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It was a foregone conclusion that the enemy would mobilize special forces to raid and seize the former president, so we prepared as thoroughly as possible. Therefore, all trials were conducted summarily, and even the execution was carried out swiftly.
Only, I never dreamed such variables would arise.
Compared to the elite division that should have been deployed in advance, which was barely rotated to prepare, the result was the worst. The colonel is dead, and the former president has been taken.
However, this was also within the plan. The original plan was to shine even in the worst situation. Still, I can’t believe the colonel is dead! What should I do? The operation won’t be disrupted, but the colonel was the linchpin of this warlord faction. To avoid being dismantled immediately after the coup, power had to be concentrated on one person as much as possible.
‘But now is not the time to dwell on it.’
That’s right. If we can’t overcome this crisis now, even this concern is just a loser’s fantasy. We have to win. No matter what.
He gave the order again in as calm a voice as possible. That was the path to victory.
“Repeat, deliver to all troops. As of this moment… Ugh!”
If the colonel, who was thought to be dead, hadn’t grabbed his shoulder tightly, dripping blood from his head. His complexion was terrible, and he staggered weakly, like a zombie from a movie, but his one remaining eye was bursting with life. He was definitely alive.
“Give it to me.”
He couldn’t even come to his senses in the impossible situation, but the colonel skillfully took the radio from his weakened grip.
“C, Colonel?”
“Eyes like gun barrels?”
The colonel’s figure was faintly reflected in the shards of glass that fell on the floor as the SAS [Special Air Service, a British special forces unit] entered.
“Huh, really. It really happened. I missed it nicely.”
The colonel in the glass shards was smiling faintly. Luck is on my side. An unbelievable amount of luck. How could people who accurately shoot a needle hole 200m away be so sloppy? Perhaps, I guess, they were in a hurry to carry out the operation even though the escape route wasn’t properly established.
Or maybe the explosion at the Third Armory sent a shockwave to their minds rather than their bodies. As important as the body in precise sniping was an unwavering mind.
“Too bad. You were going to be the president now.”
“C, Colonel! I…”
Who cares about the president? All that filled him was the relief of being alive. He was freed from the anxiety that he would ruin the country even after winning the war. He was confident in war, but not very talented in politics. The reason he was able to climb to this position was only because he entrusted himself to the innate charisma and excellent leadership of his senior, Abbas.
“What are you doing! G, Get a bandage! Bring a bandage! Or bring something like cloth!”
The colonel, who was shot in the head by the SAS, became one-eyed. The lead bullet that hit the colonel’s head, slightly off in the 7 o’clock direction around the left temple, saved the colonel. Although the lead bullet that landed on the colonel’s head didn’t rummage through the most important brain in the head, it completely penetrated the second most important eye from the inside left.
Pain tore at the colonel’s heart, but he suppressed and trampled it with superhuman patience. How many people have died for this revolution so far? I couldn’t ruin this great event because of one eye.
“What a fuss. Did you deliver the order properly?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
It was not a long answer, but it was enough to grasp how things were going while he was briefly shot and collapsed. The colonel, who said that, began to do what he had to do.
“This is Colonel Al Abbas. The 12th and 37th Divisions will be in charge of tracking and blocking as per the existing operation. No further changes. Do not be unnecessarily rash. That’s all.”
Saying that, he took out the magazine of the pistol that had fallen on the floor and estimated the number, then reloaded the magazine into the pistol and loaded it. This was not his pistol. It must have been a pistol dropped by someone from the SAS during the attack.
‘No matter what, I had no intention of losing the former president.’
Now the preliminary skirmish is over.
“Let’s move to the command post.”
***
I was puzzled to hear that it had been dragging on for more than a week.
“Damn it, I thought the war itself would end quickly.”
Bush slowly read the report and groaned. It was expected that a rebellion or something would happen. It was just unexpected that the entire military had turned around, and it was completely unexpected that it had been dragging on for so long.
“And the SAS went missing while taking the hostage.”
Frankly, Bush was about to go crazy. Everything was a mess. Frankly, the US military would have been similar, but he would not have conducted such a war itself.
Trampling on the existing regime, establishing a regime that suits your taste, and stationing peacekeeping forces as they are was truly a stupid thing to do. I wish I had established a regime that suited the citizens’ tastes, like Afghanistan, and then withdrawn.
