When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 17
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 17
Around 9:00 a.m., Office of the Director of External Relations, Department of State, Harry S. Truman Building, Washington, DC, USA.
Many reports were addressed to Director Robert Anderson. From online reports that require electronic approval to confidential materials that require partial deletion.
Among them, Robert’s gaze stopped in one place.
It was a report on Muhammad Ahili Daoud al-Numan, also known as Cinnamon, the second-in-command of the rebels who had been captured alive in Al Jamash.
To be precise, from the next day, they were put in the Delta 1 POW camp in Guantanamo, assigned an intelligence analyst, and meaningful results obtained through intensive investigation and interrogation for several days.
Even the data of face-to-face interviews with family members and subordinates who were arrested together at the time were organized.
‘A lot came out.’
Robert flipped the cover of the fairly thick report.
The handwritten confession and the contents of the investigation and interrogation were recorded in detail, but this part was passed over as a light examination.
It’s because when the raid was instigated, how it was handled, and the situation when they were arrested, it was a side note.
Of course, the reason for being imprisoned in Guantanamo was the suspicion of being a terrorist who instigated and ordered the killing of American citizens.
There was something else more important than that.
“… Sergey Volkov.”
Robert muttered his name softly.
Robert’s priority was Sergei, an international criminal of Russian origin, an Interpol Red Wanted, who had been pre-cleared to arrest on discovery or to kill if arrest was difficult.
The reason was the same as the only purpose for the establishment of the External Cooperation Bureau, which is a member of the company.
Elimination of foreign enemies that threaten U.S. security.
Similar to the failure to prevent the 9/11 attacks that resulted in the merging of 22 government agencies to establish the Department of Homeland Security, it was established to perform its mission more efficiently.
It was roughly the same as three years ago, when Jake was hired by the State Department to work as a PMC.
And the first target was Sergei. Of course, they were tracking not only Sergei, but also those involved.
Cinnamon was the name that came from that.
Although the process of arresting him turned into a large-scale operation due to public opinion and the opinion of the White House.
Fortunately, the operation ended successfully.
The report in his hand was proof of that.
[…] It has been confirmed that Sergei Volkov has provided weapons and supplies. Attached list of weapons and supplies.]
Unfortunately, apart from this, there was nothing special.
It was because Sergei provided weapons and shared information without showing up to the Arabs.
One of the brokers involved in this has already disappeared and has not appeared.
However, Robert’s expression was not dark.
There was still one more.
A person who belonged to the Charlie team of G&G Corp, but is being investigated for information leakage.
There was not much material he spat out, but luckily there was one among them that caught Robert’s attention.
[…] It was confirmed that the mail diverted to the South China Sea Tarile Islands and was lost. Taril Islands information appendix.]
Robert’s hand moved straight to the page with the Taril Islands attached.
while shaking his head lightly.
There is still no reason or basis for diverting the mail to the Tairil Islands, but it was because the process of physically examining it was much better than the Arab one.
The costly lives of the agents will not disappear in vain due to the terrorism of non-target residents.
And the diplomatic situation was better than the Arabs.
This was because most of the countries interested in the Taril Islands were friendly, except for China, the hostile country. Thailand, Singapore, Malaysia, and Indonesia were able to safely use airports and ports, as well as military facilities.
But most importantly, the Taril Islands belonged to no one.
China, Vietnam, the Philippines, and Malaysia each claimed an island, but at the same time, it was a place that no country owned.
Also, the conflict didn’t escalate because there was no oil like the Spratly Islands.
The Taril Islands were a land where there were no civilians, and even if there were, only temporary fishermen.
‘then… … .’
Before he knew it, a map unfolded in his head, and at the same time, the locations of neighboring countries and a handful of dispatched employees were displayed, and possible plans were organized.
‘Raise a high-altitude reconnaissance plane to analyze aerial data and deploy agents deployed in Southeast Asia to the site… I guess I can finish it off based on the information secured like that, engage in irregular warfare with special forces members, or blow up suspicious areas with air-to-surface missiles under the guise of training.’
Of course, the details would have to be refined through a meeting with the heads of departments under his command, but it seemed that this framework could be maintained as it is.
Robert soon pressed the intercom button to call his secretary.
“Prepare for a department head-level meeting in 30 minutes.”
After the short reply, Robert was also going to prepare for the meeting right away. It was to find out various information and military data in the vicinity of the South China Sea.
However, the notification that appeared on one side of the monitor stopped preparing for the meeting.
[A2320002 – Case of the Sairet Matcal joint operation]
It was a direct message from Rachel.
It also seemed to be sent quite hastily.
I started the operation at 8:30 a.m. US time, but the results arrived at 9:00 a.m.
Moving the mouse cursor, Robert immediately opened the secured e-mail and checked the typed report and attached video file.
and after a while
A laugh came out of his mouth.
