Standing in the rain,
with clear, sharp eyes.
-😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
-Jihwa
-Aaagh, holy shit
-Holy shit
-This team has Captain Korea
-TT__TT I got chills
-I’m so proud of our baby I could die
The dark rooftop.
Everyone was half a floor above.
She was below.
Her face was soaked transparent and pale in the falling rain.
Her ponytail tied high.
Her sports jersey zipped up to the base of her throat.
And right then—
Rumble...
An ominous sound echoed from far away, along with a flash of blue light.
A bolt of lightning illuminated her coldly furious face.
Bang!
Along with that sound, On Jihwa released the arrow she had been aiming.
Another man fell.
“That fucking bitch!”
One of them tried to come down the stairs, swinging the knife in his hand, but failed.
“Boss!”
Because On Jihwa was faster at drawing an arrow and aiming at him.
She was a human weapon trained over countless hours.
“Hey, you crazy bitch! We’ll kill this bastard too—”
For a gold medalist, one second was enough to pierce a human throat.
* * *
“Ah!!!”
IP 85.152 felt a thrill unlike anything before.
They should have been exhausted after staying up all night, but their awakened brain was far too clear and lively.
Blood, sweat, tears.
And rain.
O Seonyul, who had directed all the things that suited Han Yeoreum so well into a single scene, was truly insane.
The feeling of being overwhelmed by those clear eyes visible beyond the sharp arrowhead.
It was truly a legendary scene like no other.