How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 10. My savior who came to destroy you (1)

Leticia continued to scream her words.

The louder and cooler it is, the faster you feel sober. Her headaches were also reduced and her bloating went down a lot.

Above all, she cannot give instructions unless she shouts so loudly.

The interior decoration of the shopping center in District 13 was covered with marble, and the sound rang out. The noise of a flock of crows pecking at the window, soldiers’ commands, and the sound of rifles being fired.

All of those things mixed together took people’s souls out.

Is it just that?

The top floor of the shopping center also serves as an observation deck, providing a clear view of Hampton City.

But now, thousands of beaks and a pair of eyes as big as the beaks are peering into the humans on the top floor.

Beaks were visible everywhere and eyes were visible everywhere. Large, round, protruding eyes characteristic of birds. It is so large and clear that a person’s image is reflected like a mirror.

They all pecked at the window and window frame.

Because it was originally designed as an observatory, the glass on the rooftop is stronger than other places.

Even the crow knows that. So, in accordance with a certain rhythm and beat, we focused on pecking the areas that shook the most.

“Turn on the lights! “Three, two, one!”

Each time, soldiers and brave civilian volunteers shined LED lights on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The flock of crows, blinded by the sudden light, stepped back. Meanwhile, soldiers wearing gas masks and gloves were attaching duct tape and metal plates to the windows.

“We need to build barricades against the windows! Take out all the furniture in your office and stack them up! That way, if it breaks through, you can evacuate into the office! “Hurry!”

Simple and clear instructions. The citizens came together as one and enthusiastically followed suit. After confirming that everything was working properly, Leticia ran downstairs.

“Team 1, start shooting!”

“Reload Group 2!”

On the lower floor, soldiers who had set up positions were firing.

The soldiers responded relatively calmly. Zombie crows are large and numerous. And because it was flying up a narrow staircase, the density was high.

Rather than being scared and shooting randomly, it was much better to take turns shooting in succession.

“Reload 1 trillion! Throw a grenade!”

Even in the brief moment when the first group retreated and the second group took their place, grenades and flash grenades were thrown at random.

Click to detonate it and throw it down the stairs after 2 seconds. The crows that had become mush fell down, pattering.

But we couldn’t stop it like this forever. Ammunition is gradually running out, but the storm of birds is not going away. To make matters worse, the command center is still out of contact.

“Is there no radio signal at all?”

The signal soldier answered Leticia’s question while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“No. The signal is fine, but I’m not receiving it! “It looks like it hasn’t been restored yet.”

No sooner were the words left than a signal was heard from over there. The signalman quickly adjusted the frequency. After sharing a short, urgent conversation, the signalman looked bewildered and took out his cell phone.

“What are you doing now?!”

The signalman showed the mobile phone messenger screen. 14 It was a military police messenger group room. It seemed like everyone was invited regardless of rank, department, or unit.

– Spread the situation.

– The 14th Military Police command vehicle and signal unit are being attacked by an unidentified group. Now, it is difficult to restore the command system due to the influx of zombies.

– Smooth anti-aircraft fire could not be carried out due to paralysis of the command and communication systems. To make matters worse, electricity has been cut off, making transmission difficult. The zombie infestation is increasing outside the safe zone.

– All troops must prioritize protecting the Hampton safe area, that is, districts 1-9. All troops inside and outside the safe area switch to guarding the entrance. Move immediately and secure the road.

It seems reasonable at first glance, but in reality it is not.

14 Military police forces are scattered throughout the Hamptons, and like Leticia’s defense force, they will be protecting their respective positions.

But what if you have to defend the street when zombies are increasing in real time? Leticia’s common sense did not make sense.

“Corporal, isn’t there a backup communication network protocol?”

“Yes. But there is no response.”

“Let me look at your phone.”

The signal soldier suddenly looked blankly at Leticia taking her selfie. She took a couple more shots to make sure she didn’t get the angle she wanted.

I finally got the photo I wanted. Name. Classes. Photo zoomed out to show all affiliations. Leticia posted her self-photo in her group room.

– This is Leticia Tipton, a member of the 8th Military Police Special Task Force. Although I am off duty, the situation is urgent and I have taken over command of the defense of the shopping center in District 13. May I know the affiliation of the person who just gave the order? Please also take pictures.

The messenger window stopped scrolling. After a while, a photo was uploaded. It was a man with a bushy beard and his eyes wide open. He must have taken the photo at random, so his expression seemed a little burdensome.

– This is Captain Oberon of the 14th Military Police Public Security Bureau. But why is an officer from the 8th Military Police Special Forces Commanding the 14th Military Police Division troops?

Leticia thought for a moment.

Public Security Bureau. In the National Military Police, which is responsible for both police and military affairs, the Public Security Bureau is an organization that leans more towards the ‘police’ side. It is also a department capable of effective command in a chaotic environment.

That’s why I couldn’t understand the current situation any more. Leticia sent a message again.

– Why did you create a group chat room while abandoning a normally functioning communication network? Is this the 14 Military Police security level?

After thinking for a moment, Leticia added quickly.

– Moreover, our side says that the network is operating normally, but they are not receiving any information from there. Is there really not a single radio that works properly? The entire signal corps and headquarters corps?

The reply is blunt.

– I appreciate your loyalty, but isn’t this an act of overstepping your authority no matter how specially appointed you are? Why is the 8th Special Task Force in command of the 14th Military Police? Whoever wants to do it?

The 14th Military Police and the 8th Military Police are close enemies. Since our workplaces were close to each other, we often had fights over even trivial things.

Leticia’s question may have been reasonable, but it was emotionally difficult to accept.

