Chapter 6: If a Chaebol has regressed, is there anything he can't do?

The retaliation of the Chaebol family's troublemaker has been converted to a paid release.

In the VIP room of the National Army Hospital where Lieutenant Smith is admitted.

"It's time to change the IV."

The nurse officer entered the VIP room and spoke in fluent English, and Lieutenant Smith couldn't hide his surprised look at the nurse officer's beauty. This was because the Ministry of National Defense had intentionally replaced the nurse officer, and the person who suggested replacing the nurse officer with a beautiful one was Lee Sung-soo.

'Why is she so beautiful?'

Yankees feel a peculiar charm from Asian women, and since Lieutenant Smith had spent a long time as a prisoner in a terrible situation, the short-haired nurse officer looked even more beautiful to him.

Moreover, this nurse officer was selected and dispatched from the entire Korean military, and this result came about because Lee Sung-soo's suggestion was accepted.

"I am Walker Smith II, a Yankee."

Lieutenant Smith, who introduced himself, made a joke.

"Excuse me?"

"What's your name, Nurse Officer?"

Lieutenant Smith, who had fallen in love with the nurse officer at first sight.

"Captain Jeon Ji-hyun. I'm your superior."

"I will serve you faithfully."

After giving a salute from the bed, he made an unexpected comment.

"Excuse me?"

"Captain, shall we be pen pals?"

"I'll allow your jokes up to this point. Extend your arm."

In response to Nurse Officer Jeon Ji-hyun's words, Lieutenant Smith extended his arm.

"It stings. It stings~"

* * *

Blue House dining room.

Surprisingly, the President asked me how Korea could become a powerful nation.

Although I said that I, a young person, didn't know much, the President trusted me because I had predicted the first oil shock caused by the Fourth Middle East War.

So, I told him about some of the plans I had.

"Should we pay more attention to the development of heavy industry than now?"

"Yes, I think so. Heavy industry will make the country stronger and lead to a wealthy nation. Moreover, the development of heavy industry will also promote the defense industry, allowing the Korean military to use weapons made with Korean technology, not American weapons."

The President was surprised again at my words.

This is because when the President first drank makgeolli, he said something to me, which is why I'm telling him this now.

"Promote the defense industry?"

"Yes, during the Vietnam War, the M-16 rifle provided by the U.S. did not fit the Korean soldiers' physique. If possible, I think we should develop our own standard rifle. From there, we should develop tanks and fighter jets with domestic technology."

"Is that really possible?"

"If you, Mr. President, thought it was impossible, the Gyeongbu Expressway and Pohang Steel would not have been built. I think it's something we must do."

"Seong-su, how can you have such great ideas?"

"Please consider it the imagination of a barefoot boy."

"No, it's something we must do, as you say. And?"

"This is a really unrealistic imagination, but after the heavy industry is developed, we should promote the petrochemical industry and ultimately mobilize the nation's capabilities for the electronics industry."

"Ultimately, the electronics industry?"

"Yes, Mr. President. Unfortunately, Korea's electronics industry technology is not advanced enough to even make a television with domestic technology."

"That's true."

"Korea has no resources, so I think the development of new technology is the first button to push for a wealthy nation. We shouldn't think of electronic products as just household consumables."

"Why?"

"Because electronic devices may be included in all products produced by humans in the future."

"That could be true, as everything is possible with imagination."

"Mr. President, the military radio, which is a telephone with the line removed, is installed there."

"Yes."

"If the size of the military radio is reduced, it could be used for civilian purposes, couldn't it?"

Am I saying something too ahead of my time?

"Carrying a telephone? Hahaha!"

He laughed, thinking it was absurd.

"There was a time when people thought rabbits lived on the moon."

The moon was an unknown world to humans.

But on July 20, 1969, the U.S. finally landed on the moon.

The imagination of going to the moon became a reality.

"Yes."

"Imagination becomes reality."

The President's eyes changed dramatically at my words.

Knock knock!

At that moment, a knock was heard.

"Seong-su."

"Yes, Mr. President."

"Let's talk about the 500 won note and the moon rabbit story later."

"Yes, Mr. President."

It seems the commander of the Agency for National Security Planning has arrived.

Then, the chief secretary entered the dining room.

Behind him, the commander of the Agency for National Security Planning looked tense.

"I have come at the call of the President. I am loyal!"

The commander of the Agency for National Security Planning stood at attention and saluted the President, who was drinking makgeolli.

