I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 148
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Episode 148
“Why are you here?”
“Why? Because I caught the scent and came. You guys have been kidnapping people to make goods, haven’t you?”
“That… that…”
The guy showed an honest reaction when I poked at him once.
He tried to take back his words, but it was already an answer.
“How many people have you kidnapped so far, and how many people work at the factory?”
“I don’t know.”
The last remaining bit, was it some kind of loyalty?
The guy didn’t answer.
‘Well, anyway, if I take him and let him taste some Intelligence Agency-style torture, he’ll spill soon enough.’
It’s all a matter of time.
“Fine, well, keep your mouth shut like that.”
Thwack!
“You bastard! Right now Lieutenant Paran Oclo, who received a first-class military decoration, is personally asking you questions, and you dare show such disrespectful eyes!!!”
I was about to turn around when Kumbel suddenly flew over and delivered a kick.
While doing so, he kept checking my reaction.
His consistency is truly remarkable.
“Hey, clean this up.”
“Yes…!”
* * *
“Good work. We’ve extracted all the important information, and we’ll begin operations on that place called the Cambodian Factory.”
Before I knew it, the time had passed midnight to 2 AM.
Lieutenant Colonel Orpia finished interrogating the two men she had personally captured and came out of the Military Police Prison with a tired face.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“What hard work. I’m rather sorry. If I had put in a little more effort back then, Lieutenant wouldn’t have had to go through such a rough ordeal.”
She was genuinely apologetic.
Well, actually, she doesn’t need to feel sorry.
The one who cut the investigation short because he was busy is the man following behind.
“The situation is more serious than expected.”
With a rigidly hardened expression, the blue slicked-back haired man removed his blood-stained gloves.
This is Colonel Leinhart Seviste, the chief inspector who commands the Western Investigation Unit’s field personnel.
“Is the scale of kidnapped personnel considerable?”
“It seems to be over 200. Especially recently, they increased the numbers to fulfill military supply contracts.”
“I see.”
“To commit crimes in the city, they fed bribes to the Security Guards’ sergeants and handled things that way. Tsk tsk, it’s rotten beyond belief.”
He frowned, clearly looking very displeased.
“We already have many urgent matters. Sigh, if we have to deploy personnel here too, I’ll go crazy.”
I had heard they were short on personnel, but judging by his reaction, the situation seems quite serious.
‘But why do I feel like I need to read the room?’
I haven’t done anything wrong, and I’ve actually achieved merit.
Somehow I feel like I’ve increased their workload.
Lieutenant Colonel Orpia grasped this atmosphere and spoke up.
“Still, isn’t it better than not knowing and letting things get worse?”
“That’s true. Lieutenant Paran.”
“Yes…!”
I answered with strength in my voice at Colonel Leinhart’s call.
“Good work. Thanks to you, we avoided a major disaster.”
“Not at all. I just did my job.”
“Even after going to the Western Support Unit, practically an administrative position, you still achieve such merit. The higher-ups will evaluate this highly. We’ll see each other often.”
Colonel Leinhart, who had uttered those terrible words, extended his hand toward me.
‘Wasn’t today supposed to be our last meeting?’
Even though we’re on the same base, our departments are completely different.
Unless we accidentally run into each other during commuting, there’s absolutely no reason for our work to intersect.
“That… that would be nice if possible.”
“Mm, let’s do that.”
For some reason, he nodded as if satisfied.
‘Really, once this work is finished, let me stay quiet as a mouse for a while.’
Otherwise, I have an ominous feeling that I’ll be dragged back to the Intelligence Agency.
“Then… will the kidnapping victims be rescued immediately today?”
“That’s the troublesome problem right now.”
I naturally expected him to say they’d dispatch troops immediately, but his words were strange.
“Excuse me? Why is that?”
“He says he’s set up a system so that the kidnappers can be taken hostage in case of any unforeseen circumstances.”
“What the.”
It’s such a shocking story that I wonder if he’s even human.
“So it seems we need to eliminate the factory owner, who’s the key figure, and then proceed with the rescue. But we don’t have any assassins available for the operation right now.”
“This is.”
“I’m planning to go back and make a request, but it’ll take some time. Phew, I’m craving the cigarettes I quit.”
We’ve recognized the incident.
From the moment we learned that there are hundreds of victims, every minute and second makes our blood run cold.
‘And if those guys who went to kidnap don’t return, they’ll sense something’s wrong.’
If they completely lock the doors and make an extreme decision in the end… unimaginable results will unfold.
“I’d like to go there myself right now if I could, but they’ve even put up walls around the factory.”
“Yes, that’s right. I went to take a look once, and they’ve invested quite a bit of money to set up defenses.”
“That’s difficult.”
Even from my perspective, it’s a difficult problem.
“For now, we’ll handle the rest, so Lieutenant, go back and rest. And get your wounds treated too.”
“Colonel.”
“Hm? Speak up.”
Colonel Reint was about to turn his head but looked back at me again.
“Come to think of it, the factory owner is coming to the Western Support Unit tomorrow afternoon to make a military supply contract.”
“Is that really true?”
“Yes, tomorrow is the day for the winter glove contract.”
