I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 99

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Episode 99

“Anyway, their technological level is so low that there’s no way they could accomplish anything properly.”

“The field of magical circuits is a discipline that can develop rapidly the moment one obtains a single piece of advanced data. We must always be vigilant.”

Duke Abiel still maintained his opposing stance.

At this sight, Duke Seto frowned.

“Is it truly the right attitude to create problems and then only oppose without any countermeasures?”

As if to repay what he had suffered before, Duke Seto thrust in a blatant attack.

“You speak as if it’s my fault. Our plan was perfect. It was ruined by unexpected variables and the complacency of the Reconnaissance Command.”

“Was there truly not even an inch of mistake in that process? From what I see, if the Duke had paid just a little more attention, the problem could have been avoided.”

“Then I’d like to ask something. How should one anticipate and prepare for the appearance of an Ogre?”

Veins faintly bulged on Duke Abiel’s forehead.

“Enough, enough now.”

In a situation where a fight seemed about to break out at any moment, Simon stopped the two.

“I understand that sharing the circuits is difficult. But we can’t just stay like this, so we have no choice but to request a conference.”

In the end, going round and round, the only option Simon could choose was dialogue.

“Both Dukes should think of ways to change the Kingdom of Osiris’s mind at the conference and report by today.”

“We receive your command.”

“Both of you may withdraw now.”

At the Emperor’s command, both Dukes left the office.

And the conference held a week later.

Unfortunately, none of the carrots offered by the Adits Empire could change the Kingdom of Osiris’s mind.

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“You came well. Have you been doing well, Captain?”

As soon as I entered the Intelligence Command Headquarters in the heart of the capital, Lieutenant Eden greeted me.

“I’ve been doing reasonably well. How have you been, Lieutenant?”

“I’d say I’ve been busy. The Captain is also going to be busy from now on.”

“I see.”

It was expected, so it’s not surprising.

‘Now it’s really the Western Front.’

If they’re going to send me to the west anyway, I don’t know why they’re calling me to the capital.

“Your reaction is quite lacking.”

“I got tired on the way here. The journey was so long.”

“You came comfortably by carriage and you’re making weak complaints. More importantly, this is your first time coming to headquarters, isn’t it?”

“That’s right.”

I’ve seen the exterior of the building while passing by, but this is the first time I’ve come inside.

“There’s nothing particularly worth seeing, but if you have time later, let’s go to the dining hall on the 2nd floor and eat. The steak here is quite excellent.”

“Are you treating me?”

“It’s free. More importantly, you have plenty of money but you want to empty my wallet?”

“Yes, I very much want to empty it.”

My wish is to scrape every single penny clean without missing any.

“Tsk tsk, there’s no point in being nice to you. You need to attend a briefing right away, so follow me.”

Eden clicked his tongue and walked ahead.

“But what kind of briefing is it?”

While going up the stairs from the 2nd to 3rd floor, I walked beside Lieutenant Eden and asked.

“You’ll hear when we get there. It’s content I can’t speak of carelessly.”

A very cautious attitude.

Since this is an Intelligence Agency building, I thought there would be no restrictions on speaking, but it was unexpected.

‘The more secretive it is, the more dangerous it becomes.’

This doesn’t feel good.

“You’ll hear a lot of unfamiliar content, so during the meeting just nod your head saying you understand. I’ll give you detailed explanations separately.”

“Understood.”

I was planning to do that anyway even without being told.

“Then let’s go in.”

Creak.

Lieutenant Eden opened the conference room door without knocking.

“You’re here.”

A heavy voice heard as soon as the door opened.

When I turned my head in that direction, there was a truly unexpected person… or more precisely, rank sitting there.

‘Wait, one star, two stars, three… damn.’

There’s only one person with three stars in the Intelligence Command.

Commander Kalren Rekiart, Lieutenant General.

By the way, having a surname doesn’t mean he’s from nobility; when you get stars, you receive noble-level treatment and are granted a surname only you can use.

