Success Story of a Master Level Mercenary Chaebol - Success Story of a Master Level Mercenary Chaebol 451

451: Shake it off (1)

“The local Red Mafia, the military, and the local government are one thing. And two Jathlon teams were put in once, and four more teams were put in.”

“like! If it’s that big, I’d say it’s a coup d’etat. Two days!”

Inspired Jeff, who was contacted by Cheol-woo, said as if it was interesting. From the moment I got off at the airport, I thought that the air was a bit suspicious, but it was on the verge of chaos.

“There’s a guy here called a Korean consular officer, but it smells.”

“Do it yourself. I will be responsible for the next day.”

“I see! come slowly Two days!”

After finishing the call, the group looked at Jeff with curiosity. When I came here, I couldn’t tell who was the enemy and who was the ally.

So, the party followed only behind the head Jeff, who could ask for information. However, he said that his inspiration was cold, so he rarely went outside, so he was wasting time in the corner of the room.

“When did he come?”

“I don’t know!”

“Yes? No, does it make sense that you don’t even know one thing about it?”

“What else do you mean?”

“Ah-oh! This guy’s inspiration. It’s really out of style for me!”

empty!

Wolf beat his chest with his hand, feeling frustrated. He flew all the way to Khabarovsk and was confined to the corner of the room.

Actually, I was planning to show off to Cheol-woo by doing something right now. He wore a suit on top of his skills, so he was confident that he would win against anyone.

‘Once the hostage is alive, you can do anything.’

He also felt a bit of responsibility because he was receiving even a small salary. So he wanted to save Min-seok even more quickly.

But here, there was no language at all, and there was nothing cool about it. Only two consulate officers dispatched from the Korean Consulate General and one local intelligence agent acted as their hands and feet.

Anyway, I’d do anything if I could see a person in front of me. There was no one crawling out of the corner of the room because it was cold in this neighborhood.

“Hey man, if you’re bored like that, get that guy!”

“Yes, what do you want me to catch?”

“Hey that skinny bastard over there!”

Inspired Jeff pointed a finger at a person. The person nominated was a consular officer with the best ability to ask for information the fastest in this room.

There was a moment of silence among the people who were stunned by the sudden action of Inspired Jeff. The consular officer, who was rolling his eyes in the meantime, hurriedly kicked the door and tried to run away.

puck! Kudang! dump!

The first to react was still Mighty. He hurled his massive body and slammed his shoulder on the back of the fleeing consulate.

Just by looking at it, the guy who bumped into a weight that was at least twice the difference slammed into the door and fell straight out. Mighty picked up the fallen person like a towel that had fallen on the floor and threw it on the sofa.

“Hey! make up your mind Damn, what if I knock you out in one shot!”

“You have to wake up. Stay out of the way.”

Wolf grabbed the consular officer who had lost consciousness and smashed them. But he didn’t open his eyes.

Mighty, who was offended by Wolf’s bruise, went out on his own. And when he tried to grab his neck, his eyes opened dramatically.

“Oh! look at this child That guy is scary and I’m not scared. Mighty, get some water in the bathtub. This bastard is going to clean up his soul today.”

“hate! you do it.”

“Ah-oh! You have to get your hands and feet right to eat this. done! I will do it.”

Wolf grabbed him by the neck and lifted him lightly. As it is, he went to the bathroom, immersed his head in the empty bathtub, and then thought of dipping his nose in the cool cold water.

“What makes it so difficult? I’ll take care of it, so just watch. Two days!”

“Are you the inspiration? Hopefully that drug again…”

Jeff nodded his head, and Wolf silently put him down on the couch. He was the first to taste the medicine of inspiration, so he knew better than anyone how effective it was.

swipe! Whoops!

A small iron syringe, unknown when he took it out, was held in Jeff’s hands. Then, suddenly, the drug in the syringe ran down her forearm.

“Shh! It’s just a confession. There are some side effects such as erectile dysfunction, but don’t worry, it’s not life-threatening. Two days!”

“Bar, erectile dysfunction?!”

Those words were more terrifying than the words that he had been injected with drugs. The consular officer, who was only in his 30s, was not told to take medicine.

“Once is fine. But if you get hit three or more times, the chance of side effects increases by up to 70%.”

“I, I really don’t know anything…. Whoa!”

The man who was talking twisted his body. As if responding to it, the veins on the back of his hand and neck swelled and twitched.

“Continued pain erodes patience. And the greater the pain, the faster it gnaws.”

“Come on, wrong…. Ha, just one chance…”

The man with a visibly swollen face admitted his mistake and begged for forgiveness. But what the party wanted to hear was not such an excuse.

“Who is it?”

“Oh, I got some money from the Obsark. That’s really the answer!”

After hearing the confession, Jeff looked at the other consular officer he was with. The consular officer, who was engrossed in the sudden incident, waving his hand in denial.

“I, I have never been involved. It’s the first time I’ve seen him with that person because the place of work is different…”

“Who says that? If you were a nerd, you wouldn’t be so incompetent. Two days!”

There was only one person who asked for useful information. The rest of the chaff were of little help.

“Then why…?”

“Obsak! Don’t you know what he’s doing? Still, if you’ve been around here for a few years.”

“ah! Oh… Obsak was the mafia of the Far East, centered in Khabarovsk.”

“Was it…?”

“Yes! At one time, they were robbing about 300 companies, but when the boss was arrested by the police, the organization collapsed.”

“More than that, I’m fine…”

Whoa! Clap cack!

Inspired Jeff took the confession and grabbed the neck of the mocking man. The man who had an abnormal reaction to his senses was engulfed in fear with a face that looked like he was about to die.

“ruler! What happened to those obsarks?”

“Boo, it’s resurrected. We built quite a few forces around Khabarovsk. my, please… Can… breathe…. Whoops!”

