NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 106



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Little Boy (5)

A period of meaningless fighting between the Army and Navy in Tokyo, eroding the Japanese Empire’s defense capabilities in real time.

This was a time when the government could do nothing and just suck its thumb.

A man was walking through downtown Tokyo.

“The weather is nice.”

“Yes, Master, the sky is particularly clear today.”

“This is all because the factories are not working and are resting. Since the factories are not polluting the sky, the sky has regained its original color.”

“Isn’t it more that the typhoon has blown away the bad air?”

“Well, that could be something like that.”

Kita Itki, who returned to Tokyo after it had been destroyed by the earthquake and fighting, looked up at the sky.

There was no particular meaning to this behavior, it was just a habit.

When you have something important to do, it’s a habit to look up at the sky and roughly guess your fortune for the day.

“Looking at the clear blue sky, today’s fortune will surely be very bad.”

“… … A great disaster?”

Nishida, Kita Itki’s disciple and servant, tilted his head and asked him.

“If it’s a big disaster, isn’t that a bad thing?”

“Not good.”

“May I ask why you think it’s unlucky when the sky is clear?”

“Don’t ask, it’s not okay.”

“… … .”

Nishida had been chasing Kita Itki for several years, but he could not adapt to the words that poured out of his eccentric, incomprehensible mind.

But I couldn’t stand up to my teacher, so I just sighed in secret and let it go.

“… … If your fortune is very bad, how about moving today’s meeting to tomorrow or the day after?”

“Moving? The street dogs that live by digging through trash cans on the street are living in the midst of the daily misfortune that comes, so there is no problem. Rather, it is at times like this that great fortune should not come.”

“yes???”

Nishida didn’t understand Kita Itki.

And it was the same for everyone else.

“Today is one of the worst days of all, so things will go well.”

The words of the unknown guitarist reverberated through the streets, winding around the rubble of the collapsed buildings in Tokyo.

“Stop!”

As Kita Itki and his group confidently entered the heart of Tokyo, officers and soldiers in yellow uniforms blocked their path.

“I am Lieutenant Azuma of the 3rd Regiment of the 1st Division, which protects Tokyo. Tell me your name!”

Kita Itki opened his mouth, looking at the officer who was pointing a gun at him with a blank expression.

“Guitar Itki.”

“?!”

The officer seemed slightly surprised when he recognized him, then his face relaxed slightly and he asked the question again.

“Where are you going?”

“The Emperor.”

A look of irritation rose on Lieutenant Azuma’s face as he continued to speak succinctly.

“… … You have a pass, right?”

“There is no such thing.”

At Kita Itki’s words that he didn’t have a pass, Lieutenant Azuma sighed and showed a stern expression.

“Tokyo citizens cannot walk around the streets without a pass issued by the Army Ministry! This is a measure for the safety of the citizens, so everyone must follow it without complaint!”

At Lieutenant Azuma’s words, Nishida, who had been standing next to Kita Itki, stepped forward and tried to persuade him.

“Lieutenant Azuma, I am Nishida from the regiment next door… … .”

Nishida couldn’t finish speaking.

Because before he could finish speaking, Kita Itki threw him to the ground with a sledgehammer.

“Ouch!”

“!!!”

Lieutenant Azuma’s soldiers looked at Kita Itki in shock at seeing their commander fall out of the room.

The person who had actually started the trouble simply straightened his clothes as if he had just gotten rid of a pesky fly and continued walking on his way.

“Ah, no… … . I, I… … .”

“Uh, what should I do?”

“How do you do it? What do you do?”

The soldiers just let the guitar go.

It’s not that I’m afraid of Kita Itki.

It was ridiculous that a soldier with a gun in his hand would be afraid of a civilian with no hands.

But since it was clear that if they shot the man here, the thousands of eyes watching them would instantly turn them into something stuck to the ground, the soldiers used their wisdom and decided to hand this problem over to the Navy.

“Loyalty! If you keep going like this, you will reach the palace.”

As usual, Kita Itki did not answer.

I just kept walking forward.