"Commander of the Agency for National Security Planning."

"Yes, Mr. President."

"I have to say something unrealistic, but I don't want you to take it as unrealistic."

"I will follow."

The commander of the Agency for National Security Planning answered immediately.

"I still don't like the fact that the brave sons of Korea are being forcibly dispatched to the Vietnam War."

Is he being sincere?

No, he isn't.

"If the Korean military withdraws from the Vietnam War, the U.S. military will try to withdraw from Korea. This could lead to a miscalculation by Kim Il-sung."

If we go to war with North Korea now?

The U.S. military, struggling in the quagmire of the Vietnam War, might not be dispatched to a second Korean War.

Why?

Because massive anti-war protests are already strongly underway in the U.S.

"That's why I'm saying something unrealistic."

The President said this and looked at me.

"Seong-su, you explain the rest to the commander."

The commander of the Agency for National Security Planning seemed surprised that the President called me by my name with a caring look.

"Yes, Mr. President."

After speaking to the President, I looked at the commander of the Agency for National Security Planning.

"The Agency for National Security Planning should lead the protests against the dispatch to the Vietnam War."

"Sir."

At that moment, the President called the commander of the Agency for National Security Planning.

"Yes, Mr. President."

"Seong-su, or rather, Sergeant Lee Sung-soo, and my special advisor, I want you to actively support him."

Support?

He's telling me to command this operation.

"Mr. President."

"Will college students across the country believe me? Will they believe my sincerity? That's why Seong-su is the right person. Help him well."

"Yes, I understand. Mr. President!"

The commander of the Agency for National Security Planning had no choice but to answer the President's order.

'Am I a special advisor?'

The President's words are absolute.

That's why I'm surprised.

"Remember, this is a top-secret operation. The U.S. military and those CIA rats must not know."

I also learned how the President views the U.S. CIA.

'I'm being sent to the front lines.'

* * *

VIP room of the National Army Hospital.

A New York State Senator arrived at the National Army Hospital to meet his son, Smith.

I met the Senator with Lieutenant Smith.

"Smith, the Korean youth who saved you is this one?"

After the emotional reunion, the Senator, curious about the details, asked Lieutenant Smith.

-Age: 62

-Occupation: U.S. Senator for New York State

-Abilities: Opportunistic sense

-Special Note: Could become a Democratic presidential candidate depending on the situation.

'Special note depending on the situation?'

Is the Senator's sudden situation me?

And does the hidden meaning of the possibility of becoming a Democratic presidential candidate mean he can't become the U.S. President?

In fact, there has never been a U.S. President named Walker Smith, either in the past or in the future.

But since I have regressed as Lee Sung-soo, no one knows what butterfly effect this will create.

'What's clear is.'

In the semi-transparent plane I can see, Senator Walker Smith is marked in a green color with a strong blue hue, indicating he is close to an ally.

'Smith Junior is.'

He appears in a perfect blue color to my eyes.

Of course, there is no red-marked presence in this VIP room or the surrounding space.

"Without Seong-su's sacrifice, I would have died under the torture of the communists in the hell of Vietnam."

The Chief Secretary of the Blue House and the highest-ranking Korean military officials are also present.

'Smith, thank you so much.'

Smith is saying this to ensure I receive better treatment after he leaves for the U.S.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, the one who saved me from certain death was my friend, Seong-su."

In fact, Smith is a U.S. officer, and I am a Korean soldier. We became friends because we were in the same position as prisoners.

Hearing Smith's words, his father, the U.S. Senator, approached me and hugged me tightly.

"Son, you are like a brother to me."

All of Smith's words are being conveyed to the Chief Secretary of the Blue House and the Korean military generals through an interpreter.

'In North Vietnam, it was always the worst situation.'

But overcoming the worst situation has led to the best situations.

"Smith, if you are like a brother to me, then you are also my son. Is your name Seong-su?"

"Yes."

"Call me Godfather from now on."

Suddenly, I can call a U.S. Senator with considerable influence in politics my Godfather.

As the soul of Chairman Lee Seo-jin, I know better than anyone the immense relationship between a Godfather and a Godson in an Irish political dynasty.

"Thank you, Godfather."

When I immediately called him Godfather, the Senator looked at me intently.

"If you have any wishes, tell me. I will do what I can immediately, and I will solve difficult matters as quickly as possible."

It seems that because Lieutenant Smith and his father are of Irish descent, they have a fiery side.