NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 238



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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 238

The storm strikes twice (3)

The midwinter cold has completely retreated, and the whole village is filled with the spirit of spring.

In the land of death that was once filled with corpses, new life was sprouting.

-Bam!

Where new life was sprouting, there was Captain Mutaguchi with his sparkling bald head.

“after…….”

“Captain!”

“Water?”

“Here it is!”

“okay.”

Mutaguchi, who had stuck the shovel into the ground, accepted the water canteen handed to him by the soldier.

“Whoa… … . I guess I’ll have to go back now.”

“But, Captain.”

“why.”

“No, why are you guys from the Bulyeongseon ordering us to dig up a perfectly good mountain? What good would come from mobilizing all the prisoners to dig up the mountain like this?”

As the soldier said, the independence army was currently digging into the mountain using all the Japanese prisoners captured in the previous battle.

“Well, it looks like they’re trying to dig a road through the mountain. They’re probably making us do what they originally wanted to do.”

“Ah… … Is that so?”

“Weren’t there quite a few people captured in this battle? And we had a lot to eat. So they can’t afford to increase their rice consumption, so they’re trying to make them work.”

“Oh… … Is that so? It seems there is nothing the company commander doesn’t know!”

At that moment, a soldier who was listening to this asked.

“But if we keep going up this way, won’t we reach the destination our troops are trying to advance to?”

“Yeah, if you keep going up like this… … you’ll come across the base of the Bulyeongseon guys.”

“Oh… … .”

Mutaguchi looked somewhere beyond the mountain with eyes filled with excellence.

“We will scout out their base, and then return here… … to clear our names.”

“Uh… …. Captain?”

“If we can throw off the stigma that has been placed on everyone and rise again, the Army will also… … .”

“I… … . Captain… … ?”

The soldier grabbed Mutaguchi by the collar and called him, but Mutaguchi, already lost in his own world, did not listen.

-puck!

“Eww!”

“Hey! Mindungsan! Are you playing around again? Didn’t I tell you that if I caught you playing around one more time, I’d break your legs?”

A sharp hand flew to the back of Mutaguchi’s head while he was slacking off.

He had hit her so hard that a bright red handprint was left on the back of her head.

“Ahh… … .”

Mutaguchi looked back, clutching the back of his head, and there was a young soldier with a shining private’s insignia.

“What are you looking at, you rascal? Why don’t you hurry up and get to work?”

Then Captain Mutaguchi glared at the soldier and answered bluntly.

“Hey. Even though I am a prisoner right now, it is unfair to be treated like this. I knelt down to save my comrades in a momentary disadvantage, but my heart has not broken!!!”

“Ahh… … . Captain!”

“As expected, the company commander is a true soldier!”

The soldiers were so impressed by Mutaguchi’s long speech that they looked up to him… … However, the independence army soldiers who heard these words did not know Japanese, so they just heard it as grumbling.

“This is Joseon land, Lee… … Speak in Joseon!”

-puck!

“Gyah!”

The young soldier’s hand struck the back of Mutaguchi’s head again.

* * *

Late afternoon.

A temporary tent where Captain Mutaguchi and his company members live after finishing their work.

Captain Mutaguchi, who had returned after washing his sweaty body in the nearby river, entered the tent.

“Sir, are you okay?”

“What could be bad about it? It was something I was prepared for when I became a prisoner anyway.”

Mutaguchi tried hard to act as if nothing had happened, but inside he was filled with anger.

‘Those damn Joseon bastards… … . What is this prisoner treatment?’

However, Captain Mutaguchi’s anger was directed not at the evil spirits who had tormented him, but at the commander who had created this situation and was only enjoying the luxury of living for himself.

‘Those Joseon guys are Joseon guys too, but… … What kind of people are these generals who let everyone else die and only enjoy their own comforts?’

To Captain Mutaguchi, the division commanders seemed to be people who had risen to their positions by simply meeting the right times and having made some achievements.

That would be so… … .

‘They didn’t even go to the Military Academy?’

In fact, Captain Mutaguchi didn’t even know whether they went to the Army Academy or not.

But it was true that he was angry at the generals who made mistakes without much trouble, unlike himself who was living such a difficult life just because he made one mistake.

‘This is the problem with the army… … . The smart guys below can’t get up because the shit trucks above are standing tall.’

Captain Mutaguchi believed that his failure to be promoted to major and his demotion to this lowly position were all due to the incompetent people holding the positions.

In reality, the military was giving him a new opportunity in the 1st Division after he had messed up a lot in an important battle.

‘Those damn guys… … . Whenever they write something good… … . Since it’s useless, they just throw it away like an old pair of shoes… … .’

Mutaguchi’s mouth was bitter.

“Excuse me, Captain?”

Then his company member called him.

Mutaguchi, who was still upset about what happened earlier, asked in a slightly sharp voice.

“what.”

“Well… … . A guest has arrived… … .”

“What? A guest? What kind of guest are you to a prisoner?!”

When the soldier suddenly told him that a guest had arrived, Mutaguchi became angry.

“No… … . The person outside said that you were the company commander’s guest… … .”

The soldier, who was just getting annoyed, let out a voice that was crawling away while looking at Mutaguchi’s expression.

“What? Who are you?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Hey, tsk… … . Get out of the way!”

Mutaguchi roughly pushed the soldier away and left the tent.

Outside, a young man I had never seen before was smoking a cigarette.

“What kind of guy are you?”

Mutaguchi went out confidently from the beginning.

Even though he didn’t know what kind of guy his opponent was, Mutaguchi intended to maintain a dignified attitude even if he was the commander of this unit.

