323. Massacre of civilians
“No one?”
Geungnak had just returned from a business trip.
Because of that, I couldn’t come to NS to play for a week.
I heard that terrorists have been on the rise in Jeolla Province recently, so I went there, but all I did was catch a few thugs.
It was disappointing compared to the information that came in.
After finishing his work, Geungnak came to NS and exchanged a few greetings with the information lady.
Then the information officer said that there was no one upstairs, including Gwangik and his older sister.
“Did you all go to a unity rally together?”
NS doesn’t take on many external missions.
It would be correct to say that there isn’t much work assigned to this side in the first place.
Originally, PMCs and private military companies in Korea had to be affiliated with the government, groups, or associations to receive work.
If Gwangik wanted it, there would have been support at the group level, but there was no need for that.
NS specializes in the trade of supernatural beings, is behind the black market, and even has unique reader technology.
Thanks to that, the association is impatient because they can’t catch NS.
This means they don’t have to whine about not having enough work.
“No. I can’t reveal the schedule because it’s confidential.”
Geungnak nodded, saying he understood.
The guide didn’t seem to know anything.
I told you to just know that I was going to leave.
Then where did they go?
I was curious.
I don’t think it’s work, but a unity rally?
‘If you really go to a unity convention.’
It would be crooked. Even if that’s true for his sister, his nephew shouldn’t do that to himself.
During that time, I gave him a car and did everything he asked me to do.
They even stole Endure and created customized training equipment for the group.
You can’t go out and play without me.
As I walked along with that thought, I guess the desire to live was slowly flowing out to me without me realizing it.
Inside the building, several civilians in the cafeteria were seen shivering.
Geungnak learned to live. He also learned to feel good.
‘It must be work.’
I heard that since Lee Jung-bong joined the company, he has been taking on quite a few external missions to build up his external image.
So it will be a daily occurrence.
‘is not it.’
But still, isn’t it strange that we all go together?
Is there any news that a named person has jumped out?
does not exist.
Geungnak has been thinking about what could be causing a stir in the special species world recently.
‘Meeting of terrorist bastards.’
There was a meeting between Isis, Prometheus, and the Church of the Immortals.
I don’t know what was said there, but the meeting itself was likely to be problematic.
However, that meeting is already over.
One of the incidents that happened was the Brain Princess incident.
Didn’t your nephew already swallow that?
I’ve heard that the association is preparing to take a huge stance, but this is the situation as of now.
I’m starting to think about a unity rally again.
‘I heard that Ho-eung is also on a business trip.’
Could it be that he took Kang Ho-eung and left himself behind?
‘You’re telling me that we’re not related by blood?’
Then it would be really crooked. Very crooked.
Geungnak continued walking outside while his thoughts wandered around.
No matter how much I think about it, there’s no way all of them will go out. What kind of mission will move all of them?
‘The special forces, the witches and the phantoms, and those who support them are all the same.’
Geungnak knows this place because he frequents it often. This is a tiger’s den.
It is an armed group that will chew and swallow you whole without leaving a single piece of flesh if you stick your head in without thinking.
Therefore, the named person breaks through the gate and spreads the plague.
Unless terrorists act in a group, they will not move in a group.
‘I guess this is a unity event.’
It’s a cider that makes your thoughts solidify.
Brrrr.
The holographic mobile phone watch, set to vibrate mode, vibrated.
It was the headquarters.
“Yes, this is Lee Geung-nak.”
Geungnak’s feet stopped as he received the phone call.
“say.”
“so?”
“The current situation?”
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“Organize the information you’ve gathered. What’s the team composition?”
“Kang Ho-eung?”
Geungnak asked a few questions from his seat and hung up the phone.
‘These crazy kids.’
It was special intelligence.
A group of terrorists have gathered and are aiming to blow up Mt. Baekdu.
That would deal a blow to Korea.
They are crazy kids.
Will the aftereffects only reach Korea?
The worst-case scenario runs through my head. Yes, let’s say Mt. Baekdu erupts, and a spectacular fantasy scene of lava flowing and flames shooting out becomes a reality.
‘firewall.’
The lava can be stopped. If it fails, a wall can be built above Seoul.
Lost North, it’s already a land that has been abandoned, so let’s say so.
Of course, that’s not all.
‘Earthquake, aftermath.’
Neither of them will be easy to get over. I pictured buildings in Seoul collapsing in my head.
