1979, Manager Kim is Inheriting Dictatorship! - Chapter 88



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Episode 88

Unable to resist Kim Jang-mi’s urging, I ended up sending a message to my older sister as soon as the sun rose.

Fortunately, the antibody samples I had picked up were safely in Coco’s toy box and in good condition.

I explained the general situation to my sister and asked her to keep the specimen safe.

He said that once the work is almost finished, it will be transferred to the National Institute of Health in Chungju.

“Tell Dr. Jang! Never! Never touch me first! Understand? Okay?”

“Yes, yes.”

Of course, my older sister would have chewed, torn, and tasted it before that, but it wasn’t my place to interfere.

I went out to find the group that had gone down to the ground to avoid Kim Jang-mi’s nagging.

“Are you here?”

“Why are you all gathered here?”

“Because of the helicopter.”

All unidentified intruders who had forged their identities as NIS agents were killed by our own hands.

However, the small helicopter they had arrived in was still left intact on the ground.

I wondered what they were doing in the morning, but it seemed like everyone was gathered there to check on the helicopter’s condition.

At that moment, Sergeant Park Deok-gu, who had been searching the inside of the helicopter, approached and saluted.

“You came.”

“Are you looking for something?”

“It’s clean. It looks like they’ve deliberately forged the serial number.”

Well, they came here with forged National Intelligence Service IDs, so there’s no way the helicopter they came in on was a Korean airliner.

But what mattered now was not the helicopter’s nationality, but whether it was operational.

I climbed into the cleanly maintained small helicopter and looked around the cockpit.

“Can it be operated?”

“There doesn’t seem to be any major issues on the outside. The fuel is intact and there are no leaks. But you know what? There’s no one to actually pilot it.”

Piloting a helicopter isn’t something you can acquire quickly like getting a car license.

Right now, the campus shelter only had one person available to operate a helicopter.

“How did it originally operate?”

“There were about four private management team members hired by the Korean branch itself, and there were also about two aviation warrant officers dispatched by the military.”

“There are more than I thought.”

“Yes, but most of them were on rotational duty, so they were dispatched outside. Naturally, we lost contact with the private management team a long time ago.”

What good is it to have a perfectly good helicopter if there’s no one to pilot it?

Those around him let out a sigh of regret at the words, “It’s literally a pie in the sky.”

“Has there been any contact from upstairs yet?”

“We are trying to contact you continuously. But if we had contacted you, you would have arrived already… … .”

Considering the location and importance of the facility, it was not a place to be given up on so easily.

Perhaps, as Park Han-na said, the government did not even have the capacity to send support.

In the end, all that remains is for each person to survive.

I made a suggestion to Sergeant Park Deok-gu, who was looking at the helicopter with a regretful expression.

“Come with us to a Korean university.”

“yes?”

“There is a shelter where we used to stay. It is quite large and well-organized.”

“Will you accept us?”

“We’ll have to talk about the details. But I don’t think you’ll hate it.”

It was difficult to secure the building because of Q2, but the warehouse was full of supplies and fuel.

In addition, there are commanders and platoon members with extensive combat experience, as well as helicopters.

In fact, it wouldn’t have been strange if they had asked us to join them on campus instead of us.

“How many people are there?”

“There are about 80 people including us.”

“There are more than I thought.”

“That’s what I’m worried about. It’s quite a distance to the Korean university. Can you take them all there?”

“Don’t worry. There is a way.”

Kang Pil-jae, who brought hundreds of people, is here, so it’s no use worrying about only 80 people.

I lightly dismissed his worries, saying that it was a matter of moving through a safe, secret route.

Beep!

[Mr. Algebra!]

At that moment, Kim Jang-mi sent an urgent call from the walkie-talkie in her front pocket.

Did Q2 move?

Startled, I quickly got out of the helicopter and received the radio transmission.

“What’s going on?”

[I think you should come up now!]

“Is it Q2?”

[No, that’s not it! I, I don’t know how to explain this. Just come and see for now.]

“I’ll be there shortly.”

Judging from the urgent tone of his voice, something must have happened, but he is not sure if he will speak at length.

Feeling puzzled, I picked up my bag and equipment and went up to the 12th floor.

* * *

I had only been away for about two hours, but the atmosphere in the hideout suddenly changed.

Should I say it was noisy? Strangely, everyone seemed to be preparing to leave, packing up their bags or tidying up their seats.

We were dumbfounded and stared blankly at the people moving around frantically.

“Mr. Daesu!”

At that moment, Kim Jang-mi, who had been fidgeting on one side, hurriedly ran over to this side.

“What’s going on all of a sudden?”

“I think the platoon leader told me that he had contacted the shelter in Seongbuk-gu. Now that he’s heard that, everyone’s going there and making a fuss.”

Squadron leader? Are you talking about that brat who caused friction with the platoon members when he first came here?

After being quiet for a while, he appeared out of the blue and told me about the shelter.

By the way, it’s Seongbuk-gu.

I heard there were a few more decent shelters in Seoul, but I didn’t know there was one in Seongbuk-gu.

“Did you contact them directly?”

“Yes, I think it’s a real place. The person in charge there is someone who knows the platoon leader.”

In Korea, school ties, regional ties, and connections are so tenacious that at times like this, an acquaintance of mine appears.

Judging by the people moving busily, it seems like the platoon leader has put in some air.

“Sergeant!”

However, he did not tell anything to his subordinates, the deputy platoon leader and his platoon members.

Sergeant Park Deok-gu, who heard the news almost immediately, quickly went to find his platoon leader.

