Rust - Chapter 137



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RUST -137

Maru remained silent when told that Virginia had officially requested his cooperation.

First thought. In Virginia, they reached out to another agency? And to the Department of Homeland Security, which they have a bad relationship with?

So shit? Since he shit himself so much, wouldn’t it be a ‘water ghost’ angle to ask him to fall into the shit bucket with him?

“But?”

First, Maru went out in a dazed manner. His voice was filled with composure, as if he was asking me why Virginia had requested something from the Department of Homeland Security.

[They asked me to help them crack down on LA-based gangs and cartels.]

“So?”

[Please send Mr. Carlin and Miss Kim.]

“······.”

Maru felt uncomfortable. The United States had so many intelligence agencies. And as many intelligence agencies as there were, there were armed groups. Just like the FBI had SWAT, each agency had its own forces that they could deploy. But instead of deploying them, they called Kim Yang and themselves?

‘why?’

There must be a reason. What could it be? Is it because of the footage that the rookie handed over? Even if only a part of the footage was recorded of the fight with the cartel kid with the tear tattoo, it would be enough to make you want to use it.

But it is hard to believe that he reached out to the Department of Homeland Security, with whom he is not on good terms, for just that reason alone. So there must be a hidden reason.

‘They say Virginia has a long tail.’

I didn’t know it would be a tail. What good would it do if I made up my mind to go somewhere that would give me something to eat? It was right to just stretch out.

“It seems like you’re being grumpy because you went under the Department of Homeland Security. If that’s the case, then I don’t think it’s a situation where I or Ms. Kim should go.”

This time, the manager’s silence became longer at Maru’s answer. It wasn’t a wrong answer. The manager had thought the same thing at first.

[···It’s not the time for that right now. I’ll send you the video first, so please watch it first, and then we can talk again later.]

“yes.”

I hung up the phone and played the video the manager had sent. Judging from the military uniforms that were occasionally visible on the action camera, it seemed like the military had been deployed.

The soldiers moved quickly under the cover of darkness. They seemed to be quite well trained. They were clearly seen changing directions using hand signals and flying low-noise drones for reconnaissance.

The soldiers were moving towards their target, taking out the cartel members standing guard one by one. It was hard to tell because it was dark, but they seemed to be heading down the canal.

The soldiers who passed through the large sewer tunnels here and there entered the sewer tunnels. The tunnels were quite large, but it was not easy for several people to move at the same time. How far did they go in? There was a slightly wider space where the tunnels were connected.

Just as the soldiers were about to regain their bearings and enter, there was a commotion all around, and a mixture of cartel members and what appeared to be refugees began pouring out of the connected tunnels.

[Kuuuuuuuu···]

[Tangtadadadang]

Strange noises and gunshots echoed through the tunnel. Those who rushed in, not caring if their limbs were hit. At first, the soldiers shot at the limbs, but then they shot at vital points such as the head and chest.

I thought I would be able to defeat a few people like that, but I ended up getting swept away by the waves of people.

“What are you doing?”

Miss Kim poked her head out.

“The Director of the Department of Homeland Security contacted me.”

“What is that?”

“The video the manager sent.”

Maru handed over the phone he was watching. Kim Yang furrowed her brow after watching the video. I hated these guys. Tough and slimy. The type of guy that gunmen hate the most. Drug addicts.

“how is it?”

“disgust.”

“Not that. The head of the Department of Homeland Security asked if we would go if Virginia called us?”

“disgust.”

There was no smell of money. The kids I met at rest stops and on the road were still wearing, wearing, and carrying yellow things. What was it about them? They looked more than just cheap; they looked cheap.

Even then, there were only a few cartel members, and most of them were homeless people. The video of homeless people with yellow teeth and poor people with wrinkles running around with their eyes turned around. Will that cost as much as a bullet?

Yeah- Yeah-

“What came?”

While I was watching the video, my phone rang. The manager sent me another video.

“Open it.”

This time, it was a densely populated residential area. A street where the poor would live together. Graffiti on the streets and walls has become an art genre, but the graffiti in the video was not art. It was a place of excretion that seemed likely to cause a crime that never existed before.

Kim Yang frowned as if he had seen something dirty. The video then moved through an alley filled with explicit slang and focused on a building. Then, a strike force wearing black camouflage surrounded the building and began to enter.

