NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 39



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His name is King-4

The history of mankind is the history of struggle.

Throughout history, humans have pondered ways to overcome their opponents.

I was like that too.

When I was planning a crazy operation to take on thousands of people alone, I thought and thought about how I could survive against these guys, and eventually I used a bomb.

If we just look at the results, my plan was successful.

It wasn’t just a success; it was a huge success that elicited admiration.

“and···.”

Right now I feel like I’ve cracked an egg for cooking and it turned out to be a double yolk.

It’s that feeling of being embarrassed, surprised, and even proud when faced with an unexpected situation.

“Kuaaaah!”

“Captain! Captain! Kyaaaaah! Captain!”

“mother!”

Although the small bombs were not very powerful on their own, they were scattered all over the place, so the damage was worse than at Jongno Police Station.

Screams of pain could be heard from all around, blood and orphaned limbs were strewn all over the mountain, and dust rose high into the sky, making it impossible to see even an inch ahead.

“Knock knock knock.”

“Oh my… my back….”

The hostages were also sitting on the floor, coughing, not knowing what was happening.

I lifted the hostages up one by one and pushed them towards the main gate.

“There’s no time to be like this. Run! Quickly!”

When I shouted and pushed them from behind, everyone was dumbfounded but ran forward without thinking.

“Everyone, get up! We have to go now!”

“Uh …

“Run···?”

“Hurry up!”

The blue-eyed woman next to Mrs. Lucy also followed me and pushed the others’ backs.

Then, everyone staggered as if they had woken up in the middle of the night, and made sure they were going down the mountain properly, and picked up their guns again.

From now on, I had to buy some time until they all got down safely.

“Ugh… Who’s there?”

“Who is coming in?”

Some of the bandits, having regained consciousness from the shock of the explosion, discovered the fleeing hostages.

However, the aftermath of the explosion raised a high cloud of dust around the area, making it difficult for the enemy to recognize the hostages.

I shouted at that person in a loud voice.

“The enemy!”

Then he aimed the gun at the faint shadow of a person in the distance and pulled the trigger until he emptied an entire magazine.

“Eww!”

“The enemy! It’s the enemy!”

“Emergency! Emergency! Emergency!”

“The enemy!!! The government troops are invading!”

The unexpected explosion and the resulting lack of visibility, the sound of gunfire that followed, the voices of my comrades that the enemy had invaded, and my body that was completely intoxicated by drugs created an incredible synergy that turned the mountain village into a cauldron of chaos.

The thieves were like fish out of water, swinging whatever they could get their hands on as weapons or shooting guns into the air, creating a new flow in the chaos.

“It’s the enemy! Everyone come out!”

“It’s an attack! Government troops! Government troops!”

“Damn it! Are all the punitive forces here?!”

“Get the ammo! Quickly!”

Even those who were somewhat sane were half-conscious from the screams and gunshots of their comrades coming from all directions, and they jumped into the chaos, shooting indiscriminately.

With so many people gathered around, the mountain village was becoming a mess without me doing much.

No, I will correct that.

The place that was a mess to begin with was starting to return to normal thanks to the efforts of thieves who were doing good on their own.

‘Um… Should I go now?’

Looking at the situation going on, it seemed like everyone was so busy fighting among themselves that they didn’t notice that the hostages had escaped.

So, I think it would be okay for me to just go down like this without getting caught up in this chaos and shedding any blood.

“You idiots! What are you doing?!”

“Gasp! Captain!”

Their leader appeared.

He ran out, his hair disheveled and his clothes hastily adjusted, as if he was in the middle of an operation.

Then he shouted at his subordinates who were shooting at each other.

“I told you to take good care of the hostages, what are you guys doing!? What’s with the explosion, and why are you shooting at each other!”

“uh···.”

“Ugh… What is it? You…?”

Son Miyo’s angry voice pierced the ears of the confused thieves and woke up their confused minds.

And then, as the dust settled a little, the gunshots heard here and there also died down.

“Damn it! Are you all so weak that you’ve lost your mind?! What the hell is this!”

The corpses of thieves were strewn all over the mountain where the dust had settled.

They were all killed by the explosion or gunfire just moments ago.

“Hostages… Make sure the hostages are okay!”

“Huh? Oh, yep!”

Their leader, Son Mi-yo, realized that things were going wrong and immediately ordered his subordinates to check on the hostages.

But the subordinate who returned soon reported with a pale face.

“Hey, there are no hostages?”

“What?! Nothing?”