“Where are they based?”

“Mom, I don’t know. Just meet up at a club downtown and get your money…”

“I was also given medication.”

“The reaction to the small amount of confession I injected means I’ve been on drugs for quite some time. is not it?”

It was obvious that the mafia was a way to convince people. Threats with money, drugs and violence.

If I got caught here, I couldn’t get out of it. But that didn’t mean he was forgiven for what he had done.

“Then where would you like to go?”

“Where are you talking about?”

“Did you not hear me? They say there’s a mafia in the downtown club. Two days!”

“Aren’t you going to Bootskoye?”

“This is the starting point of the problem! That’s the end point. Still haven’t figured it out? Even so, I’ve been living well. Ttttttttt!”

Jeff looked at Wolf with pitiful eyes. He was a wolf who groaned, but he didn’t have anything to say against it.

“There is a high possibility that the SVR (foreign intelligence agency) betrayed Kutin, right?”

[yes! As the KGB was divided into SVR, which is in charge of foreign affairs, and FSB, which is in charge of domestic security, the command system was severely damaged. In addition, SVR executives, who had a taste of money during the chaos, tried to privatize Russian state-owned enterprises by forming factions and grouping them for profit.]

Cheol-woo was on the way to Khabarovsk on a military plane chasing Kutin. As the Russian army was faithful to the basics, there were no comfortable seats in the military plane.

While leaning comfortably on his back to the large cargo loaded in the cargo hold of a military aircraft, Cheol-woo organized the huge amount of data he had collected. He did not harbor the vain idea that everything was resolved just because the negotiations with Kutin went well.

As if the mercenary mission wasn’t over until the promised amount came into his hand.

Those in power never speak out. It simply induces the other party to misunderstand with the nuance.

Korean chaebols who didn’t know that were traveling around the world and doing things.

“Coutin wouldn’t have known that.”

[When Kutin came to power, his power had already grown to the point that it was difficult to wipe it out at once. So Koutin secretly empowered their opponents, the FSB, and the executives who felt threatened by such behavior found a new sponsor.]

“That’s because it’s Japanese money.”

[Behind it, Jewish capital is backing it.]

“flaw! There is no place for them not to intervene.”

[Because there are so many privileges that can be omitted.]

After all, Kutin was one of those who played in the hands of Jewish capital. Since he is such an old group, the potential of the invisible part was enormous.

Therefore, even if Steve and McKay were planted in Jewish capital, they could not be vigilant. They predicted that it would take at least five years to take root properly.

“What about the Red Mafia?”

[Japanese funds came in to resurrect the obscure organization that barely maintained its existence.]

“Is that also the aftermath of Kutin’s policies?”

[yes! Japanese funds approached and financed an organization that was on the verge of closing due to the Slavic mafia group called ‘Bratva’ supported by Kutin, and took over the area by recruiting powerful people who were pushed out of the power struggle.]

“flaw! Kutin, who is troubled by problems in Europe, America and Central Asia, would have had no choice but to leave it alone for the time being.”

[It seems that the plan was to make the region adjacent to the Sea of ​​Okhotsk a semi-independent state in the form of an autonomous region to take advantage of that gap.]

“In the same way as the old Manchukuo. After all, these bastards have no progress!”

So Kutin did less than hand over Sakhalin Island. Since we can’t afford to solve it right away, it must have been the intention to hand it over to Korea or Cheol-woo, and then recover it after recovering power.

Of course, he wasn’t Cheolwoo who would lose his mouth once. It was because his life philosophy was to swallow it first, even if it broke his mouth.

“But the problem is that I didn’t even know that there was a nuclear missile base in Batsukoye.”

[I belatedly discovered that there was one of the thousands of secret bases that ceased operations when the Soviet Union collapsed.]

“That yangban must have been on a shit line. Huh!”

There were secret bases that were difficult to count, all over the vast territory of Russia. They hid it from the eyes of America and Europe, but even forgot about it.

Originally, Batskoye had planned to convert a former nuclear missile base at the time of the dissolution of the Soviet Union into a decommissioned nuclear warhead storage depot. However, it was later learned that it was changed only on paper and that it still remained as a nuclear missile base.

A similar thing happened in Kazakhstan, which became independent from the Commonwealth. Surprised by the nuclear missiles other than the documents kept in Kazakhstan, the United States paid the cost of dismantling and huge compensation to prevent the leakage of nuclear missiles.

“The Russian military, knowing that there was such a thing too late, dispatched the SSO team, and Kutin, who did not trust the military, sent the Jathlon team as a check.”

[Some military generals, angry at the Jaslon team, turned their backs on Kutin, annihilated Jaslon, and even brought supersonic nuclear missiles.]

“Kyah! It’s a complete bullshit. So those generals…?”

[While joining Batsukoye, he was all killed by Kutin’s assassination squad.]

“Then the only ones left in Batsukoye are the Nakdong River duck eggs. Because of the Red Mafia, Minseok, 707, and even the UDT team got entangled.”

[Kutin will try to suppress it quickly, even if he sends all Jathlon in.]

“How many Jathlons?”

[It is estimated that there are about 300 people.]

“Ouch! It’s pretty good.”

As much as possible, it was best to get the personnel inside before Jathlon was put in. The problem was that even if they took them out, they couldn’t bring them back to Khabarovsk or Vladivostok, the sphere of influence of the Red Mafia.

“Before we go to Batsukoye, I need to shake them up. I can’t fully trust Kutin in the current situation.”

[Are you planning to bring in outside forces?]

“It would be quick and easy. Let’s go to Vladivostok first. Just to get some weapons… Huh!”

After Chul-Woo contacted Jeff, he redirected the plane’s destination to Vladivostok. The information was immediately passed on to Kutin.