good plan
A plain with thick vegetation.
Amidst the distant horizon, a mountain range several kilometers away, there are brick houses in the center of the village and shacks towards the outskirts.
Of course, the roadside was unpaved, and it was already muddy from the drizzling rain that had fallen since the morning, and the electric pole next to it was supported with wooden reinforcements across it.
“… Hey, it’s full of wildness.”
Perhaps it seemed that the surrounding environment was too lacking to be a front-line defense area, and Im Seol-ha stuttered and tried to pack it with skill.
Don’t make a mistake again, the vice minister of foreign affairs added.
“This is the outskirts of Artium. You can’t put up a building in a place responsible for night battles. But, well, it has its own charm.”
The heads of the party soon turn toward the place the index finger points.
In the middle of the village, a railroad track was laid on hard ground that rose to knee height.
“Because the Trans-Siberian Railway runs through it. It is perfect for transporting material and human resources, so there is no time to set foot in the troupe or merchants in normal times. Of course, it is currently suspended.”
“Then maybe fighting on the street… … .”
“… That would be one of many reasons. There will be no means to relieve the stress of the heroes.”
puck!
At the right time, through the car window, the images of idiots exchanging punches are reflected.
They were different from the guys I saw at the entrance of the village at the beginning, but they were the same, too drunk to even control their bodies.
When you see him wearing armor, he is a hero who is put on the front lines.
When everyone in the party except me couldn’t hide their shock, the vice minister hurriedly turned the topic around.
“You will reach your destination soon. Did you read the report I gave you yesterday?”
“Yes.”
“The opponent is Oleg Kozemyak, the Governor of Primorye (a governing region of the Russian Federation that includes Vladivostok). If you think you’re going to make a mistake, don’t say anything at all.”
“free… what?”
“… This is Primorye. In Korea, it means the area known as Maritime Province. Anyway, I will respond, and the governor is also interested in Lee Yong-soo, so there is nothing to be particularly nervous about. But, be careful. The position of governor in Russia is like the king of a country.”
Exaggeration is gross.
In Korea, a position equivalent to the manager of a fortress.
To express himself as a king, he had to be a plenipotentiary representative of the Far Eastern Federal District (one of the eight federal districts throughout Russia).
However, if it was enough to scare the unsuspecting outsider, silence soon fills up inside the medium-sized bus.
This is because heavily armed heroes appeared out of the car window and filled up the streets, and a person presumed to be the person in question appeared in front of the two-story brick building in front of the driver’s seat.
Rattle, push.
Shortly thereafter, an old-fashioned bus approaches the iron window of the front door. Soon the engine shut off and the car door opened.
As the Russian officials get off, the vice minister of foreign affairs straightens his tie and holds out his palm in front of me.
“Lee Yong-soo, get off first. I’ll be the second one to get off, and others can get off and line up in front of the bus. Don’t even think about moving without permission.”
For a while, the way he spoke was strangely intrusive.
After stepping down the stairs, negative thoughts about middle-aged Korean men are buried in an instant.
She has fair blonde hair, pointy ears, strong eyes, and a tall nose unique to Westerners. They met eyes with a typical white villain, who seems to have been seen a lot in movies.
The presence of the bodyguards, obviously, could not be ignored, but the spirit of the person concerned was more noticeable than that.
It was the first time I had met the governor in my past and present life, but it was not difficult to notice that he was a person with special abilities.
It even sounded like a fart.
And.
“привет (priviet: goodbye).”
The governor greets me with a pat on the shoulder, as if greeting a good friend.
I learned the language by donating ears, so there must be honorifics in Russian too. It ended with short words that you would only say to a friend.
In response, the vice minister sneakily interprets.
“Nice to meet you. It took a lot of hard work to get here.”
“… … .”
I know that I can’t understand Russian, but I wonder if it’s right to extend the word hello so much.
“… Lee Yong-soo?”
But anyway, the moment I tried to tease my tongue because I couldn’t just ignore the vice minister’s prompting. Just in time, the parrot that had been scouting with the sound of the duck flew in.
＜Heh, heh… … . Like a damn human… … .＞
“… … .”
＜I got hooked on a crab. He said he’s hiding on the beach for a while because his recovery isn’t over yet.＞
The news is that Venetus has also come.
* * *
After a while, inside the embassy.
With a plain wooden table in front of me, I look around at the vodka in the closet, the flag of the Russian Federation hanging on the wall, and the stuffed head of the phallus, a level 4 monster.
Its head alone is about the size of a refrigerator, and if you include the irregularly grown horns, it takes up quite a bit of space.
“Tолько теперь немного тихо.”
“It’s a little quieter now.”
In the meantime, the Russian interpreter translates the governor’s words literally.
In fact, despite the efforts of the vice minister, who had come a long way for this meeting, he chose to live alone.
