NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 120



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Kyung Sung Scandal (9)

The staff of the Korean Army Command, including Lieutenant General Shinnosuke, resolved in a cramped conference room to put all units on the Korean Peninsula on combat readiness.

But the echo that resonates from a high mountain must hit every mountain peak to be an echo.

Likewise, these orders only take effect when given outside the conference room.

In other words,

“If you can’t get out of the conference room, then the orders from command are ineffective.”

Miwa and the squad leader had a rough idea of ​​what the soldiers were thinking and doing.

It was not that his insight was superior to that of other police officers, but that he had taken note of the recent clash between the Army and Navy Ministries in Tokyo.

He knew full well that the soldiers would not be captured easily, so he divided the police he brought into three groups. One group was to search for all people and information related to Major Tsugimoto, while the others concentrated on raiding and disarming the armed men within the base.

The rest stormed the command building to capture the commander along with Miwa.

“… … .”

In front of Lieutenant General Shinnosuke Kikuchi, the commander in charge of the Japanese forces on the Korean Peninsula and capable of moving two divisions of the Imperial Japanese Army with a single wave of his hand, stood Chief Miwa of the Special Investigation Unit under the direct control of the Government-General.

“Shinnosuke Kikuchi, you are hereby arrested on charges of insulting His Majesty the Emperor, conspiracy to commit treason, and other various acts of corruption and bribery.”

“… … A mere police officer, me?”

“It’s too much of a title for a mere rebel leader.”

Behind Miwa, police officers lined up and aimed their guns at Commander Shinnosuke and other staff members, while on Shinnosuke’s side, staff members surrounded him and faced each other with their pistols drawn.

It was a tense situation where if anyone moved even a little, the trigger would be pulled and blood could blow in an instant.

Naturally, if gunfire were to ring out here, the police would suffer as well, but the North Korean military headquarters would suffer the most.

Their current armament consisted of only a pistol they carried around for decoration on their waists and a Japanese sword for ceremonial purposes.

The sword had no edge, and the magazine in the pistol may or may not have cartridges.

So everyone’s faces turned pale as if they were going to die at any moment, and their hands holding guns were shaking violently.

Commander Shinnosuke was also well aware of this situation, but since being a commander meant being captured by the police would be a disgrace to a soldier, he had no intention of being captured easily.

‘If I die, I’m dead. I can’t be dragged out of here.’

Commander Shinnosuke would rather die than live in shame, even if it meant hurting the pride that a warrior should have as a soldier.

The staff also knew the commander’s personality well, so they were all helpless and just stamped their feet.

“The tide has turned. So surrender quietly and save the lives of your men.”

“A soldier’s life is not mine but that of the country… …. There should be no shame or hesitation on this path that a man of integrity walks.”

“… … When a traitor speaks like a martyr, the world really is in the end times.”

“If you want to get me out of here, you’ll have to kill me and turn me into a corpse.”

“Then I will do that for you.”

Miwa said so and raised her hand.

At the same time, the police officers’ hands were busy, and they all pulled the trigger and prepared to shoot.

Now, if Miwa’s hand falls from the air, the Joseon military command will end its life as a traitor to the Empire of Japan.

‘It’s the end.’

Lieutenant General Shinnosuke was afraid of his own death, which was approaching him.

But it is shameful for a soldier to fear death as a superior when his subordinates are by his side.

So I closed my eyes and pushed the fear away.

“At that moment, the sound of a tin can rolling on the floor was heard. This sound was very similar to what goes on in the minds of the Imperial Police, who consider their investigation to be about beating people up without thinking and leaving their thoughts to others.”

“?”

Suddenly, someone’s voice was heard in the hallway, followed by the sound of a can rolling.

One of the cans that had been rolling down the hallway with such a loud noise stopped at Miwa’s feet.

-Pishuuuuu.

Then it started emitting white smoke.

“Clang clang.”

“what’s this?”

“Is it poison gas? Everyone, cover your nose and mouth!”

“Clang clang… … . What is this… … . Clang clang… … .”

The smoke pouring out of the can soon filled the small conference room, and everyone who was directly exposed to the smoke began to hold their throats and cough repeatedly.

The shock was so intense that it was hard to even stand upright due to the stinging sensation in the nose and the pain that made it difficult to breathe properly.

“Get out first… … . Get out… … .”

Miwa tried to evacuate her subordinates outside due to the sudden smoke.

-Swoop… … Phew… … .

A heavy breathing sound, mixed with the sound of metal, could be heard in the pure white smoke.

Miwa opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at him.

And it was thrilling.

“Uh, that’s… … .”

There was someone standing there.

Because the white smoke covered the surroundings, all that was visible was the shape of a person… …. But Miwa immediately knew who the person was.

“The Ghost of Gyeongseong… …!”

Then a dim doll began to walk towards him and gradually took shape.

He looked like an angel of death, wearing a yellow military uniform from head to toe, a cape, a green helmet pulled over his head, and a black gas mask pulled over his face.

“You’re wrong, salty.”

“Salty, salty?”

In his hand he held a short black staff, which he waved with his hand and it instantly grew longer.

“I am Major Daisuke Tsugimoto, a supply officer directly under the Command of the Korean Garrison Forces.”

“What?!”

Miwa looked at the other person, forgetting the burning pain in her eyes and throat.

Clearly, Lieutenant General Tsugimoto is dead.

He even checked the body!

“You’re using a different number… … The Ghost of Gyeongseong.”

