Hoarding in Hell Novel

"Come out!"

"Bring that motherfucker out!"

The crowd around the mansion spit out angry voices and urged them.

It was late at night, but it wasn't dark at all because of the lanterns people were carrying and the lights of the broadcasting station vehicles that came.

Some even carried torches.

The police tried to control the rushing crowd, but were unable to control the excited crowd.

"Eagle, eagle, this is dawn. The line is about to break right now. Hurry..."

All of a sudden came shouts from the crowd.

The police suddenly noticed that the inside of the wall of the mansion they were guarding was brightening up.

It was then that he realized that someone had climbed inside the wall and set the mansion on fire.

The crowd rushed in like a riot, pushing out the distraught police.

The police, who had no way to stop them, simply retreated.

Only the commander shouted to stop, but in reality, no police officer really wanted to stop the crowd.

"Burn everything! If you don't come out, you'll burn to death!"

The crowd surrounded the burning mansion, igniting fires that were said to be insufficient with soaring flames.

Fires erupted throughout the stone houses.

The crowd, who were worried that they had escaped, were relieved by the sound of screams coming from inside the house.

A bald man ran out of the burning mansion.

"You bastards know who I am! I'll kill them all right now..."

Before the bald man could finish speaking, someone banged his head with a club.

The man rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes, dripping his blood from his head. But the crowd, already seized with excitement, felt no guilt.

No matter who came first, kicking and baptism continued.

Even after the bald man's breath stopped, the assault continued for a long time.

However, the crowd dragged the bald man away, as if everyone else did.

Someone had swear words and names written on his shiny hair. The crowd cheered and shouted and threw the bald man's body on the roadside.

Police turned away, and reporters frantically set off flashlights. Someone shouted in the crowd.

"Justice has come true! Killed the worst bastard in the world!"

***

and the Blue House.

In the bunker, the current South Korean martial law commander Min So-ha was facing a difficult opponent.

The president, who had already become Hyunmoo's puppet, had been reduced to an iconic figure who simply had to show his face and smile. Therefore, the person who actually led the Republic of Korea was the martial law commander.

The man who was watching TV together—Banner, commander of the Korean People's Army, shook his head.

“It is the tragic end of a dictator who attacked the people with a gun.”

"It's just embarrassing."

At Min So-ha's words, Banner made a puzzled face.

"It's surprising. I thought you'd like it. But you're a senior from the military, isn't it?"

"Isn't that possible. I haven't even stepped foot in the sixties. It's certainly an exemplary end for a dictator, but the circumstances forced him to become like that... Not because he was pushed like this, but by the hands of the people. ."

It should have happened not because of the purpose of killing the 'worst person in the world', but because of the consensus and enthusiasm of the people.

It would have been better if the process was handled legally, but it was also by law that the dictator was released in the first place.

Even if it is suboptimal, it would be an appropriate end for that dictator.However, Min So-ha's face was not bright. So was the banner.

"But killing the author doesn't end 'Leviathan'. People will find out when the excitement subsides. It may have been driven by a sense of justice at first, but over time fear will overwhelm them."

Banner walked up to Min So-ha and said.

"At first, you'll have some discernment. Socially famous villains like that dictator will be attacked first, but in the end there will be chaos. They might raid prisons, or slaughter for political or religious reasons."

"Maybe."

Despite Banner's subtle consolation, Minsoha answered without wavering.

"But that shouldn't be a reason to attack innocent people."

"Innocent."

Banner replied with a bitter smile.

"I know Kang Hyunmoo is far from 'innocence'."

Minso-ha clicked his tongue at the goblin-like attitude.

I don't know how much this guy knows.

In the first place, there was no reason for the US military to stay in South Korea at the time when North Korea was destroyed and a huge break with China was prepared.

But like the United States, which maintained military bases around the world for all kinds of excuses, it knew how to use intelligence and intimidation.

"Well, even if it's a little guilty, I know it's not enough to hear the worst guy in the world. I know him a little bit."

Minsoha said as if to appease Commander Banner.

"She seems selfish, but at least she is sensible. The girlfriend next to her is secretly holding the reins."

"indeed."

Banner shook his head and said.

"But Kang Hyunmoo is quite high up on this 'hammer plan' list. As you may have heard, the US is already launching attacks from all over the world."

Min So-ha knew that fact.

Because of this, it was surprising that Commander Minso-ha had come to at least ask for his understanding.

"Once we get rid of the top 100, we'll get rid of the next 100, and then the next 100, even if Korea doesn't approve it."

"Then do it."

Minsoha said calmly.

"Why are you asking me for permission? If you need to eliminate the target, whether it's severing diplomatic relations with the country or fighting local troops, it's better to get post-approval."

If diplomatic relations with the United States are cut off, it is unconditional that South Korea will regret it. But she really didn't seem to have any intention of helping the US attack Hyunmoo.

Banner she felt that Kang Hyunmoo's dominance in Korea seemed quite ingrained.

Either she sees Kang Hyunmoo as a strong ally that cannot be ruled out.

"Then please promise not to intervene in our attack."

"Oh, what are you talking about. If you use weapons in our territory, of course, the Korean military will intervene. Don't even dream of it."

Are you serious? Could you turn the gun on the Americans?

Banner looked at Min So-ha with a suspicious expression.

She didn't know if it was the guts or the fear of Hyunmoo.

But she wasn't the kind of person who would yield to her opponents because of the fear that Banner knew.

She couldn't believe that she felt less afraid of the US military than Kang Hyunmoo.

Banner glanced into her cell phone and let out her long sigh.

"I can't help it."

"Have you finally given up?"

"Didn't you just say that post approval is better than asking for permission."

Min So-ha's face hardened.

