Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 389: Death of Zhu Rongyi

It was another dark night, and the drone took off in the darkness.

The drone's sensing range is large enough, but it is far beyond the security range of Daying Manor.

Cha Tae-sik hid in a building, the remote control in his hand trembling slightly. When the drone rose into the night sky, the wind blew, hiding the noise.

The light below the drone was dim and delicate, like a nocturnal insect, avoiding the strict surveillance outside the manor.

Next to him was Jeon Jae-joon. Through the images sent back by the drone, Jeon Jae-joon had a clear view of the security facilities in the manor.

The patrol's footsteps echoed in the night, and their figures cast long shadows under the lights hanging on the wall.

The surveillance cameras were like cold eyes, fixed everywhere, searching for any suspicious movements, but they could not detect the drone making the faint noise in the sky.

Che Tae-seok's delicate operation allowed the drone to avoid these "eyes" while recording the patrol team's route and camera layout.

Based on Cha Tae-sik's narration, the recorder recorded the patrol team's changing of guard time and route. Their footsteps formed regular ripples under the infrared camera.

The garden landscape in the manor looked deep and profound in the night. Che Tae-sik accurately calculated the landing point of each step, and at the same time told the recorder beside him to start planning a breakthrough route.

The security facilities in the manor are indeed far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but for the experienced Che Tae-sik, with drones as a source of intelligence, it is just a more cumbersome obstacle.

His face remained expressionless as the drone continued to move deeper, exploring every possible entry point, its camera capturing the low corners of the wall, the gaps in the vents, and even the cracks in the seemingly solid outer wall.

"Okay," Cha Tae-sik began to operate the drone back, "We need to blast the manor and the main building."

He drew circles on the picture and said, "After these parts are blown up, some parts of the main building of the villa will collapse."

Cha Tae-seok added, "Force him to come out."

"Force him to come out?" Quan Zaijun frowned. "It will be easier to attack him after he comes out, but where do you plan to attack him?"

"What if they find a few people of similar size and put on hats? Can you kill him accurately?"

"Don't we still have him?" Che Taesik pointed at Tanayon, "Let him bring people closer."

"So I'm just going to go up and sell it?" Tanayon deliberately opened his mouth wide and smiled exaggeratedly.

"are you going?"

"Go," Tanayong shrugged, "Let's compete to see who can kill Zhu Rongyi first."

Cha Tae-seok ignored him and looked at Jeon Jae-jun, "We will act tomorrow night. After we have rested well, we will prepare the equipment."

He paused, "I want a semi-automatic gun."

Jeon Jae-jun nodded seriously, "We have everything."

The next evening, Cha Tae-sik also lit a cigarette and stood in the fields in the suburbs, watching the sunset. This was a rare tranquility for him in the past few days. He looked into the distance with a calm heart.

After a long time, Cha Tae-sik drove back home and began to make final preparations.

He used a razor blade and a hair trimmer to cut his long hair, revealing his abdominal muscles on his bare upper body.

There was a hideous round wound on his back, which was the source of his pain.

Cha Tae-sik seemed to return to that moment in his mind.

That day, Cha Tae-sik was outside, preparing to choose baby shoes for his unborn child.

His wife, Kim Hyun-soo, was waiting for him in the car on the side of the road, with a peaceful and happy look on her face.

Cha Tae-seok carefully looked at the shoes in the store and finally chose a pair with white lace. After choosing the shoes and paying the bill.
He received a text message from an unknown person saying '6413'.

Cha Tae-sik called back in confusion, but the call was not connected. He walked out of the store while talking and stood at the door.

He smiled at his wife in the car and raised the baby shoes in his hand. His wife also gave him a thumbs up happily.

However, the call back was not connected. While Che Tae-seok was thinking about it, he looked at his wife who was waiting in the car.

Kim Hyun-soo waved at him, signaling him to get in the car. Che Tae-sik hung up the phone helplessly and turned around to go
A large truck crashed directly into the car Kim Hyun-soo was sitting in. The truck was pushing several cars forward with great force. Kim Hyun-soo's car was stuck in the pile of cars and was squeezed into a block of iron.

