Cheong Wa Dae Presidential Palace.

Park Chung-hee was slamming the table at this time, pointing at the head of the security department in front of him and yelling: "You give me a reasonable explanation, why assassins are mixed in the award hall!" ”

The chief of the security department sweated on his forehead and said, "President, there are two people involved in the attack tonight. One of them, disguised as a reporter, is the nephew of Choi Jung-nam, director of the weekly Chosun magazine under the Chosun Pao, and the chief reporter of the Chosun Chosun newspaper. And we searched his body at that time, but we didn't find a weapon. And we had checked the hall beforehand, and it was impossible to hide weapons, so we really don't know where his weapons came from. The other one was mixed in with the fans who participated in the awards ceremony, and there were too many fans to search them one by one. And it's far from the rostrum, so it's impossible to assassinate you, because he'll be stopped by our men halfway through. As he spoke, the head of the security department concluded, "So, this time it was Choi Jeong-nam's nephew who went wrong." ”

Park Chung-hee vented just now, but now he also suppressed his anger and asked softly: "The chief reporter of Weekly Chosun, can you tell me why an ordinary reporter has guns and grenades?" ”

The head of the security department bowed his head and said, "Just now, our people have taken control of Cui Zhengnan's family, and they also know all the information about his nephew. This person is called Qi Zhenxiao, who once studied in the United States, and just returned to China last year when the rebels attacked Seoul, and he was also seriously injured in this incident and fell into a coma. After waking up, he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, and he couldn't even recognize his uncle, but he slowly recovered his memory later, and he had a very strong ability to work, and he was very popular in the magazine "Weekly Chosun". ”

"Silmi Island?" Park Chung-hee had a headache at the thought of this term.

Because he was assassinated by 31 North Korean soldiers who rushed into Seoul, Park Chung-hee was angry and angry, and also summoned 31 people to assassinate Kim Yuecheng in retaliation. All of these 31 people are the elite of the elite, either loyal to the country or serious prisoners in prison (who were also military or experts in some kind of field before entering prison). At that time, the political axe made a promise that as long as they completed their mission, all sins would be forgiven, and they would be promoted in the army. But if you miss, kill yourself immediately!

In fact, this is all, as soon as these people entered Shibi Island for training, all the materials were destroyed, and even the military did not leave the bottom, and they were directly treated as dead people. (Because some of them died on the island, some died last time in Seoul, the officer in charge of recruiting the dead had already been killed, and the military had no information, no one knew the names and identities of the attackers at all.) The original assassination plan was to train for a few months and then move immediately, but when they underwent seven months of devilish training and moved to another island very close to North Korea, they were about to start the operation, when the two Koreas suddenly reconciled and the operation was canceled. These people returned to Isla Sebi Island.

But they were already destined to be "dead", their materials had long been destroyed, and they couldn't let this operation be made public, so these dead soldiers were used as instructors' toys, and they played for more than three years. And the island was also cut off from supplies, the food was getting worse and worse, and at the same time, the devil training continued every day, after being tortured to death, the remaining more than 20 people could not bear it, and finally rebelled en masse, easily killing all the soldiers on the island except them (including the most elite South Korean air force special operations unit stationed on Sibi Island), and then they did not escape, but went straight to the presidential palace with all their weapons. In the end, the ordinary policemen could not resist at all, and sent a large number of troops to intercept them, and after paying huge casualties, they still let these people run away two or three.

The chief of the guard said cautiously: "I have a conjecture. ”

Park Chung-hee said, "Say it." ”

"Although it sounds like a story." The chief of the security department said, "The real Urging Shaw may have died a long time ago, he was disguised by the dead soldiers of the previous Isle of Silio. You know, those 31 people were all the top talents in Korea, and they had all kinds of skills. ”

Park Chung-hee shuddered, if one day this person disguised himself as his personal follower...... "President, please rest assured, this bandit who is good at makeup has been seriously injured by us, and if he is not treated in time, he will definitely die." And the other person was shot twice and also needed surgery, we just need to look at the hospital. Said the chief of the security service.

Park Chung-hee waved his hand to let him out, and then called in his secretary and said: "The young man who saved me tonight, you will give him a gift tomorrow on my behalf, just say that I am personally very grateful, and I hope he can play in Korea for a few more days." ”

"Yes, President." The secretary took note of the incident and bowed away.

Not long after, the head of South Korea's Central Intelligence Agency also came in and reported: "President, it has now been determined that Choi Jin-so is being disguised and impersonated." We found some props in his room that were used for makeup. ”

"Give me all the strength to track down, I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die." Park Chung-hee gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes."

After another while, Park Chung-hee did not receive the news of the arrest of the assassin, but instead there were fires and shootings in many public places in the city of Seoul, and now the whole city is in chaos.

…… Seoul, in an unknown underground tunnel.

Shin Seung-woo gulped in the foul air, and he was shot more than ten times in his abdomen, right chest, and arm.