Therefore, two whites and only one yellow man remained indoors.
And Oleg Kozemyak, the man who rules Primorye, naturally took out a glass.
“Вы умеете пить алкоголь?”
“Do you know how to drink?
“Мне это не нравится, но если дашь, то пей (I don’t like it, but give it to me and I will drink it).”
“… … .”
The interpreter responded silently to the spattered Russian, while the governor chose to smile brightly.
It wasn’t particularly intentional, but there was no one who disliked foreigners using their mother tongue.
“Do you speak Russian?”
“any.”
“Great, good enough. It’s safe to say that you’re Russian.”
By gesticulating toward the interpreter, a proper private meeting is finally achieved.
While the dark brown liquid ripples in the glass, he shows too much friendliness.
Leaving aside everything else, he spewed out a series of things he wanted to say to me.
“Even wolves sometimes slip. The KGB (Russian State Security Committee) revealed your identity in detail, but they didn’t know if you could speak Russian. Where did you learn it?”
“From the book.”
“You seem too local to be self-taught, right? Even if you say that you are a mercenary belonging to Artium, you can believe it.”
Once at the word wolf, and again at the word mercenary belonging to Artium.
In the act of unintentionally pointing out the past, I divert attention by blocking the bottle that is about to climb onto the second glass.
“Well?”
“Only one cup.”
“… What is the order?”
“The landlord comes first.”
“This is not my home. It is the office of Viktor Aserov, commander of the National Guard.”
“At the same time, it is also the land of Primorye. drink.”
What a great joke he told me.
The governor smiled, even exposing his throat.
“Did HT tell you about this?”
“… … .”
“I heard you saw strategic forts on the way. It’s all built with the hands of HT Construction. They must have their own local sources of information.”
Clap clack.
Soon after, he empties the glass at once and holds it out towards me.
“Sure, it’s still strange. I mean, it’s so natural. If the information the KGB investigated was correct, he would never have been to Russia… … . Isn’t this one of the two? Have you experienced it yourself, or have you looked ahead and prepared in advance?”
“… … .”
“Is it foreknowledge, or is it prophecy?”
I wondered what kind of bullshit this was, so I stared at it silently for a while.
When alcohol is poured into the neck, the uvula and esophagus awaken the mental head with strong assertiveness.
It was like a protest not to include this.
Then, at that point, the other person also showed a smile and tried to fix what I said.
“Did I look too crazy?”
“yes.”
“I ask for your understanding. It’s because I’ve been under a lot of stress lately. The front line is precarious, and the operation to restore the eastern route is not easy.”
It’s not like, outside the window. On the railroad tracks seen from the second floor, a train that has just returned is screaming.
The armor plate was triple-padded – the monster’s flesh was stuck near the spokes, and the engine emitted an unusual noise as if it had trouble breaking through the heavy weight.
“Oh, you mean that? The idea was good. It was an operation to repair damaged railroad tracks by using trains as mobile fortresses. It was sent out yesterday morning, and the full-scale battle took place late at night. And it was an hour ago when I got the call that I managed to get out.”
“It must be quite difficult, right?”
“The Trans-Siberian Railway runs through the land of the leopard. The wave gathering place is close by.”
“There is a little distance.”
“So it is more difficult. The railroad spans a 7-kilometer canyon, but since it is on the other side of the mountain range… … . When it’s daytime, the view is wide open. It’s good prey for monsters.”
The other person shows discomfort and raises the second glass.
“However, it is not that there is no proper way. When the snow melts, you can start a large-scale subjugation operation after setting fire to the mountain range. Or wait for the federal assault force from the central government to arrive. But there’s a problem here too. Do you know what?”
“… Time will run out.”
“You know that. I know very well. Do you know the details of the circumstances inside it?”
can you not know
The Russian government has a fundamentally centralized economic system.
Food resources are collected through Moscow and distributed according to the circumstances of each region.
Even fish caught in Vladivostok were sent by train and then returned, so the food situation in the Far East was obvious.
However, the meaningfully shining eyes bothered me, so I didn’t bother to reply.
“You don’t need to know that.”
“That’s right. Anyway, we’re gathering power for one reason or another. Federation heroes and mercenaries belonging to the Far Eastern Federal District were called in regardless of their identity. Vladivostok was the center of gravity in the south and Khabarovsk in the north. Coincidentally, the train line runs through Khabarovsk, so it’s scheduled to depart the day before the operation. On that day, the powers of the two cities will be joined at the target point.”
“… … .”
“How is it?”
“what?”
“Can you win? won’t you be defeated? We have to avoid the worst as we have gathered additional personnel.”
It’s hard to criticize why you ask me about that, because the governor’s face is slightly worried.
I immediately responded in a blunt tone.
“I have to stick with it.”
“Is that the end?”
“The plan sounds good.”
Somehow, it seemed overly good.