“What is it?”

The platoon leader, who would normally be timid, straightened his back and faced the deputy platoon leader today.

Sergeant Park Deok-gu, who was even more dumbfounded by the sight, suppressed his anger and complained.

“What is going on now? We’re suddenly moving to a shelter! Are we done talking?”

“Do I have to tell you everything?”

“Sergeant! Stop this strange stubbornness! How can you suddenly give us this kind of notice when we’re not even moving enough?”

No matter how much conflict there was, they are comrades who fought while eating the same meal.

It really wasn’t right for me to move alone like this in a situation where help was not enough.

But the platoon leader started to act like a fool, even though he had apologized immediately.

“Is Sergeant Park qualified to say that?”

“……yes?”

“Securing the building, what the heck? You just kept doing reckless things and things got to this point! No, you were manipulated by someone who wasn’t even a soldier in the first place, and in the end, you just made the situation worse.”

The platoon leader raised his voice as if to make sure the people could hear and confronted Sergeant Park Deok-gu head-on.

Sergeant Park Deok-gu looked around, momentarily dumbfounded, but everyone was slowly avoiding eye contact.

It’s too much.

The atmosphere changed after all the hard work the platoon members had done over just one failure.

Sergeant Park Deok-gu’s face turned red, as if he felt so wronged that he was angry.

“This, this is profit… … !”

“Vice-Captain! Please be patient!”

If you swing your fist in front of everyone, the situation will only get worse.

The platoon members rushed over and blocked Sergeant Park Deok-gu and the platoon leader.

But the platoon leader didn’t stop there and shouted at the platoon members who had gathered.

“How long are you guys going to stay like this? If you die here, do you think anyone will notice? Do you think anyone will give you a medal?”

They are mostly in their early 20s, fresh out of college, wearing military uniforms and carrying guns.

I had no intention of fighting monsters here as a platoon member.

The only driving force that moved them was the weight of a sense of mission that remained.

“Now, shouldn’t we each go our own way? Am I wrong? If I’m wrong, tell me!”

“Shut your mouth, you little brat!”

But the shout of the platoon leader, who had no sense of mission to begin with, shook them.

Black ink like resignation, self-reproach, and sadness slowly begins to seep through them.

Some lowered their heads, while others lowered their guns, which felt heavy.

“Brother, this… … .”

“Yes, it’s not good.”

I know without you saying it.

The group was falling apart from within.

* * *

No matter how much a bowl breaks, stagnant water will flow somewhere.

I had to find something to do even in the midst of the chaos.

The first of these was to contact Captain Kang, who was having a busy day.

[There is no reason not to get it. I especially want to pay for the helicopter.]

“thank god.”

[By the way… … The situation over there doesn’t seem to be very good. Are your group okay?]

“We’re fine. But I think the number of people going there will be greatly reduced.”

After a day of the platoon leader’s uproar, cracks began to appear.

As many as 59 out of 80 people decided to leave for a shelter in Seongbuk-gu.

What was even more shocking was that several of them were platoon members who had participated in the operation.

I wasn’t upset.

I just had to smoke because my mouth felt bitter.

[Soldiers are people too. No matter how strong a person is, there are bound to be times when they get tired. Even if there is a sweet reward, it is not easy to overcome the crisis of death.]

“It’s sad.”

[Yes, that’s why the commander’s role is important. He must always keep in mind that soldiers are people, not machines. Haha, of course, even I sometimes forget when I say this.]

Captain Kang burst into a bitter laugh over the radio, as if he had been feeling a lot lately.

But that was only for a moment, as soon he spoke in a bright voice about what was to come.

[First of all, securing a helicopter is a priority. I will send support there. Could you please move the cruise ship towards Dongjak?]

“Yes, leave that to me.”

[I will contact you again. Please take care of yourself and I hope to see you in good health.]

Unable to secure the building on our own, we ended up having to receive help from Captain Kang.

I looked at the people leaving in the distance, feeling that it was somehow a half-success.

“Mr. Daesu.”

While I was lost in thought for a while, Sergeant Park Deok-gu approached me with a haggard face.

I naturally held out my cigarette, and he also naturally bit into it and spoke.

“There are a total of 21 people going to campus, including civilians. Is that okay?”

“Yes, I was told there was no problem.”

“That’s fortunate.”

Although the number of people has been reduced from 80 to 21, there are definitely more high-level personnel here.

But Sergeant Park was watching his platoon members leave, not feeling too good.

“Are you upset?”

“Whew, what’s there to be upset about? Actually, that’s not wrong. We can’t keep pushing the kids into a corner forever, and if they want to go, we have to send them. I hope they adapt well and stay safe when they get there.”

Given the situation in Seoul, if we part ways here, we may never meet again.

Sergeant Park Deok-gu smiled bitterly as he sent off the platoon members he had grown close to.

“Let’s go, there’s a lot to prepare.”

“yes.”

Once the reinforcements from campus arrive, it’s time to start transporting supplies and personnel.

We woke up, shaking off the bitter ash of cigarette smoke, because there was still more work to be done.

A blizzard was blowing in the sky, and as usual, darkness fell on the gray city.

Chijijik, chijik!

However, the situation that seemed to be going smoothly soon encountered a variable called the twist of fate.

[Please, please save me! Chijijik, chitchak… …! It’s Q2! He’s here… … Kkaaaak!]

That night, radio transmissions came in from the 59 survivors who had left their hideout, crying for help.

Q2, which should have been on the 35th floor, started hunting its escaped prey.