# April Vengeance (7)
On the 11th floor of the deck was an onboard gym. Three entry corridors, one stairway to the 10th floor deck and two corridors to get inside the hull. It is narrow. It is a good place to welcome many with limited firepower. It would be possible to block the corridor with the remains of a mutant. Winter has already had a similar experience at Ataskadero State Hospital.
‘It was an obstacle at the time. ’
The story of chasing the first Trickster across the wall of a living corpse.
There were massage and fitness rooms when I went further into the gym. There is only one entrance to the massage room. The fitness room was only accessible through the massage room.
The cabin is still powered. There was also a large audio in the fitness room.
[Will it work?]
Draw the hungry to the winter plot, raising questions of the FBI investigator.
[Mutants' intelligence has increased more than ever. The evidence is that the size of the mutants that are attracted to noise makers is decreasing every day. How much can I attract with just simple noise…….]
Noise Maker. Noise Generator installed by the Department of Defense in thousands of pollution sites. At first, there were many variants whenever they started. It's different now. Variants learning the noise patterns of noise makers are no longer swarming. Occasionally, it is destroyed.
It wasn't unnecessary. It'll erase the noise from the operation anyway.
“It's worth a shot, though. I wish I could, but I have to think of another way. It's a burden to search the backyard of an unknown enemy, without any internal structure. Risks should be avoided at all costs. How about you? Is it still quiet? ”
[Yes, because I'm in a safe place. I'm worried about you.]
She was in the boiler room. It was used to generate steam for saunas, not boilers that power engines. It exists one by one in each corridor that enters the gym.
If winter attracts a group of mutants successfully, she will immediately come out and pull down the hallway firewall. To make sure we keep our enemies locked up.
“Then let's get started. ”
Winter after radio, switch to audio. I have to choose music……. Why is there a classic? Winter was thin. Between the titles for yoga and aerobics, Beethoven's destiny symphonies were very heterogeneous. Looks like a test song.
Perfect timing. If you keep flowing out after you've been lured, it's going to be a pain in the ass. The symphony was long enough, and it would end up playing in one song. Play to maximum volume.
Kwakwakwakwang!
The enormous volume. I'm surprised at winter by the playback. I feel like I'm getting hit by a sound.
Run quickly and hide in the dressing room. We should be able to count those that pass through the breach. Waiting for footsteps with your ears to the ground.
The sound of the footsteps overlaps. There was a floor like Deloix in the street, and a floor below.
The numbers were below expectations. Australian variants are no longer sharing their roles. These were probably scouts from each subgroup. The light leaks through the door several times.
Once inside, it's quiet. We need to make them scream something unique. We have to make them run around shouting. There's a new host here. We need to infect them. Without Howling, the rest of the herd will not gather.
I know. I've been waiting, but there's no other way.
By the way, there were plenty of mirrors in the fitness room. ’
Can they recognize mirrors? Even with animal intelligence, that level is decidedly different. Winter reminds me of dogs and cats who are surprised to see themselves reflected in the mirror.
The variants of this ship have not yet decomposed. It is like a freshly born wild animal.
Possibly. Winter pushes the door carefully. As a luxury passenger, the well-maintained hinges do not make old noises. The hallway is empty. A boy moving silently with increased movement correction looks at the massage room with his back against the wall.
There's a mutant lurking around. The rest went to the fitness room. Approaching from behind, you twist your head. Woodpeck! Grab the chin and the back of the head and kill it. He can't make a sound, but snow rolls and finds winter. A black tongue crawls out. I wriggled like a bug.
Winter now faces the mirror from afar.
Kieeek!
Three mutants cling to the mirror. Bang bang! I smashed it with my fist and made it crack. Again, I don't yet understand the concept of mirrors. Winter turned and ran without a doubt. I hear the sound of a boy knocking at the mirror as he moves away into a world that cannot be chased away.
It was a problem because the lure was so good.
How long has it been since the search party reversed the hallway? Huge numbers and masses pour in. The magnitude of the initial projections. When I filled the fitness room and massage room, I was going to block it with bulkheads, but I flooded the hallway outside.
[Lieutenant, what's the situation? Did you block your way?]
“No, wait a minute. There are so many of them, I'm trapped. ”
Yes?!]
Frightening FBI investigator.
[Are you okay?!]
“Right now.”
[Is there any way out?]
“Well, I don't know. There are two ways. We can sit here until they disperse, or we can somehow break through. ”
Both are dangerous choices. In the former case, there was no guarantee that the variants were just scattered. Grouped animals behave in a organized manner. If you start to search the perimeter, an isolated defensive battle is inevitable. It would have consumed a lot of ammunition even if it survived.