"The Americans have already been bombing the haunted mansion for fifteen minutes before. It was around the time the bald dictator's house caught fire, so it's probably better now."

The fact that the USFK commander even came to try to persuade her was in fact to prevent her from being reported about the situation.

Before Soha Min uttered out an angry cry, Banner gave a sullen smile, she said.

She said, "I wonder if, after seeing Kang Hyunmoo's body, you can still say you can't allow it."

***

A sharp high-pitched sound echoed through the sky.

The hillside, which had been engulfed in darkness, lit up in an instant.

Huge flames soared as the missile hit the haunted mansion that had held its position for so long.

The ghost mansion disappeared without a trace, but the fighter jets flying over Seoul did not stop bombing.

Bang, bang.

Not only the haunted mansion, but also the bombs hitting the foot of the mountain ignited a huge sea of ​​fire.

Fire-heated cremores exploded from here and there.

Citizens of southern Seoul trembled in terror as they watched the war that began from the top of the mountain.

"Damn it, pounding so close."

"That one step could save your life. Kang Hyunmoo or something like that kid laid all sorts of weird traps in the mountains."

at the foot of the mountain.

The American squad, waiting to block the way up to the haunted mansion, talked nervously.

They reported that only two people were in the haunted mansion where the target was located.

The only targets were Kang Hyunmoo and a woman named Yumin.

I wondered if it was necessary to waste this much bomb on just two people, but anyway, if you were a strong person, you had no choice but to be nervous.

Then, next to them, soldiers in dark gear walked by.

The soldiers were equipped with guns, grenades, and military equipment, as well as various items carried by hunters.

A black hammer-shaped patch on his shoulder stood out.

“They say that it works under General Victor…”

The Americans realized that they were the special forces units they had only heard of.

As a hunter, as a soldier, it was an expert unit among experts with abundant equipment, technology, and experience.

aka Warhammer.

I've heard that very few are sent to all parts of the world, but even the US military has never seen them.

A strange scarlet glare emanated from the dark helmets of the Warhammer agents.

They set foot involuntarily into the burning mountain, still under bombardment.

They didn't seem to even feel the heat. Soon smoke and soaring flames obscured them.

"Damn, I don't think it's really common. I didn't know it was possible to go out like this, even though it's our country."

"I'll have to ask for it. Didn't you see that before? Damn it, I didn't know that some of our hometowns would be such a hellish place. If you eat weakly, your town will be like that too."

The soldiers were not without remorse and confusion.

But they have already seen the hell road where citizens kill and destroy each other right before their eyes.

In that situation, since I was told who the 'worst person in the world' was and was ordered to kill, I had no choice but to move.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Suddenly, a loud roar resounded from the top of the mountain. It was not long after the Warhammer agents had gone up. The two Americans flinched and looked up at the top of the mountain.

"The bombing seems to have stopped... They must be those Warhammer men earlier. They make a lot of noise."

“Are you thinking of leaving no bones?”

Bang, bang. However, the binge drinking, which I thought would stop soon, did not stop easily.The Americans thought things were getting weirder. However, their orders were to stand in a siege while the agents dealt with it.

It was then.

Kururu.

Something that looked like a Korean military truck approached on the road.

Since it was on the way up to the haunted mansion, they hadtily stopped the car.

The car door opened and someone jumped out. What was heard was a lively female voice.

"Hello. U.S. military men, do you speak Korean?"

woman? The Americans panicked for a moment, but soon an interpreter came forward.

"I know how to do it. This is a US military operation area. The South Korean military has nothing to do with it, so please step back."

"Yes? Is that so? Is this our area of ​​operation?"

As she said that, she pulled out something.

The Americans, who thought it was like an operational order, accepted the paper and made a blank face.

There was only one command written on the paper.

[You can cook everything that comes with it.]

"What the hell is this..."

"It came just right. Song Yeo-Woon."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the Americans. The Americans were startled and pointed their guns at the man who suddenly appeared.

At that moment, a female soldier called Song Yeo-Woon made a sharp sound.

"Ah, everyone! Don't move around!"

Korean soldiers lined up from the vehicle and aimed their guns.

There were about a hundred Americans who participated in the operation for covert purposes. But even now, just counting the number of trucks still lined up on the road seemed to exceed the number of American troops.

Even the U.S. military could not help this number.

At the moment when it seemed that a gunfight would start at any moment, Hyunmoo casually threw something.

An American officer reluctantly accepted it. It was a man's head with a Warhammer patch attached to it.

The American officer stared blankly at the agent's head.

The top hunters of the US elite unit were unilaterally slaughtered? Can't you hurt?

Hyunmoo said to Song Yeo-woon without even paying attention to that.

"I asked how many people there were and it was too late to collect patches to check who ran away."

"How about Yumin?"

"I'm cleaning out the lab. Some chairs fell over because of the shaking."

Hyunmoo gave a cold expression and smirked at the American officer.

"My house is a haunted mansion built by a paranoid serious in case of a nuclear attack. We should have brought a bunker, not missiles."

***

"Ha ha ha ha ha!."

Banner frowned at Min So-ha's loud laugh.

"What's funny? Commander Min Soha?"

"Ha, wiggle, quake. Whoops. Oh, it's funny that you're making such a big mistake."

"What if I'm mistaken?"

Min So-ha said while covering her mouth as if it was funny and could not stand it.

"You came here because you were worried that I might move the South Korean army? Because I am the commander of martial law and the commander-in-chief of the Armed Forces? But you're wrong. The Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces is the president, and Kang Hyunmoo is the one who uses the president as a scarecrow."

Banner's expression hardened. Min So-ha came at the end, wiped out his smile and whispered coldly.

"If you don't want to see your subordinates drill holes in their heads, you'd better get out of there right now."

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