EP.186 Say you want to live – As Captain 2
said, the situation is not over yet.
“This unrest is responding appropriately to the resistance that has arisen everywhere… but the shadows are not the success of this unrest, but rather the cause of this unrest.”
I know.
After all, the purpose of the shadow is to clean the back alley. The reason why the personnel were divided and sent in all directions was to spread the fire and smoke more widely.
Although they were defeated individually because they were read ahead of time, their goal itself has already been achieved.
“The taboos of their military state must have been scattered everywhere. If, by any chance, the military authorities obtain clues about the taboo, they will not sit idly by, even if there is not much commotion. It’s late. I should have stopped it before it started…”
The bad thing about war and turmoil is that it is done by two people, but one side can cause it unilaterally.
No matter how you respond, the fact that a fight took place itself cannot be denied. In the process, if the military gets information about Hameln, they will set out to erase everything related to it.
“Shadow… succeeded. The main building didn’t stop them. If the main building had moved a little earlier…”
Feelings akin to despair and discouragement were felt in the captain. Maybe there is a little bit of resentment toward me for doing things on my own.
But you can’t blame me either. From the captain’s point of view, what he resented the most was the captain himself.
‘It took too much time. The main building couldn’t even use my life in time…’
Operation of the shadows. Let’s make a commotion, draw the military’s attention, and then spray the taboo to let the military clean up.
The captain confronted them and tried to stop them at the cost of his own life. He tried to call in the military police by stopping at a nearby government office, delivering a warning to the news headquarters, and killing himself as bait.
If a communications soldier suffered a mysterious accident, the communications headquarters unconditionally dispatched an investigation team.
It might have been a good plan. If the operation was successful, even if it could not dispel the shadows, at least the military would have kept them in check.
But my plan was a little different.
“are you okay! There’s a communications soldier for times like this!”
The captain blinked his eyes without knowing why. I said to her with an infinitely bright smile.
Pretending to be pure and innocent.
“The captain told me to keep it a secret, so I kept quiet, but in fact, the captain is a communications soldier! I can directly convey my opinion to the high-ranking person in the military!”
“…the negative main building.”
When the answer came in the negative, he asked again with his eyes wide open like a child whose present had been stolen.
“yes? Can’t you even contact the upper echelons? Are you a communicator? He’s that communicator who communicates in all directions with a golem?”
Words disguised as infinite naivety, as if not knowing what was going on behind the scenes. The captain was embarrassed but told the truth clearly.
“If I were to state a simple fact, it would be positive. The main building can contact the upper level. one.”
“That’s it!”
I smiled broadly.
They say you can’t spit on a smiling face. The captain was speechless at my innocent smile.
“Captain Abbey, who has been with me in the back alley for a few days, will not know what happened, who the opponent is, what they are aiming for, and who the true shadow of the taboo knows! If Captain Abbey puts in a little more effort, there won’t be any wrong hitting thanks to ‘misunderstanding’ that doesn’t need the military!”
At my words full of anticipation, the captain was taken aback and restless.
That’s natural. This is because the captain whose identity was discovered by me cannot return as a signal soldier. She had no intention of returning to headquarters alive, and could not.
“Wait. that.”
But it’s confidential. I insisted on pretending not to know it.
“yes? Doesn’t that mean you can’t? The lives of the people in the back alley depend on this?”
He asked again with an expression that he did not understand at all.
“300,000 back alleys, 300,000 lives depend on it. There are only 300,000 people involved in this incident today, big and small! If the family collapses, most of the prisoners will shrink, and if the market is robbed, the back alley economy will be paralyzed. Not to mention shelters. Someone’s family, friend, or lover could disappear overnight. Unless the captain helps!”
For an instant, a shadow fell on the captain’s face. What happened to the captain’s mind was a dreary door that was firmly closed in an alley.
There are not only comedies in the world. For the captain who loved people’s lives, it was hard to ignore the lonely death flowing out of the closed door.
No matter how much I knocked and shouted, the door would not open.
Even in this rough and tough back alley, two friends who were out of sight and a captain who happened to witness a cold death barely remembered.
After leaving the windowless room, the captain learned joy and sorrow. I hoped for joy and avoided sorrow.
So he tried to step out for the people in the back alley.
“The military could easily abandon them. But Captain Abbey. The captain I’ve been with isn’t such a heartless person, is it? He enjoyed Anna’s food, liked the citizens who talked about it together, and enjoyed the labor and the payoff. Aren’t you a kind person who affirms a difficult but rewarding life itself?”
Because he is kind, he has no choice but to suffer.
Excessive empathy that was suppressed under the shackles of principles and principles.
The virtues of saints and saints who sacrifice themselves and give to others.