It was really crazy to pour a lot of money into making it a forward base of democracy and turn the airspace of western Iraq into a kind of sky fortress. Still, I believed that they would do well on their own, but a war?
“I hope it ends soon. Because the warning I gave last time might really come true.”
The warning I gave last time refers to the ‘rebellion of ethnic minorities’. If this overlaps, there was really no answer. Then, the Middle East would become a mess, and its impact would encompass the entire globe in all directions. I was horrified to think that this might lead to China being dismembered.
Honestly, I didn’t care much whether China became ten or a hundred, but the timing was not good. I was trying to reduce the gunpowder in the East Asian powder keg. In fact, it wasn’t even a powder keg. That’s just a nuclear missile storage. It’s not a metaphor, China really has a lot of nuclear missiles.
Imagine that losing control and falling into the hands of China’s countless warlords. What a terrible thing? If you think that there will be countless second North Koreas that existed in 2019, I felt like I was waking up in the middle of the night.
What if one of them doesn’t fall into the hands of crazy people? Nuclear weapons are surprisingly not that big. The nucleus itself can fit in a small container. Intercontinental ballistic missiles are terribly large.
I don’t know where it will flow, but if it falls into the hands of a capable person, it could be an excellent means of terrorism. Or it could fall into the hands of a country that can make ballistic missiles but does not have nuclear weapons.
Anyway, it was clear that either way was not a good thing.
‘Looking at the report, it seems that even the troops that were cracking down on terrorists have all been turned to the front lines…’
The Russian army, which had been active at a moderate level to gain combat experience in the Middle East, had long since withdrawn before the war broke out. There was no evidence, but I cautiously speculated that they had joined hands with each other. It could be something like a non-aggression treaty, or it could be a coincidence.
‘The most important thing is the former president. We have to secure it somehow to end the war. Even if the military has turned its back, not all citizens are on the side of the military.’
Honestly, the result of rescuing the president safely would be another civil war through the uprising of West Iraqis who do not support the military, but ironically, the war would end quickly by creating one more war. Just because he was rescued as president. Legitimacy and symbolism are that important in war.
Even if he died, if I found out that he died, there were places to use it here and there. That’s what politics is. Anyway, whether he lives or dies, he will be recorded in history books as a young president who relied too much on the West and caused a civil war.
“It’s frustrating. Even though the best in the world, Britain, and the United States, which have repeatedly revised the number, are searching, the reports that come out are so vague. I wonder. No one is helping from behind.”
Bush muttered in frustration and tapped the desk with a pen.
Even now, I wondered if I should have pushed through with NATO [North Atlantic Treaty Organization] as an excuse and put in at least the air force. I realized that I had to use it somehow and revised it several times, but the Eurofighter was not performing properly in that crazy air defense network. At least the French Air Force fought well in some areas, but that was it.
As I said before, even if the proud US Air Force had gone, it would have been similar. The only difference was that it would have fought a little better than the European integrated forces.
No matter what anyone said, the US Air Force had the most powerful fighter in modern times, the F-22. However, even if it is the strongest, the F-22 is not a variable fighter with infinite magazines and energy shields that would appear in a shooting game, so how can it be safe in that air defense network? The F-22 is just a fast and stealthy fighter after all.
‘I can’t help it. I have no choice but to unravel it one by one like untying a knot. For the peace of East Asia. Furthermore, for the peace of the whole world.’
I can’t cut the knot like Alexander. What was the reason for untying the knot in the first place? Wasn’t it to use it again? It had to be intact when the knot was untied.
‘Then, it’s enough to make it impossible to talk about modern China without talking about the United States.’
It already was, but not just one page. It would make it so forever.
“I’ll have to increase military power in East Asia.”
If China splits, it is enough to make it impossible to rule China without joining hands with the United States. Of course, China will never surrender, but that was enough. The purpose was not to dominate China, but to deter nuclear war or prevent the leakage of nuclear weapons.
Some may think this is impossible, but Bush believed it was possible. And increasing military power was the first step in projecting Chinese influence.
‘Originally, I didn’t intend to go this far, but the situation is more chaotic and urgent than I had anticipated.’
It is said that it is more difficult to protect what you have than to obtain it, but trying to protect someone else’s thing, not your own, was more difficult than I imagined. To be exact, it was close to helping somehow because a fire broke out in the neighbor’s house, and it seemed like the fire would spread to my house, but helping others did not change.
The chief of staff, who heard those words, just uttered one word quietly.
“Congress will hate it.”