I Ended Up Arriving at the Special Forces (2)
I Ended Up Arriving at the Special Forces (2)
"Kelrot-ssi, you were shot. Let's go to the hospital first."
Yun Seol-ha looked at me with worried eyes. Acting unfazed, I thumped my side and replied.
"My combat suit has healing functions. I'm already fully recovered."
Yun Seol-ha's eyes widened as she asked.
"Your combat suit has healing functions too? But how could you recover so quickly?"
Her disbelief was understandable. Even if healing functions existed, ordinary combat suits couldn't treat gunshot wounds this rapidly.
"Kelrot-ssi, you were seriously injured. We need to go to the hospital."
"Tsk, well..."
To reassure the anxious woman, we moved to a nearby café. After sitting down, I lifted my shirt to show her the completely healed wound on my side.
"See? Fully healed, right?"
Yun Seol-ha covered her mouth in shock.
"It really is! How did you recover so fast?"
Not wanting to explain everything, I changed the subject.
"Was the training difficult?"
Yun Seol-ha's face flushed red. She shyly covered her chest as she answered.
"What choice do I have? To perform Special Forces missions, I need to produce breast milk."
"Breast milk?"
Ah, I'd momentarily forgotten. For a month, Yun Seol-ha had undergone Physical Modification to lactate daily. Her augmented breasts had been altered to produce enough milk to satisfy Oist mercenaries, with heightened sensitivity to make her easily aroused - likely ensuring she couldn't refuse their sexual advances.
Imagining this woman, who shared my first love's appearance and name from my past life, surrendering her body to Oist mercenaries made unbearable rage rose up within me.
But realizing this Yun Seol-ha was a different person from my past life's love calmed me.
As an illegal immigrant, joining the Special Forces was her only path to survival without constant death threats. If she chose to have relations with Oist mercenaries, that was her decision.
If I disliked that, I could take responsibility for her. But I didn't want to do that simply because she resembled my past love.
Having organized my thoughts, I felt lighter. I decided to maintain a casual relationship with her, like with the women I'd met when called the Wasteland's Sexy Guy.
"Ah yes, you've started producing breast milk."
Though I hadn't undergone the Virtual Reality Device's Body Modification Program, X had already transformed me into a milk-producing body - putting us in the same situation.
I slid into the seat beside Yun Seol-ha and roughly grabbed her enlarged augmented breasts with both hands.
She flushed crimson with embarrassment, trying to push my hands away.
"Ke-Kelrot-ssi, people are watching."
"Heheh, let's see how much they've grown."
I ordered her to remove her stiff bra. Though she gave me a reproachful look, Yun Seol-ha reluctantly complied under my insistence.
Soft giant breasts pressed against her shirt. When I scraped her areola with a fingernail, sweet moans escaped her lips.
"Ah, Kelrot-ssi, don't... People can see... If you do it so hard, hngg..."
I felt surrounding tables go quiet as people watched us from the corners of their eyes.
Ignoring them, I forcefully squeezed Yun Seol-ha's milk jugs.
Squiiish. Squiiiiiiish.
Her breast milk erupted inside the shirt, darkening the fabric over her chest into a lewd display. As I kept kneading her helpless milk jugs, breast milk pooled thickly beneath the table.
"Kelrot-ssi, stop now."
"Just a bit more."
I pulled her breasts out through the shirt. When I sucked her swollen, erect nipples, sweet flavor filled my mouth.
Squeezing breast milk into both our coffee cups, Yun Seol-ha tightly closed her eyes in embarrassment and leaned against me. Her latte now emitted a sweet, lewd scent. After licking all the milk from her breasts, I straightened her disheveled shirt.
"Haa, haa... Don't do this again. Promise...?"
"Got it, won't happen. You should try some too. I'm starting to understand why those Oist bastards crave this milk."
Though reluctant at first, Yun Seol-ha took one sip of her breast milk latte, then gulped it all down after being tempted by the sweet odor. Bowing her head shyly, she whispered:
"Next time... I want to try yours, Kelrot-ssi."
"M-mine?!"
