History's Strongest Manager

[211] War is short (9)

In the orphanage, Kang Jun forgets important things as he learns to be angry with the monster.

“Oh, now, wait... Wait..."

“Yes, let's think about it... Let me tell you a little bit of an interesting story. ”

Kang Jun slowly opened his mouth.

“If you are seven years old, the Great Movement is 13 and the Year is 2012. ”

Ryuzua was afraid that anything would come out of Kangjun's mouth while she was left blank. However, those who stand in front of Pandora's Box will eventually be more curious than fear.

Ryu Shua was also an unbearable curiosity between the balance of childhood, fear and curiosity.

“In 2012, North Korea was known as the 'United States Decisions Culture Movement'. It was a United States civil rights movement, driven out by North Koreans. Eventually, it turned out that it was above the gazette that Chairman Kim instructed under the water. It triggered quite a violent upheaval in North Korea. ”

Ryuzua was young and did not know exactly what hit her. I was also doing what I was told, not thinking and acting.

“Who do you think died the most there? No, it was a patriotic bureaucrat. The North Koreans, the patriots and bureaucrats, were the ones who died the most in the riot. Let's think... At that time, the U.S. military moved on to calm down the protests. And that's when your parents were killed by the U.S. military? ”

“No... It's me. I saw it with my own eyes! I remember it very well! ”

“Then why can't you remember your parents' names? ”

Brainwashing is actually not that difficult. Memory is incomplete, and sometimes people transform memories to suit their own desires.

“Your parents must have been mothers. And when the riot broke out, the North Koreans killed him. ”

“No, no... Don't be deceived!”

“Understand, your words have the greatest error. ”

Kang Jun took off the mask on Ryuzua and wore it himself. Then he took a deep breath and slowly said in a low voice.

“So you killed four Americans, and you think it makes sense for the Americans to stay put? The United States cares more than anything about the safety of its citizens. Have you ever been interrogated by the U.S. military during your development? ”

Nothing.

“If you had killed four riots, it would have been investigated by the Party because of domestic issues, and you would have been investigated there for your abilities, and you would have been secretly pardoned. If you had killed an American soldier, a child would have taken the trial at least, and, of course, had to be investigated by the U.S. military. But I didn't. What do you think this is? Is that so hard for you to say? ”

Ryuzua's eyes tremble violently.

Human memories are incomplete.

"Think of your comrade's parents who were trampled on by the American troops!" ’

It's not that hard to manipulate memories.

You hear the same thing dozens and hundreds and thousands of times.

When a child with an unfinished self is exposed to such words.

Intense trauma is also remembered to be spoiled.

The villagers who beat their parents to death in Ryuzua's head turned into Westerners in U.S. military uniforms and boots. Brainwashing is a repetition of simple tasks, and it can take root deep down.

Her parents' names were forgotten, the truth was forgotten, but the memories that were made were dominating her mind.

“Don't be deceived.... I, I definitely remember.... Definitely…."

“You know I'm not sure. ”

Kang Jun once again put a mask on Ryuzua. Outside was still hell.

“The Party recognized your usefulness, so they would have washed your past and planted a strong anti-aesthetic. It must have been a major anxiety that your parents were beaten to death by the North Koreans. I would have tried to erase it somehow or try to remember it differently. ”

The Party is right.

This is a pronoun.

Even if the Party kills, even if the Party goes to war, even if the Party massacres, the Party is right. If Ryuzua's validity was really ironic, the manipulation of memory was also necessary because of the need for sugar. That's real glucose.

But I destroyed the premise before I had to confirm the party.

In addition, Ryuzua was young.

Immature people are easily brainwashed, but it only takes a little time to change.

Why can't I remember my parents' names, but why are they constantly reproducing and repeating the key sights of their past in the brain? I can clearly remember the American soldier who tramples on his parents, but why are the others washed as though they were white?

Why?

Don't you have any memories of childhood?

Ryuzua recalled the radio and video of her daily education in a Bloodsurfing facility, where she had been trained, fed, and even slept.

“Ah……. ”

The image that was regenerated in my head is not my experience.

It was shown in footage showing U.S. military violence and U.S. military oppression. Ryuzua continued to listen to the same message and mistook the video for her memory. American military uniforms, backlit faces, military footprints.

It is a created memory made by squeezing the videos he has seen many times in his head.

“No... No..."

Kang Jun didn't say anything. Kangjun only shook, and it was now Ryuzua herself who broke her faith. But Ryuzua...

“So, you're saying America is right? Look what the Americans have done! It's right to lay waste our land like this and take away our property... Oops! ”

“Who said that? ”

Kang Jun said he put a mask on Ryuzua's face, talking excitedly. Kang Jun smiled.

“It just means they're all assholes. Who's the justice, who's the bad guy, who's the bad guy? That's what kids like you believe in. ”

Gangjun laughed.

“Then what are you fighting me for? Aren't you standing in front of me for the Nam Chosun? ”

“I'm here for me. Because if something like you goes crazy, everything I've built will come crashing down. I'm not a soldier. I'm a mercenary. ”

A mercenary who only came to fight for a price. Ryuzua was able to see why the man in front of her who had thought he was a Korean soldier had so little hope of surviving by saving her mission target.

This man has no patriotism at all. He was a type of person who could never be understood by Ryuzua's standards.

If it were normal, Ryuzua would have just smashed it, not over the top taunt. In many ways, the situation was special now. He hated it, but we had to move together to survive, and Ryuzua is actually now on the back of a man.

