While walking on a trail, Moon Jae-Hyun turned his head toward Jeon Dae-Geuk. “Isn’t it too risky?”

“Once Japan imposes economic sanctions as well, we will be left with no other choice. Didn’t you say that you’ll approve preemptive strikes anyway?”

“I’m simply worried about the risks the soldiers will have to take. This operation is so dangerous that it would be difficult for them to return even if they accomplish their objectives. Even if someone will be helping them in China, they will still be in downtown Beijing, and once that man achieves his goal, they can easily disregard our soldiers.”

“I need you to trust Ambassador Lanok about that matter. He’s connected with Mr. Kang Chan, and he was the one who suggested this operation in the first place.”

“Even if so, we should still consider the fact that this operation has a low chance of succeeding.”

“Mr. President.”

Moon Jae-Hyun glanced at Jeon Dae-Geuk.

“China has directly sent their troops to our golf course and our Presentation hall. Please allow us to launch the preemptive strike,” Jeon Dae-Geuk said.

“I’m not afraid of launching the preemptive strike. I’m afraid that I could be agreeing to our people sacrificing their precious lives just because I want to hold onto the Presidency longer. Will Kang Chan be commanding this operation as well?”

“Yes, Mr. President.”

“He met with Chairperson Huh Ha-Soo, gave us information about Japan’s plan to impose economic sanctions, and is now planning to command the Chinese intelligence agency’s operation. We’re depending on Kang Chan for everything.”

“Mr. President, if Japan places economic sanctions as well this coming Monday, then you’re definitely going to be impeached.”

That was rude, but Moon Jae-Hyun was still calm.

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