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Chapter 2. iron man (4)

Chapter 2. iron man (4)

“………………”

At the question of Kim Il-sung, who was about to get drunk again, the party officials all shut their mouths all at once, looking at each other, specifically, Kim Jong-il.

A situation where you make a mistake and do not know what the consequences will be later.

In the end, Kim Jong-il was the first to answer Kim Il-sung’s question.

“Abadi, of course, shouldn’t our Joseon Dynasty overcome this difficult situation while defending our own Juche idea? After all, Russia or China is a foreign power. If we keep the red flag until the end with the leadership of President Abaddy, the puppets of the US imperialists and south Korea will have no choice but to surrender to us.”

“…Hmm, Kirai? Any other opinions?”

“…………”

Kim Il-sung swept around and rushed for an answer, but who would dare to vomit at Kim Jong-il’s words?

Kim Il-sung looked back at this silence for a moment with a displeased expression, and then looked around the hall again, including Kim Jong-il, and changed the subject of the question.

“It’s been a while since I’ve had all my descendants in Giraido, but shouldn’t I have listened to the opinions of the other eldest grandchildren of the Kim family? Is not it?”

“That’s right, Abba.”

Now that I see, it was clear that Kim Il-sung was not the party cadres, but his sons except for Kim Jong-il.

However, as the second-ranked man, he couldn’t feel good that people who could be his rivals expressed their opinions to Kim Il-sung beyond those seen among the party and military officers and elders.

Whether or not he knew how Kim Jong-il felt like this, Kim Il-sung was turning his gaze to his eldest grandson, Kim Jong-nam.

“Jungnam, answer yourself first.”

“……I don’t know, Uncle (Grandpa)……”

“……”

Kim Jong-nam, who was still only 14 years old, had no way of knowing about such a complex matter.

Kim Jong-il, who saw his son being humiliated in public, was embarrassed, but Kim Il-sung didn’t expect much in the first place, so he quickly turned his head to the other two.

“Girae, Jung-nam, you are still young. Then Hyuni, you. There are many things you have seen and heard in Russia, so please tell them. What do you think our Joseon will take?”

“I…..”

Kim Hyun gulped his saliva as if he had a lot to say, but immediately withdrew when he saw Kim Jong-il’s eyes staring at him.

Kim Jong-il’s expression on the face of anyone could see that he was saying, ‘If you make a rude voice to your father, I will not leave you alone later’.

“……I also think that General Kim Jong-il is right. To open up to foreign powers, even in the slightest, is to fall for the wicked scheme of the corrupt capitalist bourgeoisie, including the US imperialists. We, Joseon, must always unite and get through this difficult situation around the leader’s Juche idea.”

“Um… gi-rae, I got it. After Girum, Jeonghwan.”

Finally, when Kim Il-sung’s gaze turned to Jeong-hwan, the hall became quiet enough to hear the sound of a needle falling.

Kim Jong-il’s gaze, flashing behind the sunglasses, was also focused on Jung-hwan.

With the appearance of a side branch, which he had not taken seriously before, he seemed to be contemplating, ‘Should I step on this now or not?’

Soon, Kim Il-sung’s mouth opened again.

“Tell me once, let’s see if Kim University taught me well in commerce class (class time). What do you think our Joseon and the Party should take as the most important task?”

“……… you have to make the people hungry.”

“…what is it?”

At Jeonghwan’s unexpected answer, Kim Il-sung’s wrinkled face stopped for a moment.

Not only that, but all at once, there was the sound of a gust of wind from the hall.

“What kind of bullshit is this? It’s been decades since I promised the Korean people to let E-pop eat meat soup as my leader, but I’m still not able to keep that promise. But if you can’t feed the people to their fullest, you have to make them hungry? Please explain where and for what reason you said that.”

At the urging of Kim Il-sung, who was full of mysterious light, Jeong-hwan bowed his head deeply again and continued explaining.

“After all, most of the people are nothing more than dogs and pigs. Leader Abaddy, out of these twenty-four million Korean people, do you think there will be many who understand Comrade Marx’s socialist theory and his Juche idea?”

“………………”

“People do not understand or want to do complex theories or policies. What they always wish for is that rice (rice) to fill the rice bowl and the corresponding tobacco cigarettes are properly distributed. Even in the war of liberation in South Korea, the Korean people followed the leader and the party, isn’t it because the leader took the land of the capitalist landlords and gave it to the peasants? It is by no means that they understood and supported the great ideology of socialism.”

“……”

At Jeonghwan’s calm but pleasant answer, Kim Il-sung’s face slowly began to show a strange expression.

Party officials were still looking only at the leader and general, but even the face of Kim Jong-il, who was glaring at Jeong-hwan, showed a light that something understood.

“……And when the Korean People’s Army temporarily withdrew from Hanseong (Seoul) due to the intervention of the US imperialist aggressor army and retreated after losing Pyongyang, the capital of the revolution, they betrayed the favor of the leader and cooperated with the South Korean puppets to end the war. The number of reactionaries who made it to South Vietnam could not be counted. Of course, the leader and the general forgave all such mistakes with the same generosity as Ha Hae and accepted them as the people of our Joseon, but there are still many ungrateful people among the people who will cooperate with the U.S. imperialists and their minions and sell off their homeland Joseon whenever the opportunity arises. .”

At Jeonghwan’s words, the party officials present, especially those from the military and political officers, nodded their heads involuntarily.

The words they usually felt, thought, and even put into practice came out of Jeonghwan’s mouth.

In particular, some of the older generals, who still vividly remember the humiliating memories of the Korean War and the 1.4 Retreat, even joking around.