Nishida, who was looking at the back of his teacher, finally understood what Kita Itki had said about today’s fortune being very bad.

‘That person is the one who determines his own fortune.’

He was a troublemaker in many ways.

but.

‘That’s cool.’

In Nishida’s eyes, he looked cooler than anyone else.

“Nishida! Where are you!”

“Oh! Yes, I’ll go!”

* * *

When in Japan proper, there were lunatics who believed they were loyal to the Japanese Empire and were causing a commotion, saying they would destroy Japan with their own hands and meet the great Emperor Kita Itki.

The best sergeant major of the Yongsan Korean Garrison Command, Major Tsukimoto, was engaged in an invisible battle of wits with the regimental non-commissioned officers.

“Tsugimoto-kun. Why are you blocking off a perfectly good warehouse and preventing us from using it?”

“I felt really bad when our great captain Kiyoshi asked me to give him just one bottle of alcohol.”

“……what?”

“You want to drink a bottle of alcohol before you leave work after work? You ask the food storage for a bottle? These days, the platoon leaders think that officers are worse than the neighborhood dogs.”

Two days after the warehouse was closed, all the battalion commanders in the regiment came running to the supply warehouse with their faces flushed with the spirit of Hongik Ingan, but when they left, they all just sighed in silence and shook their heads.

In a Japanese society where face is important, Chief Kiyoshi’s actions were an act that touched my face.

If something like this had happened in society, everyone would have just sighed and told everyone to try to resolve it, but this is especially true in the military, where the hierarchy is very clear.

And although Captain Kiyoshi has a high rank among the non-commissioned officers, he is still just a non-commissioned officer, and I am an officer.

The other officers, seeing this incident as a case of a non-commissioned officer disregarding the officer’s authority, had no choice but to take my side.

“Whew… … I’ll go talk to Kiyoshi and see how he can get it for our kids.”

“No, you can’t. If you really want to take it, get approval from the Commander. Then I’ll open it for you.”

“Huh… … . Okay, I see.”

So today, Captain Kiyoshi had to listen to the angry scolding of the battalion commander.

If this was how it was going to be, it seemed like in a few days he would come running up to me and punch me in the head.

It was different from how they usually ignored supply officers by suppressing them with authority or rank.

In Japan, face and reputation were important matters.

‘It’s all bullshit.’

I feel sorry for them, but I’m not saying this because I’m mad at some guy whose face I don’t even know, Chief Kiyoshi or whatever.

“Okay! Let me tidy up the warehouse for a bit.”

According to our investigation, the Korean Garrison Command receives food every Wednesday, and ammunition, weapons, and clothing from the home country around the end of every month.

Naturally, all of this was not managed by the supply soldiers in each regiment or battalion, who went out and found their own things, but was all managed by the headquarters.

As far as I know, Major Tsugimoto graduated from the Artillery Department at the Japan Military Academy and the Cavalry Department at the Army University.

In other words, popularization is not his specialty.

But when you ask someone like that to handle almost a division’s worth of supplies, it’s only natural that there will be cases where supplies are missing or the numbers don’t match.

But the higher-ups didn’t know about this situation and continued to harass the only supply officer, so the increase was a lie.

So now the command warehouse is empty.

Oh, of course I left them all blank.

The items that were in the headquarters warehouse might have been mistakenly taken north by a Chosun Ilbo truck disguised as a supply truck due to a mistake by a retired supply officer.

And if you throw them into the Yalu River, some bandit passing by, armed to the point of being suspicious, will pick them up and naturally fill the warehouses of the Korean Independence Army in the North.

Needless to say, while the locations of the items in the supply warehouse were being changed arbitrarily, not a single person stopped me or noticed the series of events.

Everyone’s eyes are focused on the chaos unfolding on the mainland, so they may not be able to see what is happening in their own front yards…

‘A perfect Gara is no longer a Gara.’

On paper, it was just a little empty as usual, so when the warehouse was found to be empty during a surprise inspection, they just said that our supply officer had miscalculated and eaten up another warehouse and let it slide.