Cha Tae-sik looked at everything that happened in front of him in an instant, was stunned for a moment, and the things in his hand slipped out.

While he was at a loss, a killer with a briefcase got off the truck and shot Cha Tae-sik in the chest.

Cha Tae-sik fell to the ground, staring at his wife's car, just when the killer was about to kill him.

The NIS team members who received the intelligence finally arrived and shot the killer who was about to shoot. The accomplices who arrived ran to Cha Tae-sik who was lying in a pool of blood, shouting his name, pressing the wound on his chest, and telling him not to move.

Cha Tae-seok looked at the blood flowing out from the crack of the car door, struggling and crying heartbreakingly.
Afterwards he remembered that the so-called '6413' was the code name of the mission.

In 1998, a defense employee wanted to sell state secrets worth more than 200 million US dollars.

The mission of the special forces is to prevent the leakage of state secrets, and the key figure in carrying out the mission is Cha Tae-sik.

The operation was successful, but it also came with retaliation.

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Cha Tae-seok collected his thoughts, put on a suit, and picked up the semi-automatic pistol that Jeon Jae-joon had prepared for him.

He picked up the pistol with his right hand, put the gun body close to his ear, pushed the barrel, and listened to the familiar sound of loading.

It was like going back to the old times, listening to music I hadn’t heard for a long time.

"How is it?" Quan Zaijun looked at him and put down the heavy black box in his hand. "I prepared a semi-automatic pistol specifically according to your request."

Cha Tae-seok nodded silently without saying anything, and looked at the black box in his hand.

"This is what the president asked me to give you," Quan Zaijun said calmly as he opened the black box, revealing the black killing weapon inside.

"As for the drones, after your teaching during the day, they have learned how to control them. At least they can use them to crash into buildings and detonate explosives."

"That's enough," Che Tae-sik nodded, squatted down, and stroked the gun.

This thing is rare in special forces.
Due to the nature of their mission, although they will use these heavy weapons, they still use pistols most of the time.

"I need to get familiar with it," Cha Tae-sik looked up at Jeon Jae-joon.

"No problem," Jeon Jae-jun shrugged, "There's a special shooting range inside, it's very soundproof but there's definitely no range for this kind of shooting."

Cha Tae-sik had no other opinions, he just wanted to try the feeling of a gun.

As night fell, the moonlight was blocked by thick clouds, and the lights in Daying Manor were bright.

The buzzing sound of several drones approached, carrying explosives tied tightly.

These drones, like trained birds of prey, accurately rushed towards certain locations of the villa and the wall, which were all locations determined by Cha Tae-sik.

With several deafening explosions, flames instantly engulfed the night, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the walls of the villa, and dust and debris flew in the air.

The tranquility in the villa was interrupted by the explosion. The sharp alarm had just sounded when the sirens were blown up.

The explosions came one after another, causing pain in the eardrums.

Flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke billowed.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on one of the walls of the villa, and then with a dull collapse sound, the wall collapsed like dominoes, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Shit," Zhu Rongyi's security chief looked serious and supported Zhu Rongyi, "President, we need to evacuate!"

The lights inside flickered, illuminating Zhu Rongyi's somewhat panicked face.

Even though we are well prepared, when the time comes, everyone will still feel a little panicked.

He was surrounded by loyal security guards and began to move quickly and nervously through the messy room and leave through the emergency exit.

The security personnel nervously protected the president, their eyes wandering between the firelight and the darkness, afraid that someone would rush out.

Outside the villa, Che Tae-sik, who was lurking in the darkness, had already adjusted his posture. The cold muzzle of his gun swayed slightly with his breathing. His eyes were fixed on the group of figures. He reached out and adjusted the position of his headphones.

There were Kinmen security guards guarding around, so he could use earplugs to avoid being affected by the loud gunshots.

The manor was turning into a scorched earth, and the raging fire was like a ferocious beast, devouring all combustible things with its fangs and claws.

The scorching temperature was enough to burn even the air, and the distorted air was filled with the pungent smell of burning objects.

Zhu Rongyi stood in the ruins, his eyes staring at the manor through the firelight, his face illuminated by the flickering flames, alternating between light and dark.