As the door broke open, the ramrod moved in.

[Don’t move!]

[Hands up!]

[Get down!]

The shooting continued immediately. The strike team shot at the head and chest from the beginning. There was no mercy and no hesitation.

[Clear!]

[Clear!]

In an instant, the strike force that had turned the living room into a sea of ​​blood split into groups of three or five and began searching each room on the upper floor and the basement.

[Clear!]

[Clear!]

The search seemed to be proceeding without any problems, but suddenly a bomb exploded. The three members of the strike team who entered the room to search were screaming with their entire bodies on fire. The moment the strike team members’ eyes were drawn to the blazing fire pit.

Gunshots were heard from behind and outside. The strike team members were hit on the bulletproof vest, but they were unable to respond properly because they were hit by rifle bullets. The strike team members who were surrounding the house outside were not sure what had happened, but instead, the gang was surrounding them in return.

bang!

The strike team members who had descended into the basement with another explosion fell silent. After a while, the video distorted and turned off, revealing what had happened.

“how is it?”

“It’s a trap.”

Maru agreed with Kim Yang’s assessment. It was right to assume that they knew the strike force was coming. If they didn’t know the strike force was coming, then they would have prepared for the bombing in advance, whether or not it came. That was even more ridiculous.

Looking at the situation, it seemed a bit tough, but it wasn’t enough to ask for help from other organizations. This level of loss wasn’t common, but it wasn’t completely nonexistent either.

But why are you trying to hang on to us? You could just throw in Delta Force or Green Berets.

Yeah- Yeah-

“yes.”

[Have you checked the video?]

“yes.”

[As you can see, the situation is dire. That’s why I asked for two people from Virginia.]

“It’s hard to understand. There must be US special forces. If they’re criminals, I think we can ask the FBI to cooperate with the SWAT team. Since it’s a drug case, I think we can go with the DEA, which would have enough people, but I’m reluctant because it seems like they’re trying to get us involved.”

[··· I also find Virginia a bit shady, but things aren’t that simple right now. They’re threatening to riot in LA.]

“Then wouldn’t it be okay to deploy the military? Isn’t the US a bit different? Don’t they have a National Guard unit? If there’s a riot, wouldn’t LA be cleared up in no time?”

[Considering the economic and political situation, this is a choice that should be avoided as much as possible. If riots break out in LA right now, the already severe traffic congestion will be cut off. In addition, unlike before, many companies are located in LA and its vicinity. If armed riots break out there, the economic loss will be unimaginable.]

The political situation was the same. If riots broke out and the National Guard suppressed them, what would China or other countries with human rights violations say?

‘Look, America only talks about human rights with its mouth, but when something happens, it deploys its military and does the Tiananmen Square protests. Isn’t that the same thing?’ It was obvious that this would come out.

It was a headache internationally, but it was obvious that it would cause even more chaos domestically. The people who were currently being controlled by gangs and cartels were blacks and Hispanics.

‘He died because he was black.’

‘If he was white, would you have sent him into the military?’

‘He died because he was Hispanic.’

‘Did you deploy the military to kill refugees?’

It was crazy enough that riots broke out, but suppressing them by the military was truly hopeless. That’s why, when the LA riots broke out in the past, at first the military and armed police only defended.

“If you threaten to start a riot, isn’t that the same as terrorism?”

So, why don’t we define it as terrorism and wipe it out with precision bombing? I thought it would be better to just end it with an explosion rather than sending in special forces.

[As you can see in the video, the gang is located adjacent to the slums and is not based in one place but rather moving around. If there is enough time, bombing may be an option, but in a rushed situation like now, it is difficult.]

“Is that the case with cartels too?”

The cartels were even worse. These guys were possessed by moles and dug deep underground to make their hideouts. They were set up deep underground under the city, making bombing virtually impossible.

[The waterway and sewer tunnel that the special forces entered was one of the entrances to their hideout. They were located in a place that was difficult to bomb or even destroy.]

Russia has done something to the Chechen rebels. China has done something to China in Tiananmen. Recently, they have been playing China in the Uyghurs. It was the US that took issue with that. So are you going to take a different approach from them?

“I see. I understand.”