I felt like if I didn’t have pride in this situation, I would feel like a real loser in life.

“Are you Mutaguchi Renya?”

The other person asked Mutaguchi in a soft voice that gave people a sense of reassurance.

Even Mutaguchi, who had been trying to come out strong from the start, softened his tone slightly at the sound of his opponent’s kind words.

“But that’s true.”

“Nice to meet you. Captain Mutaguchi, I’m Mr. Lee, the guy who used to shoot guns and throw bombs in Gyeongseong.”

“This teacher?”

“The Japanese even called me the Ghost of Keijo.”

The Ghost of Gyeongseong.

The moment he heard these five letters, Mutaguchi felt all his strength drain from his body like a rabbit standing before a tiger, and he collapsed without realizing it.

“Hey, the ghost of Gyeongseong… …?”

“It’s not a name I particularly like, but that’s what Japanese people call me.”

“omg!”

Mutaguchi unconsciously took a step back and tried to move away from him.

“Hey, I’m the ghost of Gyeongseong, why are you looking for me?”

He knew very well about the ghosts of Gyeongseong.

I have seen and heard things while working in Joseon, but more than that, wasn’t it the case that during the last battle, the ghost of Gyeongseong freely roamed among our troops and carried out various operations, contributing to our defeat?

Since he was very familiar with Mutaguchi, having heard such anecdotes often, he could not help but be afraid of him.

“What, what do I have to do?”

“It’s nothing else… … I came here to have a chat.”

“A, a conversation… … ?”

Mutaguchi trembled with fear.

He was shaking so much that the towel tied around his waist came loose.

“… … First, put on some clothes and come out.”

“ah.”

* * *

And a little later.

In a secluded pavilion near the village, the ghost of Gyeongseong and Mutaguchi sat facing each other and drank together.

“Come on! Have a drink.”

“… … .”

Although Mutaguchi drank the alcohol the ghost offered him, he also watched him with a wary gaze.

“Hehe, why are you looking at me like that?”

The ghost smiled kindly and filled Mutaguchi’s glass.

“… … .”

“Do you think I’m some guy who goes around killing people?”

“… … .”

At Mutaguchi’s silence, the smile disappeared from the ghost’s face, and the corners of his mouth slightly rose.

“Uh… … . Huh… … . It’s making my personality come out?”

“… … .”

“Let me ask you again. Captain Mutaguchi, do I look like someone who goes around killing people as he pleases?”

Mutaguchi, who had come to his senses at his cold words, quickly answered.

“Oh, no.”

“Isn’t that so?”

As he opened his mouth, the ghost smiled again as if nothing had happened and raised his glass.

-braided.

The ghost, who had lightly broken his glass, smiled and asked Mutaguchi.

“Yes, Captain Mutaguchi, a hero of the Empire of Japan, what brings you to this dangerous place?”

“Hero… …? Me?”

Mutaguchi was greatly embarrassed by the ghost’s words praising him as a hero.

But the ghost was also confused.

“Yes? Or not?”

“No… … . I’m just an officer. Calling me a hero is out of the question.”

Although he said that, Mutaguchi felt good that someone like him, who was one of the many famous figures of the Meiji Restoration, was praising him like this.

But the good feeling didn’t last long.

The reality was that he felt very bad just thinking about his situation as a prisoner.

Mutaguchi poured his glasses one after another as if his insides were burning.

The ghost, who was looking at Mutaguchi like that, tilted his head as if he didn’t quite understand and asked him.

“That’s really strange… … During the last Tokyo Rotation, didn’t Captain Mutaguchi enter an enemy trap while all information was leaked to the enemy and somehow manage to build up his unit?”

“What?! A trap?”

At the word trap, Mutaguchi got angry!

Then he quickly cleared his throat and calmed himself down.

“Ahem… … . A trap, that’s ridiculous. I’m just a loser who caused my allies to be defeated by my foolish command… … .”

“That’s really strange… …. An officer who graduated from the Military Academy with top grades is a private? Isn’t that even more absurd?”

“… … .”

Mutaguchi did not answer.

Although he didn’t answer, he mentally agreed.

‘Yeah… … . Something was strange.’

Common sense would tell me that it was absurd that he, who had received all the firepower and elite troops, would be defeated by second-class troops.

It was not just a simple defeat, but a crushing defeat in which all kinds of heavy weapons, including machine guns and cannons, were captured and soldiers were taken prisoner.

‘A trap? Information leaked?’

Mutaguchi’s heart became troubled by the ghost’s words.

“Wow… … . Huh, this is… … . I didn’t know that what I know and the stories from the mainland are so different.”

Mutaguchi listened to the ghost’s words.

He tried hard to believe that his words were false, but they were too sweet to be false, and the name “Ghost of Gyeongseong” had considerable weight.

‘The Ghost of Gyeongseong… … He is not a person who talks nonsense.’

This author was known for keeping his word, and I heard that the information he had was so accurate that it could almost be considered a prediction of the future.

The soldiers of the independence army who were watching them on site were so good that they would jump into the flames carrying firewood if it was the ghost of Gyeongseong.

There, Mutaguchi couldn’t help but be perked up at his biggest mistake.

“… … What’s so different?”

The alcohol probably went downhill by then.

The night air must be quite cold.

There, Mutaguchi, who was in a difficult situation both physically and mentally, unknowingly asked the ghost a question.

“Oh, no. Please finish your drink.”

In response to Mutaguchi’s question, the ghost smiled awkwardly and filled his glass again.

As the night deepened, more and more glasses of alcohol were passed between the two, and drunken conversations began to emerge between the two.