Some of the original buildings still exist around here, but most of them are in ruins, quietly telling of the past in the firelight.

The panicked voices of the servants, the sound of the alarm installed in the villa, and the barking of dogs in the distance.

The firelight shone on everyone's face, and the security guards' faces were filled with anxiety.

"Madam, they have all evacuated from other roads," the security chief hugged Zhu Rongyi tightly, and the other security guards surrounded him, "President, as long as we get out of the manor, we will be safe." Although he himself was not sure, he still said this.

Zhu Rongyi was old, and his face looked particularly pale in the flickering firelight, and even his breathing and heartbeat began to rapid.

In fact, he also understood that this was most likely a trap set by Jinmen to force him to leave the safe manor.

But they had no choice. If they didn't come out, they would not survive the next explosion.

The security personnel nervously formed a circle, protecting Zhu Rongyi as they quickly walked towards the parking lot, wanting Zhu Rongyi to get into the bulletproof car.

But Cha Tae-sik, who was lying in the distance, was quietly adjusting his sight with indifference in his eyes.

His job is to create tension and expose the security team's flaws.

Of course, it would be nice if we could kill it directly.

The security guard leading the way had vigilance in his eyes. There were two more in the middle, constantly using walkie-talkies to call other security guards.

I just called out in a low and rapid voice, but there was no response from the intercom.

Zhu Rongyi tried his best to stay calm, knowing that his behavior affected the morale of the entire team.

The muzzle of Che Tae-sik's gun trembled slightly, and he could fire at any time, but his real purpose was to observe the security guard's reaction and find the smallest loophole.

He could feel his heartbeat quickening, but his finger remained steady on the trigger.

He needs to create enough threat to force the opponent to make mistakes.

The security guards' uniforms were soaked with sweat, and their eyes kept scanning the surroundings, trying to capture any unusual movements.

But night is night after all, and things in the distance cannot be seen just by the surrounding firelight.

On the contrary, the surrounding firelight made them conspicuous.

A gust of wind blew, bringing up a cloud of dust.

Che Tae-sik's pupils constricted. That was the opportunity he had been waiting for. He took a deep breath, moved his finger slightly on the trigger, and pulled the trigger.

Deafening gunshots rang out, smoke and dust billowed, followed by deadly silence.

The huge bullet was merciless, tearing through the bulletproof vest of a camp security guard and ruthlessly penetrating his abdomen.

His body suddenly paused, the expression on his face froze instantly, and even pain seemed such a luxury.

"Shit." The security guards had been reminded by Zhu Rongyi that the other side had a sniper rifle, but they were still a little afraid when facing it in person.

The security guard's hands involuntarily covered the bullet wound. He could feel the warm blood flowing out from between his fingers.

Although there was a hint of fear and unwillingness in his eyes, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide, he really had no hope of survival.

He was lying on the ground, unable to see his lower body and without the strength to lift it up. He could only feel the blood gushing out.

In the eyes of others, he was almost broken in half, with only a small part still connected, as if he had been bombarded.

He tried hard to hold back the severe pain that was about to make him faint, and tried to look up before his vision began to blur, but in the end his hand slowly fell down and drooped weakly on the cold ground.

The other security personnel of the camp nervously formed a circle, their eyes alert.

"Find shelter!" The security minister protected Zhu Rongyi tightly in the center and shouted with a pale face.

There were bunkers near them, and bullets flew by like nighthawks.

After sacrificing three lives, they did successfully reach the bunker and were able to temporarily avoid the shooting, but they did not notice that Cha Tae-sik's shooting direction was intentionally driving them in that direction.

From the main building of the villa not far away, there was another loud bang, and the flames of the explosion bloomed in the darkness, tearing the night sky apart.

"Shit." Zhu Rongyi's eyes were red. The two security guards took advantage of this opportunity and rushed towards the car.

But in the chaos, they didn't notice someone quietly sneaking into the parking area.

Immediately afterwards, Tanayon, who had activated his invincible power, began his close combat performance.

