Chapter 64
Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: Hunter KCTC-4
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Traps cunningly hidden among the branches.
Claymores.
If Kim Min-jun hadn’t spotted them first and given the order, the squad would’ve been turned into Swiss cheese.
Of course, “Swiss cheese” was just a figure of speech—these were training rounds, so the power was dialed way down.
‘Cl-Claymores!’
The squad members froze at the unexpected traps.
Claymores were typically used on defense.
You’d predict enemy paths and set them up, or place them around a command post if it was at risk of attack.
‘They’re using these here?’
Among all the explosives issued, Claymores were the rarest—and the most powerful.
Which meant they had to be used with extreme care.
‘Looks like the 4th Battalion predicted I’d come.’
Kim Min-jun rolled his eyes around, scanning for the rest of the traps.
This was overkill for a supply depot.
The 4th Battalion had taken heavy losses in the high ground fight and even lost some prisoners.
They must’ve anticipated an attack on the depot to capitalize on that.
‘Two between the branches. One camouflaged under a pile of leaves… oh, there’s another. Huh, check these guys out?’
All these were decoys, weren’t they?
I see what they’re up to.
Kim Min-jun’s lips curled into a smirk once he’d mapped out all the traps.
‘Everyone, change of plans. Listen up.’
‘Yes, sir!’
Kim Min-jun beckoned the squad to gather their eyes on him.
‘The enemy set these traps cleverly, but there’s one path with zero traps. Get what that means?’
Sergeant Lee Seung-ho whispered back in response.
‘It’s a lure.’
‘Exactly. That path has a steep slope for a while. It’s wide open for an attack. That’s why they left it clear—no traps.’
Sure enough, he could sense hunters up on that path.
His prediction was spot on.
‘So how do we move from here?’
‘Do you trust me?’
At Kim Min-jun’s loaded question, the squad exchanged glances before answering.
‘Of course we do.’
‘Good. Just follow my lead. I’ll solo the aggro from here.’
‘…Come again?’
‘Hear me out.’
Here was Kim Min-jun’s plan.
He’d trigger the traps to draw the enemy in, while the rest blew the supply depot.
The squad could pull off the mission safely, but the bait—Kim Min-jun—would be exposed to massive risk.
‘Sergeant Kim, that’s too reckless.’
‘He’s right. A Claymore’s gonna hit like a truck. That’s over 500 HP gone in one shot. Even with your pool… oh.’
Mid-sentence, realization dawned on the squad’s faces.
‘You punks. I told you earlier—my HP’s 6,000.’
Any hunter eating a Claymore head-on drops dead.
No matter how tanky, that rule never changed.
But Sergeant Kim Min-jun’s absurd HP pool changed the game.
‘The enemy doesn’t know I’ve got 6,000 HP. Perfect chance to exploit that. I’m serving this up on a platter—if even one of you gets scratched, I’ll have your hides when we get back.’
‘Leave it to us.’
‘We’ll succeed and all return alive.’
‘Good. We execute in 30 minutes.’
The ol’ bait-for-bait ploy.
Kim Min-jun set the rally point, then launched himself to grab the enemy’s attention.
‘Alright, time for some acting!’
Tension etched on his face, he crept forward, footsteps muffled.
“No way!”
BOOM!
The instant he crossed the trap line, a deafening blast echoed as the Claymore detonated.
“Arghhh!”
Feigning panic, he put maximum distance between him and the squad.
“Enemy’s breached the depot! Confirmed Claymore hit on the intruder!”
Rat-tat-tat!
Special rounds poured into one enemy.
KABOOM!
In the chaos, a fleeing enemy stepped on a buried training mine.
That had to be lights out.
“Cease fire! Check the enemy!’
“Yes, ma’am!”
Convinced, the 4th Battalion’s female hunters approached the prone “body.”
‘Come on, a little closer. Just five more steps…’
Oblivious to being played in reverse.
“What the—?!”
“Gah!”
The second the women entered range, Kim Min-jun sprang up and unloaded special rounds.
Caught off-guard, five hunters’ HP plummeted to zero.
“How… how’re you not dead?”
“We saw the Claymore and mine go off… system glitch?”
The women gaped in disbelief.
They’d never dreamed the guy they thought was toast was faking it, good as new.
