Jong-seok sighed and nodded, thinking this was the case that the tax would be spent on a spot of waste.

"One million won for a USB... You come up with a way to pull it out and eat it. That's really great."

The defense minister called in former Army, Navy and Air Force generals as defense industry auditors to root out such irregularities. It is difficult for those in the current position to prevent corruption in the defense industry. I was thinking."

"Thank you for the defense industry... So what happened now?"

Steel nodded at the question on the stalactite.

"The defense corruption scandal is a huge business of hundreds to billions of dollars... My job is to thank and interfere with the huge business, so it must have been sent by those involved."

"So what about MA Airlines?"

"It's a U.S. airline involved in the KA business. It's a company that makes fighter jets."

Once he began to speak, Kang Chul-jae brought it up.

Although it's a state secret, I believed in Jong-seok, and Jong-seok is now a part of this.

'I'm sorry for Jong-seok. I'm the one who stopped you from doing this.

Call him a teacher and treat him politely, but Jong-seok was a kind and pretty grandson to the elders of the Munbang-woo.

That's why Kang Chul-jae was worried that Jong-seok might be in trouble because of this incident.

I wonder if those who tried to kill him will harm Jong-seok.

"What's your KA business?"

Kang Chul-jae, who looked at Jong-seok with a sorry heart, answered his question.

"With a shaup connected to the purchase of fighter jets... It is to protect Korea's sky with Korean power."

"The purchase of fighter jets... Then, why don't you protect Korea's sky with Korean power?"

"I want to get a technology transfer with the purchase of fighter jets. So, I don't know now, but in a few years, I can build a new fighter jet made with Korean technology."

When Jong-seok nodded, Kang Chul-jae opened his mouth.

"But fighter jets cost a lot of money. It's not iron, it's gold flying."

"I suppose so."

"The next generation of fighter jets we're going to buy now is about $100 million per unit."

"1...billion dollars?"

It would be about 110 billion won in Korean currency."

"Daedang?"

Seeing Jong-seok surprised, Kang Chul-jae said,

"We're going to spend about 10 trillion won on the KA project."

"Article 10?"

When the stone was blank with such an astronomical amount of money, the steel material opened its mouth.

"But the important thing is not to bring in fighter jets. The important thing is the technology transfer that follows when buying fighter jets. That's how much technology we've been able to transfer."

"I see."

Jong-seok nodded at Kang Chul-jae. It is the basis for manufacturing fighter jets suitable for Korea by receiving technology transfer.

"But... there are three models we're looking at to buy a fighter jet."

"Then MA must be one of them. So there's a problem with the fighter?"

Steel nodded at the question on the stalactite.

"The model that MA Airlines has offered to Korea is called Skyhunter. With stealth and state-of-the-art radar capabilities, it's all models of the U.S. flagship Sky Dragon."

"Then isn't it better to buy a Sky Dragon?"

Wouldn't it be better to buy the latest model if you're going to buy one? Why do you buy the version one?"

Kang Chul-jae shook his head with a smile at Jong-seok's words.

"We don't sell our flagships abroad.

"Well... I see. So what's the problem? I think you're against it, seeing how he talks."

"The problem is that MA does not transfer technology, but only sells models."

"Sales without technology transfer? Isn't the purpose of technology transfer?"

Steel nodded at the question on the stalactite.

"That's right. That's why I'm against it. If you don't transfer technology, it doesn't help to be the latest model. And without technology transfer, we can't repair it with our hands if it breaks down when we introduce it in our country, so we have a technician coming from the U.S. or a plane from the U.S. to get it repaired."

"You can't fix it?"

They are state-of-the-art equipment, so we can't repair them in Korea without professional internet access. If you touch it wrong, it could break down more."

"I see."

Jong-seok, who was nodding his head, frowned.

"So if it breaks down, do you really want to take the plane to America, or do you mean the repairman will come from America?′′

"Yes, sir.