There aren’t many people brave enough to criticize officers who have successfully completed the elite courses of the Korea Military Academy and the Korea Army University at the headquarters in Yongsan.

“Ugh… … . Tea!”

That’s why today, I organized the items that I wanted to take out from the supply warehouse with peace of mind.

“Hmm. I heard there’s an epidemic going on in Manchuria right now and there’s a severe shortage of medicine… … This time, I should pack more medicine than food.”

Because Manchuria was a place with poor infrastructure, there were many things lacking and many things that could not be purchased with money.

Even if we could obtain things like guns and ammunition from Zhang Zuolin’s unit in Fengtian, we had to go all the way to the Soviet territory of Primorsky Krai to obtain things like medicine and basic necessities.

However, the image of Koreans in the Soviet Union was not very good due to a series of incidents that occurred during the previous Red-White Civil War, and it was difficult to obtain goods there because the Soviet border guards were watching the border with an eagle eye.

So, they had to diligently procure goods from Joseon or China, which had some leeway, and send them north.

Since the military, then and now, was a group that only consumed without any productive activities, it had to move diligently to feed the Korean independence army that was currently being rebuilt in Manchuria.

‘I think we said that about three thousand people have gathered so far. I wish we could get exactly five thousand people.’

It was said that in Manchuria, the scattered independence fighters were being reunited under the command of Comrade Kim Dong-sam, whom I had met in Shanghai last time.

Last time, there was a lot of talk about the headache caused by the different factions splitting up because of money, but now that such talk has disappeared, it seems that Comrade Kim Dong-sam has solved that problem well.

Anyway, Comrade Kim Dong-sam made full use of his abilities and managed to persuade the Koreans in Manchuria, while avoiding the eyes of the Fengtian clique that ruled Manchuria and the Kwantung Army stationed in Dalian, and establishing himself properly in West Jiandao.

And then, they say they actively recruited graduates of the Shinheung Military Academy and started training independent soldiers again, so they should see some results in a few years.

‘But, at a time like now when Japan is in chaos, it doesn’t seem like it would be a good idea to stab it once… … .’

At a time when Japan was in turmoil and the international community was focused on East Asia, if an independence army had stepped forward and fought the Japanese military, it would have been a sign to the international community that the Korean people’s will for independence had not been broken, and at the same time, it would have been like the Fat Man falling to Japanese politics following the Little Boy of the Great Kanto Earthquake.

‘But still, all my opponents are formidable guys… … .’

But even so, given the current state of the independence army, an all-out war with the Japanese army was impossible.

So, at best, it would be a guerrilla war as before, and since it was common for colonial resistance forces to wage guerrilla warfare, it was difficult to attract the attention of the international community.

‘If possible, it would look better if we confront each other head-on.’

I thought of the Japanese regiments to the north, but quickly shook my head.

Fighting head-on is good, but if you take a lot of damage in battle, that is a problem in itself.

“Whew… … . Where is the Japanese army that is poorly armed and small in size?”

Is there any way such a place could exist?

As I was finishing organizing the warehouse with a sigh mixed with grumbling, the documents I had placed on top of the box fell to the floor.

“Oh my… … .”

I picked up a folder that had fallen on the floor, and it contained a list of supply items to be sent to the Kwantung Army.

“Kwantung Army.”

Come to think of it, there was a place like that.

An army that has just become independent as the Kwantung Army after the Kwantung Governor-General’s Office was changed to the Kwantung Agency and the Kwantung Army was separated from the Kwantung Governor-General’s Army.

I’m talking about the Kwantung Army.

Although there were permanent divisions of the Japanese army stationed in Dalian on a rotational basis, the only units that could be considered Kwantung Army troops were a few guard battalions under its command.

However, the Army division that was supposed to be deployed to Dalian happened to be in Tokyo, and the Army Ministry was unable to approve it.

The units that should have come to Dalian now are stranded in mainland Japan, and the only ones left in Dalian are the Kwantung Army, which is in poor condition.

“Kwantung Army… … .”

The corners of his mouth went up.

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 107