“Amateurs. You know Control’s watching live.”
“This is Goliath. Sergeant Kim Min-jun solo’d the depot breach! Requesting backup!”
“Thanks for calling in reinforcements.”
Kim Min-jun grinned as hunters from the path rushed his way.
**
“No… no freaking way….”
The skirmish dragged on.
Nearly 50 enemies hammered Kim Min-jun, but they were the ones taking hits.
Overkill for one guy, sure—but against him? Fair call.
“HP at 4… 4,000? What kind of bullshit….”
“We hosed him down and he wouldn’t drop… ugh….”
The respawned women checked his HP and jaws dropped.
4,000 was after heavy damage.
Given his 6,000 max, they’d chipped away the equivalent of 20 average hunters.
“This… this is so unfair! Most hunters are 100-150 HP, and he’s got 6,000?!”
“The suit decides the stats. Guess I’m just built different.”
Frustrated, the women stomped in place.
Day one attack, they’d lost the high ground to him with casualties.
Now, over 50 dead near the depot.
To one guy.
Infuriating.
‘What can ya do? The suit sets the bar, not me.’
Go risk your necks in another world like I did.
Then you can be like this too.
‘Anyway, how much longer are these clowns gonna take?’
Forty minutes pulling aggro.
The depot should be toast by now.
RUMBLE!
‘Nice, they did it.’
Right on cue, a massive boom from the depot.
“No way…?”
“The depot… it’s gone?”
“Bingo! Thanks for the feast!”
Kim Min-jun waved cheerily at their stunned faces, then headed to rally.
“How many were at the depot?”
“About ten! The rest got pulled to defend here….”
Played like fiddles by Kim Min-jun.
“Haah….”
“Day two of attack, depot destroyed….”
“This is huge….”
Shoulders slumped, the women dragged theirs.
Training was heading into day three, and they were already KIA.
Worse, no depot meant combat rations only from here.
Limited supply—prolonged war favored the enemy.
Snowball effect for 4th Battalion.
“Didn’t think we’d hit respawn this soon.”
“Me neither….”
KIA in KCTC meant temporary respawn center until rotation.
“Gotta make it up on defense.”
Rotation reset everything.
Dead soldiers, wrecked depots—all revived.
Scores? Permanent.
“We’ve already lost a ton of points.”
“Ah….”
Not just 2nd Battalion’s CO—the 4th’s was gunning hard too.
Lukewarm on Hunter Mobility Drill, lose KCTC to 2nd? Scary fallout.
The women trudged to respawn, praying for their comrades.
**
‘Move slow. Might run into enemies.’
‘Got it.’
Meanwhile.
Sergeant Lee Seung-ho and the others headed to the rally point Kim Min-jun set.
They’d blown the depot clean, slipping out while he held attention.
‘Zero casualties, not even injuries. For real?’
‘Right? I figured two of us would buy it. You see when we were hiding behind? At least 40 went his way.’
‘Tanky or not, numbers win.’
Thanks to him, depot down easy.
They just planted charges and dropped six guards.
He did the heavy lifting.
‘Yo, those chained blasts earlier?’
‘Bet Sergeant Kim triggered ‘em on purpose.’
‘Figures—he’s flashy like that.’
‘Please just stay alive. Then KCTC’s ours.’
Mid-prayer-walk.
“You here yet?”
“Gah! Sergeant Kim!”
“Y-You’re already here?”
“Yeah. Area’s clear—keep voices low.”
Shock at Kim Min-jun, already at rally, lounging behind a rock, sky-gazing.
Chill you couldn’t fake in KCTC.
“HP okay? Status?”
“Took a beating. Even I cut it close.”
“Wha—then you’re critically hurt? If so….”
“Nah, light wounds. But 2,000 HP gone.”
“…Two thousand?”
Only after his playful grin did they exhale in relief.
2k off 6k? Barely a scratch.
“How many’d you face solo?”
“Fifty-ish? All KIA. Triggering traps myself dinged me good.”
“…Words fail.”
They’d figured he’d stall with cover while they worked.
Nope—charging in, hosing specials.
“Enemy’s nightmare.”
“Immortal hunter… terrifying.”
“Told ya. Stick with me.”
Smug, Kim Min-jun reported depot success to the company commander.