“yes···.”

“Are you talking nonsense because you’re high on opium?”

“Oh, seriously. The kids guarding the entrance were dead with their eyes rolled back from eating something bad, and there was no one inside the cave!”

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! You little shits! You just stood there with your eyes wide open and watched the hostages run away!”

Son Miyo’s anger engulfed her subordinates.

He placed his hands on the cheeks of his subordinates nearby and urged them on, who were slightly frightened.

“Even if they escaped through the mountain, they wouldn’t have gone that far. You guys know the area well, so if you take the shortcut, you’ll catch up to them in no time.”

“What do you mean···?”

“Go and catch them quickly! Bring them here even if you have to break one or two of the guys who resist!”

“Then, wouldn’t that be disadvantageous to the negotiation?”

“That’s right. You said the product shouldn’t be damaged.”

“Negotiations are only possible if you have a hostage, you idiots!!!”

The thieves who had been standing there blankly at Son Miyo’s shouting started moving briskly.

If we leave it like this, the hostages who escaped from the mountain will be captured soon.

‘Tsk… Plan B.’

I emerged from the dark shadows and slowly walked towards Sonmiyo and the hundreds of thieves.

Even though everyone was out of their minds, they found me and pointed their guns at me.

Son Mi-yo raised her voice and stopped her subordinates who were about to pull the trigger.

“Who are you!”

“Someone you don’t know.”

“Are you the one who set off a bomb in the mountains, killed our children, and released the hostages?”

“Then who else would there be?”

Son Miyo looked around and realized that she was alone, so she pushed aside her subordinates and stepped forward.

“Are you alone?”

“then.”

“That crazy bastard… If he had done this to our children, he would have run away right away… He must have gone crazy because he wanted to die so badly.”

“Shouldn’t you be the ones to run away?”

“What? This kid is out of his mind.”

“You’re going to kiss your mother with that beak.”

“what?”

I glanced at my watch.

I’ve already wasted three minutes on this useless conversation.

“My parents have been dead for years. You idiot.”

“Somehow, a rotten smell was vibrating from the mouth.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Captain, isn’t that what you mean when you kiss the corpses of your parents?”

“What!? This kid···!”

Son Mi-yo snatched the pistol from her subordinate, walked up to my nose, and thrust the gun into my hand.

“I guess you have nothing more to say?”

“Well… I see.”

Son Miyo smiled like a winner.

“Even if you waste time like this, do you think the weak sheep will be able to properly descend the rugged mountain?”

“······.”

“If I release my men, they’ll all be captured before long. Huh? You’ll just die like a dog, you idiot.”

“······.”

I didn’t say anything.

The reason was simple.

It was because I didn’t want to have anything to do with that thief.

Son Miyo frowned, as if she didn’t like my attitude of keeping my mouth shut.

“Hey, when someone speaks, what do you say in response?”

-bang.

As blood spurted from Son Miyo’s forehead, his brain was able to breathe fresh, outside air for the first and last time since birth.

He was looking at me until the moment he died.

“Why do bosses talk so much when they think it’s going to give them an advantage? If you’re going to shoot, shoot first! Talk later.”

I gave a few words of encouragement to his corpse, which had ended its life in vain, and quickly jumped behind cover.

“Hey, captain?!”

“He shot the captain!”

“Shoot! Kill him!”

Then the bandits’ bullets rained down on the cover I was hiding in.

“Captain! Captain!”

“Our money line···!”

“Eww, this dog···!”

Everyone lost their minds and started shooting at random.

But even so, it didn’t do me the slightest harm while I was hiding behind cover.

I glanced at my watch and saw that it had been about five or six minutes since the hostages had left the mountain.

‘I think they’ve just left the area by now.’

Now that the head is dead, there is no one left to control the thieves here.

So if I get out of here, those guys will run wild and start causing trouble among themselves.

If that happened, there was a possibility that other hostages who had come down from the mountain first would also be harmed.

“Oh my… This is getting annoying.”

I checked the gun again.

He put the pistol away and took out the Gyeongseong-1 again.

In this situation, rather than aiming for them one by one and catching them, it was better to just spray bullets at where the thieves were hiding and then escape to a safe place.

“Phew···.”

I waited for the gunfire to die down while catching my breath.

They weren’t even properly trained soldiers, so it would be difficult for them to maintain this level of firepower.

A gun is an object that requires you to pull the trigger and eventually have to reload, which means there will be gaps in the firing process.

When their shooting died down.