A ray of light flowing out from the pitch-dark path.
Colonel Reint began thinking of various strategies with a serious expression.
“We can extract the factory owner first, then proceed with the operation.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Good. That works out perfectly.”
As the blocked path opened up, Colonel Reint’s expression also relaxed.
“Then we’ll wait nearby and launch the operation once we confirm the factory owner has left.”
“Let’s do that.”
After that, we spent time refining the operation and preparing for variables, and I could only return to my quarters at 5 AM.
“Haa, this is exhausting.”
With wake-up at 7 AM, even if I sleep now, it’s only two hours at most.
Still, I can’t pull an all-nighter, so I roughly threw off my clothes and lay down on the floor instead of the bed.
* * *
“Tsk, why aren’t they back yet.”
7 AM.
Neck, who came out early in the morning, looked around anxiously in front of the factory gate.
‘Could something have gone wrong?’
Otherwise, there’s no way they wouldn’t have returned by now.
“Damn it, this is why I said we should be more careful.”
Since waiting any longer seemed meaningless, Neck threw his cigarette on the ground and headed to the factory owner’s office.
Knock knock.
“It’s Neck.”
“Come in.”
When Morphing’s voice was heard, Neck’s face instinctively scrunched up before he relaxed his expression and opened the door.
“What’s the matter.”
Morphing, who had been doing a final review of contract documents before departure, looked up at Neck.
“The four men who went out yesterday to recruit manpower haven’t returned yet.”
“What? They’re still not back?”
Since it was a serious problem, even Morphing’s jiggling fat froze solid.
“No.”
“Purururu, don’t tell me they got caught.”
Creak.
Morphing made an unidentifiable sound and leaned back in his chair.
‘That pig bastard, that thing’s going to break soon too.’
Hearing the sound, it doesn’t have much life left.
“Since we have to assume the worst-case scenario, I think we should consider that they were caught.”
“At such a crucial time. Tsk.”
This is an unexpected variable when we need to leave for the contract in just 10 minutes.
“Even if they were caught, it shouldn’t be a big problem. Those guys won’t reveal this place, will they. We’ve already decided what they should say.”
The confidence that no matter what torture comes, he won’t reveal anything.
The reason Neck can say this is because he’s holding their families hostage.
However, if there’s one thing Neck has overlooked.
It’s that torture has degrees, and the Intelligence Agency’s torture at its peak is enough to make one abandon even family.
“That’s right. Pururu, how ambiguous.”
Creak.
Morphing got up from his chair and stared intently at the bag he was about to take.
“Should we send a search team?”
“Forget it. If they haven’t returned by now, they must have been caught, so there’s no need to leave more traces.”
Since it made sense, Neck nodded his head.
‘For a beast, he does have brains.’
If he had been stupid from the start, he couldn’t have built such a factory.
“This won’t do. Neck.”
“Yes.”
“You go handle the contract. I need to guard the factory.”
“You mean me, sir?”
At this completely unexpected statement, Neck pointed at himself with his finger and asked back.
“Yes, I didn’t really want to go anyway since the weather’s too cold today.”
‘What’s this guy talking about when he walks around in thin clothes even in winter.’
Anyone could see he was sending him because he was scared, so Neck couldn’t help but feel disgusted.
And if those guys really had caught on, there would be no chance of returning alive when going to make the contract.
“Still, it’s an important contract, shouldn’t you go personally? If I go, they’ll surely be displeased.”
“Tell them I’m seriously ill. Then they won’t be unreasonable about it.”
‘This damn pig bastard.’
Neck barely held back the harsh words that were about to come out and thought of ways to refuse.
“Still… me going is a bit, considering the future direction.”
“Hey, just go.”
At the continued refusal, Morphing’s expression turned menacing.
And Neck knew better than anyone that in that state, he had to obey unconditionally.
“I’ll be back.”
Neck received the bag from Morphing and left the room.
“Shit, why is there so much chocolate in this bag.”
Returning to the office and looking at the bag, snacks took up more space than contract-related items.
“That pig bastard, I wish he’d fall off a cliff while walking.”
Neck cursed profusely as he transferred the contract-related items to another bag, then got on the factory-owned carriage.
* * *
“Plan Director, you’re here… didn’t you sleep last night?”
Captain Dennis asked with concern after seeing my face worn with fatigue.
“Hm? Oh, I had some business to take care of.”
“Aren’t you overworking yourself?”
“Well, what can I do. I have to do it to survive. More importantly, what time is the Cambodian Factory coming today?”
“10 AM.”
“Two hours left.”
At least it’s fortunate that I scheduled the appointment for the morning.
“Check the contract documents one last time.”
“Understood.”
After giving work instructions, I tried to make coffee to recover even a little from my exhausted fatigue.
But there was no such thing as leisure in my life.
“Is the Plan Director in?”
While I was boiling water.
Someone familiar yet unfamiliar entered the Planning Department Office.
‘That person… was the Supply Director, right.’
The name is… right, Lieutenant Colonel Cotton.
“Loyalty, what brings you here?”
After saluting by the book, I responded to Lieutenant Colonel Cotton’s words.
“Good that you’re here. Just how are you handling your work right now!”
“Excuse me…?”
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