These security guards were distributed around the bunker. When they heard the first gunshot, they turned their heads and saw Tanayon in a black suit.

A black pistol and a black suit appeared silently in the darkness, and Tanayong shot and killed one man right in the head.

The movements were quick and precise, without any delay.

In order to prevent being shot at, he quickly moved close to the security members and used them as cover to avoid being shot to death.

In his other hand, he held the scimitar that he treated as a treasure, and the blade trembled slightly.

The security guards had already fought back, but they were still a step slow in their reaction. Tanayong's shooting skills were average, but he was an expert in close combat with a scimitar.

The bulletproof vests worn by the security guards can indeed block bullets, but most of the time, Tanayong uses a machete to slit throats and moves among the crowd like a ghost.

Pistols and machetes were used alternately, creating chaos in an instant.

Gunshots and shouts echoed across the square, and every pull of the trigger was just to cover the machete.

Tanayon's knife-wielding movements were smooth and graceful. Facing the fallen security guards, there was no panic on his face, but instead a crazy smile.

His eyes revealed the enjoyment of the killing and the confidence in his own skills.

In the distance, Che Tae-sik quietly looked at the bunker through the scope and shot at anyone who came out, forcing the security guards and Zhu Rongyi to stay behind the bunker.

This security team is the one with the largest number of guards under Zhu's command, with more than a dozen of them.

But now most of them fell to the ground helplessly, and the rest were struggling with Tanayon.

Zhu Rongyi leaned against the wall and saw Tanayong's figure swaying in the firelight. The security guards wanted to move away and shoot, but to do so they had to walk out of the shelter.

If you step out of the shelter, you will face even more horrific ways of death.

Zhu Rongyi pressed his phone irritably, but the signal was blocked immediately and he couldn't make a single call.

“Stop fighting, President Zhu,” Tanayon had already dealt with the security guards and slaughtered them like chickens.

The most capable security minister was still protecting Zhu Rongyi, and the two soon started fighting each other.

Two figures intertwined in the firelight, one bright and one dark.

The security minister kept using his pistol to block the swung scimitars, but every time he tried to pull the trigger, the muzzle of the gun would be hit hard, pointing upwards or towards the ground, and he could never aim at Tanayon.

Although their fight was evenly matched, Tanayon's scimitar had the upper hand in close combat, and the blade left bloody streaks on his body.

During the fight, the gun was knocked aside. A flash of panic flashed across the security minister's eyes. The moment he rushed to the pistol, Tanayon stopped with a smile.

The security minister thought that the other party had made a mistake, and when he rushed over to take back the pistol, he found that Tanayong had turned around and even waved at him casually, his back elongated in the firelight, and no one knew what he was waiting for.

Before he could aim the gun in his hand, a huge gunshot pierced the night sky again, and his head blossomed into a tragic flower of blood in the firelight.

Cha Tae-sik looked at the security chief who rushed out from the bunker and naturally shot without mercy.

Tanayong squatted in front of Zhu Rongyi and shook the blood off the knife. When he found that it was not clean, he even licked the scimitar with his tongue.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Tanayon had a crazy smile in his eyes, "Forget the offer, I'm not killing you for money?"

"What is that?" Zhu Rongyi was close to death, but he became quiet. "Loyalty?"

"A killer talking about loyalty?"

"No," Tanayong waved his hands, and reached out to touch Zhu Rongyi's old face in a disgusting way, but was slapped away by him.

"It's the excitement of killing a big shot like you," Tanayong grinned and looked at Zhu Rongyi, but Che Tae-sik's cold voice came from the earphone on one side.

"You win, deal with him quickly."

Tanayong thought of the time when he proposed to compete with Che Tae-sik to see who could kill Zhu Rongyi first, and a smile broke out on his face.

Before Zhu Rongyi could react, the sharp scimitar slashed through his body again.

The artery in his neck was cut, blood kept flowing out, and Zhu Rongyi soon lost his voice.

Before his death, Zhu Rongyi was a little worried.

What I'm worried about is not his life. After all, he has lived to such an old age and enjoyed himself for so long, so it's no big deal.

What he was worried about was still the main camp.

(End of this chapter)