North Vietnamese Army Intelligence Unit Analysis Room.
The North Vietnamese intelligence experts are watching Lee Sung-soo's video testimony very intently, their faces not very good. But the shock is that there is an American prisoner of war, Corporal Johnson, sitting with his head down.
"You stupid politicians!"
The intelligence official leaped up from his chair after cursing.
"Lee Seong-su is employing his eyelids to send various messages in Morse code."
This is the time when Lee Seong-su's actions were revealed.
Lee Seong-su is sure to be in jeopardy.
"It seems that the coordinates of the secret prison camp have been revealed."
A junior officer addressed the commander of the intelligence unit.
"I knew this would happen from the time you began making such absurd demands on Korea."
The intelligence unit commander's eyes were full of murder.
"Yes."
"What are you doing?"
"yes?"
"Call the POW camp at once and relocate the American POWs, and eliminate the rest of them and Lee Seong-su."
"Yes, I see."
A junior officer hastily stood up, rushed to the mounted military telephone, and lifted the receiver. This was another crisis for Lee Seong-su.
And the reason why Lee Seong-su's scheme was uncovered by the North Vietnamese spy team was that Corporal Johnson, with his head in abasement, was the one who reported it.
This was the significance of false glory in the idiosyncrasies of Private Johnson's transparent personal information which became apparent to Lee Seong-su's vision.
treachery!
But why is it false glory?
"Commander."
At that time, the landline-receiving signalman called the commander of the intelligence unit with a scared face.
"why?"
"This is a report from the forward units."
"What is it?"
"They say that the South Korean army has initiated a big offensive to move northward for some reason."
"A great offensive by the North?"
"Yes, that's correct. But the weird thing is that the Korean army alone launched a big offensive."
"Alone? What is this?
The commander of the intelligence unit scowled.
* * *
The vacant grounds of a hidden North Vietnamese prisoner of war camp.
I'm still besting Lieutenant Smith out here in the open area, and three gun-toting North Vietnamese soldiers are charging at me from the POW camp facility.
"Lee Seong-su, where is that reactionary son of a bitch?"
"Find it!"
"Find Lee Seong-su!"
North Vietnamese soldiers are charging towards us, yelling.
'Something's amiss.'
Have you been caught?
And the one who comes to mind is Johnson.
True to expectations, Johnson is purple."
[Smith, I put the coordinates in Morse code onto the video of the massacre testimony.] [Seriously?] [That will be conveyed to the Korean military.] [Will that be done?] [The investigator explained to me that he will make use of that video to call for the Korean troops to be withdrawn.]
Johnson was observing us from afar at that time from me and Lieutenant Smith, and I whispered so loudly that only Lieutenant Smith could hear, so I thought that Johnson could not hear me, which was a deadly error.
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Otherwise, there would be no reason for you to rush to me like that even after a week has elapsed.
"Kill him, kill Lee Seong-su!"
A North Vietnamese soldier racing towards me yelled.
Lieutenant Smith and I had to freeze for a split second.
"Holy water!"
"Damn, I've been caught."
"What do we do now?"
"But you will survive."
I guess this is my end.
at that time?
The sun that was on top of me cast a shadow on something.
I glanced up at the sky unconsciously and saw what appeared to be over 10 military helicopters.
Dadadadang! Dadadatang!
From that armed military helicopter, they shot an M-60 machine gun at North Vietnamese soldiers.
Meanwhile, a rope was dropped from a military helicopter and the soldiers rappelled down, and simultaneously, the white flat face I was watching transformed into a three-dimensional one and blue dots descended from the heavens like rain and blessings.
Dadadang, tata taang!
During the moment of crisis, the Republic of Korea Airborne Corps rescued me, or Lieutenant Smith rather.
"Seongsu-!"
Then Lieutenant Smith shouted at me loudly.
"why?"
"Remove that black uniform!"
bang!
I heard a gunshot.
He stumbled down with a sudden pain in his shoulder together with the gunshot.
'shit!'
The special forces fired at me because I was wearing the same black shirt and pants as the Viet Cong. Luckily, the bullet just grazed my shoulder.
"Ugh!"
Why am I so unlucky until the last minute?
"Help, help!"
At that moment, Lieutenant Smith held me in his arms and shouted for help, and about 200 special forces soldiers who had parachuted in quickly took control of the secret prisoner-of-war camp, and some of them ran toward Lieutenant Smith.
"smith."
"are you okay?"
"I won't die, no, I can't die."
"Seongsu, you have tenacious vitality like the Rose of Sharon you mentioned."