‘I’m going to turn back.’
No matter how much you try to hide and conceal it, in order to actually start work, people and resources must move.
Governments, groups and associations operate countless intelligence organizations to prepare for such events.
It was only natural that such a large-scale operation would be discovered.
However, the process was problematic.
‘It’s too late.’
They kept the security incredibly tight.
The device must be stopped before it is activated.
‘Even if we form a team now and go, can we stop them? Is there a combat team nearby?’
My thoughts were getting complicated. In the midst of all this, the phone rang again.
Woohoo.
It was an unknown number. All I could tell was that it was a satellite phone.
Geungnak immediately pressed the receive button.
“uncle.”
It was Gwangik.
“Hey, where are you?”
“Baekdu Mountain. There’s something going on here. Let me explain.”
where?
“Why are you there? Did you know?”
“Wow, the group’s information power is good. If you know, the story goes quickly.”
Gwangik said.
Geungnak stopped walking again. While he was unable to continue speaking, his nephew’s voice continued.
“I have a request. Okay, okay, this isn’t a request that comes every day. Something very gruesome is happening on Mt. Baekdu right now. If we leave this alone, things will get worse. Should I call the fee? Or would you like to set a price for it?”
“Ten minutes, no, just five minutes.”
Geungnak immediately contacted the group.
Gwangik went to Mt. Baekdu, not to the unity convention.
Even if a decent tactical team had been dispatched, it would have been difficult to prevent the Baekdu Mountain incident.
But what if NS went?
‘Terrorist bastards f*ck buffet party.’
So there was still a chance.
* * *
“Hey, shit, let’s put out the fire first. Where’s Team Leader Phoenix?”
The Minister of Public Administration and Security was burning like a burst volcano, but he didn’t think it was time to get angry.
Terrorist meeting, Baekdu Mountain explosion.
Two issues arose simultaneously.
First, I reported it to the President.
The President immediately requested assistance from Old Force.
Whether it’s China or Russia, run to Mt. Baekdu right now.
It’s like fire falling on one’s feet.
The intelligence came too late.
This time, security was tight.
And for this, these crazy terrorist bastards have thrown away several of their own bases.
Give flesh and cut bones. That phrase came to mind.
‘But is this really beneficial?’
Yes, even if Mt. Baekdu erupts and causes chaos and the capital of South Korea moves from Seoul to somewhere down there, like Ansan in Gyeonggi Province.
‘What they threw away wasn’t that bad?’
There are sixteen terrorist bases that have been recently destroyed.
It was all a piece of cake.
We also caught two apostles of the Immortal Church.
More than five of Prometheus’ executives also died.
Aren’t there too many cards that have been thrown away for this one time?
“Team Leader Phoenix, your location is unknown. This intelligence also came directly from Manila to the team leader.”
“Don’t you think it’s too late to send someone right now?”
“Yes. I know the group ran a similar simulation.”
It’s dizzying.
Blowing up Mt. Baekdu? Where would someone have such a crazy fantasy?
Well, a few years ago, they tried to install some kind of wave jet device under the front of Busan.
Did you say that you were creating a tsunami back then?
That failed.
The Phoenix team also took control, and the mechanical devices were also flimsy.
The wave generator has now been refurbished and is used in water parks.
Brrrrrr.
At that moment, the phone rang.
It’s a satellite phone.
Satellite phones are for military use. And they are rarely used outside of operations. It is even more rare for a call to come directly to the minister.
It must be Team Leader Phoenix.
The minister answered the phone immediately.
“Yeonho!”
“He is my son.”
“……huh?”
The minister was embarrassed. It wasn’t Team Leader Phoenix.
“I am Yeonho’s son.”
Yoo Yeon-ho’s son? Who is he?
Ah! This is the best.
“Yoo Gwang-ik?”
“Yes. I’m Gwangik. Would you like to ask the Minister a favor?”
Is this a mobile request service?
What is this?
“I’m at Baekdu Mountain right now.”
At those words, the minister jumped up from his seat.
“where?”
“It’s Baekdu Mountain.”
Heaven help you. At least that’s what the minister thought.
* * *
No, these guys really trained too hard. Seriously.
As soon as I discovered the group of armed mercenaries, I prepared for a fight.
After meeting the Invader, I only did one stab with my sword and then did nothing else.
He killed them all without knowing anything.
Everyone fought well.
