I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 149
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Episode 149
A voice clearly mixed with irritation.
Since it was completely unexpected, I couldn’t understand and asked back.
“I heard that even the winter glove contract hasn’t been finalized yet. After making all that noise at the morning staff meeting, is this the result the Lieutenant mentioned?!”
As his voice grew louder, the office atmosphere stiffened.
‘So right now… he came to chew me out because the contract is being delayed?’
What kind of crazy bastard is this.
‘It’s not even that delayed, and how does he even know about this.’
Unless he’s checking my work matters every time to bring me down, there’s no way he could know.
“Since it’s an important matter, we’ve been reviewing it multiple times which has delayed it beyond schedule, but we won’t miss the deadline so you don’t need to worry.”
“You call that an answer! Right now because of you Lieutenant, our supply department can’t properly distribute winter gloves! If you can’t do your job properly, is that attitude appropriate?!”
‘What crazy nonsense.’
Why can’t items be distributed properly just because the contract is delayed.
Even if we contract now, it’s not like winter gloves will arrive tomorrow anyway.
‘This bastard just seems to have come here wanting to give me a piece of his mind.’
After last week’s staff meeting, I did think some commanders would come to dislike me.
But I didn’t expect them to come picking fights with such nonsensical excuses.
‘How annoying.’
The moment I realized this was malicious behavior.
Confusion and absurdity transformed into displeasure and surged up.
And what makes me even angrier is that this is the damn military, so I can’t argue back against those words.
“Was there such a problem? I failed to consider that. I’ll take note and proceed with contracts quickly from the next case onwards.”
“Instead of getting cocky about your lucky promotion, focus on doing your own job properly first. Because of you alone, the entire Support Unit is suffering right now.”
“Yes, understood.”
Colonel Cotton glared at me giving crisp answers, then as if unable to contain his anger, stormed out of the office.
“Geez, crazy bastard.”
After confirming the door closed and footsteps faded away, I cursed once.
“Are you alright…?”
In the stiffly frozen atmosphere, Captain Dennis asked cautiously.
“Hm? Oh, I’m fine. It’s nothing much.”
If I stayed gloomy here, the entire office would die, so I tried to smile.
‘I’m actually fine too.’
Honestly, getting chewed out to this extent?
Thinking of my soldier days, this wasn’t even getting chewed out.
‘Compared to what I went through with senior bastards, that was nothing.’
In terms of time, it was only about 5 minutes, wasn’t it.
I really didn’t even get a taste of it.
“You don’t need to worry too much about it. Our work is fine, isn’t it.”
“Of course. What problems could there be. We’re in the middle of fixing the mess that was made before.”
Clap! Clap!
Since the atmosphere showed no signs of lightening no matter what I said, I lightly clapped twice.
“It was noisy from the morning. Don’t mind it and let’s do what we need to do. Anyway, the work we’re doing will be evaluated by higher-ups, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
“Yes…”
“Understood.”
Department members answering in voices that seemed okay.
Even so, getting the atmosphere completely back wasn’t easy.
‘Colonel Cotton, was it? You just wait a bit.’
Since there was a lot to handle, I just wrote his name in my death note for now and covered it.
“Section Chief, the Cambodian Factory carriage just entered the base.”
While I was reviewing documents.
Captain Bern brought the news we’d been waiting for along with a meaningful look.
“They’re here.”
After taking a breath, I got up from my seat.
“Shall we go out to greet them.”
“Are you going out personally, Section Chief? I could just go myself.”
I shook my head at Sergeant Major Kairon’s words.
“It’s fine. While I’m out, I’ll get some fresh air too. My back hurts from sitting too long.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“Let’s do that.”
“I’ll come along too.”
“You’re definitely going.”
I went down to the 1st floor of the building with Captain Bern and Sergeant Major Kairon.
And not long after, a shuttle carriage stopped in front of the building.
The door opened and a large man…
“Huh…?”
“Ah, you came out personally. It’s an honor to see you again.”
A man extending his hand for a handshake.
Not fat, not sweating, a very ordinary person.
It was the person called Neck that I had briefly seen last time.
“Ah… no. You were Mr. Neck, right?”
“Thank you for remembering me.”
“But the factory owner…?”
“Well… he caught a terrible cold the day before yesterday and is completely bedridden, so I came in his place.”
A variable.
Not just a big one, but a damn huge one.
“Oh my, the weather’s been bad lately so people catch colds often. I hope he recovers quickly.”
“I’ll make sure to convey that when I return.”
“But then what about the contract…?”
“Ah, you don’t need to worry. I brought the factory seal and all the necessary authority.”
He showed me the seal and related documents from his bag.
For a moment, I was speechless.
‘This is driving me crazy.’
My head throbbed as if being stabbed with needles.
“I… I see. Let’s go inside for now.”
“Yes, but seeing you here, you look even more impressive, Manager. Haha.”