"N-no! I'm sorry!!"
Her unexpected words left me flustered.
Before leaving the café, I called Aris again to confirm the Special Forces location. Though quite distant, X's top speed could get us there in half a day.
After two hours of chatting while flying, conversation lapsed into silence.
While wondering what to talk about, I remembered the notification that appeared when I awoke from the Virtual Reality Device.
The Deathworm Killer title, right?
Among the on-screen icons, I selected the medal-shaped one displaying my 'Deathworm Killer' title. The medal depicted a deathworm with gaping jaws.
When I equipped the title, a notification appeared:
[You have equipped the Deathworm Killer title. Deathworms receive Fear debuff. Damage dealt to Deathworms increases by 500%.]
A dedicated deathworm hunting title. No matter how efficient, having seen them endlessly in the Virtual Reality Device, I wanted no part of them for now.
Moreover, the memory of a billion squirming deathworms raining down was too horrific.
Ugh... No, just no...
While lost in these memories, I felt Yun Seol-ha trembling.
"Seol-ha, are you hurt?"
"Those people are being attacked!!"
Following her finger, I saw nomads being assaulted by ghouls.
While regular ghouls could be handled by the nomads' revolvers, their rocket launchers couldn't scratch the Giant Ghoul.
"Kelrot-ssi, let's help them."
Yun Seol-ha was excessively kind. Well, they made good test subjects for my enhanced abilities.
Moving above the battlefield, I unleashed my minigun on the ghoul horde.
Ratatatatatatatatat! Ratatatatatatat!
When the dust from bullet streams settled, an unexpected scene unfolded.
"Huh?"
Both regular ghouls and the Giant Ghoul had been obliterated beyond recognition. I'd expected the Giant Ghoul to survive, but my stat increases must have significantly boosted combat power.
"Kelrot-ssi is truly amazing."
Yun Seol-ha gazed at me tearfully, hands clasped in moved admiration.
"Well, this much is nothing special."
Amid the nomads' cheers, we headed for Special Forces headquarters. Yun Seol-ha kept trembling inexplicably, though no attacks occurred around us.
As the sky reddened near sunset, we reached the location Aris provided - a closed amusement park.
Staring blankly at the main gate, Yun Seol-ha hesitantly spoke.
"This... can't be the place."
I agreed. What were we supposed to do here?
Irritated, I called Aris. After a long wait, she answered in a hushed voice.
"Important meeting. Why'd you call?"
"Did you give me the wrong location?"
"Go inside. There's a Sling Gun - ride that. It's safe, don't worry. Busy, hanging up."
Click.
"Hey! Hey!! How do we even ride that thing?!"
Calling Aris again yielded only dial tones. She clearly wouldn't answer.
"Haa, Seol-ha, let's just go."
Entering the amusement park with her, we followed signs pointing toward the 'Sling Gun'. Passing common pre-war amusement rides, we reached the Sling Gun - a giant slingshot-shaped device. It appeared to launch capsules containing passengers.
That Aris bitch... better be trustworthy.
The dubious-looking ride inspired zero confidence. Wearing X, I prepared to escape with Seol-ha if needed.
Maybe I should've just appeased that Battalion Commander bastard and taken a transport plane.
I recalled his bisected final moments. That would've been easier for everyone - and he'd still be alive.
Standing before the rocket pod entrance with mixed feelings, a nearby vending machine suddenly stood up and approached us.
"What the-? What is that?"
"Kyaaaaah!! Kelrot-ssi, I'm scared...!!"
Holding Seol-ha, I aimed my Hardcore Saw at the walking vending machine.
A legged vending machine attack? What kind of bullshit situation was this?
The machine stopped before us, made a "Clunk-clank, clunk-clank" beverage-dropping sound, then bowed. Its mechanized voice announced:
"Welcome to Airland, recruits. Please board the Sling Gun to join headquarters."
A vending machine-shaped guide robot - its creator clearly had terrible taste.
After calming Seol-ha, we boarded the Sling Gun capsule.
"For your safety, please fasten seatbelts. Device activation imminent."