Awakened as a Superman

{ good luck to some }

“It was a lot of hard work getting everyone together.”

US Vice President.

He said looking around at the faces of the National Security Council (NSC).

All hard faces.

Emergency ministers and key officials looked to the vice president.

“I had a hard time coming here without knowing where I was going.”

When the Secretary of State took the word, the Secretary of Defense continued to speak in a sullen tone.

“It’s… a situation I couldn’t have imagined.”

“Is this place safe?”

The National Security Adviser, who oversees the National Security Council, answered the Justice Minister’s question.

“It’ll be fine here, because it’s a place that doesn’t reveal itself at all.”

But his words sounded like he lacked confidence in some way.

“Hmm… that we can’t operate the National Emergency Response Room, which is located in the basement of the White House… You can’t use an already exposed place when you have no idea how the president was assassinated?”

To the justice minister’s words, which sounded like a rebuke, the national security adviser responded with a firm face.

“That’s right.”

The vice president watched the scene.

he thought to himself.

‘Maybe even national security… I don’t know if the information was released without any thought. Was it too democratic?’

Not only the Oval Office, which is the President’s Oval Office, but also the National Emergency Response Situation Room in the basement of the White House, all of them are exposed to the press.

Why did I fall into such complacency?

It’s because I’ve never been

Because I really didn’t think it would happen.

As there was a moment of silence in the seat, the vice president hardened his face and opened his mouth.

“As you may have heard, we are just on our way from declaring a national emergency.”

“yes.”

“The unprecedented thing has happened. Everyone will have to come to his senses and run state affairs in the future.”

asked the Secretary of State.

“How the hell did President Liam die?”

It was because they also had not heard anything properly other than what they had heard on TV.

At the glance of the chief of staff, the video started playing on the screen.

“Ugh…!?”

“Oh!”

“This… what?”

Feelings of surprise and disbelief soon soared.

Their reaction was met by the Vice President’s reaffirmation of the word.

“The President of the United States of America was brutally beheaded in his Oval.”

“Well…”

“This video… is it real?”

Then, the chief of the Secret Service, who received a glance from the chief of staff, answered.

“We are analyzing the possibility of a fake video. However, for now, we are judging it to be a real video.”

“On the basis?”

“The image of the president before the incident and at the time of discovery is consistent with the video.”

“Then is it really that he… the head… was cut off to death?”

“That’s right.”

“…”

The energy of anger in the eyes of the left.

He wasn’t just murdered.

Like civilians captured by terrorists, the President of the United States has been beheaded.

The defense minister asked in a cold tone.

“Then any clues about the pleural effusion?”

The answer that flowed out was the expected word.

“I haven’t found it yet.”

“Then there is no evidence other than the claim of the unidentified terrorist group that they said they killed on the air?”

“We are working hard on collecting and analyzing.”

The Vice President, who was listening, opened his mouth.

“Director of National Intelligence (DNI).”

“Yes.”

A man opens his mouth at the call and turns around.

He is the chief intelligence officer of the United States, who oversees intelligence for 16 intelligence agencies, including the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA), the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), and the National Security Agency (NSA).

“I will grant full authority and responsibility for the investigation into the assassination of the president. I will mobilize all intelligence agencies to produce results as quickly as possible.”

“All right.”

“Director of the Secret Service.”

“Yes.”

“Let him cooperate fully.”

“All right.”

On the outside, the chief of staff maintains a calm complexion.

Checking the atmosphere around him, he thought to himself.

The head of national intelligence is under the direct control of the president, but is outside the management of the chief of staff.

In other words, the management of the president’s assassination was out of his hands.

Perhaps it is inappropriate to entrust the investigation to the most responsible person in the case.

Therefore, it is a reasonable decision to lower the head of the Secret Service to a second term.

But somehow this feeling.

This cheap feeling.

The chief of staff shook his head.

‘How long will it last?’

The initiative for the investigation will gradually shift to that side.

Now there will be no reason for me to be in the middle.

If I were to continue to lead the situation, I needed a brace to support me, but that was gone.

Rather than retaining this power now, it is fortunate that it is not thrown out.

Fortunately, the vice president had no special authority, but he had a good relationship with him.

Of course, it was also because of his strong position.

‘If he wasn’t good at it, wouldn’t he have a bad relationship? I wouldn’t have had any reason to respect him… ‘

The chief of staff looked at the vice president as he spoke.

How long has the president been dead, and it feels like he’s already taking control of the crowd.

The chief of staff cleared his dizzy mind and vowed.

Power has already passed to the Vice President.

It remains to be seen how quickly he can establish himself, but in the end everything will go his way.

So the vice president must not let him down.

It has to show its use.

“Then see you at the next meeting.”

After the meeting was over, the chief of staff approached the vice president.

He bowed his head and whispered in his opponent’s ear.

“Vice President. Take a moment…”

As they left their seats one by one, the chief of staff spoke in a quiet voice.

“Vice President.”

“Something?”