Ryuzua hasn't said a word for a while. I had a lot of thinking to do, and if Kang Joon-do was sober, I didn't have to talk to him.

What Kang Jun did, he just threw a stone at the lake out of curiosity. If his memory is really forged, and even his memory of his parents' death is brainwashed, should he still believe in the party?

From the participant's point of view, of course.

But from a human perspective. From a human point of view, a girl was raised as a warrior and designed to live a life for the Republic. But even in this shaky situation, Ryuzua had to come up with a little more, a little more fundamental question.

Ryuzua mutters a little.

“It says.... Who is it?”

What to do, what to believe, and what to live for? No, it goes deeper than that.

What is the kingdom of man? Why am I here? Why do I have to be here?

The stone Gangjun threw caused a ripple, and eventually it became a wave.

The girl found a small rock jaw called a self in a floating dead lake. It was all possible because of this special environment of nuclear bombs and radioactive inferno.

The user walks with the enemy for a long time and becomes weak, making it impossible to silence the target. You have to listen to him. This special and strange sight made her realize what she did not know, what she did not have, and what she should have.

Humans who do not know the self do not know that there is the self in others.

However, humans who know themselves naturally realize that other people also have self.

And it raises curiosity about others.

“What's your name? ”

Ryuzua calmed down a little and asked Kangjun. I did not ask for title, role or affiliation this time.

“Kangjun Choi.”

Gangjun only said his name because he knew it. Ryuzua asked again.

“Who are you? ”

“Manager.”

“…… Manager? ”

Ryusua doesn't understand what you're saying, but nods. If he had known what it meant, he would have been even more frightened.

“Who are you? ”

Kang Jun already knew and asked. Ryuzua nodded slowly to Kangjun's question.

“Ryuzua.”

I did not reveal my rank or affiliation at this time.

“She's 16. ”

The girl now knows how to move away from her position, position, and affiliation and get ahead of herself first. It may not seem like a big change, but it was quite a difference.

Although only by name, Kangjun knew that Ryuzua had somewhat deflected. Only around the time the oxygen level became dangerous did Kang Jun leave the nuclear storm zone.

This level of radioactivity was enough to block the defensive field. Frame suits enhanced maneuverability and allowed me to escape somehow.

“You made it out alive somehow. ”

Kang Jun sighed deeply. Then I looked at Ryuzua.

It's time.

Now that you're out of there safely, Ryuzua has nothing to do with you. Ultimately, it was best to eliminate the risk, and now was the right time to kill Ryuzua. Ryuzua, who had become super-death, was sighing. We had quite a lot of conversations to keep him from fainting, but Kang Jun was a person who moved based on emotion but ultimately put needs first.

Overrank is too big a mystery to keep alive.

‘One shot should be enough. ’

Ryusua holds his fate in his hands, not knowing it.

“Stand down.”

In front of Kang Jun's eyes, armed soldiers wearing body masks appeared. They approach Gangjun with guns pointed at their bodies in radioactive suits.

‘Are they North Korean hunting dogs? ’

Soon, on the radio, they report something and the orbital vehicles arrive. Armored soldiers surround you in five armored cars.

North Korea sent a search party to look for Ryusua in the area where the bombing took place. As a group that survived the American bombing, these would be the elites chosen by North Korea.

Suddenly, the bulldog is surrounded, and a hound howls, with Ethel Sword drawn.

“Surrender the coordinates! ”

I don't know if it's a squad, but it was suicide to take out all the armed men on an armored car level. The only thing that can be prevented by the Psionic Matrix is Ryusua's attacks, and their energy bombs should be purely blocked by the defensive field, which has consumed considerable shields as they penetrate this area.

‘Do I have to use drugs...? ’

Once again, life-saving overcomes this challenge. when we're trying to test the limits of this broken body again.

“Put the gun down! ”

Ryuzua exclaims.

“Yo, comrade! The author..."

“Lhuazua, Special Forces Unit of the Republic! Guns down! ”

Ryuzua grunts, and everyone slowly lowers their guns and deactivates the Ethel Sword. Ryuzua comes down from Kangjun's back, limping toward the hounds.

“He was my enemy, but he saved my life. Let him live.”

“Ha, but…. ”

Ryuzua's eyes flashed sharply as someone who looked like a field leader said so.

“...... Comrade, what's your rank? ”

“Lt. Gil Deok Joon of the Special Forces! ”

“Can I consider this an act of disobedience? Can you handle it? Remember, you're shitting on my honor. ”

Ryusua stares at you, and his body freezes.

“I'm very tired and tired. Bring me some water.”

Ryuzua put on a radioactive suit and ordered her return. Ryuzua looked at Kangjun Choi before climbing into the armored car.

Ryuzua didn't say anything, but she was speaking quite a lot in her eyes. What will the most powerful weapon with a self do in the Republic now? Ryuzua returns with the sound of the armored car's resounding trajectory.

‘Must have planted a tracker or something on his body. ’

So I would have waited in a safe place until Ryuzua got out completely. The field blocked the EMP wavelength, so the GPS in the body was fine.

Kang Jun had no choice but to be scolded because he was unable to clean up, but Ryuzua saved his life as a result. Ryu Sooa saved Kang Jun, but Kang Jun tried to kill the girl.

Kang Jun was impressed by the feeling of debt.

Kang Jun had to go down to the south without feeling quite strange.