“Are you Captain Paran Oclo?”

“Yes… yes sir! That’s correct!”

Suddenly the Commander directly called my name and spoke to me.

‘What, why does he know my name.’

A three-star knows a Captain’s name?

Enlisted men might think this is good, but it’s absolutely not good.

“You’ve been actively working even though you haven’t been in long. You’ve worked hard.”

“No… not at all!”

“No need to be so nervous. You just arrived from the 7th Army Corps, right?”

“That’s correct!”

“Sit comfortably. Just don’t fall asleep.”

He surely said it jokingly, but is it just my imagination that it sounds chilling?

“Thank you!”

Since nothing good would come from speaking at length, I answered briefly and firmly and sat in the last seat.

‘Wait, I’m the only company-grade officer here.’

About 15 people are currently sitting in the conference room, and the average rank was Colonel.

“Then since everyone who should come is here, let’s begin.”

As if I was truly the last attendee, the Commander immediately gave the order to start the briefing.

“Yes, I will proceed with the Hasmon Landing Operation briefing.”

The prepared briefing officer took the floor and brought up the topic.

‘But why is a Brigadier General giving the briefing?’

Looking at the nameplate, it was Brigadier General Gevil Terlp, Director of Information Management Bureau.

“Before we begin, the content I’m about to discuss corresponds to Level 2 classified information, so please pay special attention to security.”

In other words, watch your mouth.

‘But what landing operation…?’

For a moment I wondered if I had misheard, so I flipped through the materials neatly placed on the desk.

<Hasmon Landing Operation>

-Level 2 Classified, Handle with Care

‘Damn.’

Unfortunately, I had heard it correctly without missing a single syllable.

‘What kind of landing operation is this. Suddenly.’

The only landing operation I know is the Incheon Landing Operation.

If I remember correctly, I know it was an operation with very high risk.

“And I want to mention that the briefing materials are based on documents sent down from Operations Command.”

“Has the operation been finalized?”

“That’s how it was conveyed to us for now.”

The Information Management Bureau Director answered the Commander’s question leaving some room for interpretation.

“I see. Continue.”

“Yes, this landing operation is scheduled to deploy the 3rd and 4th Fleet Commands along with the 17th, 19th, and 22nd Divisions. The total scale is 40,000 troops…”

The operation briefing continued without pause.

The more I listened, the more my mind began to feel numb.

“Operations Command has put five routes on the candidate list, and the final decision has been delegated to Intelligence Command.”

“Five routes, they’ve picked quite a lot of useless options.”

“Yes, if you look at page 4 of the materials, you can see the routes sent by Operations Command.”

Rustle.

At General Gavel’s words, the sound of pages turning echoed through the conference room.

‘Crazy, are they really just going to punch through enemy waters?’

Five routes marked on page 4.

I had hoped otherwise, but as expected, it was a reckless charging method.

“Among these, which number do you judge to be the most viable currently?”

“Based on enemy movements, the leading candidate is Route 3.”

Route 3, which went some distance from the coastline and crossed through enemy waters.

How exactly was that supposed to be safe?

‘It’s an operation to charge in like madmen and immediately strike Hasmon Fortress.’

Damn, they’re just crazy bastards.

‘Write a novel, seriously.’

Regardless of rank or anything else, harsh words were rising to my throat, about to spill out.

But do you know what the bigger problem was?

It didn’t end with just the landing operation.

“Additionally, the attack on Yalc Island will deploy the 5th and 6th Fleet Commands along with the 26th and 27th Divisions. The troop scale is 30,000.”

Yalc Island suddenly popped up out of nowhere.

It seemed strange, but only after hearing this could I fully understand the operation they had planned.

‘They’re going to attack Hasmon Fortress to tie up the harbor side and then hit Yalc Island.’

Looking at it again, it seemed somewhat rationally not bad…

‘No, this is insane.’