The light of the flashlight spread in the dark and cold sewers, and Lee Kyung-ho leaned against Shin Seung-woo and smiled freely: "You kid is still alive, I thought I was the only one left." ”

"Huhu...... ...... whew," Shin Seung-woo gasped, "I'm the same, I'm so glad to see you." ”

Lee Kyung-ho asked, "How did you survive last year?" I see you get shot several times. ”

"Haha...... Ahem......" Shin Seung-woo spat out a mouthful of blood, "I found out that there was a hapless boy who was killed who looked very similar to me, and while you were both in the crossfire, I swapped his clothes, and cut his face, and after a little makeup, I pretended to be dead there." ”

"You kid is still so cunning, I was chased and killed for more than ten kilometers, and finally jumped into the Han River to save my surname. Those stupid guys searched downstream all night, and I actually dived upstream. They may not have heard of the ability to ventilate underwater. Li Jinghao smiled.

Shin Seung-woo took out his military card, handed it to Lee Kyung-ho along with the other four, and said, "You take this and leave South Korea." There's no room for us here. ”

The reason why they killed the other soldiers on the island did not run away was because the instructors had been instilling patriotism in them for more than three years. In the end, this thinking was in stark contrast to the treatment they received, and they rushed to the Blue House with a sigh of relief, in fact they initially wanted to negotiate with the president and ask him why he did it.

But their demands were ignored, and they were greeted by countless bullets.

Li Jinghao did not take the military card, but roasted his saber with a lighter, dug into the bullet hole in his arm, and didn't pick out the bullet for a long time, he simply dug it with his fingers, and it took a few minutes to dig out the two bullets.

Lee Kyung-ho had several snatched guard pistols in front of him, he withdrew the bullets, took out the gunpowder inside, sprinkled it on the wound, and then lit it with a lighter.

......As the gunpowder burns, the smell of burnt meat wafts into the air, which is not only to disinfect, but also to stop bleeding.

"You wait here, I'll go find you a blood bag." Lee Kyung-ho put a few guns all over his body, stood up and was about to leave. The most critical thing about Shin Seung-woo's current injuries is not surgery to remove the bullet, but excessive bleeding.

"Don't bother, I can't live." Shin Seung-woo said weakly.

Li Jinghao said: "I have enough nameplates on my body, keep your piece for yourself." ”

Shin Seungyou knew his surname, and when he saw that he was resolute, he couldn't keep it. He said, "Take apart the cameras I had with me, and there was a grenade and some makeup props in them." ”

Lee Kyung-ho is not proficient in makeup, but he has also learned some from Shin Seung-woo before, and under Shin Seung-woo's guidance, he quickly became a gray-haired old man.

Lee Kyung-ho is not a stupid person, and now going directly to the hospital is a dead word.

Curfew time is approaching, and some people on the street are hurrying to their homes, while others are rushing to entertainment venues to spend the night there.

Li Jinghao secretly knocked a person unconscious, changed into his clothes and hat, threw away his bloodstained suit, and then rushed directly into a nightclub.

Walking to the counter, Li Jinghao directly took out his gun and pointed at the head of the person behind the counter and said: "I am the one who assassinated the president today, and now I am going to run away, hurry up and prepare money for me to pay for the passage." ”

Assassination of the president?

Although there are a lot of rumors now, many people still don't believe it, and the person in front of him actually confessed to assassinating the president.

The man who was pointed at the gun sweated on his forehead and said, "I...... I can't be the master, I don't have much money on the counter. ”

"No matter how much, give it all to me." Lee Kyung-ho said.

"Yes, yes." The man carefully packed all the money.

"To give your boss an explanation, I'm going to shoot you." Li Jinghao took the money and slid it towards the man's shoulder.

"Bang bang bang!" The few lights that were only on in the nightclub were all extinguished, and Lee Kyung-ho took advantage of the chaos to leave.

The man behind the counter dialed the phone directly: "Hey, the police station?" I'm here at the Wufu nightclub, and I was robbed at gunpoint, and the man claimed to be the one who had assassinated the president, and he wanted to take the money to leave Seoul......"

After Lee Kyung-ho left the nightclub, he sneaked to another entertainment venue and followed the steps just now.

Then he went to another political axe agency and set a fire with gasoline stolen from the car's mailbox.

It had been nearly an hour since these actions were completed, and he could only pray in his heart that Shin Seung-woo, who had only been simply bandaged, could support it.

Lee Kyung-ho sneaks into a hospital and discovers that there are no covert guards. However, he still did not dare to take it lightly, and after entering, he hijacked a doctor on duty, asked where the blood bank was, knocked him unconscious, changed into a doctor's clothes, and put on a mask.

Successfully pried open the door of the blood bank, Li Jinghao's beast-like perception was suddenly stimulated, and he didn't even think about turning around and running away.

"Bang bang...... the moment the door opened, more than a dozen bullets came together.

It turned out that all the hospitals in Seoul that had enough blood were housed with personnel, and they were directly stationed in the blood bank.

(To be continued)