A War Hero With No Regrets

34 – Postwar Summit (4)

Over the past few days, Colonel Drake Brown has been in a bad mood.

After the honorable battle at the Grave Yard, he was promoted to commander of the 808th Guards Corps, which guards major buildings in the capital Hohenvaren, including the President’s Residence.

808 Security Group.

In fact, it was a unit that was no different from the Fuhrer’s personal guard.

Although Drake holds the command of the unit, the decision-making authority lies solely with Fuhrer Mikhail. This is a unit directly under the Fuhrer.

Of course, Drake, who was a field soldier by nature, did not like this type of unit.

But what if the President himself pointed it out?

Once that happened, there were only two options.

Discharge or accept.

In the end, Drake accepted the offer, judging that the situation was the same everywhere, as the Titans disappeared at the same time.

However, recently, stories of ‘disturbing forces’ coming from local areas have created an ugly atmosphere.

Naturally, Drake, the head of the organization, couldn’t help but be nervous.

It is the backbone of the empire and the final shield that protects the Fuhrer, Michael Bismarck.

If there is a force seeking to overthrow the empire, they will target here first.

As there were direct orders from the President to strengthen security in the first place, Drake Brown declared a ‘special protection period’ for the troops of the Guard Corps.

In the meantime, there has been a strange radio that has been coming in targeting the security group for some time now.

“Captain… It came the same way today. It appears that the same content is being sent at the same time every time.”

“Have you heard from the Intelligence Command?”

“No.”

“I’ve been listening to this broadcast for two weeks now, so how can you be so carefree? “Aren’t those bastards traitors?!”

“Captain! Calm down! Isn’t that already in a mess right now? “We are in a hurry to deal with the information network intrusion and the leak of Akasha-related information.”

“… Damn it. The guys called the intelligence unit are stealing information. This is why the President installed a strange organization in the military called the Security Strategy Bureau.”

The war is over.

But why is the military still like this?

Drake Brown truly regretted not submitting his discharge application that day.

It’s something he’s been doing since his days at the Graveyard.

Even though the name of the empire was at stake, the guys stuck in the rear didn’t listen.

The only thing I liked about Luther Ethan was the way he swept away the scoundrels hanging out in the rear, so I’ve said it all.

Of course, now that Argen Orca has uncovered the full story of all the corruption, Lutus Ethan was just one of them.

The reason I was so embarrassed was because I was in the same category as them.

Or maybe I found a weakness.

Whatever it was, it was dishonest.

I should have looked into it from the moment you tried to get involved with a bunch of heinous criminals.

While at the Graveyard, this was where Luthus clashed the most with people including Arhen and Drake.

For them, who were proud soldiers, it was a complete humiliation to receive help from beggars who were the cornerstone of a monument and all.

Drake felt like his stomach was boiling just thinking about what happened back then.

“So what is the radio in question?”

“Here is the recording.”

Too- Too-too- Too-.

A mechanical electronic sound subtly mixed with the sound of radio waves gurgling.

It was a sound that made me feel bad if I listened to it quietly.

ㅡㅡ· ㅡㅡ· · ㅡ·ㅡ ···· ·ㅡㅡ· ··ㅡ ㅡㅡ ·

ㅡㅡ··ㅡㅡ ·ㅡ·· ㅡ·· ···ㅡ ㅡ··

···ㅡ ㅡ··· ㅡ ㅡ·ㅡ ㅡ ㅡ···ㅡㅡ· ···· ㅡ

“Is it possible to decipher it?”

“The Intelligence Command is also having a hard time. Will I be able to do it?”

After the rise of Titan, mankind’s communication information system developed dramatically.

If you were to choose the two biggest reasons for winning the war against the Titans, any soldier would answer that it was the military satellite and the quantum computer Akasha.

Military satellites placed in the sky in advance served as the eyes and ears of mankind until the end of their lives.

Of course, due to the Titan’s persistent obstruction strategy, additional satellites could not be launched.

There was no major problem using existing satellites.

However, there was also a reaction to it.

As the battle had to be fought with limited resources, the existing communication system was completely obsolete.

In the meantime, how many people remember the communication language that has declined?

“First, leave this file and search for related documents. Old communication records as well. “If you look for it, you might be able to find the answer.”

“I understand. “I will leave that to the Information and Communication Departments.”

But Drake’s anxiety was growing day by day.

In addition to the strange radio that he had become accustomed to, his strange letters were also placed in his mailbox at home.

[President, don’t believe it. Ah, Le Han, don’t say that.]

After checking the contents of his letter after work, Drake went straight back to his unit and tried to find the culprit by searching all the CCTV in the capital, but failed.

What is this?

Are you trying to fight?

Furthermore, why is the name of Brigadier General Argen Orca, who is working fine, being mentioned?

The intention of sending such a letter to no one else but to the head of a unit that was no different from the Fuhrer’s personal guard was obvious.

I am warning you.

A clear threat to behave well because I know your family and origins.

In particular, the personal information of unit members is protected as a level 2 military secret.

