To stop Giandro from bleeding, a tourniquet was placed over the damaged area.
Both the right hand with a rag and the left hand with a torn forearm.
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Likewise, I had to stop the bleeding on my amputated or smashed leg, but thanks to Harry, who had run up to me before I knew it, I didn’t have to waste any more time.
In addition, without the need to load the stretcher, Jake lifted Giandro in a flash.
At the same time, Giandr’s voice was heard.
“Kill me… kill me… … !”
It was a sound that I could barely spit out as if I had no energy to shout.
It’s in Italian, not English.
Jake, who was carrying it roughly over his shoulder, wrinkled his brow.
“Italian.”
“Yes, please kill yourself.”
“… Yes, did you speak Italian too?”
As Jake looked on as if he had forgotten, Giandro’s head snapped helplessly.
The limbs that were giving strength also drooped.
At the same time, Harry hurriedly took his pulse.
“I think he lost consciousness because he was bleeding so much. When you are out of breath, you have to get out quickly.”
“Okay, everyone get out!”
Jake gave the order, fixing the corpse-like Giandr.
At the same time, the Marine Raider Regiment, which had been spread out in alert formation, moved and quickly began to rappel and climb into the helicopters.
By the time the Marine Corps Raider Regiment and our team climbed in order, as if we had agreed in advance.
Only then did the Vietnamese soldiers who had fled and hid look this way.
Fortunately, the gun was not aimed, but I paid attention until the end because I couldn’t be vigilant.
It was because guided anti-tank missiles could come out of the shabby hut-like guard post.
He was caught riding a scooter, but Giandro was no ordinary guy.
I paid more attention to this and looked around, but fortunately, nothing I was worried about happened.
The MH-60R Seahawk quickly left its position and quickly crossed over Vietnam.
The destination was the USS Carl Vinson, the first departure point.
It was to fly to the coast of Vietnam, but even if it reached the vicinity of the Carl Vinson, there was no need to worry or be vigilant anymore.
Simply put, it was like mission accomplished.
There was no means to threaten us.
It was because the place where they were going to land was a nuclear aircraft carrier, and because it was armed with various defense systems, most attacks would not work.
Wouldn’t it be cool if China brought down a navy of similar size?
Of course, that wasn’t scary either.
It was because of the majesty of the Carl Vinson that came into sight.
“Wow, after all, America… … .”
Admiration came out of nowhere.
It seemed that the Gwanghwamun intersection was removed with a bit of exaggeration, or the bridge over the Han River was removed.
It felt similar to when I saw an aircraft carrier that entered the port during my active service.
But there was something else important.
If the aircraft carrier I saw then was a powerful weapon of the allies, now it looks like my back ship.
I wasn’t worried about any raids or attacks at all.
In the midst of such a new admiration, Jake’s voice came through the headset.
– Did four Vietnamese soldiers just fall down?
“yes? yes… … .”
I replied reflexively, then paused.
It was because they pulled the trigger against foreign forces, not terrorists.
It wasn’t even a threatening shot, it was a situation where it was hit.
Flying the MH-60 over Vietnam is not a job, so the back story quickly stuck.
“… But will that be okay?”
– what?
“Vietnamese soldiers, I shot first. He aimed this way, so I killed him right away without threatening shots… … .”
It was a time when the excitement of arresting Giandro reminded me of the situation immediately before, which I had forgotten.
– I know, I shot too.
Jake replied calmly.
After that, Rachel touched my knee and opened her mouth.
– I know what you’re worried about, but maybe nothing will happen.
“yes… … ?”
– You can negotiate quietly in a standard way or create an issue and cover it up… There are many ways. If it serves the national interest, the United States will take care of even worse things. If it was done by someone like you… Maybe you’d rather have an accident.
“You want it?”
– Because you can get out of debt both mentally and materially. You, too, have no choice but to lean on the United States… Of course, this is a bit risky, so I wouldn’t recommend using it.
“No, I don’t intend to buy and hit either… … .”
I shook my head while answering.
Rachel’s words above made sense if you think about it.
A similar scene appeared in Lareple.
The content was to report gunfights and explosions that took place in the game as simple gas explosions, but the direction of coverage was not different anyway.
It was a move that served the national interest of the United States.
In that respect, I would also be of help to the United States, so there was a high possibility that the incident at the border would be well covered.
As I was thinking about that, I heard Jake’s voice.
– Don’t worry even if it’s not, I’ll take care of everything.
“also… Thank you for your words.”
– I don’t just talk.
“Of course I know. Anyway, thank you, but I don’t want to harm the team leader. If my team suffers because of me, I think I will be stressed.”
As I was answering Jake-like words, I heard Harry’s voice from the side.
– Then I’ll take responsibility too, senior. I’ve seen a lot of thanks to you so far, so now I’m stepping out… … .
“Okay, check the target status.”
– Oh, yes!
Harry cut it off lightly, wondering if his words would be too long.
