The Korean Intercept
“Since 1945, castings of the president, and heroes of the People's Army, had displaced the prior tradition of religious sculptures depicting Buddha. Sergeant Bol was ushered into the office by an orderly. He found his commanding officer staring at the telephone on his desk, as if contemplating a troubling conversation that had just transpired.Bol saluted. "You sent for me, sir?"Sung absently returned the salute. His uniform was heavily starched and pressed as ever, but there was about him an air... of distraction. He did not take his eyes from the telephone. His eyes were filled with displeasure."Sergeant, in my years as an officer I have never been reprimanded as severely as just before you walked in."Bol was taken slightly aback, wholly unaccustomed to anything resembling personal dialogue with his commander."The shuttle?"Sung raised his eyes, regaining his standard arrogant aloofness. "But of course. What else would so concern the Central Committee in Pyongyang at a time like this? They are displeased because we have failed to locate either the shuttle or Chai Bin and his cutthroats.""Sir, patrols are continuing the search.""But without success." Sung rapped his desktop with a clenched fist, a most unusual show of emotion from him.MoreLess
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