"What kind of... Isn't this not a plane, but an ammldo roll?"

"That's what I'm saying. That's why I'm doing the opposite."

"What about those in favor? Aren't you against it because there are people who approve it?"

Opposing means there are those in favor. If there is no one in favor of it, there is no reason to oppose it.

There are opinions from those in favor. It's enough power to leave the Korean sky right now, and it's cheaper than other planes."

"Is it cheap?"

"There are three planes in the bidding, of which Sky Fighter offers a 7% discount for approximately 100 billion won."

"Billion..."

A 7% discount is a natural benefit. But...

Seven percent means about seven billion won off.

Seven billion is a lot of money.

"Then how many are you bringing in?"

"It's not decided yet, but I'm in my 70s."

"70s?"

"70s don't come in at once, they're custom-made over the years."

I was surprised to think about the role of Kang Chul-jae for a while.

"One hundred billion dollars per unit, 70 units, 7 trillion... Seven billion won for a 7% discount on that's seven billion... That's a 4.90 billion discount."

"That's about as much as it should be."

"That's not a small amount of money either."

Steel shook his head at Jong-seok's horse.

"That's only 4.9% for a trillion business."

"Then what's the rest of the money after the plane crash?"

"Going into research and development."

Article 3 Research and Development?"

"It's not easy to develop weapons. In addition, cutting-edge airplane research is a total set of earth science, including communications, radar, weapons, stealth and so on. We're not sure if we'll be developing technology in trillion three. That's why technology transfer is essential."

"I see."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Kang Chul-jae, asked after thinking for a moment.

"So the proponents don't know that... I don't think so. Are you being lobbied?"

When asked about Jong-seok, Kang Chul-jae ate his lips while looking at him.

"If you touch the rice cake, you get bean powder on your hands... It's a bad word, but I don't think it's wrong.

A small shake of the head opened his mouth.

"Usually, when we do this kind of defense business, we get less commission for weapons brokers. Approximately 5% to as much as 10%"

No, if you sell 70... How much is this?'

It's not because you don't know the amount. However, the amount is too large to be felt.

Kang Chul-jae said when Jong-seok swallows his saliva on a fee.

"The weapons lobbyists do much to sell the weapons they lobby. Bribery first."

said Kang Chul-jae as he looked at the man lying on the floor.

"By the way, isn't this guy going to die?"

"Oh! I forgot."

I forgot about my man who had got a bloodshot wound while talking to Kang Chul-jae.

The man's eyes were wide open with tears streaming down his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were torn and bleeding.

I'm sorry about this.

Jong-seok, muttered into his heart, suppressed the man's blood.

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok woke him up by pressing his blood again, looking at the man who was groaning and drooping.

"Uh!"

The man, who had been groaning and opening his eyes, quickly opened his mouth when he saw Jong-seok.

"Let me go to jail."

Jong-seok glanced at Kang Chul-jae and opened his mouth when the man spoke in English.

"That's not what I want to hear. Did MA Airlines send it?"

"That's..."

"I know most of it. And if you're afraid of the consequences, just listen and don't answer what I'm saying."

Sweep!

When Jong-seok reached out his hand and grabbed the man's wrist, fear was young in his face.

Just now, when Jong-seok had a bloodshot wound, I kept thinking that I wanted to die.

Jong-seok, who held a strong grip on the man's hand trying to pull out with a flinch, said.

"Is it MA Airlines that sent Kang Chul-jae to kill him?"

Jong-seok, who nodded at the man whose pulse was beating fast at his question, asked some questions.

Jong-seok, who only asked questions that could be divided into facts and not facts, asked.

"Are you active in Greenberry Dunde?"

When asked if he was active, Jong-seok's face was puzzled when his heart beat.

What is it? It's not a mercenary, it's an American soldier?'

He asked Jong-seok, who was looking at a man.

"Then are you in the U.S. Forces Korea?"

There is no other meaning. I was just asking if it was the U.S. military in Korea or the U.S. Forces Korea.