If the economy and politics are in danger of collapsing at the same time because of one wrongly sent military force or one wrongly dropped bomb, then there’s nothing we can do. But that’s that, and this is this.

“Still, I don’t understand why you specifically asked for support from me and Ms. Kim.”

[······The ‘M Black Brothers’ gang and the ‘Peace Panic’ cartel are the gangs and cartels causing trouble right now.]

I’ve heard them somewhere. Ms. Kim, who was listening through the speaker phone, nodded.

“Ah- Those guys.”

[They said that among the dead gangsters and cartel members, there was the boss’s younger brother, cousin, lover, friend, and beloved subordinate. So they threatened to start a riot if they did not hand over the people involved in the case.]

uh-

hmm-

Maru and Kim Yang looked at each other.

‘Are you screwed?’

‘It’s fucked.’

‘So, if there’s a riot in LA, you’re saying we’re the ones who’ll be the cause?’

‘yep’

If you send your kids like that, you better be prepared to suffer. What the… If you’re going to scream about revenge, then you’re in trouble.

[In Virginia, they sent one last strike team, and if it failed, they would hand over your personal information to the gangs and cartels.]

“Fuck.”

“Shit-”

Maru and Kim Yang’s lips opened at the same time. They were planning to build a shelter and spend the remaining time traveling and enjoying some leisure, but the harvest was bountiful from the beginning.

[Since Taiwan, Ukraine, and Japan are in serious trouble at the same time, we cannot withdraw more special forces. That is why we need the help of two proven people.]

Maru looked into Kim Yang’s eyes.

‘What should I do?’

‘George Sem.’

What if I say I won’t go? Judging from the video, there was a high chance that I would get robbed if I sent it again. And if I got robbed again, Virginia would hand over her and Kim’s personal information to prevent a riot. It was obvious that they would crawl all the way here.

What if I caught those kids crawling around and got involved with a Detroit gang? I might have to live every night wearing a mask.

‘Going?’

‘Let’s go.’

Miss Kim gave a look.

“you?”

“uh-”

It was Ms. Kim who was avoiding Maru’s eyes.

If I go, I don’t think I’ll be able to make money since they’re all beggars. Virginia and the strike force will probably have troops, so if I go in with them, it’ll be hard to farm.

That’s right. What will happen to our nurses, who need delicate maintenance and stable management more than anything else? Isn’t it too cruel to leave our frail and delicate nurses alone in this harsh, dark Detroit?

Yes. It was an inhumane, inhumane, and immoral act. Ms. Kim looked up at the floor with a confident expression.

“I don’t feel it.”

Maru turned his head at Kim Yang’s determined expression.

“What were the conditions in Virginia?”

[Are you talking about conditions?]

The manager questioned the condition that came up out of nowhere. If you don’t want your personal information to be revealed, don’t you have to go no matter what?

“Aren’t you registered as a freelancer under the Department of Homeland Security?”

[That’s right.]

But? You say you’re a freelancer and you want me to do free service? You threaten to reveal your personal information and do free service?

If you come here with your personal information exposed, you’ll be tired and covered in blood. If you get involved with the local gangs, it’ll really piss you off. But can you be a pushover? If you get involved once or twice, they’ll keep trying to get you involved, right?

Maru thought about the conversation he had with Gi-sun. If you don’t want to see blood, you have to see blood, and it costs a lot of money. Not just a lot of money, but a really fucking lot of money.

“So, you’re currently working on an operation to stop the LA riots. It’s an operation to stop the riots that will make things incredibly complicated if they break out, right?”

[···Yes.]

The manager also sensed what Maru was trying to say.

Miss Kim, who had said, “I don’t see it,” looked up at the brightly lit floor with a face that said, “What?” “What is it?”

“The construction cost of this building is a bit high, but is it possible to cover the construction cost and the cost of various necessary items?”

[···Let’s discuss it that way.]

Kim Yang’s expectant face darkened at the mention of the construction cost and goods being lumped together.

“And. We will collect the gold from the gang and cartel hideouts.”

[Is it gold?]

“Yes, just the gold ones.”

[I will discuss that and tell you about it.]

After the call with the manager, Maru asked Ms. Kim.

“Not feeling well?”

“persimmon!”

Miss Kim suddenly shouted!