“Initiate martial law.”

If the emergency ministers at the meeting had heard of this, most of them would surely have reacted by surprise.

This is because the United States never imposed martial law during World War I and World War II.

Because the mainland of America has never been engulfed in the blaze of war.

However, the vice president does not show any change in expression.

he asked in a calm tone.

“Um… If martial law was imposed across the country, would it be the first time since President Lincoln?”

The chief of staff looked at him like that and answered.

“Yes. That’s right. The Civil War was the first and last. Then it was the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, because at that time, martial law was only in Hawaii.”

The Vice President glanced up at the Chief of Staff and asked.

“Any chance that Congress will bet on something else?”

“I wonder if it will be the case even in such a situation, but of course it is highly likely. The Democratic Party will want to reverse the situation that has been pushed back by this opportunity. . Only then will the regime change be certain.”

The vice president looked at the face of the chief of staff as he spoke.

That’s quite predictable even if you don’t listen to him.

But listening to it now, it feels different.

The word “regime change” comes to mind.

Because that means you have to get out of this place right now.

“So, what if we proceed with martial law?”

The chief of staff shone inwardly at the reaction of the vice president.

His proposal is paying off.

“There will be a heated debate in the parliament. Whether to pass martial law or not. Public opinion will also be important. In terms of public sentiment, there will be strong opposition at first.”

“You mean it’s highly unlikely?”

“Public opinion is important, and it will be greatly affected by the political situation in the future. “I didn’t do anything alone, because then it will be clear who has what powers. This is the most effective way to evoke the atmosphere, both externally and internally.”

* * *

The Vice President leaves the secret meeting room in his car.

he stared out the window

‘Why didn’t we talk about it separately? Martial law.’

Even though it is a meeting composed of only a very small number of key people, considering the topic, it is sensitive to mention it as the agenda of the meeting.

‘Well. Still, I could have brought it up during the meeting.’

If so, the chief of staff would have been able to raise his own presence.

I myself would have known that.

but it didn’t do that.

‘Chief of Staff… Indeed, you are quick to read the situation. Are you already trying to change the line?’

The idea of invoking martial law.

He doesn’t have that presence on his own, he’s passing it on to me.

why?

Because the power is in my hands.

The image of him bowing his head politely to himself, unlike a while ago, comes to mind.

‘Would you like to try it for a while?’

The Vice-President left the road with a glad heart.

* * *

“Hyung. It’s only been one day. It seems like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”

Yang Gwang opened the door and came out to greet Yuhan Wol with a bright face.

“That’s right. A lot of hard work.”

“What. My brother and Brian had a hard time.”

Yang Gwang-gwang, who looked at the two with a smile, turned his gaze to the side and opened his mouth.

“Hello. My name is Yang Gwang.”

“It’s Hanwi.”

“Juu-chang.”

“Come in. Bert and Dana have arrived and are waiting for you now.”

Upon entering, I saw the two of them sitting on the sofa in the living room with Aiden.

“Good job.”

Aiden, who approached Yuhan-wol and Brian and patted them on the shoulder, then speaks to the two people next to them.

“Nice to meet you. Zhuuchang. Hanwi. I am Aiden. I am leading here.”

Because they were on their way to meet the boss, they both seemed to be paying close attention to him.

Following Aiden’s guidance, they approached the sofa and sat down.

“You’ve arrived. Good job.”

“came?”

Bertrand and Dana also greeted them with short greetings.

Yuhan-wol approached, nodded his head slightly, greeted him with eyes, and sat down.

“I’ll see you again soon.”

Dana looked at Yuhan Wol like that and gave a brief greeting.

Then he looked at her and asked.

“Isn’t the road going to be uncomfortable?”

It was Yuhan Wol, who was worried about Dana’s comeback.

Because she had to return by boat with Bertrand.

Yuhan-wol and Brian decided to depart by plane as they had entered China.

This was a measure to avoid unnecessary suspicion.

Zhou Chang and Han Yu also came on a plane with them.

There could be more people on the boat, but it was decided that it was not good considering the situation in the bay.

Because the relationship has not been established yet.

So, even if something unpleasant happened, Bertrand was able to subdue it, or at least it was an arrangement that was considered so that there would be no problem in withdrawing his body.

However, from the standpoint of Dana, who has fallen alone, it may have been a matter of inner anxiety.

Moreover, even after arriving in Korea, they had to move in a closed space to prevent exposure of the location of the base.

It was Yuhan Wol’s question posed against such a background, and her expression was unexpectedly bright.

“Yeah. It was a good experience. The stealth boat was cool too…”

As Dana spoke, she glanced at Bertrand on the other side.

It wasn’t just the boat that was cool.

His powers unfolded before her eyes.

Big black wings that sprouted from Bertrand’s back when they boarded a boat in China.

Zhou Chang and Han Yu were silently listening to her.

It was because each of them had their own experiences when they came.

Forged passports, facilities I saw while coming here, and cars.

There was nothing special about it.