NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 125



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Flash point (4)

-Chiiik.

The sound of pork belly being placed on hot grills was loud everywhere.

Just by hearing the sound, it seemed like a barbecue party was taking place somewhere, but unfortunately, that was not the case.

“Tell me! What is the police department up to right now!”

“Kuaaaah!!!”

“Are you still holding on? Are you still holding on? Okay, let’s see how long you can hold on!”

-Chiiik.

Lieutenant General Shinnosuke Kikuchi, the commander of the Joseon army who had taken refuge in Daegu, immediately took command of the 80th Regiment in Daegu, took control of the city, and raided the administrative building and police station belonging to the Government-General.

As the armed soldiers rushed in all at once, even the Imperial Police had no choice but to collapse in an instant without any real response, and soon hundreds of police officers and civil servants became ‘prisoners’ of the Imperial Japanese Army.

Commander Shinnosuke selected officers or high-ranking detectives from the police department from among the prisoners he had captured and conducted high-intensity ‘interrogations’. Among them was Senior Superintendent Noh Deok-sul, who had been temporarily dispatched to Daegu from the Gyeongnam Provincial Security Agency.

The Joseon military officers who heard in detail about the activities taking place at Seodaemun Prison through spies planted in Gyeongseong were furious.

Although they were in different units, everyone felt angry when they heard that their seniors, juniors, and peers who had been in the same unit were suffering at the hands of the police.

When other regiments stationed in Pyongyang, Nanam, and Wonsan in the north, including Daegu, heard this news, they came forward to join Commander Shinnosuke’s cause.

In this situation, ‘Koreans’, ‘imperial police’, ‘higher class’.

The appearance of No Deok-sul, which had all these elements, was like a gift set of cookies received from parents on Christmas.

“I, I don’t know anything.”

“know.”

“Then why are you doing this to me!”

“Well, I don’t know.”

-Chiiik.

“Kuaaaah!!!”

“… … I haven’t even heard of it yet, Inma.”

Although Noh Deok-sul was praised by his colleagues and superiors for his creative torture skills in breaking suspects’ mouths, he opened his mouth before he could even begin his work.

“Okay! I get it! I’ll tell you everything I know! I’ll tell you everything… … .”

“Do you want me to clean this up?”

“yes.”

“Well, that’s what it is.”

The officer who was interrogating Noh Deok-sul laughed at his pitiful pleading and put down the red-hot piece of iron.

Then, as if he had been waiting, No Deok-sul also began to pour out all the information he knew.

“A while ago, the police department sent a telegram to the provinces, saying that they were introducing new weapons to bolster the firepower of the police!”

“New weapon?”

“Yeah, a new weapon! That’s… … . It was a machine gun, I think… … .”

“Machine gun? The police have introduced machine guns?”

“Uh… … . He said it was a hand-held machine gun!”

This was the first time I heard this information.

The Governor-General is giving new weapons to his police officers… … And not just any weapons, but machine guns.

And machine guns were mostly used for military purposes, so doesn’t that mean the police will adopt military weapons as their official firearms?

-bang!

This news was immediately reported to Commander Shinnosuke.

“They were accusing us of being traitors for stealing military supplies from the warehouse… … but the truth is that the Governor-General’s followers were secretly carrying out the work.”

It was a truly outrageous thing.

The Government-General is trying to make the military into traitors by any means possible by making all sorts of false accusations and slandering claims, and now they are even bringing in fake evidence. But aren’t they actually preparing to fight the military while secretly trading weapons in the home country?

It’s mind-boggling no matter how many times I think about it.

“Your Majesty, I have already found out the details of the Governor-General’s arms trade, including the date and time of the trade and the location, through No Deok-sul.”

“The Government-General has been troubling us so far, so now it’s our turn to troubling them!”

“Right! Right!”

The subordinate officers were also indignant at the Governor-General’s actions and ordered immediate action.

If Lieutenant General Shinnosuke had said here that we should be careful because it might be a trap, everyone might have deserted en masse.

“Good! Contact the 77th Regiment in Pyongyang immediately and tell them to distract the attention of the Governor-General so that we can do our work comfortably!”

But Commander Shinnosuke had no intention of letting this opportunity slip away.

‘Saito Makoto, you raccoon-like bastard… … Do you think I’ll just be treated like this?’

In the past, I was unilaterally beaten by the Governor-General and was branded a traitor, but now things are different.

Commander Shinnosuke intended to use this operation as an opportunity to expose the corruption of the Government-General one by one and bring down Governor-General Saito, who had driven him into a corner.

‘When the final moment comes, only heaven will decide who will be smiling.’

Shinnosuke wanted to make that very sky his ally.

“We will not have a second chance. If we fail to defeat the Governor-General in this fight, we will be framed by traitors and die as traitors!”

Commander Shinnosuke immediately drew his sword and struck the table with all his might.

His sword sank into the table with a sharp, sharp sound, and Commander Shinnosuke continued speaking while fiddling with his numb hands.

“But if we win today, we will return as heroes of the Empire of Japan… … What is your name, who defends the country and protects His Majesty the Emperor from the wicked villains who seek to overthrow the country and create their own world?”

“This is the Imperial Japanese Army!”

“Then what is your job!”

“It is to destroy the enemy!”

“Good! It’s a punishment for traitors!”

As soon as the commander finished speaking, the regimental commander standing next to him shouted “Cheers!” in a loud voice.

“Long live His Majesty the Emperor!”

“Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!”

The conference room soon became noisy with cheers.