The reason why the military had no choice but to lock the signal soldier in a windowless room was revealed by Captain Now.
“Even if the army abandons them, the captain will not abandon them, right? Anna, Smendo, or manager Kleen, or paparazzi Nerudo. Or veterans in shelters and the orphans they care for. Will you do your best for everyone?”
“…this coffin.”
“yes? Won’t you help me?”
If you work hard, maybe you can save it. Because communication soldiers have the power to control information. Signal soldiers are not of high status, but they can certainly move the military.
Just one problem, if any.
“… by doing it. It’s not possible.”
Correspondents must be objective.
If subjectivity is mixed with information, if intention permeates it. The poison will linger throughout the country and eat away at the country. It flows through the nerves and causes dysfunction in the body made of iron blood.
A communications soldier is also a taboo in the military. One of the biggest secrets the military tried to hide.
“The main building shouldn’t be like that.”
So even with such a character, the communications soldier had to confine himself in loneliness. The empathy ability had to be expressed only in a limited place through unique magic.
“why? Why the hell not?”
“…it’s confidential.”
‘This is because the main building is a communications soldier whose identity must never be revealed. Because he had to die to reveal his identity and survive. Because that’s the principle.’
Alright, it’s about time.
It’s time to break the principles created by the military.
“Captain Abbey. Do I look stupid?”
‘Some… positive.’
this is a bit I don’t want to attack the messenger for the message, but I don’t want to hear from you.
“Captain Abbey bit the self-determination dogma when we first met in the metal box, right?”
“…”
“After that, he told me to get the death compensation because I was going to get married, and he just walked the streets alone without any help. Even abnormal behavior is inevitable when all of them come together. Do I look stupid? Or are you knowingly pampering yourself?”
There is no answer. Because both were partially positive. They expected me to be a fool, a petty criminal… or so.
If I were smart and smart enough to steal classified information with a signalman, I would have threatened the military the moment I was discovered.
“Let’s say you’re the world’s most brilliant suicide attempter. But is your self-destruction more important than the lives of people in the back alley? If one of you dies and you become happy, can you just ignore the unhappiness of so many?”
“Why is the main building so happy!”
The captain, furious with my baseless slander, answered.
“I don’t want to die either! Who in the world wants to die! If only the main building could survive…!”
“Then you can live, right? If you live as a communications soldier and help a little for the people in the back alleys here.”
“but! It is a principle that must be followed no matter what, so the main building is to be followed!”
“If you do, what about the rest? The market, the family, and the shelter. Even the people associated with those various organizations. Are you going to just throw it away? Are they also members of the military?”
The captain now realized the nature of the dilemma he faced.
To keep the principle, you must die yourself. While dying, he tried to uncover the conspiracy surrounding this back alley. spend your own life
But now the situation.
“If you don’t break the rules, everyone you used to know will be in trouble.”
for yourself.
for others.
for the ideal.
The signalman complied with the ideal. For the sake of principle, he easily gave up his own life. In the meantime, I even decided to write for others.
That heart was confirmed.
“Communicator. you can live no i have to live Otherwise, everyone you meet today will be in danger.”
Alright so it’s done now then
Can a captain who can give up himself for principles can give up principles for others?
“How is it, Captain Abbey? can you do it Can I leave all these people and go alone?”
I asked and the Captain did not answer. no i couldn’t answer
The most useful tool the military has created is the answer to be given in such a situation. However, the tool was imperfect in its birth, and it kept making errors.
The emotion that came out at the end was that of anxiety.
“…isn’t there a guarantee?”
“What guarantees?”
Okay, now the mask is coming off a little bit.
Isn’t there a guarantee that the military won’t get caught?
Couldn’t there be a more terrible death that reaches the end of torture and interrogation than a clean death?
As the car was about to prepare a rebuttal, the captain lowered his head and spoke anxiously.
“There is no guarantee that I would be better off not following my duties…whether my actions would be worth breaking the rules for… there is no such guarantee.”
Tears flowed from the captain’s eyes. On the other hand, his expression was more insipid than any I’ve ever seen. It was like watching a golem shed tears.
It was the moment when the machine with the most outstanding performance created by the military regained the human mind.
“I learned it as a signal soldier’s iron rule and practiced it. The signal soldier has that kind of duty, and that kind of responsibility is demanded of the signal soldier. What if the consequences of breaking the rules are even more horrific…? What should I do?”
Anxiety about whether you are doing the right thing rather than what you will be. She was afraid that she might ruin everything because of her own greed.
It was similar to the heart of a believer who longs for faith and seeks God.
Perhaps, for the communications soldier, the small box was a temple, and the military might have been faith.
Then, am I the devil who wants to free the communications soldier?
With a fresh smile, I declared to the captain.