It was clear that the fact that he had singled out himself as the leader of 808 meant that his liver must have swelled and burst.

I felt angry rather than anxious.

Anyway, he was confident that he would completely destroy whoever the opponent was.

However, when we think about it from a national perspective, it was not good for these incidents to occur one after another.

This is especially true as the summit approaches.

In the end, Drake Brown submitted a related report to the President and requested that the summit be postponed or reconsidered.

“I’m fine, leader. “Isn’t there a leader next to me?”

But Mikhail Bismarck just praised his efforts as if nothing had happened.

Drake really liked this side of the Fuhrer.

However, I also felt a sense of déjà vu, as if I had heard similar words from someone and had a similar reaction.

Drake Brown paused for a moment and then passed it off without notice.

“… “We will do our best to ensure the safety of the President during his visit to the Republic.”

Yes.

It definitely should have been that way.

So, we dispatched the most skilled special battalion commander and security battalion commander to the site.

“What were we eating that caused us both to get enteritis?!”

“I’m sorry, Captain…. I was thinking of just having a quick drink at my favorite bar….”

“Special assignment commander, I told you not to order snacks….”

“No, when a woman like that comes to join us, how can she just drink alcohol?”

Things went wrong.

Two idiots who were obsessed with women fell ill with enteritis three days before they were to be dispatched.

Among the snacks we ordered, there was seafood, and it seemed like that was the source of the problem.

In the end, the leader of the local security force, Drake Brown, had no choice but to take over the responsibility.

A strange radio signal, a suspicious letter, and a gap in dispatched personnel that happened at the right time.

Everything was suspicious.

The intuition of Drake Brown, who survived as an assault battalion leader in the Graveyard, spoke with confidence.

Clearly, something will happen soon.

I don’t know what will happen at the banquet right now.

Isn’t this the time when His Excellency the President is most defenseless?

While Drake was looking around, pretending not to care on the outside, he caught a somehow familiar face.

“… ?”

At first, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Didn’t former Commander Lutus Ethan completely fall into the abyss of Argen, who was newly appointed as the head of the inspection office?

But looking again, it was Luthus Ethan.

Drake Brown checked the list with a bewildered expression.

The document with Luther Ethan’s photo clearly listed him as Lieutenant Colonel Werner Grime, Director of the Security Strategy Bureau.

Drake Brown was able to figure out the whole story without difficulty.

Did Luther Ethan not be discharged from the military, but instead remain in the military under false pretenses?

It is not uncommon.

Right now, all personal information was treated as confidential, even if it was just me.

In addition, isn’t the Security Strategy Bureau a direct organization that is connected to the President in every way?

In a way, it was natural to use the disguised identity of Werner Grime rather than Luther Ethan.

Drake Brown roughly stuffed his papers into his pocket and walked up to the man wearing a black uniform.

“… “Why are you here?”

“It’s been a while, Colonel Drake.”

If I were to be honest, it wasn’t a good relationship.

Because I clashed with my former boss, Luthers Ethan.

This is Drake, who got into arguments as often as Argentina.

Under your name.

Because even Drake, who strictly observed the most basic spirit of a soldier more than anyone else, would often give orders that he could not understand.

Even when they were actually surrounded by a huge number of titans and under heavy attack, the man called the commander was preoccupied with something other than themselves.

No matter how thick the defense line is, if it falls, it is the end.

When I was pushed with the mentality that we should overcome it with spirit and that nothing is impossible, I almost lost my fist.

But even so, I have strangely happy and sad feelings….

Even if they look like that, it may be because they share the value of being comrades who fought against the Titans together.

Thinking like that, Drake seemed to calm down somehow.

“I heard it from Argen. “He was deprived of his pension, if not dishonorably discharged.”

“Is that so? “I don’t know.”

“It seems like he really wants you to regret it. “I wonder what kind of expression they would make if they saw them walking around like this.”

“….”

The moment when Werner was silent.

“Excuse me, Colonel, we are talking about something important.”

A lieutenant who was assisting him suddenly intervened.

“Hmm?”

Drake Brown was not a stuffy old man who changed his attitude depending on his class.

He was a commander who respected the soldiers in both the Graveyard and the 808th Guards Corps, and preferred to spend time with them.

Of course, his attitude towards the officers under him was not to be mentioned.

But now, this situation was quite uncomfortable for him as well.

“What are you?”

“This is Edward Roman, head of the Weapons Division of the Security Strategy Bureau.”

“You should know that I’m not just asking about your affiliation.”

Drake growled.

The spirit he exuded was truly that of a beast.

He is not the commander of the unit in charge of guarding the Fuhrer’s immediate vicinity for nothing.

But Edward did not back down either.

On the contrary, he even slightly lifted the corner of his mouth and sneered.

This bastard.

You can’t let go of the banquet hall, so that was the moment when Drake grabbed Edward’s shoulder tightly and tried to subdue him.

“Please stop. “The President is watching.”

Werner Grime quickly blocked the gap between the two.

“Then excuse me. “Colonel.”

I guess.

It felt like a bad relationship was still a bad relationship.