Jong-seok frowned at the heart beating again and pressed his body with his hands.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Looking at the unconscious man, Jong-seok saw Kang Chul-jae.

"This guy... I think he belongs to the U.S. Forces Korea."

"As expected..."

The sight of the steel material, which seemed to know something, surprised Jong-seok.

"Are you trying to kill him in the U.S. Army?"

Kang Chul-jae shook his head while looking at the man at the question of Jong-seok.

"I'm sure I've received the MA, but I don't think the U.S. military is trying to kill me."

"I'm with the U.S. Army."

"I've heard that there's a killer organization in the U.S. military in South Korea that's commissioned to kill or do things."

"Killer tissue?"

"It's a great place to hide in the U. In addition, in the case of murder, grudges and interests are first dealt with, so the USFK is not a suspect. It's hard for Korean police to do anything unless they're caught red-handed."

"Don't you know the U.S. military?"

No matter how much you bend your arms inside, the U.S. military won't be able to cover up to this.

"As far as I know, the U.S. military knows. As far as I know, there have been several attempts to capture it through internal investigation.

"But... even if I get caught, I'm claiming only personal derailment, and I'm not able to root it out."

"Hmm... well, would you rather hand him over to the USFK?"

When Kang Chul-jae nodded, Jong-seok asked.

"Oh! So what about the people we put in the car earlier?"

"They will do an investigation at the Korean police station. If we leave it to the United States, it won't help if we send it back to the United States."

When Kang Chul-jae said, Jong-seok looked at him and said,

"You said to think about all that and hand it over to the police?"

"I didn't think about that. I just thought that the Korean police should catch him because he had an accident in Korea."

"I see."

Kang Chul-jae, who nodded, took out his cell phone and called somewhere.

And began to converse in fluent English.

"How are you? It's daytime in America right now, isn't it? Well, that's good. The one who seems to be the Green Beret of the U.S. Forces Korea tried to kill me. So it looks like the organization you talked about before. You call and send the U.S. troops here to take them. This is..."

When Kang Chul-jae said his address and hung up, Jong-seok asked with curious eyes.

"Who is it?"

I'm Colonel Clark, former commander of the U.S. Forces Korea Special Forces Command.

"U.S. Brigadier general... Didn't you know about the Chinese general before?"

"My whole life as a soldier, I've known a lot of people."

Then Kang Chul-jae called Lee Sang-seop. When the crew heard they were gathered in the lobby, they took Jong-seok down.

Sanaa Greenbere has already bloodshot the stalactites, so there's no fear of running away.

Jong-seok and Kang Chul-jae, who went down to the first floor, could see former soldiers gathered in the lobby.

That's about thirty...

He told them to catch their accommodation and rest, but they did not know what would happen and remained in the lobby.

When Kang Chul-jae smiled at them and Lee Sang-seop signaled, they saluted them in a row.

"Loyalty!"

Steel was saluted to the salute of the members.

"Thank you for today."

"As a soldier who protects the Republic of Korea, it is natural to protect the people of his country."

Kang Chul-jae, who nodded at Lee Sang-seop's words, opened his mouth as he glanced at the members.

"There was a bar next to the hotel. One minute to everyone's arrival."

"One minute!"

Jong-seok laughed as the crew began to run out as they shouted.

"I think I'm gonna have a big drink tonight."

"I think we should."

Jong-seok, who followed Kang Chul-jae, who smiled and walked, began drinking with him at the pub.

And when I got a little drunk, I got a call from the U.S. military police.

When Kang Chul-jae got up on the phone call that he came to guide the criminal, Lee Sang-seop and some people got up.

Kang Chul-jae smiled and told him to drink, and only Jong-seok came into the hotel.

Kang Cheol-jae, who took a U.S. military police officer waiting in the lobby of the hotel, handed over a gun to a man who was lying down.

The military police saluted him and left the hotel with a man and a gun.