Chapter 156
Chapter 156
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 156
Chapter Title: The Crazies of This Area Are Us - 3
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Tough Body.
It looked like a great skill, but according to Dajeong's explanation, it couldn't stretch limbs like rubber.
There were physical limits, after all.
I asked while running.
"Then what's so good about it?!"
"It's a compound skill! Physical resistance! Elemental resistance! Skin regeneration!"
The sword user running beside us was startled.
"That's jackpot."
What kind of skill combined three effects?
And skin regeneration was the effect from the Elderwood sap.
Dajeong slapped her own butt.
"My skin suddenly feels amazing! Sung-ho, you're gonna love it, right?"
"Why would I care if your skin got better?"
"Sword bro! He's pretending not to know again!"
Seok-hyeon would have responded with something like "I'll punish you with sex later," but he just gave an awkward smile.
Still, he clearly looked pleased.
This was the kind of atmosphere he'd been craving.
We raced down to the platform and ran into Seok-hyeon midway.
It was sad how I'd gotten used to seeing him naked.
"Bunny!"
"Where are you guys running off to?"
Had I ever seen such an absurd uncle?
"You're the one running away. We're going to take out the sniffer and then look for you."
"Oh, right."
Seok-hyeon pointed to the bottom of the stairs.
"I tangled with the sniffer and bolted. It was no match."
If even Seok-hyeon said that, it meant he'd been overwhelmed.
Fists alone couldn't pierce the shield sniffer's toughness and defense.
"This should do the trick."
I opened a dimension slot and showed him the Pzf-3. He nodded.
"A rocket launcher makes for excellent diplomacy. Let's go. I'll take point."
We all shuddered almost in unison.
A mole leading the way would be better.
Dajeong snapped her fingers, sending the locust downward.
"Got it. I'll scout, so you guys run!"
"You only have one 'oppa' anyway."
"So noisy, Sung-ho oppa!"
The thought of hearing "oppa" in bed after this made my skin crawl.
Ignoring her, I ran, and she came charging after with the rest.
With the ghouls added, it was a sizable group.
The sniffer would flee at the sight.
I wanted to stuff Dajeong and the ghouls into the dimension gate, but pursuit came first.
Down at the platform, we saw the tents Seok-hyeon mentioned—tons of them.
They'd set up a full campsite.
A wooden fence surrounded it, blocking initial enemy intrusions.
Not that it mattered to us.
Dajeong pointed to the dark tracks.
"The shield sniffer bolted that way."
"Hold on, which direction is that?"
"West is that way... Magpie Owl Station."
"..."
But something else caught my attention.
Focusing, I sensed presences besides ours.
They were breathing shallowly, minimizing movement.
But I could hear faint heartbeats. What now?
They weren't shooting yet because they hadn't pinpointed us.
Bolting for the tunnel would mean bullets in our backs—obvious as day.
I gathered the group and whispered low.
"Raiders are hiding behind the tents. They outgun us, so no direct fight. I'll open a dimension gate—get inside."
"What about Sword bro?"
"Stay behind me. In the corner, the dimension wall can block it."
The dimension wall wasn't huge, but crouching would shield from most attacks.
Block, wait for them to check, then counterattack.
Sword user fidgeted with his chest pistol holster, anxious.
"Open the gate."
Dajeong and Seok-hyeon entered with the ghouls.
Just me and Sword user left.
We crept toward the tunnel.
Rustling sounds erupted.
"On three, we sprint to that corner."
"Got it."
"Two, three!"
The instant we bolted, gunfire cracked behind us.
Dozens of bullets rained down in seconds.
I shielded Sword user, backpedaling to the corner and hunching, deploying the dimension wall forward.
Tatata!
The raiders assumed we'd gone into the tunnel and unleashed full firepower.
The deafening shots left my ears ringing.
And then.
Boom!
An ominous sound rang out.
I spotted a grenade flying straight at us.
Nice round warhead, I thought—then blacked out.
Kaboom!
I came to sprawled on the ground.
Limbs numb, body burning.
No major pain—the dimension wall must've blocked the blast.
Lucky break.
"Sung-ho!"
Sword user helped me to cover in the corner.
"Y-you okay?"
"...Eh."
I wanted payback on the grenade lobbers, but killing even one made me a murderer.
No desire to use a resurrection scroll here either.
How to take down those dog bastards?
Freezing in place, I heard them approaching.
Now.
"Shh."
I pressed a finger to Sword user's lips, waiting.
Thinking us dead, they chatted casually.
"You idiot, you can't just grenade in here."
"One grenade per person? Bad math."
"Bullets aren't cheap either, morons. We sent 'em off clean, right?"
"You know killing next time makes you a murderer?"
"We'll finish you proper then. Stay sharp."
What total bullshit.
Pondering how to crush them, I spotted their shoes.
Body armor, but plain sneakers.
Should've at least worn boots.
I drew my pistol and aimed.
Suddenly, sniffing echoed from the tunnel.
A sniffer here?
Raiders noticed late and panicked.
"Fuck, it's back!"
"Run!"
No heavy weapons beyond grenades in their shelter, apparently.
Nothing short of an anti-tank rocket kills a sniffer.
Sword user poked my back.
"Sh-should we wait?"
"Yeah, probably."
Mutual destruction was best.
But the sniffer might come our way—prep needed.
As raiders fled, the sniffer charged out.
Huff, huff, huff!
I moved to open a gate, but it leaped, impaling a raider's chest with its long arm.
"Gaaah!"
Tatang!
Screams and shots mixed in the dark.
The platform erupted in gunfire.
Ignoring it, the sniffer swiftly attacked the raiders.
Feels damn good.
Tatata!