Harry followed up with the medic of the Marine Raider Regiment to look after Giandro.
The condition looked worse than when boarding.
He is still unconscious, and his complexion is getting worse.
Still, I wasn’t too worried.
Although there was a lot of blood loss, the action was swift, and the helicopter also slowed down to prepare for landing.
If we get off now, we will go into emergency surgery on the Carl Vinson.
Du-du-du-du-cooung-
After the sound of landing on the deck echoed with the sound of rotors.
The helicopter door finally opened.
Around the time the sound of helicopter propellers that had not yet been turned off could be heard clearly, a voice that sounded like a shout broke through the noise.
“First the wounded!”
Behind the thunderous instructions, Giandro was lifted and left first.
A mobile bed prepared in advance and army surgeons were busy carrying it, and then we could get off.
At the same time, elderly soldiers with stars on their ranks approached, as if they had just come to meet them.
With the officers accompanying them behind.
One of the generals who was the first to shake hands and talk with Jake turned to look at me.
And even a name he hadn’t even given out came out of his mouth.
“Kang Tae-ri must be you. Welcome aboard the Carl Vinson.”
It was more powerful than ever.
The general held out his hand, and answered while holding it tightly.
“Yes, thank you.”
* * *
somewhere in southern China.
Norman Jones woke up in a dark room, raised his upper body, then hesitated and squinted his eyes.
It was because the body did not have full strength and even had a headache.
“Whoa… … .”
At the same time, blurry, fragmented memories surfaced.
question or answer.
However, no specific details or circumstances came to mind.
It was all about a few simple scenes.
Also, the feeling of comfort and leisure that I felt at that time, and also the feeling of ecstasy, remained vaguely.
Norman touched his temple and closed his eyes.
It was not due to dreams or illness.
Of course, there was nothing to be sure of, but Norman lightly guessed what the situation was.
administration of narcotic drugs.
It was also highly likely that injections such as midazolam (sedative/anesthetic) and LSD (lysergic acid diethylamide: hallucinogen), which are commonly used during interrogation, had salted the brain.
The place where Norman had been for the past two or three days was also a kind of interrogation room.
It was a test of joining the organization.
I haven’t heard any explanation about this either, but there are no other cases.
It was because he was assaulted and knocked unconscious immediately after contacting Giandr, was arrested at some point and started writing repeated answers, and took lie tests and psychological tests.
And I got an injection while I was sleeping, and I was just waking up.
The next moment I was about to look around the room.
rattle.
The door opened and a middle-aged white man of European descent emerged.
Someone Norman had never seen before.
But I guessed who it was.
‘It must be one of those who follow the boss.’
It was a decision that took into account the clothes he wore, the way he stood, and the way he looked at himself, and this thought was not wrong.
It was because the person who came in introduced himself briefly.
“This is Jurgen, the butler who accompanies the boss.”
Norman hesitated at the old word butler, then asked.
“Are you German? Or German?”
Perhaps in response to the typical German name, Jurgen shook his head.
“I am a Jew, but from now on I will not take any questions. The boss is waiting for you.”
“… … !”
Norman’s eyes lit up.
It was because the long-awaited meeting with Pikal came unexpectedly.
It was a somewhat difficult and complicated process, but the important thing was that I met Pikal as a result.
The true revolutionary of the 21st century, heard through Walter Grayson.
Moreover, he was said to be a proper thinker, possessing not only words, but also ability.
While I was thinking about that, Jurgen guided Norman.
I passed the not-so-short hallway, climbed the stairs, pressed the password pad in the middle, and reached the large door.
The interior reflected the modern architectural style, but it was a size that fit the description of a butler.
As soon as I noticed this, the door opened.
Sigh.
Norman, who then stepped inside, hesitated.
It was because I had heard the name Pikal, and even though I had heard the explanation in advance, the face I faced was beyond my imagination.
‘ah… … .’
I even came out with admiration.
A suit that looks like a luxury item, a solid and large body, a white hair style trimmed with pomade, a dignified masculine appearance, and even deep and fierce eyes.
Even the well-managed 60-year-old rich man in movies and dramas seemed to have to give up.
While he was hesitant to see this, Pikal’s mouth opened first.
“Nice to meet you, Pikal.”
“… Nice to meet you, Norman Johnson.”
When Norman answered, Pikal held out his hand as if for a handshake.
Norman, who had grabbed it, flinched again.
It was because it was an ideal figure that could be trusted, from the deep and heavy voice to the body temperature transmitted through the hands and moderate strength.
The many high-ranking politicians he saw in the White House were unmatched.
Pikal was different from them.
It was like a character created to incite and lead people.
Then, as if passing by, a story came to mind.
‘royalty… They said they were royalty… … ?’
He really looked like a king.
If he was wearing a crown and a cape, it wouldn’t be strange to pretend to be a king right away.
While realizing this, Pikal offered an empty seat on the sofa.
“Sit down first, I have something to tell you.”