At that time, a photo was posted in the group room.

* * * * *

What are they doing?

I carefully approached the blind spot of parked cars. All four of them were constantly swearing while moving heavy bombs.

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“Don’t you know that the more complicated the operation becomes, the more likely it is to fail?”

It’s not because it’s heavy, but because opinions don’t match. The man on the other side shrugged his shoulders.

“Why is there anything complicated? Just plant a bomb here and detonate it, and it’s over.”

“There is no way to do this!”

“You said you wouldn’t blow up the entire building. You’re just saying you’re blowing away a pillar that carries a lot of the weight of the building? “If we knock down this shopping center, we can easily knock down the safety zone barrier.”

“The 14th Military Police Unit are a bonus. “But what about this b*tch?”

While moving the C4 bomb, a guy looks at his cell phone.

“What is it?”

“Leticia? 8 Special Task Force? It looks like it’s in this building? That’s great, I want to blow all those bastards away.”

“Camilla.”

All four guys stopped at those words and nodded.

“I have to avenge Camilla. Our comrade. f*ck, I thought we were getting closer… “

Those guys seem to be the Central Liberation Front. But the content is shocking. Are you going to plant a C4 bomb under a pillar and make the building fall down? I’m going to blow up my business partner, is that what you’re saying?

“Krr, kyaaak!”

Several human figures walked down from the parking lot exit.

“They’re persistent, aren’t they?”

The four-member group quickly took up position and fired automatic rifles. R-15 rifle. Excellent performance as expected from the official model. However, there is a strong tendency to write a bit harshly. Some people use handgun ammunition sparingly, and have plenty of ammunition left over. Is this it?

“Just a moment.”

Someone raised their hand.

“They told me to wait a moment? “For it to be effective, you have to explode it together with other groups.”

“Oh, you slugs.”

“They said to wait until the 14th Military Police Unit gather and explode. Take a break, okay? “You idiots are crawling in to die.”

I’m not sure what you’re talking about, but I’ll think about it slowly.

First. Those guys are just sitting here trying to blow up their business.

Second. I feel bad for treating Camilla, who is alive and well, as if she were dead.

Third. C4 bombs, and that much quantity, are quite difficult to obtain, and are especially expensive for military use.

Fourth. I really want the car. That car can go all the way to the hotel.

There is no reason not to kill.

I carefully retrieved the Elsa flag that had been placed on top of the cart. I slowly crawled over and opened the gas tank of the minivan.

I rolled up the national flag, pushed it into the gas tank, waited for it to soak in oil, and then lit it with a lighter. Now this flag will burn like a wick and explode the car.

Sneaky and quiet, he pulled out his pistol and moved. They are wearing bulletproof plates and bulletproof helmets, and even at close range they can easily block pistol bullets.

Boom! The minivan exploded with a loud noise.

“What!”

Gotcha.

Running quickly, he fires two shots into the face of the closest guy.

He fired bullets into the lower body of the guy standing a little distance away. I threw the Eretta 92, which was out of bullets, at the guy’s face and finished him off with the 1911 pistol in his left hand.

The other two guys are shooting R-15 rifles in my direction, but it’s impossible. Because I’m rolling around on the floor.

I pick up the R-15 rifle of the fallen guy, lie down and shoot at their feet.

“aaah!” “Ugh!”

They scream and fall to their knees. Even the knee joints are shot. Since the ligaments are gone, you will no longer have to suffer from arthritis.

I took out a magazine from the fallen guy’s bulletproof vest, reloaded it, and ran to the side holding the empty magazine.

We approach the location of the fallen guys. They’re still alive, so we can’t just leave like this.

I throw away the empty magazine. Kakang, loud noise. While my eyes were focused on the magazine that had fallen on the floor, I fired with a grunt.

“Wow… Off… “

One person died. One survived. I took the guy’s gun and stomped on his shattered foot.

“aaah!”

I feel full of energy. Good night. He was knocked unconscious by hitting his forehead with the butt of a gun. There is severe bleeding below the left ankle. Fortunately, there was an emergency set among the equipment he had.

When I searched inside, I found a tourniquet. Since we have to save him first, we stop the bleeding on his left ankle. He tied it on one side, but it didn’t respond.

It shouldn’t be like this. Hemostasis must be done tightly. After confirming that the bottom is tied, tie another tourniquet at the top and tighten it tightly.

“Kyaaa!”

Only when a person who has fainted like this wakes up and collapses again can it be said to truly ‘stop the bleeding.’

– Kiiaaa…

Ominous sound. It seems like zombies are coming.

There is no time to play. First, the C4 bomb was moved back into the car. It was so heavy that it hurt my waist if I carried the bag as a whole, so I took it out of the duffel bag and moved it one by one into the trunk.

Instead, the cart equipment was moved to the back seat because it did not want to be contaminated. In the meantime, the guy who had fainted woke up again.

“What are you doing, you bastard!”

I saved him as long as I could, but he started screaming with tears and snot running down his face. It seems that hemostasis was not enough. I took out a latex glove from the emergency kit, put it on my hand, took out a bandage, and put it on the wound.

“Gyaaak.”

I’m a bit more of a ‘patient’ now.

I wondered what they were doing and were talking about the military police and Camilla, so I picked up their cell phone.

I saw chat rooms moving around in real time. As I scrolled up, I saw Letty’s picture.

I thought it was pretty even though I just took a picture, so I took out my cell phone and took a picture with the camera. It’s a stupid capture method, but if I send it to my phone, a transmission history will remain.

I also saw the face of an ugly guy. A man named Oberon. One eye is as bright as a crow.

But.

“Huh?”

This man’s photo is a bit strange.