Hiding a House in the Apocalypse

“This is Defender. Took down two enemy drones. I’m heading straight for John Nae-non’s server room now.”

“The vehicles split up. I can’t get an exact count—the illumination flares are too bright.”

“They’re coming from the south. Two vehicles? I’ll need a closer look.”

One of the biggest reasons decisions are difficult in battle is the asymmetry of information.

In normal circumstances, there’s barely any information at all—it’s almost boring. But once a battle begins, an overwhelming flood of data makes it nearly impossible to process everything at once.@@novelbin@@

I was experiencing it firsthand.

“Uwaaaahhh!!”

“Grrraaaaah!!!”

“Krrrhhh!”

Hundreds of zombies were chasing me.

I wasn’t entirely sure, but I could sense waves of monstrous energy as well.

“I just felt something… like a monster’s aura.”

Ha Tae-hoon backed up my intuition immediately.

“I woke up a horde of zombies. No idea how many of them will head your way, so just stay low and wait it out. They’re all focused on me right now.”

Humans might be slower than beasts, but our greatest evolutionary advantage has always been our legs.

Especially when the ones chasing us are also bipedal.

“Uwaaaaaaaah!!”

Among the horde were Runners—the most dangerous type of zombie.

Simply put, they’re faster than regular zombies.

But in another sense, they also represent a limit.

If I can outrun the Runners, I can outrun all of them.

Three shadows danced violently across the ground in the flare’s glow, sprinting after me.

Climbing over wreckage, I vaulted over an obstacle.

For a moment, I could feel them right behind me, their clawed hands reaching for my hair—but the distance widened.

Some of them managed to climb over the debris to continue the chase, but by then, I was already scaling a staircase, eyeing the precarious gap to the adjacent building.

I don’t like acrobatics.

But when necessary, I don’t hesitate.

Hearing the pounding of undead footsteps, I took a step back—then sprinted forward, launching myself over the wide gap.

Thud!

I hit the ground and rolled forward.

At the same time, I kept a firm grip on my rifle to stabilize it.

I could feel the zombies across from me, watching.

But I had already melted into the darkness.

“This is Park Gyu. I’ve shaken off most of the zombies. How’s your situation?”

“Oh… It’s happening. The zombies are heading straight for the Chinese vehicles.”

The high-altitude drones were neutralized by the illumination rounds, but Cheon Young-jae had taken their place from his vantage point.

Bang! Bang! Tatatatang!

The distinct crackle of Chinese-made rifles rang out.

The zombies that had lost sight of me had now discovered an even louder and brighter target—the Chinese army.