The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# of Nations (9)

Throughout the run, houses in the shape of the big city passed by. Expensive cities, relatively low-income neighborhoods, each of which seemed to stick together as if it were a continuous building. Sometimes there is a fenced path. I can see the road that was left out while it was shut down. Washington, D.C. was a very wealthy city.

‘So it's easy to do tricks. ’

A video of a white cop shooting a black man who didn't resist. Pictures of white soldiers roughing up black civilians. Hundreds of such materials are spreading rapidly online. You said it was happening right now. A tag that says black people's lives are precious.

Winter was sure that most of them were false. It's a strange thing to do in a country called the United States, but all of that happens at once in just a matter of minutes.

There was also a high probability that the windbreakers would mix among the rioters. You don't even know what you're doing. Some people are just blind to the money and are being bought. They'll think it's less risky. Even if you get arrested, you'll only be punished for violence and looting.

In fact, the conspiracy to commit treason would also apply, but there were many who could be deceived by the traitors. People with low education, criminal history, or even bone marrow damage.

The treacherous plot has thoroughly hacked into the weaknesses of the United States. In a sense, it would be nice to break the guilt of this country.

This is what happens when Americans attack the United States.

Winter, when I lost my mind, brakes inertia. Ji Ji Hae. The foot slides over the asphalt. The destination that came into view was an ordinary home. No specificity, except for the worn appearance. No warning was given to the senses, but the silence of winter disturbed the nerves.

I couldn't have just left it there.

There must be an ambush around the jamming device. As a traitor, the longer you keep the interference, the better. There should be at least one or two snipers in place.

That's why the government asked citizens not to touch anything suspicious, even if they found it. Citizens willing to cooperate can eliminate interference quickly, but it is difficult to rule out the possibility of a catastrophic, simultaneous, and large-scale disaster.

Winter advances carefully. It seemed to be moving forward without any action, but it was to believe in its own response rate and use winter itself as bait. The death of a winter commander. What a charming material for a traitor. It will not be easy to ignore temptation.

But there was no anticipated attack.

Despite feeling suspicious, winter had to check the source of the transmission.

Of course, I don't intend to waste my time going into a room where I don't know what kind of trap I'm walking into. Hic! Climb up the drainpipe after a short help and hang on to a second-floor window frame. From there, I curled up with strength, then took another step, and finally grabbed the edge of the roof, and climbed onto the roof. The target is conscious and lowers immediately.

As I turned up the volume of the radio for a moment, I noticed an extremely intense interference.

It's right near where the intelligence services found it.

Winter soon discovered a cloaked radio transmitter.

Really? It's that simple? ’

It was an embarrassing ease. I checked to see if there were any booby-trapped traps, but there were no explosives or toxin capsules of any kind. Only interference generators are massive.

Positively, the traitors may not be ready either. When the toxin manufacturing facility was exposed prior to Day D, the attack was inevitably initiated with less preparation. Or the participant who was in charge of this place got scared and ran away.

But no matter how much I chew, I don't think so.

Is it just a bad feeling?

Despite my repeated concerns, it was clear that I needed to recover the paralyzed radio communication as soon as possible. Normalizing communications would put the traitors in quite an awkward position. Above all, it is possible to receive airspace.

Winter found and tore out the power lines of the radio generator instead of shooting, because it needed to be inspected later. The sight of meaningless floods with intertwined voices of the past is silent at one moment. And...

Kwam! Kwam!

A strong vibration passes underfoot. The wind blows. The awkward winter looks to the wind's direction. About 70 meters east, a black explosion and a red flame were swallowing up a block of houses. You can see debris splashing by tens of meters under pressure. It will contain the flesh and bone fragments of the villagers who were hiding.

A dark tremor fell on the winter backbone. Now I understand. The enemy did not abandon the jammer.

The sensory correction was silent because it was not a direct threat to winter.

‘It's awful... It's really, really bad. ’

I had to tell him right away. Winter opened a radio channel connected to the White Cell Validator.

“Commander in the middle of winter! Attention all agents in the perimeter! There's a bomb in the house! If the jammer goes off, it explodes! I repeat, there's a bomb in the house! ”

Although I should warn you, the agents who are warned will only be embarrassed.