“Besides, even though the leader and General Kim Jong-il have fed, clothed, and led the people of this Joseon Dynasty with mysterious policies and infinite leadership, including the Chollima Movement, they still remain in various parts of this Joseon. So how can the people not be dogs and pigs? There is an old saying that a man should feed himself to his full and teach him well, but only feed dogs and pigs enough to pull the plow.”

“If you go, Jeong-hwan, are you saying that you should starve the people? So how do you run a factory and how can you make gun shells?”

“You should not go hungry, but you should always be unsatisfied. People just have a different mind if they are full and have a warm back. Let it go. Now that China and Russia are reform and opening up, no matter what happens, if the people fall for the instigation of the reactionaries and bite the hand of their masters, it is certain that the country will come to a standstill. Even with reform and opening-up, the country will soon fall into the hands of foreign powers if there is no leader like the leader and the general, who is like a tiger and is like an iron.”

“……”

Jeonghwan, who had said this far, once again bowed his head deeply to Kim Il-sung and this time to Kim Jong-il, who was standing behind him, and ended his speech.

“I have heard reports of declining production every day at companies and factories all over the country and reports of slow-moving workers and reactionaries appearing one after another. I dare to believe that this is due to the fact that Leader Abazi and General have given the people overflowing like the sun in the sky. Therefore, if you feed the people but do not know their sufficiency, you will realize once again how indispensable the leadership of the party is, and it is certain that the ideological arming of all the people through the Juche ideology will be completed once again.”

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After Jeonghwan’s Japanese speech was over, silence fell again in the banquet hall.

No one said anything.

Then, someone applauded.

Clap clap clap—!!!!

“Guilty (yeah)! Don’t be like that. Junghwan is very right about what you said! Dean Kim Dae-deung deserves praise so much that his mouth dries out! A talented person has appeared in our Kim family in a short time!”

The person who applauded and agreed with Jeonghwan’s thoughts was Kim Il-sung himself, who asked the question.

Even though he was not young, the old man clapped his hands and stomped his feet, blushed like a seven-year-old, and even clapped.

“Geety. Even the fortress party cadres said that there are a lot of people who have oiled their ships with the spirit of the capitalist bourgeoisie! To be a ignorant person, you have to know hunger to know gratitude! During my anti-Japanese partisan activities, I slept together and ate rice balls to establish this republic, but these days there are too many reactionaries who have forgotten that spirit. All of this is what the people are calling for. Comrades, won’t you?”

“That’s right, Comrade Leader!”

“It was what we always felt!”

“You are a hundred times right!”

When Kim Il-sung praised Jeong-hwan, the generals and party officials who understood the point picked up the flattery and served them as if singing a chorus.

If the Korean people who were struggling with the shortage of rations had heard this, they would have vomited blood in shock, but unfortunately this banquet hall was not a place for ordinary people to enter in the first place.

No, maybe even the officers and military officers were not flattery, but maybe the words came from their hearts.

There may have been a lot of cool people because Jeong-hwan did what he usually wanted to say to the people.

….and even if not, none of them dared to oppose the assertion that Kim Il-sung praised.

“It was a car that I was always worried about because capitalism was blowing among the young party members fortress, but seeing a man with a straight mental arm like you, Jung Hwan, breaks my heart. After all, this is Kim Il-sung’s bloodline!”

“This is Kwangyoung. Recipient Comrade.”

“Ah, what is a leader comrade who has no affection for Abadi? I’ll give you my permission, so from today onwards, call me Abazi.”

“Grace is like Hahae. In the future, I will renew my bones for the Party, the leader, and the general. Abba.”

Jeonghwan smiled secretly as he bowed his head once more.

With this, he has now become one of the undisputed successors to the leader, recognized by Kim Il-sung himself among Party officials and key figures, from the side branch of the Baekdu lineage, which has now moved away from the center of power.

‘However………’

When Jeonghwan slightly turned his head to one side, he saw Kim Jong-il clapping dryly with a poopy expression on his face.

Even through the black sunglasses, you could tell that his small black eyes were staring intently at Jeonghwan.

It was good until he made his impression on Kim Il-sung, but now he is on the so-called Kim Jong-il’s blacklist.

‘Now I have to figure out how to avoid the knife.’

“Oh, what are you doing? I don’t play on this auspicious day. Start playing, comrades in the band!”

Eventually, when the banquet, which was several times more exciting and noisy than before, resumed, Jeonghwan quietly returned to his seat and sat down.

There, Baek Seung-cheol, his gang, and Yoo Hye-rim, who had seen him with different eyes than before, were waiting there.

“How are your feelings?”

“Hey, it was a great speech. Comrade Jeonghwan. I couldn’t help but be impressed.”

Paik Seung-cheol, who watched Jeong-hwan’s status rise vertically in an instant, congratulated him with a completely different expression than right after Jeong-hwan joined.

It was not only Baek Seung-cheol that changed the way Jung-hwan looked at him, but also the group sitting at the table with him and Yoo Hye-rim.

Among them, Hyerim Yoo was reminded of her face and made fun of her as quickly as a little girl, not her usual.

It was completely different from the grim expression and attitude he had when he first met Junghwan.

“It’s a reduction, Comrade Jeonghwan! Now that the leader has accepted it, it is certain that he will be called from the center of the party to carry out an important task. Graduating from Kim University is like an award that has already been won, please tell me which department you would like to enter and carry out the revolutionary task. Are you still thinking about the General Political Bureau? Or maybe you can take on a heavy duty in the military like General Kim Jong-il…”

‘Hmm, this girl was more cute than expected, didn’t she?’

Jeonghwan, who still vividly remembers that he was looking forward to the words of men and women he had heard before returning, but was discouraged by Yoo Hye-rim’s cold attitude that rumors were only rumors, he pretended to be quiet for a while, then opened his mouth.

“There’s a place I’ve been thinking about for a long time .”