Hoarding in Hell Novel

Kururu.

The sound of tanks crossing the creek was deafening.

One company was marching with its tanks in front.

As we got closer to Pyongyang, the infrastructure deteriorated and there were more monsters, and the speed of the advance was getting slower as time went on.

The road was a mess, and the only moving vehicles were tanks. For some reason, units that used to ride infantry vehicles now had no choice but to walk.

The monsters from the 3-star dungeon couldn't be caught even with tanks, but it was enough to attract attention from the front and greet them instead.

"stop!"

The tank stopped towering, and a signal came from the front at the same time as the island.

The soldiers stopped and looked around.

The basic strategy is to clean up the surroundings with the hunter going ahead and then the soldiers following. However, there were quite a few cases where the number of hunters was too small to destroy all the monsters.

"What? Is there a monster?"

"No talk yet."

The platoon leader blew the radio forward, but there was no proper answer.

After a little tense time passed, a calming reply came.

"It's the Chinese Army."

"What? Again?"

"Where are those bastards?"

The soldiers grumbled and became irritated, but inside they were relieved.

Encountering the Chinese forces means that the front is safe.

There were complaints that they had entered other people's land at will, but at the same time, there was a sense of unity in fighting a common enemy called a monster.

They grumbled simply because they had to march a great distance again.

This didn't just happen here. It was happening on the front lines near Pyongyang as it got closer to Pyongyang.

"This is cooperating with that other side, and there is no sharing of information at all, so problems keep coming up."

"It has become a battle for the pride of the upper-heads, and the low-level ones have to be black."

The company commander sent a radio to the battalion and reported the situation.

As time passed, the soldiers could see the Chinese army approaching from the front. It was a small group of platoon size.

Looking at his relaxed appearance, there seemed to be no monsters around. Some of the soldiers were carrying conspicuous heavy bags.

“Hey… the Chinese army, what a piece of equipment.”

“Are you almost American-level?”

The Chinese army was armed with very good equipment, as if the term “industrial tactics” was a lie.

From exoskeletons to bulletproof panels and even items, we saw soldiers carrying them.

Items can be used even if they are not capable, so the supply and demand is always insufficient, and the price is sky-high.

The fact that even one of the soldiers had a potion meant that they were not an ordinary unit.

A skull mark on the upper arm looking to the left stood out.

"Is it like special forces?"

The soldiers chattered, and some Chinese-speaking soldiers tried to talk to them. However, the Chinese army passed by without a word. The platoon commander approached the company commander and asked.

"What are you guys doing? I heard that this area is still far away from the Chinese front line."

"It looks like it's faster than expected. They say they're looking for something. There's no way the swarms can tell you."

Even the company commander could not hide his displeasure, but he sent the Chinese army.I heard that Chinese troops were already preparing to enter the area near Pyongyang. It may be natural that other regions are also sprinkling ground rice.

The soldiers started moving again.

It was unlikely that there would be a monster that had already been attacked by the hunters and had passed by the Chinese army, but it was their role to meticulously complete the search.

Someday, civilians will have to come and live here.

***

how long has it been The soldiers walking down the street felt chills.

Although it was still a bitter cold season, the strangely cold air made my body tense.

There was a thick fog all around. Although they were not hunters, they were soldiers who had fought quite a few battles with monsters.

"Critical stop."

The company commander also noticed the abnormality and stopped the company.

It may be a sensitive reaction because it is a mountain and early spring, but in a battle situation, it was better to be sensitive.

And the prediction was not wrong.

A soldier who was on the lookout noticed a silhouette approaching with a rattling sound from beyond the fog.

"Monster on the right!"

"Front left...!"

"In the back..."

The voices came out one after another. Embarrassed glances passed between the soldiers.

At some point, they were surrounded.

It was because of the fog, but it was impossible for the monsters to form an elaborate encirclement like this without a sound.

There was a sound of gunfire without firing instructions. It meant that the situation was urgent.

As battles began sporadically here and there, the company commander hurriedly ordered the formation of a battle formation and put the tanks in the lead. As the tank spewed fire, the heat swept away the mist.

However, the soldiers who saw the countless skeleton soldiers exposed in the removed fog fell into a panic.

"No, why are there so many monsters? I said earlier that those bastards didn't have monsters!"

Things were strange.

As it is an area that Hunters have already passed through, there can be no such thing as this many monsters, and above all else, it was the road the Chinese army had just passed through.

The company commander hurriedly sent a radio to ask for help from the hunters. But the radio wasn't good. It looked like something was interfering with it.

'Did the Flood just explode?'

Screams and shouts were exploding everywhere.

It could be blocked to some extent with magic bullets, but the amount of magic bullets itself was not much.

The magic bullets they received were only for cleaning up, not for suppression. The company commander had an intuition that they would be buried here like this.

"What is this?"

Suddenly a voice came from above the tank. It was a barefoot man with his upper body removed.

It was a bizarre appearance, but the company commander could immediately recognize the man's face.

"Come on, Kang Hyunmoo!"

As the company commander approached, Hyunmoo quickly raised his hand to block it.

His body could still contain dust from Difficulty: Hell.

He didn't know where he had fallen, so he heard a loud noise and ran, but he didn't know that the ROK Army would be surrounded by monsters.

"Let's hear the situation later. Let's get this sorted out first."

Hyunmoo pulled out a ride.

The number of skeleton soldiers was as high as a flood, but it was not a problematic number.

Hyunmoo jumped and swung his tom towards the monster at the bottom of the slope. At that moment, Tom split into dozens and swept several tens of meters ahead like a whip.

The great wind pressure swept away the surrounding fog in an instant.

The soldiers were startled and forgot to shoot.

It wasn't just the soldiers who were surprised. Hyunmoo was also bewildered by the unexpected change of tom.