It was because I was so surprised to see Kang-tae subdue a terrorist in a room on the second floor, just like a movie.
“How can I… no… … .”
Self-talk staggered out of Robert’s mouth, and his hand played back Rachel’s body-cam video.
Twice, three times, four times, five times… … .
From the preparation area for the operation, where the shooting began, to the part where the operation ended and returned to the rendezvous point, I watched it with concentration as if it were going into the monitor.
Then I flinched as if I was awakened by a knock.
-Chief, the meeting is ready. May I come in?
“… come in.”
Robert answered briefly in front of the paused video, and soon five of the department heads under his command entered the director’s office and filled the conference table.
By the time they put the prepared tablet PC and file folder on each seat.
Robert, who was still staring at his monitor, opened his mouth.
“Was it Jake? That God would have bestowed grace upon him… … .”
“Ah yes. you’re right.”
One of the department heads responded reflexively, and Robert muttered as if talking to himself.
“Then there could be more grace than that. Even if it’s hard to understand with common sense… … .”
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Leaving aside the question he didn’t understand, Robert couldn’t take his eyes off the monitor.
I saw Kang Tae’s back.
It was the scene right before I ran into the room and completely neutralized the terrorist.
This was not something that could be solved by having an informant or an informant.
The first operation, the arrest of Cinnamon, was also without doubt, no matter how much he brushed it off. It was the same even now.
In other words, all of this was entirely the result of Kang Tae.
‘It’s like a monster. Yeah, if Delta had Jake… There is Lee in Korea… Can you think so?’
That was the only conclusion.
Soon, Robert’s thoughts naturally led to the other side.
‘… I have to bring them.’
Kang Tae’s ability was unmatched. I don’t know how it works, but the senses and shooting were the best of the best, as shown in the video.
Even the CIA and Homeland Security will covet it as soon as they see it.
After briefly organizing his thoughts, he nodded to the head of the department who was watching him.
“After the meeting, prepare a scouting program.”
“Ah, yes. All right.”
I didn’t bother to ask why. It was because he had to do it if he was told to do it, and also thanks to the few words Robert had spilled as clues.
Of course, the head of the department who doesn’t know the inside story just assumes that there must be great talent.
Robert opened his mouth as he sat down in the seat of honor.
“The traces left by Sergei Volkov come from the Taril Islands in the South China Sea.”
“… … !”
The department heads’ expressions changed in an instant.
It was because the name of the criminal who had to be arrested or eliminated in the first place in the Foreign Cooperation Agency came out.
Robert’s words soon followed.
“I’ll start by looking at all available ISR (Intelligence, Surveillance, Reconnaissance: Intelligence, Surveillance, Reconnaissance) resources, including HUMINT (Human Intelligence) in the nearby area.”
* * *
“Look, friend. Did you say your name was Lee? Are you Korean?”
Near the end of my Sensitive Site Exploitation (SSE) session, a Sairet Matcal spoke to me.
I was on guard because it was an outsourced mercenary role, but he even smiled at me.
I thought it was because of what happened earlier, but it wasn’t.
“It’s nice to meet you. I never thought I’d meet a comrade with a common enemy in a foreign land called Al Jamash.”
“ah… Are you talking about North Korea?”
I remembered learning from an outside lecturer I had invited during my military service.
Israel and North Korea do not recognize each other, so historically and diplomatically they are not on good terms, and the fact that North Korea is selling weapons and field doctrine to Israel’s enemies, Islamic countries.
After a while, the answer came back as if my thoughts were correct.
“It’s a country I really want to visit.”
“To North Korea?”
“Yes, for example… When you kill Kim or carry out an operation to advance into Pyongyang. If you just call me, I will do my best to help you.”
“oh… A siret mat knife would be great. however… I am also a mercenary.”
A bitter laugh broke out.
Both in real life and in the game, unfortunately, I was not a soldier.
Fortunately, I was working as a mercenary similar to a soldier here, but after all, it was not a good thing.
Because the crisis of my life was approaching.
“It wasn’t even camouflage? Oh. Korea is crazy, to have soldiers like you discharged. Or did you have an accident?”
“It’s not like that… There were some circumstances.”
“It must be a pity, a member like you could put a bullet through the pig’s head with just one squad.”
“I really want to try it too… … .”
By the time the story goes like that.
The members who completed the SSE started to come out after organizing the operation site.
The person who talked to me also said goodbye and parted ways.
It was time for me to join our team.
Jake was answering the phone with a very serious expression before he knew it.
And then he looked back at me and smiled.
“Very good news, Lee.”
“What is it?”
“The training ground I was talking about before. The reservation was cancelled, so it can be used tomorrow.”
“… … ?”
“Did I tell you? It’s a place where you can test everything from tactical shooting to stamina and strength. Tomorrow is going to be a fantastic day, Lee.”
Blinking at the unexpected news, he gestured as if urging.
“Come on, let’s go.”