Moreover, that honesty was now to the point where I wouldn’t be ashamed to show it off.
I was about to go out when I started feeling a little tired, but then I did.
Double-headed man and Jeong Gi-nam exchanged glances.
What are you two doing with me in the middle?
Then it split left and right and started moving.
hey?
Still, he sent the signal and left.
It is a signal to suppress and organize immediately.
I don’t know when the two of them started working together without me knowing, but their chemistry was perfect.
The two immortals torn apart left and right were soon to become great assassins.
The two of them moved along the wall of the empty lot as if they had made a promise.
They hid in the shadows and made no sound.
It’s a near-perfect stealth.
The ceiling height of the tunnels we had passed through so far was not that low, but the empty space felt open at the top.
The upper part, devoid of light, was difficult to gauge even with the senses of an immortal.
The area is about the size of a sports field.
Four more passageways were visible beyond the open space ahead.
The moderately wet dirt was covered with wheel marks and footprints.
You could also see some firearms piled up on one side.
A stationary railgun was also placed in the center.
It is a large firearm that can crush an ogre’s torso with each blow.
He was also armed with an automatic rifle.
Some had swords. Some had axes.
There were a few grenades visible, but there didn’t appear to be any mines or anything planted on the ground.
From my perspective, that terrorist group was a party of supernatural powers, immortality, and shape-shifting.
Looking at the positions they took, they were not amateurs. Absolutely not.
And yet.
It was difficult to stop the two immortals moving left and right stealthily.
First, a wire got caught around the neck of one of the mercenaries who was rubbing his nose on the left outer edge.
At the same time, a similar scene unfolded on the right outskirts.
The guy at the very end had a blade sticking out from under his chin.
The wire and the blade simultaneously cut off the opponent’s windpipe.
“Wet… …!”
Another guy right next to him opened his mouth. He must have been about to shout, “Ambush.”
A short blade was stuck into his head.
It was Kinam’s customized gear.
A laser throwing knife that activates upon impact.
As befitting an immortal, he accurately stabbed the blade between the eyebrows.
The moment the laser blade struck, it split the obviously bulletproof helmet and lodged itself in his head.
The one who was shouting fell backwards.
“It’s an attack!”
“where are you!”
“What the hell!”
An armed mob is looking for an opponent.
One of the immortal men takes off his helmet. It falls with a thud and rolls on the floor. A choice to maximize sensation, or a mistake.
Whether you take your helmet off or not, you won’t see it.
There is no way to see it.
Two of them have already moved upwards from the left and right walls.
The two of them pulled the trigger of their pistols.
“stomach!”
The immortal shouted even as a bullet hit his head and his eyeball burst.
He was a friend with a unique sense of professionalism.
But that didn’t help.
The two of them shot several bullets diagonally from top to bottom along the slanted wall of the empty lot, then moved between the shadows created by the central light in the empty lot.
Even after shooting a gun, it hides its presence. It’s not just about killing the presence.
I also mixed in some sounds.
Every time the two of them suddenly appeared, the group of terrorists were either killed or rendered incapacitated.
The scene where a friend with both arms cut off fights only with kicks on the ground is exaggerated.
Once your arm is cut off, it hurts so badly that you crawl on the floor like a caterpillar.
Unless you’ve completed the highest level of pain tolerance training. Usually you do.
What should I call this?
Massacre of innocent people?
Those two were like fish in water.
It was a sparrow that stopped by the mill.
The two immortals, who had not been very active against the invaders, ran wild when they encountered the terrorists.
There wasn’t much for me to do there.
After watching for a while, I sent a message telling the group to join me.
Umiho, who had come closer, grasped the situation at a glance.
“I don’t think you’ll need combat support, and you have a satellite phone, right?”
Then he suddenly asks me:
“there is.”
“The worst thing in the world is doing free service for rich people.”
I knew that Umiho wasn’t normal.
“Right.”
Gwitae nodded.
Everyone was wondering what this meant.
“NS is a military company, companies have to work for profit. Are you going to do this for free?”
Miho said.
I figured it out right away.
If the government wasn’t stupid, they would have figured out the situation by now.
The same goes for the Dangun group, which has the duty to protect the city and the country.
Well, if you don’t know, just tell me.
On-site request service.
It was time to do that.
Okay, so how much is my salary plus the salaries of my team members?
I picked up the phone.
It was time to decide on the commission fee.