'Did you mean this to be divided?'

Hyunmoo swung or stabbed the ride again. Tom's shredded fragments cut the skeleton soldiers and trees as smooth as if they were tofu.

If you stabbed it narrowly, it seemed to extend up to several hundred meters.

It seemed necessary to check the range a little more, but it was difficult to guarantee accuracy because it was a human wielding method.

'Even so... … Is this the perfect upper-level compatibility with Doryung Park's weapons?'

The accuracy is disappointing, but it is possible to cut, stab, and even attack with dozens of fragments at the same time.

Not to mention the attack power was superior. It exerted its best power to the extent that the difference in density was not felt up to about 10 meters.

As Hyunmoo started to rampage, his men didn't even feel the need to shoot.

Hyunmoo picked it up like tweezers, as if he knew where the monster was even in his fog, and slaughtered it in one breath.

'It would be good to remove the fog.'

He doesn't care, but it's hard if his soldiers get ambushed.

The moment Hyunmoo thought so, sparks sprung and spread through his split shards.

The rising flame evaporated the remaining mist in an instant and blown it away.

It was the ability contained in Helburg's mismatched passion.

He seemed to be able to use his built-in abilities if he thought it was necessary. The spot where Hyunmoo ran away was cut off and scorched, making his shape unrecognizable.

In less than 5 minutes, there was no trace of the monster to be found.

The fog was gone and the sky was clear. After tidying up, Hyunmoo was trying to put the tom back in when he found strands of black thread running through the cracks in the tom.

It was the black thread that wrapped around Tom when he made an item out of crystal and fed it.

I had no intention of taking it out, but I tried to pick up what was appearing, but it melted away in an instant.

'What?'

Come to think of it, Hyunmoo didn't even know what he was making or what he ate.

He fed Tom so many weapons that he didn't even tell him what abilities he had.

He has no choice but to test one by one.

"Okay, are you done?"

The company commander looked around with a lost expression on his face.

Except for the area where they were clustered, they were devastated as if they had been immersed in hellfire.

As Hyunmoo nodded his head, the company commander stuck his tongue out.

“This is… amazing. Are the other captains as strong as you?”

"I'm kind of special."

Hyunmoo answered without the slightest humility. But the officers and soldiers nodded frantically.

Some of them have even seen battles at the level of the generals. But just because you're a general manager doesn't mean you always fight glamorously.

Monsters on the ground are usually weak, so it's natural to fight with strength. So, in their eyes, Kang Hyunmoo had to be seen as the best.

He's the one who saved their lives right away.

"So how did things go?"

“We don’t even know. Obviously, this is an area that has been cleared up by the hunters, and I saw the Chinese army also pass by. But suddenly so many monsters appear… I heard that there are no dungeons around here.”

"Chinese army?""Yes."

Hyunmoo suddenly fell into a thought. The Chinese army was beyond Hyunmoo's attention.

It doesn't matter what the Chinese soldiers do, but it bothers me that others may be behind it.

chrome.

They moved the Chinese army to accompany them.

If the Chinese military were to carry out a special mission, I thought there was a possibility that it was the order of Chrome.

We'll have to find out more about it, but before we get to that, there's something we need to do.

"I'm hungry for now, do you know where the nearest Almighty Camp is?"

***

Min So-ha, the commander of the Northern Expeditionary Army, was looking down at Pyongyang.

She was located in a place called Daeseongsan Revolutionary Martyrs Tomb.

She didn't come to worship because she didn't care who was buried or why.

I just came here for someone I would meet from now on.

She groped and touched the long scar that ran from the top left of her face down to her lower lip.

It was a scar that barely combed her eyes, but a scar that had distorted her face and split her lips as well.

She doesn't even feel that her senses are numb now, but she sometimes had hallucinogenic pains on the spot.

"Commander Min So-ha."

Lee Ji-tae's voice was heard behind his back.

A young and talented friend.

She seemed disappointed with herself this time, but it wasn't her childish justice or causality that mattered to Min So-ha.

Lee Ji-tae looked around and asked.

"It seems that the others haven't come yet."

"I gave you an appointment a little earlier."

"Yes?"

Minsoha blew a sharp whistle. A man sitting at the end of her steps stood up quietly at the sound of her dog calling.

Lee Ji-tae's face was distorted when he saw the man who was killing Ki-cheok.

A man in a cloak and a mask.

It was Park Do-ryung.

"There's going to be a meeting with the Chinese military side soon, and I don't want the two of you to make a fuss there. If you meet in advance and solve something, solve it and go in. It doesn't matter whether you punch or wrestle. As long as you don't kill it."

Lee Ji-tae stared at Park Do-ryung without a word.

He professed to Hyunmoo that he could judge Park Do-ryeong, thus preventing Hyunmoo from killing Park Do-ryeong. Park Do-ryeong had to be punished in some way.

It was also a matter of Lee Ji-tae's pride and belief.

"Do you know what kind of children's fight this is? I've always thought of Commander Min So-ha as a hero, but it's disappointing to know that this is a problem that can be resolved and reconciled..."

"Kids fighting. Why not, you motherfucker!"

Min So-ha grabbed Lee Ji-tae by the neck.

Lee Ji-tae could avoid the hand at any time, but he held it still. Min So-ha knew that too.

"In my eyes, it's a level, it's a skill, it's an item! It all looks like a kid's game! But it catches people, people! Do you understand what that means?"

Minsoha growled and shot.

"Am I a hero? I just ate all my co-workers and bosses and survived! I happened to be fucking talented!"

They are called heroes simply because they survived. Min So-ha saw countless people who deserved the title more than herself.

"I can only hope that one day this damn game will end with as much loss of life as possible. So whether you want to reconcile right now or go home raging, do whatever you want!"

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