Beyond high risk to ultra risk, ultra return.

Even Sadis, who loved gambling so much, would have shaken his head at this.

“A total of 70,000 troops, we absolutely must achieve victory.”

The Instructor spouting obvious nonsense.

His face showed no sign of thinking this operation was wrong or anything.

“According to the content from Operations Command, if discovered early, we would lose at least two fortresses or suffer equivalent damage.”

“Rather, being discovered would be fortunate. At least we’d preserve our troops.”

I found myself nodding unconsciously at the Instructor’s words.

‘No, our naval performance is inferior to Eltho’s, so what’s this talk of a landing operation?’

It only sounded like they were eloquently saying they wanted to become drowning ghosts.

‘I really want to say something.’

I wanted to shout “Are you insane? Have you lost your minds?”

Unfortunately, I didn’t have the guts to ignore a six-rank difference.

“That’s right. Therefore, the key to this operation is landing without being detected by the enemy.”

General Gavel stating content that even a passing dog would know.

However, the problem started from here.

“Therefore, we plan to deploy skilled agents to inspect the routes and other aspects. Please turn the page.”

Rustle.

At General Gavel’s words, the sound of pages turning echoed once more.

I also turned my page, and the new page contained a reconnaissance operation plan.

<Landing Route and Land Route Reconnaissance Operation>

Operation Overview: Preliminary reconnaissance to increase the success probability of the Hasmon landing operation…

Operation Route: Route 3 -> Planned landing coastline -> Hasmon Fortress -> Harbor -> Yalc Island -> Join diplomatic mission

Reconnaissance Operation Personnel: Lieutenant Eden, Captain Paran Oclo

A fairly detailed operation.

But the problem was the last line.

‘Shit, wait! Why is my name stuck in here?’

Didn’t they just say skilled agents?

Eden might qualify, but I absolutely do not count as a skilled agent.

“The main objectives are confirming the safety of Route 3 and verifying the route advancing to Hasmon Fortress…”

General Gavel explaining earnestly.

Honestly, my head hurt too much right now for any of it to register.

“The operation will be led by Lieutenant Eden, with Captain Paran Oclo as support personnel, these two will be deployed.”

“The danger level looks quite high.”

After hearing the full explanation, the Instructor turned his head to look at Lieutenant Eden.

“I heard you volunteered for this mission that’s difficult to entrust to anyone.”

‘Crazy, what did he just say?’

For a moment I doubted my ears.

Volunteering for a mission you should run away from with every excuse possible.

This was absolutely impossible unless there were mental problems or someone had dirt on him.

“I volunteered with a sense of responsibility, thinking this operation must necessarily precede the landing operation’s success.”

At Lieutenant Eden’s words, I unconsciously grabbed the back of my neck.

‘What are you, the Emperor? Why take responsibility?’

Just dizzying.

“Truly grateful. And with capable Captain Paran going along, there couldn’t be more reliable allies.”

The Instructor’s gaze turned toward me.

“You… you flatter me.”

“I’ve heard much about the Captain. Lieutenant Orpia praised you so highly.”

‘Why do things no one asked for.’

There’s no one helpful around.

“It’s just that luck made things work out well.”

“Then let’s pray that luck will be on the Empire’s and the Captain’s side this time too.”

“Yes, thank you.”

I answered briefly with a gloomy heart and continued listening to the briefing.

Detailed plans for the landing operation, key directions for the Yalc Island attack, and so on.

It wasn’t really content for a mere captain to hear, but perhaps because I was operation personnel, I stayed until the end.

“To match the operation timing, you’ll need to depart for the Southern Region tomorrow.”

At the Instructor’s words, Lieutenant Eden nodded.

“That’s right.”

“Are you planning to just leave again this time?”

Suddenly the Instructor asked a question whose meaning I couldn’t understand.

‘What’s that supposed to mean, is there something if you don’t just leave?’

Now everything just makes me anxious.

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