Chapter 43

"Ugh."

Director Park Hyeong-jin carefully got down from the cargo hold with his mouth covered.

Swish.

Even this guy was once a special forces soldier.

Although he was discharged due to accumulated injuries.

It is said that the blood of a special forces soldier still flows in his body.

Swish swish.

Director Park Hyeong-jin approached with his body as low as possible.

If this was a monster, it seemed like I could get millions of won just by reporting it.

I have never heard of a monster jumping out of the gate.

Director Park Hyeong-jin has now switched to a prone position.

Ugh, blame.

We were finally close enough to see the dolls' expressions.

'Are these guys talking right now?'

The sound of people talking could be heard along with the sound of waves. There was nothing around.

The presumed fact is that the voices came from the mouths of those dolls.

Well, of course you can talk since you can walk and swim in the sea.

'What is the Hunter Association's phone number...'

Director Park Hyeong-jin was holding a cell phone in one hand.

So that you can report it at any time.

But then the dolls' voices could be heard clearly.

"Sergeant Aberrick!"

"Sergeant... It's a love-hate relationship..."

"Distribution is life."

Director Park Hyeong-jin unknowingly picked at his ear.

I heard words that were so familiar.

What? Corporal? Corporal? Supply is life? This is totally military.

'Sir, could it be... that the president is creating an army...?'

I would have originally thought it was nonsense.

But now, it is a world where gates and hunters have appeared.

It would not be strange if the conglomerates created an army.

'Oh, but where did one go?'

There were clearly three dolls.

For a moment, one of the dolls was missing from between my ear holes.

Swish.

Director Park Hyeong-jin swallowed dry saliva.

Gulp.

I felt the cold iron on my temples.

This is definitely... the feeling of a gun barrel.

You said you followed me without any warning?

Following in the footsteps of an elite among special forces?

Director Park Hyung-jin cautiously raised both hands, indicating that he had no intention of attacking.

Then the cold feeling of the gun barrel touching my temple disappeared.

Degururur.

Director Park Hyeong-jin carefully rolled his eyes to the side.

"uh-.-"

There was a real doll standing there.

A small doll that can reach about the size of one's thigh.

It looks like my nephew's favorite stuffed animal these days.

But the expression was like ~_~.

'That expression... looks strangely familiar.'

Now I see that it's not just white.

I was wearing clothes that I didn't even know I was wearing.

It's neat from top to bottom, it's like...

"Military uniform?"

on.

The military uniform also had rank insignia.

There are three V's. You're my boss...?

Two V's, the rank insignia of his seniors that he, who had been discharged as a sergeant, could not even look at straight

The military uniform doll asked with a ~_~ expression.

"Are you a spy?"

The speech is short.

And the kind of speech that elementary school students would use in a game.

But in the doll's hand was a lump of metal that appeared to be a pistol.

I couldn't tell what it was because it was hidden in the shadows, but I had a feeling it was definitely a pistol.

Director Park Hyeong-jin hurriedly waved his hand.

"Ah, no... I'm not a spy. I brought those things at the direction of President Joo Yong-ho!"

"Is this positive?"

"Are you sure about that? Oh...! Is it true? Yes! It's true. Look at this text!"

Director Park Hyeong-jin held out his cell phone.

It was a text message containing instructions from CEO Joo Yong-ho.

The military doll stared blankly at the screen of his cell phone and then put the lump of iron back into his back pocket.

Swish.

"Whew..."

Director Park Hyeong-jin breathed a sigh of relief.

I escaped the brink of death.

Then, out of nowhere, the military uniform doll held out a rope.

"Who can help with supplies?"

"...yes?"

"Who can help with supplies?"

I felt an inexplicable sense of pressure from the military uniform doll's ~_~ expression.

Director Park Hyeong-jin closed his eyes tightly and accepted the rope.

"...I will help you."

I was sitting in the makeshift command and control room, scratching the bridge of my nose.

Fortunately, the healer's laptop didn't need to be charged.

I clicked the mouse.

"What is this old man?"

We sent the attachment platoon to the coordinates that CEO Joo Yong-ho had told us.

It took some time for the mini fighter to break down and I had to swim.

Anyway, the attachment squad arrived at the coordinates safely.

The problem is that it was parked on a truck in that corner.

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't have known."

But I was able to move freely where the attachment platoon was.

Other people can't see me.

So I found a truck hidden behind the construction site.

Furthermore, a man claiming to be a subordinate of CEO Joo Yong-ho was also discovered.

"I saw the text message and it's true."

The phone number in the text message was the same as the official number that President Joo Yong-ho had separately provided.

I've hired a worker, so I can't just pass it by.

It is written as hiring a man as a worker and read as kidnapping.

Thanks to that, the work was finished quickly.

The man who introduced himself as Director Park Hyeong-jin was meticulous.

The attachment platoon made a makeshift raft by spreading out plastic thinly, and Chief Park Hyung-jin cut a tarpaulin and wrapped it well to keep the supplies from getting wet.

"Ah, it's done!"

Director Park Hyeong-jin said excitedly, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Director Park Hyeong-jin, whose eyes used to roll around here and there, had now turned into bright, clear-eyed madmen.

I nodded.

"Well, I feel refreshed after working."

When you work, your body gets tired, but your mind becomes clear.

There's no need to think about anything else.