It is not uncommon to conduct a city-scale bomb sweep. Communication is a mess, roadblocks, and there is no shortage of reliable personnel. Even when everything was normal, it would take days to find an unexplained bomb.

However, evacuating civilians is too wide a range. As we don't know how many bombs there are, we should actually evacuate the entire city by foot. And many poor citizens did not have gas masks. Because the plague is not airborne.

What if the toxins were used to target them? Citizens consumed by madness will truly be their worst enemies. You can't kill, you can't not kill.

Thunder-like thunder echoes from a distance to the northwest. It looks like another team that hasn't been informed yet has detonated another bomb. A vicious trap designed to sacrifice civilians without their knowledge.

We just need to hope that the scared citizens don't spill out onto the streets.

The bone conduction receiver cried.

Are you hurt?

Sergeant Sanchez.

“I'm fine, but the citizens... ”

You can think about that later.

Sarge remained resolute. They would be highly rated.

Now we enter. Any sign of the enemy?

“We need to find more tracks. Whoa. Careful coming in. I haven't checked the room. ”

Hua.

Bang. You hear a small knock from downstairs. Winter looks around the rooftop for signs of traitors. The traces highlighted by "Tracking" were quite faint. It seemed to have been more than a week since this device was installed. Winter was also the last time I looked without much expectation. If there was something there, we'd have found it before we disabled the transmitter.

Sanchez sends word again.

Sir. I want you to come down here. This is the second floor.

Winter hurried down the stairs. Sanchez and four others were gathered in front of an open door in the hallway on the second floor. One of the agents who greeted you towards winter points his finger inside the room.

“Look at that. ”

Dusty vinyl covers old furniture. Among them were two distinct objects. An IP camcorder on one TV and one on the cradle. The rest of the furniture and these two were different from the time I felt. Either way, the power is off.

Winter in the room, I pushed my finger over the camcorder. The dust is definitely thinner than other furniture. I heard there were assassination tools disguised as cameras in the past, but I couldn't find anything unusual about the camcorder device itself. Winter looked at the cabling of the camcorder and the TV. is connected to a network.

“It's like you're telling me to turn it on. I don't think it's a bomb... If you turn it on, can you track where the signal is going? ”

“I'll ask.”

An agent named Cochran steps forward. Crunches the captain and pulls out a military-grade Rugged laptop. It was not for me to track it down, it was for me to connect with my department.

Winter, when I got my OK sign, turned on the TV and camcorder. The camcorder's battery is slightly discharged due to the neglected period, but it doesn't seem to be overwhelming for an hour or two.

Except for the intermittent noise, the black TV screen reacted after a long time of nervousness. The screen flashes a few times, and you hear a sound as if you're turning the chair off, and finally a person appears. He was an old man in a white shirt and a blue cardigan. The white-haired and gentle eyes did not match the situation.

Oh.

She grins.

I was looking forward to hearing from you, but I didn't really think it was a commander in the middle of winter. It's really nice to meet you. No matter how much my son talks about you.... I'm a lucky man.

“Who are you? ”

The old man's smile softened.

"My name is Clarissa Chadwick.

Winter opened its eyes with half of the embarrassed hostility.

“Nathan Chadwick, Team Leader...? ”

"Yes, I am the mother of that child.

“ ……. ”

"Hehe. I can see that you're embarrassed. It's funny."

In the old man, who kept his mouth shut, he could not see any hostility or hatred. It looks good with the sun on the window and knitting on the couch. Agent Cochran knocks the keyboards as hard as he can from the camcorder's blind spot.

“Mrs. Chadwick. Are you one of the true patriots? ”

Asking questions, the old man scratches his cheeks shyly.

Not long ago,

“What does that mean? ”

"Literally, not now." I need to be able to look at all the stupid things that people do that are rushing into their lives. Oh, of course they believe I'm on the same side at this point.

She mentioned a one-sided betrayal. I feel tangled in my head like a thread. What to infer first. Looking at the old man on the screen, smiling fiercely, winter continued to ask questions.