The latter had nothing to say. Only what winter expects is the possibility of mutants interfering with each other in confined spaces.
‘It might be hard to believe that one. ’
Investigators were also negative.
[It's too dangerous! I'd rather attract them!]
“Don't do it. That would be dangerous. ”
With this number, even winter is hard to guarantee. Despite strengthening your combat strength just before boarding. The limitations of being strong are obvious to one person. It was meaningless to be overwhelmed by overwhelming numbers in a limited environment. I don't know if I've reached the realm of God with even one combat skill.
A rumbling sound. Winter pushes quietly through the door, peering into the narrow crevices. For a moment, you close the door and sigh.
There was something that smelled like a dog. Is the olfactory object developed? Can we find it here? If possible, how long before it's discovered?
A piece of radio coming back at this point.
[I think I can help you.]
The investigator said he was going to blow up the boiler.
[Increase the pressure to maximum, then detonate the tube and wall with explosives. With a boiler this size, steam will run all over the hallway. Maybe we can use it instead of smoke. It's a steam explosion, so there's less risk of fire. I'd like to hear from the lieutenant.]
Winter didn't forget about the smoke either. We just didn't have enough smoke. Too much space to cover with two smoke grenades.
A boiler that supplies steam to large saunas may be possible.
Even if it fails, it'll draw attention to itself.
“Okay, here we go. How long will it take?”
It will take time to increase the pressure. When asked, the agent blurs the answer.
[I don't know.Have you ever dealt with an institution like this……. I figured out how to manipulate it somehow.]
“Okay, I'll wait. ”
[Are you confident to come out when you have smoke?]
“Leave that to me. ”
[…….]
Agent Gibson doesn't ask questions anymore.
Quiet waiting time. Thump, thump! It sounds like the door is smashing in somewhere. Mutants have been persistently searching. The possibility that the Seeker saw something worthless, with the intelligence of the beast, was far too imaginative. It was a human relic to be frustrated by imagining failures that had not yet occurred.
Bang, bang, bang! The sound of violent cracking continues to come.
Agent Gibson's not on the line yet. It's a large facility, so it will take less time to reach the limit of pressure. In the meantime, boom, boom, boom. It felt like part of a symphony.
I don't think I can avoid a fight. Winter has checked the weapons. It will be a fight without a place to stand. One malfunction could have resulted in death.
We have to hold out until the smoke clears.
It would be better if there was enough room.
Finally, a sniffing sound catches up to your back. For winter, he leans against the door, whispering in his ear. Winter, who changed her posture, brought the gun to the door. Knock, knock, knock. It's too small to be sure, but you can't ignore it. Knock, knock.
And it counts inside.
Three, two, one.
Bang! The gunfire echoes indoors. A dull vibration that is then transmitted to the soles of the feet. The man who smelled it must have had a hole in his head. Here, I knocked you over the ear.
The door shakes chaotically. Dark rooms, rocking doors. Forced recall of childhood. Winter was also in the room. Locked the door to keep the monsters out. The drunk father was a monster. He screamed non-human. He acted non-human.
I feel like I've come to a familiar world.
Here, we can fight things that resemble humans, but not humans. Even if it was just a misunderstanding, winter was good.
No, I loved it.
Winter shoots through locked doors. Bang, bang, bang! The goal was to stack the bodies at the door. The door opens inward, so the way out will not be blocked. We'll have to tear down the walls of the dead. The dead blood spills through the doorway.
Kwak 'jic! The hand that breaks through the bullet hole. There's a white spot on the back of my hand. Reflexively shot, but the bone is cracked. Dirty hands grope inside the door. Winter pierces the blade before it reaches the hilt. A gap between the blotches, a fracture with muscles instead of bones.
Aaaaaaah!
Screams of special variants with nails on their hands. Winter empties a single magazine aiming for the clearest direction. If we can catch the one with the exoskeleton, it won't be a waste.
A hole broken by a series of shots. There is a line of sight across the door. You only have one eye. Grrrgh. The monster growls with its bloody neck. Winter replaced the weapon. Immediately before the pistol fires, the creature thumps down. And bang! The door is shaking. The power to make hinges sag.
Winter pushes the door with its feet, and the shooting continues.
Beethoven is still resounding.
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# Q&A
Q. Guaaaaak: How many times do I have to spend 40,000 years to see all this? blah blah blah blah blah blah
A, um... ten times? You have to sleep ten nights to be an adult.
Q. Shi Won-sup: How many people does the blah blah blah blah blah tank of @ spy work in winter?
A. A lot depends on the situation. You can't beat a chariot with pure strength, so maybe it's less than three years old... Haha.
Q. PAM: How long will the magical Conch Goong winter last?
A. ZKQKEL: @ Sorago-dong: No