The commander gave a secret order to his adjutant amidst the enthusiastic cheers of his officers.

“Make sure to strictly control your mouth.”

“What do you mean by ‘mouth control’… ?”

“The prisoners currently being held underground, and the guys who were interrogated.”

The commander gave the order without saying a word, simply striking his neck twice with the blade of his hand.

“Ah… … . I understand.”

* * *

“Where is that dog barking… … .”

“… … .”

A gloomy night in Gyeongseong.

Hwang Geon-cheol, who had been working at the Chosun Ilbo until late at night, encountered an unfamiliar, yet somehow familiar, person in a deserted alley on his way home.

“Oh, I didn’t say anything to you, so don’t worry about it.”

“… …Who are you?”

“Who could it be? Someone you don’t know.”

“!!!”

Hwang Geon-cheol felt the hairs on his body stand on end at the familiar tone of voice that he seemed to have heard somewhere before.

It may sound a little strange, but he knew who was always saying those words and in what situations they were used.

“Hey, the ghost of Gyeongseong… …!”

“Tseuup… … . You keep calling me that.”

Hwang Geon-cheol, who had personally witnessed the ghost of Gyeongseong, about which rumors had only been circulating, was startled and took a couple of steps back.

“Oh, then that won’t work.”

Then, as if it had been waiting, the ghost pulled out its gun and aimed it at Geoncheol.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

Geon-cheol thought back on his past and tried to recall if he had done anything that would interest a big shot like the ghost of Gyeongseong, but he couldn’t think of anything that he had done wrong.

If I had to really force myself to say something, it would be that I was lucky to have been born to a father who sold out his country and lived a comfortable life.

“You already know that.”

Just as there is no child in the world who can choose his parents with his own hands, if Hwang Geon-cheol had known that things would turn out this way, he would not have been born as his father’s son.

Hwang Geon-cheol had always considered it the greatest fortune of his life to be born as his father’s son, but now that he thought of dying because of his father who sold out his country, resentment toward his parents welled up from the depths of his heart.

“Wait a minute… … . Please wait a moment!”

“Well, that’s what it is.”

At the same time, my desire for life also grew.

If you were to pick the most horrific period in Hwang Geon-cheol’s not-so-long life, it would be the new employee training he went through after joining the Chosun Ilbo.

Every day was a hellish experience of blood and teeth grinding, but through all that suffering, Hwang Geon-cheol learned a few things: that all hardships will eventually end and that he must do whatever it takes to survive.

“I, I am too valuable to die here! Even though I am this, this person, I have many opportunities to come into contact with important information from the Chosun Ilbo… … If you let me live, I will hand over that information.”

“okay?”

As Hwang Geon-cheol said that, he took a step back.

Meanwhile, his eyes scanned his surroundings, looking for something that could be used as a weapon.

Then, I saw an umbrella thrown half-broken in the trash can and I quietly reached out to it… … .

“What are you going to do with a broken umbrella when my gun is already pointed at you?”

Hwang Geon-cheol, who was about to pick up an umbrella, flinched and pretended to brush the dust off his pants.

“Ahem… … . What do you mean?”

“The sound of the rolling eyes was so loud.”

“… … .”

My heart sank.

Hwang Geon-cheol tried hard to pretend that he was fine, but his heart was beating like crazy and sweat was pouring down his face like rain.

‘What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?’

Hwang Geon-cheol asked himself endless questions, but there was no way to overcome this situation.

If you try to force your way through, your opponent will have a gun in his hand, and rumor has it that the ghost of Gyeongseong is a martial arts master, so he will probably leave this world soon.

Even if I tried to appeal to their kindness, it didn’t seem like the other person would listen.

‘Oh my father… … .’

Guncheol lowered his head in disappointment.

And then I waited for death to come.

but.

“Really… … . How can a young person just give up on life like an old man who just died?”

“… … ?”

As Hwang Geon-cheol raised his head, the ghost pulled the trigger.

“Whoaaaa!”

Guncheol was startled and fell backwards, but strangely enough, he felt no pain.

I quickly looked around his body to find any wounds, but strangely enough, there weren’t any.

Then, Geon-cheol carefully raised his head and looked up at the ghost, and there was something strange about his gun.

“You’re so surprised, like a caveman seeing fire for the first time.”

“… … ?”

Instead of pure white smoke, a faint flame rose from his pistol.

Just like a lighter.

“Uh… … . Uh uh… … ?”

The ghost brought the flame of the gun to his face and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

Then, beyond the faint flame, his face appeared… … . It was a face that seemed somehow familiar.

“How long are you going to sit on the floor, Hwang Geon-cheol?”

“Instructor Tsugimoto?”

“It’s been a while, Hwang Geon-cheol.”

He was the instructor who had been manipulating Hwang Geon-cheol and his classmates at the last new employee training session.

“No, instructor, why are you here… … ?”

Hwang Geon-cheol looked up at him with a bewildered face.

It felt like my common sense was collapsing when I saw that the person I had thought was definitely the ghost of Gyeongseong had the face of someone I knew.

‘Is Instructor Tsugimoto the Ghost of Gyeongseong? No, but he’s Japanese.’

While he was trying to force himself to understand something he couldn’t understand, Instructor Tsugimoto reached out to him.

“Hwang Geon-cheol.”

“yes?”

“You, let’s do one thing together.”

“yes?”

“If you hold this hand, you will work with me.”

“yes?”

Instructor Tsugimoto smiled and held out his hand, but in his other hand he was holding a pistol.

As expected, it was clearly different from the one I had seen a little while ago.

NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 126