“What am I, I’m just a soldier.”
I forced a decent expression and led Neck not to the originally planned Meeting Room 3, but to Room 2.
“Please sit here for a moment while I go get the documents. Bern, brew him a cup of green tea.”
“Understood.”
“Oh my, you don’t need to do that, but thank you for your consideration.”
I left Room 2 and quickly walked to open the door to Room 3.
And the person inside was Lieutenant Colonel Orpia.
As soon as she saw me, she showed a serious expression.
“That person isn’t the factory owner, is he? I heard he was a large man.”
“Yes, a representative named Neck came. He says the factory owner is currently bedridden. But probably…”
“It’s a lie.”
“Yes.”
He definitely felt something ominous and sent a representative.
“Did the operation already begin…?”
“No, I issued a halt order as soon as I saw him get out of the carriage.”
“Thank you.”
If we had proceeded with the operation immediately and a hostage situation occurred, it’s dizzying just to imagine.
“Don’t make that face. Variables in operations happen frequently.”
“No. Still, this was a plan I made and it’s gone awry, so I’m sorry.”
“Forget it. What’s important is what comes next. How about sending someone to the factory? We could say the contract requires the factory owner to come personally and draw him out.”
“That’ll probably be difficult. I saw that he sent the seal along with all sorts of important documents. If we try that, he’ll definitely think it’s a trap.”
And the moment he realizes it’s a trap, the worst situation begins.
‘With hostages involved, this is really fucked.’
I clearly understood how troublesome those occasional airplane hostage situations are.
“How about deploying an assassin as originally planned?”
“No, that’s become difficult now.”
“What…? Don’t tell me we’re getting no personnel support at all?”
“From what they observed on site, it seems he’s prepared professional-level defenses against assassination. Multiple types of magical devices too.”
“That’s not easy.”
It seems he knows he’s doing something wrong.
“Well, no matter how well-prepared the defenses are, a properly skilled assassin could handle it.”
“An assassin of that caliber would be busy.”
“Right, exactly. It would take several weeks.”
“That’s ambiguous.”
“Right. For today, it seems we’ll just have to make the contract and send him back.”
“Understood. If I’m away from my seat too long, it might seem strange, so I’ll go back.”
“Alright, I’m counting on you.”
I left the room and let out a small sigh first.
‘This has become troublesome.’
At the same time, I felt sorry for the Intelligence Agency operatives who were struggling at the Cambodian Factory.
“Frustrating. So frustrating.”
Thinking that nothing was going right today, I opened the conference room door.
“So when proceeding with the contract, you must meet the delivery date without fail.”
“You don’t need to worry about that part. We’ve recently raised our factory’s production capacity significantly, so we’ll meet the delivery date with room to spare.”
Inside, Sergeant Major Kairon and Neck were having an animated conversation.
“So you’ve been making such investments. Haha! I don’t know why I wasn’t aware of such a good factory until now.”
“From now on, we’ll support you enthusiastically.”
Since Sergeant Major Kairon didn’t know what their investment was about, his expression was extremely bright.
‘I don’t see Captain Bern.’
My guess is he left because he judged it wouldn’t be easy to manage his expression.
‘Right, when things are ambiguous, it’s better to just slip away.’
There’s no point in staying here with a grim face, it would only invite suspicion.
“Haha! Manager, you’re here. I’ve prepared all the contracts. You just need to sign here.”
Sergeant Major Kairon handed me a pen as if he’d been waiting, then pointed to the contract.
However, I fixed my gaze on Neck.
[Would you like to view the target’s truth?]
[Cost: 20P]
‘Expensive.’
Even though I’ve earned a lot of points recently, it’s not enough to be extravagant.
But thinking about it again, I do want to check at least once.
‘No, checking won’t change anything.’
The fact that these are criminal factories is already confirmed.
I’ve already confirmed they’re targets that need to be taken down.
Why would I spend points?
‘But thinking about it, the factory owner might really be bedridden.’
If that’s the case, honestly I could just storm in.
When you’re severely sick with a cold, proper judgment isn’t easy.
‘Damn, I don’t know.’
[The Eye of Truth pierces through the target.]
I just squeezed my eyes shut and activated the skill.
Name: Neck
Affiliation: Cambedia
Position: Department Head
Specialties: Administration, Process Design, Cleaning, Finance, Drinking
Current State: Came here due to Morphing’s threats, desperately hoping to return without incident. Praying for Morphing’s death more than anyone.
“Is there something on my face?”
As I stared intently at him, Neck tilted his head and asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing.”
The status window I obtained for 20 points.
First of all, his specialties are quite impressive.
‘Why is he so multi-talented?’
He’s such a versatile worker that I’m envious.
And the main point is.
‘He’s praying for death. Are they on bad terms?’
If he wishes for death to that extent, it’s not just bad relations, it’s almost hatred.
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