“You’re the one who’s playing the odds, you rascal.”

Miwa was convinced that the being before her eyes was the ghost of Gyeongseong.

It wasn’t like there was any hard evidence or anything, but all his senses were telling him that he was the ghost of Gyeongseong, and Miwa trusted her feelings.

“Don’t move, Ghost of Gyeongseong.”

Miwa pulled out her pistol with great difficulty and aimed it at the man wearing a gas mask.

He intended to capture the ghost of Gyeongseong today and put an end to this chaos.

“You’re going to catch me for something like that?”

But the opponent did not show any fear even after seeing the muzzle of the gun, and slowly walked forward.

“I told you not to move!”

“Why don’t you try that?”

Miwa’s judgment became clouded as she shed tears and drooled in the thick smoke.

When he saw the ghost of Gyeongseong walking towards him, emotions he had never felt before in his life welled up in him.

It’s not sweet words like love or longing.

Something more primitive than that, something that has been with mankind since before the beginning of civilization.

It’s scary.

-Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fear moved Miwa’s fingers.

The muzzle flashed, the bullet hit the opponent’s torso, and Miwa’s fear was allayed.

‘If it’s to that extent, it won’t be instant death, so if we take him to the hospital right away, maybe we can save his life… …?’

But the opponent was unharmed even after being shot.

All there was was a brief pause.

“What, what is this… … .”

“Are you done?”

“… … .”

Miwa tried to pull the trigger again, but her opponent was faster.

“Ouch!”

“The fun ends here.”

The opponent grabbed Miwa by the neck and lifted him up with one hand.

Miwa, who was left hanging in the air like a prisoner being hanged, flailed her hands and feet, but it was only a meaningless resistance.

“Miwa.”

“Turn it on… … .”

“I started a game, but wouldn’t it be boring to finish it all by myself in an instant?”

“Ugh… … .”

If the ghost had just exerted one bit of force on her hand, Miwa would have died without even being able to utter her will, but for some reason, the ghost did not kill Miwa.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you right away.”

The ghostly voice that buzzed from beyond the gas mask was smoother than the surface of a wooden surface that had just been scraped off with sandpaper.

It’s hard to believe that this is the voice of someone who is trying to kill himself right now.

“Miwa and Class President, next time we meet, I hope you’ll be a better person than this.”

“Ouch… … .”

Miwa wanted to ask what the hell he was talking about, but she couldn’t make a sound because her throat was grabbed.

“Come back stronger.”

The opponent said so and threw Miwa out the window.

* * *

It’s only a two-story building, so if you throw it out, Miwa won’t die.

If you die, it will be your own fault.

‘That motherfucker is shooting a gun and causing trouble. What a load of trouble.’

If Miwa hadn’t fired her gun right away, I was planning on beating her up a few times and knocking her out.

But he shot me, whether it was because he was determined to catch me or because he just shot me by mistake.

It was fortunate that I had hidden the bulletproof vest I had used in Shanghai inside my coat, otherwise I might have crossed the Jordan River as it was.

‘Next time we meet, I’m really going to kill you.’

They only kept Miwa alive because if they killed her now, the conflict between the Japanese Government-General of Korea and the Korean military would not properly erupt.

My appearance here wasn’t entirely planned, it was because Miwa and that crazy guy raided the headquarters and tried to end the incident in an instant.

‘We need to quickly take the commander out.’

Perhaps because it was used in such an open space, the tear gas smoke was gradually fading away.

In particular, some of the police officers were now starting to come to their senses and were even seen getting up from their seats.

“Ugh… … . My throat.”

“Ugh.”

They had guns in their hands, and all I had was a long stick… … Ironically, I had the advantage over them.

“hey.”

“?”

-Whew.

Every single one of the guys who came to their senses was hit in the head or neck and fell down.

You may not die, but when you wake up later, it will hurt like you died and came back to life.

After clearing away the police blocking my way and entering the conference room, I saw my staff members rolling around on the floor, shaking as if they were having a seizure, and the commander who had collapsed with his eyes bloodshot and foaming at the mouth.

‘Hmm… I guess it was too effective.’

I’ve felt this before, but somehow this tear gas grenade felt more powerful when it was defective than when it was properly made.

If a normal product can subdue people to a certain extent, a defective product is not subdued but rather makes people lose their minds.

‘This is a headache.’

I couldn’t take them all out like this.

So there is always only one conclusion.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”

He roughly shook the commander’s body and slapped his cheeks violently.

Then, the consciousness of the commander who had gone on a tour of Andromeda far away gradually returned to Earth.

“Umm… … . Who… … . Who is it… … .”

“I’m going. Tsugimoto!”

“Tsukimoto… … ? Tsugimoto Daisuke… … ?”

“Yes, I will!”

“No, how… … .”

The commander was startled by my words, opened his eyes wide and came to his senses.

“What is this all about?”

“There’s no time to explain. There are police officers outside right now.”

“Uh, our soldiers?”

“It’s been a long time since I was subdued by the police.”

“Umm… … .”

“I’ll get you out of here first. Once you get to Daegu, things will work out somehow.”

Another North Korean regiment was stationed in Daegu.

Although the regiment stationed in Yongsan was subdued in an instant, it was okay because there were still some units remaining in Daegu and other places.

“Oh, I see.”

The commander thought.

“From now on, I will carry the commander on my back… … Please hold on to me tightly.”

“Please.”

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 121