Raiders clustered against the sniffer, driven to the opposite tunnel.
Heading in?
I opened the gate, calling Seok-hyeon and Dajeong.
They emerged loudly, frustrated.
"Where are we?"
"Shh. Raider camp. Sniffer vs. raiders over there."
Dajeong snapped, summoning ghouls.
"Perfect. Backstab 'em. Bunny, prep."
"Scout first. Sniffer came from that tunnel."
"So cautious."
She sent an enhanced ghoul in, then frowned.
"Someone's in the tunnel."
"Who?"
"White coat... looks like a doctor."
A doctor in an abandoned subway tunnel?
I recalled Jang Won-taek's info.
Bupyeong City Hall Station, littered with unnatural monster corpses.
If the mad doctor suspected there was there had come here...
Did the sniffer die and bring him?
Dajeong said quickly.
"Up close, the doctor's muttering weird shit."
"Like what?"
"'I've been waiting for you'... something like that?"
Waiting for who?
I told her to pull the ghoul.
"Wait... ugh!"
She flinched, biting her lip.
"...Doctor charged and smashed the ghoul's head."
"No ordinary doc."
Specs like that Changwon killer.
Seok-hyeon swung his arm toward the tunnel; I stopped him.
Choices: kill mad doc and sniffer, or flee.
Fleeing went out the window.
Zombies and ghouls poured down the stairs in hordes.
Caw!
So many they tangled and fought among themselves.
Doc's trait, probably.
Dajeong sent a ghoul into the tunnel, tense.
"Monsters behind the doc. At least 100."
"We're trapped with our monsters..."
Sword user's voice trailed.
Seok-hyeon shook his head, clapping his shoulder.
"Nah, they're trapped with us."
Exactly.
I opened every dimension gate and slot, dumping weapons.
Pzf-3 first, then M72, M16 rifles, heavy gear, saved cold weapons, shields—piled on the floor.
Dajeong watched excitedly, then looked queasy as more poured out.
"What, so many?"
"Time to show the mad doc who's the real crazy in this zone."
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Major Kim Hyun-woo waited around the sports complex station.
His original mission was elsewhere.
But Jang Won-taek ordered surveillance—something off here.
With Lt. Jo and Lt. Im.
Both ex-enlisted, promoted for merits.
Jang personally pinned their bars:
—Not jumping from sergeant to lieutenant. Commissioned as lieutenants, promoted up. Remember that.
Classic Jang—rules first.
Wartime commissions; even Yi Beom-seok didn't complain.
They'd commissioned minimally trained folks before.
Anyway, the trio monitored survivors, not entering the station.
Then Lt. Im reported, startled.
"Company commander, sir! Big trouble."
Hyun-woo considered correcting him, but fresh lieutenant—old habits die hard.
"What is it?"
"Monsters swarming up over there."
"Drop the 'sir' already."
Lt. Jo smacked Im's helmet.
Hyun-woo silently scoped with binoculars.
Swallowed hard.
A massive monster horde heading this way.
Not quite—toward exit 4.
He agreed with Jo Seung-tae, counted roughly.
At least 200—no, 300+ into the station.
"Not normal."
Called auction house, relayed to gov shelter.
Jang appeared instantly.
Hyun-woo posted instantly.
Hiders panicked.
Damn it.
Hyun-woo bit his lip bloody.
Guns and blasts weren't the issue.
Why hesitate when they should bolt any exit?
Frustrated, Jo Seung-tae yelled obscenities.
Survivors finally spotted descending monsters.
Comments cut off. Jo panted harshly, bowed to Hyun-woo.
"Sorry, got frustrated..."
"...No. I'd have done it if you didn't."
Disobedient types everywhere.
Hyun-woo wondered: could he guarantee such fools wouldn't enter gov shelter later?
Even with synced allies short-handed, trolls? Chilling.
Trust president and chief to filter...
'They'll handle it.'
His role: act as president's hands and feet.
Lt. Im muttered cautiously.
"Veterans aren't coming out..."
"Went in bold; they have a plan."
But against that horde, plus sniffer? Doubtful.
Hyun-woo gazed at the exit, uneasy.
Veterans or not, tough to hold.
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Total war.
Everyone armed up.
We poured bullets into monsters surging from the tunnel.
Dajeong's enhanced zombies shone, forming a barrage despite poor aim, halting advances.
"Omol disinfectaa!"
Dajeong went full Rambo, guns akimbo, firing mercilessly.
Monsters trying platform entry flopped dead.
Cool as hell.
Meanwhile, Seok-hyeon plugged stairs with one adamant spear.
Spear slammed down; naked man spun like pole dancer.
Graceful leg extensions evoked a swan.
Thud thud!
Monsters tumbled from his kicks.
"For real."
Visual terrorism.
Not enough—he spread legs wide... stop there.
Any more, my eyes would rot.
I cleared raiders, checked the shield sniffer charging us.
Whoosh, boom!
Grenade hammered its belly.
Flash and blast, but it shrugged it off.
"Takes this much, huh."
I called Sword user shooting nearby monsters.
"Take that thing first!"
"Got it!"
His rifle barrage; sniffer shielded and endured.
I grabbed floor Pzf-3, unfolded launcher, disarmed safety.
"Seok-hyeon! Switch!"
"Sex!"
He swept monsters with spear, soared, landed before me.
Bits flopping wildly.
Next time, force armor on him.
Seok-hyeon grabbed rocket, wedged between thighs.
"You don't mean..."
Before I finished, he fired.
"Man's beam!"
Direct hit; sniffer swelled, burst everywhere.
Puhak!
Seok-hyeon thumbs-upped me.
"Guess we're the crazier ones."
Speak for yourself.
The Crazies of This Area Are Us - 3 End