I was thinking of running outside and getting myself to a safe place.

“Give me some ammo!”

“Me too! Give me mine too!”

“Am I your servant?! You do it yourselves!”

Soon a gap appeared.

I jumped out of cover, roughly aimed my gun at the enemies, and pulled the trigger.

“Ugh!”

“behind!”

Everyone was surprised by the sudden counterattack and quickly hid behind cover, and I also took advantage of the gap to quickly get myself to a safe place.

And once again the bullets of the angry bandits flew towards me.

“You little rat!”

“Can’t you even do that? What on earth are you doing with your eyes?”

“shut up!”

Amidst all the yelling, cursing, and bullets flying, I checked my ammunition.

‘It’s already the last magazine.’

The magazine I had prepared in advance has already run out.

This happened because there wasn’t much preparation to begin with.

The gun didn’t require much skill since it could be made by simply using a machine tool, but the magazine took more work than I expected.

Even though the Gyeongseong-1 I’m holding is roughly made, it at least fired a bullet.

The only problem was how well it could go out and how long it could go out… But it didn’t require much effort to get the bullet out.

However, the magazine is a different story. No matter how high-performance a gun is, if there is a problem with the magazine, it will often malfunction before you can even fire a few rounds.

Despite its crude appearance, the magazine could not be made using just any material, and it also required a high level of technology.

Even the spring that goes into the magazine had to be made of high-purity steel, but this was something that could not be obtained even in China, so it had to be brought in from all the way to the United States.

Given the circumstances, making magazines required money, time, and a high level of concentration, which meant that the quantity that could be produced was extremely limited.

If we set our minds to it, Gyeongseong-1 could easily fire 2,000 to 3,000 rounds a day with eight people, including me and other employees, but the best we could do was fire 200 to 300 rounds, which was one-tenth of that number.

However, the cost was dozens of times more expensive than the original cost of Gyeongseong-1.

That’s why I didn’t bring many magazines.

Since it was an expensive item, there weren’t many made in the first place.

‘Use it···.’

I put the last magazine into the gun.

Now I really had to get out of the mountain.

‘The punitive force at the bottom of the mountain must have seen the explosion and was coming up, right? Then, by now, a few of the fast-moving hostages must have met up with the punitive force…’

I glanced at Kim Gu’s watch to check the time.

The time I spent fighting with those guys like this was about 20 minutes.

‘Mrs. Lucy is feeling unwell, so she may have a slow gait, so take that into account···.’

After thinking it over, I figured that it wouldn’t be a problem if I slowly started to get out.

But it was quite a distance from where I was to the exit.

If I kept sticking my head out like this, I was sure a bullet would pierce my head if I tried to get close to there.

‘I’m going to use this in times like this…’

There was something I had prepared in advance for this purpose.

‘Ugh… I didn’t want to write this much…’

He took out a few crude explosive cans from his bosom.

Before coming here, I made something with the help of a laptop. It was something that roughly resembled tear gas.

I tried to copy the CS bullets to some extent, but since the equipment and facilities were poor, I couldn’t completely copy the original.

So I added one more separate additive.

I was sure that if those thieves were to face this head-on, they would thrash around and demand to be killed immediately.

‘If this is true, won’t I really die?’

I took out my gas mask, worrying about nothing.

It was difficult to breathe through the silicone mask, but it was better than crying and having a runny nose, so I tied the gas mask straps tightly.

“Phew···.”

Finally, I took a deep breath and picked up the canister of explosives.

Then, immediately, a whitish smoke rose from inside.

There was a problem with the gas mask cartridge I got from the black market, and my nose started to sting and it felt like my nose was bleeding.

“Ugh!”

I quickly threw the explosive canister over there because the spiciness was too much to handle even with a gas mask.

The explosive barrel made of a tin can bounced across the dirt floor before stopping at some point and starting to break dance in place, spewing out devilish smoke.

“He’s trying to run away!”

“It’s a smoke grenade! Smoke… A can? A cake?!”

“Creulru···.”

Naturally, the thieves who inhaled the smoke all rolled on the floor, clutching their noses and throats.

Their respiratory systems, which had been dulled by long-term opium use, writhe in pain as they recalled sensations they had long since forgotten.

“Everyone, throw down your weapons and… Clap!”

“Kuaaaah! My eyes! My eyes!”

“Eww!!!”

And at that moment, the punitive force that had come in alive also fell down next to the bandits and were neutralized together.

“?”

I was standing alone where everyone else had fallen.