“Did you plan this attack? ”

"I don't know, me and my colleagues did a little bit of work for some stupid young people. Even when an undercover agent grows old, there is always a hidden way.... It's been a long time since I've worked with my colleagues, and it's been quite pleasant to remember the old days.

By the way, Clarissa Chadwick worked in the spy agency like her son.

“Is this Chadwick's revenge? ”

"You're welcome! I'm sorry about her, but I didn't think about revenge. Country always comes first for me. I taught Nathan that, too. Intelligence officers must be prepared to be abandoned at any time from their homeland. You have to throw away your last fame and become a true patriot even after death. That commitment to throwing everything away is only possible for someone as special as you.

I feel calm frenzy. Chadwick's madness was inherited from his mother.

“Your country comes first? Then why the hell did you get involved in this? ”

"First……. I wanted to send a message.

“Message?”

"Yes"

Lady Chadwick nods softly.

A message that sometimes a prime number has to be sacrificed for many.

“ ……. ”

You already know the existence of a bomb linked to a jammer?

The old man laughs.

It was my idea.

The frenzy is getting deeper.

The damage will escalate dramatically as time passes. I drew that picture.

She places her hands on her chest in sincere movements.

We should always save everyone……. I'm trying to tell the reality to naive, selfish people who are so wet with fantasies. After this is over, those who have lost someone precious will complain about the tenacity of the government. If the government had made a decision sooner, my family, my friends, my colleagues might not have died.

Ha. The more you hear, the crazier it sounds. Winter sighs without even knowing it. I don't even think about arguing. But the trace was still ongoing. Arguments are not wise. Winter chose a new question.

“Let's say. Is there any other reason? ”

Given the reasons first, the elderly first had a clue.

"Ah, yes. Actually, it's more important this way.

Mrs. Chadwick joyfully continues her conversation with clapping hands.

It's about cutting off American pain.

“America's suffering……. ”

"Take, for example, the Cultists of the South.

“ ……. ”

"Those annoying troublemakers who are ignorant and complacent and constantly disagree, but are not capable of causing great accidents. They're like cancer cells that are eating away at the life of this country. It's a cancer cell that can vote. Isn't that right?"

It is so gentle to ask for the consent of winter.

"However, President McMillen, who is gentle, has postponed the strong treatment of cancer cells because they have citizenship. It's like having survived a temporary symptomatic treatment of a disease that needs surgery. You know that. how hard it has been for various intelligence agencies to deal with so many collaborators.

“That's why you've been growing those cancer cells. ”

The old man's cheek is reminded.

That's right. When true patriots collapsed, it was an idea that came to mind when I saw some of my young friends commit to it. Aha, we can use this. We can force the ordinance to come into effect and make the federal government declare these troublemakers enemies of the United States…….

If this is true, she succeeded. The U.S. government has mobilized an army against American citizens. The regime will be one division. It couldn't be the same before and after.

I don't want to raise any doubts until the end.

“Don't you think you're overreacting? ”

Wouldn't a more daring surgery take place if it was a big shock?

“Then the patient might die. ”

The old man wags his head slowly with a gentle smile.

"I know my country. The United States is not going to collapse like this.

On what grounds? Winter doubted that this was a hatred concealed by cognitive dissonance. This is because you cannot rationally acknowledge yourself who is angry at your son's death. But it was just a guess, and I don't know what else to say. Fortunately, when winter felt like this, the trail went cold.

As if you could see the camcorder's blind spot, so did Mrs. Chadwick.

I'm afraid I have work to do, but I have to end this conversation here. By this time, the trail should be complete. Right? "

With the nuance of waiting on purpose, she waves her hands.

"Goodbye. I look forward to it, Commander.

Connection lost.

Sergeant Sanchez was flattered.

“What a crazy bitch. ”

It was an absurd tone. Instead of coordinating, Winter checked with Agent Cochran for tracking results.

“Where are you?”

“Walter E. This is the Washington Convention Center. ”

“Convention center? ”

Cochran nods with a firm look.

“This is where the Military Association's Civil War Expo will take place. ”