"Tell them you're Lieutenant Smith."
"okay."
After Lieutenant Smith addressed me, he yelled at the South Korean Airborne Special Forces soldiers who were coming towards him.
"I am Lieutenant Smith!"
The special forces agent who came running to Lt. Smith's cry saw Lt. Smith embracing me with a look of relief.
"Lieutenant Smith?"
"Yes."
"Do you know where Lee Seong-su is?"
My name escaped surprisingly from the mouths of the special forces.
"Here, in my arms."
Then, after Lieutenant Smith talked to the Special Forces soldier, he picked me up gently.
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"Seongsu, your country remembered you."
Why does my heart beat so hard whenever Lieutenant Smith talks?
"Smith, can you go to Korea with me?"
"why?"
"Smith, Korea is still underdeveloped and your father is an American senator."
"so?"
"I wish I could meet your father in Korea."
That way, the reunion of the wealthy will be more poignant.
Because it will make Korea look better.
"Do you want to make my father an American politician favorable to Korea?"
"Sorry."
"Seongsu, you said my brother's homeland is still impoverished?"
Rather than reply to Lieutenant Smith's inquiry, I nodded.
"I fulfill your first wish, which is no different from a brother. Holy Water."
"why?"
"I'm planning to enter politics. So Korea may be well-suited to me."
"politics?"
"I told you, when you go back to America, you will obey your father and live happily."
Thus Lieutenant Smith and I arrived in Korea without the American military's knowledge.
The other American and Australian prisoners were handed over to their respective garrison commands.
'Return as a hero!'
This is the time when my wisdom teeth bite hard without my knowing it.
* * *
Special room, Armed Forces Hospital, Seoul, Republic of Korea.
Something wonderful is happening in front of me at the moment.
'Wow, it's the president.'
The person standing before me is the sole ruler and dictator of the Republic of Korea.
I can sense an untouchable intensity in the glance he is giving me, and he is smiling at me.
And judging from the President's smile, I can surmise how much I enjoyed what I did for him.
'Will he be my secret hill?'
If the President and the Republic of Korea do not benefit anything from Lieutenant Smith's rescue operation, soon I will be forgotten.
Just like the soldiers who fought during the Vietnam War.
I have to somehow impress on the President how great I am from today.
"Loyalty!"
"You are great. You are truly great! You are truly a great man!"
My situation right now is that I was a lowly soldier who fought in the Vietnam War and came back as a hero.
And beside the President was the First Lady, and behind the President, Lee Seong-su's father was gazing at me, the hero Lee Seong-su, with proud eyes.
"No, I just did what I had to do."
At times like these, all you need to do is say something like this.
"How did you ever think of doing something like that in such a critical situation?"
The president questioned me with a bewildered expression.
"I acted like a soldier as I had to, Your Majesty!"
I returned from Vietnam, which was no other than hell, a hero to Korea.
'but.'
My fellow soldiers were most likely entombed somewhere in the village in Vietnam.
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"Do you have something to say to me?"
Your Majesty, all of the men in the squad who took part in the operation with me were killed by ambush from the North Vietnamese regular army."
So far, the Korean military command has been accounting for soldiers who embark on operations and do not come back as missing.
'The missing and the dead.'
Missing persons receive no pension for their bereaved families.
"The whole squad was killed?"
"They are the real heroes."
All will shortly forget them.
'But I must never forget.'
I had been left the duty of remembering the Private First Class, the torturer who had invited the North Vietnamese regular troops in error, and looking after the bereaved families of my comrades.
"Yes, they are the true heroes, Secretary of Defense."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Look to the roll of the dead and accord them the due honors."
"Yes, I shall, Your Majesty."
"Sergeant Lee Seong-su's wise judgment will greatly benefit Korea."
The President greeted me once again with a gentle face, and I was amazed.
Sergeant Lee Seong-su?
Why me?
"yes?"
When I dared to ask the President rudely, my father frowned a bit, but the President smiled.
"Hahaha, it's a special promotion and once I get well, I'll be completing the remainder of my military service at the Blue House."
From private to sergeant?
How great a special promotion is this?
Besides that, it is reportedly said that once he gets recovered, he would work in the Blue House.
'This is my chance.'
But if you merely capture a spy, you are awarded a medal, a prize, 6 months special leave for a division commander, 6 months special leave for a regiment commander, and you go home in a helicopter. I heard that once I regain my health, I will be assigned to the Blue House?
'Isn't this it?'
What I desire is a reward that is seed money for my company.
'If you catch a spy, you receive the price of an apartment in Seoul.'
Why are you not giving it to me?