Codename Anastasia Reannaq 1

Codename Anastasia Author: reannaq Published: 2023
'Kwon Taek-ju', an ace agent of the NIS, is dispatched to Moscow to find out
the identity of 'Anastasia', a deadly weapon that Russia and North Korea
are secretly working on. The NIS assigns a local intelligence source named
'Zhenya' as a partner to him, who is the first to dispatch to Russia. 'Zhenya',
who seems to be in close contact with Russian political and business
figures as well as the underworld mafia, always pretends to be relaxed and
cheerful, but suddenly reveals his tyrannical nature, making it impossible to
relax even for a moment. Meanwhile, 'Zhenya' begins to take a special
interest in 'Kwon Taek-ju', who doesn't know how to break through any storm. Introduction
Name: CodeName Anastasia
Status for Novel: Finished, 4 volumes +1 extra
Background/Field: Contemporary Novel/Spy Story/Battle Romance/Third Person POV.
Novel available at: Ridibooks (In volume form only. ) -Pair V. Information:
Jenya: A self-proclaimed Russian arms dealer. He is a human being driven
only by his own self-interest who possesses an overwhelming physique, is
domineering, and has a destructive streak.
*Kwon Taekju: An on-site agent of the National Intelligence Service (NIS).
Physically and mentally strong, with a strong personality and addicted to individualism.
When you want to see an elite agent glowing with a 100% mission
accomplishment rate get stabbed by his subordinate, a maniac younger than him.
Each Volume will be in this story. Cover Author: reannaq Published: 2023 1.1 Foreword 1.2 Foreword 1.3 Foreword 2.1 New Mission 2.2 New Mission 2.3 New Mission 2.4 New Mission 2.5 New Mission 2.6 New Mission 2.7 New Mission 2.8 New Mission 3.1 The Nuclear Man 3.2 The Nuclear Man 3.3 The Nuclear Man 3.4 The Nuclear Man 3.5 The Nuclear Man 4.1 Trans-Siberian Railway 4.2 Trans-Siberian Railway 4.3 Trans- Siberian Railway 4.4 Trans-Siberian Railway 4.5 Trans-Siberian Railway 5.1 Twilight 5.2 Twilight 5.3 Twilight 5.4 Twilight 5.5 Twilight 5.6 Twilight 6.1 Counterattack 6.2 Counterattack 1.1 Foreword Premiere ^^
7:49 p.m. Busan International Port.
Sailing preparations were in full swing on the pier where darkness was
falling. A 5,000-ton auxiliary ferry revealed its majesty in the flickering light
of the streets. That liner, which departed once a day, will arrive in
Shimonoseki, Japan, tomorrow morning.
The gateway closed after the early shipping deadline. After finishing last-
minute shipments, the crane also quietly withdrew. As if waiting for the
signal, all lights in the terminal were turned off, and all activity was buried in
the silence of the night. Only the large ferry floated on the rippling black sea.
Inside, there was a totally different atmosphere. Those who had stayed in
their rooms, not coming out all night deserved a prize. Most passengers
were busy looking around the ship with excited faces, gathering in the
corridors or at large tables to drink alcohol or capture every moment with a
camera. Wherever people gathered, sounds of laughter and happy faces overflowed.
The cold and windy deck seemed to have its own beauty. Expectations and
enthusiasm for the journey that was about to begin were causing riots constantly, everywhere.
In that place stood Kwon Taekju. His appearance with a casual suit and
messy hair seemed far away from the wealthy atmosphere of those around
him. However, his extremely bored expression was no different from theirs.
It was certainly not the face of the person who occupied the most expensive suite in the place.
From time to time, he would roll up his sleeves to check the time.
Something strange was felt in his eyes that followed the second hand of the
clock. It was eight o'clock. A long pause to announce the ship's departure broke the sea.
Kwon stepped out onto the balcony accordingly.
Standing on a separate balcony, the lower deck could be seen from above.
Tourists were still busy taking pictures. It would be difficult to get a single
picture properly when it was so dark, but he steadily pressed the shutter
anyway while watching the constant movement with indifference. Suddenly,
there was a small mechanical sound in his left ear. Someone's voice began to be heard clearly.
[- What do you think, how do you feel enjoying the romantic night sea?]
"It's not bad. It's noisy, chaotic, and boring."
A soft smile broke out from the person behind the intercom in his ear.
Meanwhile, Kwon's eyes were on the deck of the ship, carefully observing
each person passing by. No one was particularly noticeable. "Report."
[-Communicate with Kim Younghee, and Security Department official Lee
Cheoljin, both have been confirmed as passengers on board. Lee Cheoljin
is undercover as a Chinese national. Our informants state that he will most
likely depart for China as soon as he arrives in Japan. Kim Younghee has
booked a ferry to depart tomorrow night from Shimonoseki).
"Then I'll get in touch before I arrive." He muttered to himself and stepped off the balcony.
[- Are you going to move from the other side now?]
Kwon left the room and replied as he walked down an empty hallway.
"Those who are good at playing hide and seek are never brave enough."
If the targets were to contact each other, it would be the right time. It would
be more noticeable to use it when there were few people.
Jumping up a couple of spiral stairs, he saw a group of people gathered in
front of the restaurant on the second floor. He checked each side as he
passed them, but, once again, no one stood out. Kwon gave a brief
instruction as he descended the stairs leading down to the lobby of the second floor. "Call me."
The phone rang at once, but he left it unattended for a few moments so that
the vibrating sound continued a couple of times. It wasn't until halfway down
the stairs that he picked up the phone.
"Hello." He continued the deep conversation with his silent companion. No
one looked at him with suspicion or curiosity. A man talking aimlessly didn't
seem to be suspicious to anyone.
For some time, a woman passed behind him. The collar of her stiff coat was
uncomfortable to look at. Catching her prey, Kwon's deep-set eyes followed her noiselessly.
The woman passed by the information desk and approached the vending
machine next to the elevator and stood in front of it for a long time while
apparently choosing something to drink. When someone else passed by on
the way, she gave up her work, standing completely still.
The woman took out a thousand-yen bill only after there was silence again.
Despite her long agony, all she chose was a green tea. The change fell out
and the drink spilled with a dull sound, the woman just took it quite naturally.
Then, she packed up her small change and returned to the second floor.
Kwon Taekju pretended not to see the woman, and the woman was also not
particularly aware of his presence. 1-Objective, approaching)
After the woman disappeared without a trace, the voice from the intercom caught his attention. "Well, see you later."
After the usual greeting, she ended the brief call. At that moment, a man
emerged from the shared room behind the lobby, and donning a navy blue
cap, headed for the vending machine.
As he checked his pockets for some coins, he looked around cautiously
again and again, as if his target was not a drink, but something else,
something that, for a person with no ulterior motives was an overly cautious attitude.
It wasn't long before the man brought a hundred-yen coin to the slot.
At that moment, an arm suddenly reached over the man's shoulder and a
click sounded. It was a familiar noise, the same noise a coin makes when it
passes through a narrow slot. However, the hand of the man in the navy
blue cap still held a hundred-yen coin. Suddenly, the hand, reaching ahead
of the man, selected and pressed a drink. "..What."
It was after the navy blue cap man recognized the situation, that a heavy
canned drink rattled and fell. The man hurriedly grabbed Kwon Taekju's
hand, when he was supposed to head for the product outlet. At the
unexpected situation, a great embarrassment arose on his face, accompanied with a shout.
"What are you doing, you punk bastard?"
"The indecisive man does not seem to be able to make a decision. If I had
to wait any longer, I'd go crazy."
He replied cheekily as he held up his hand. There was a deep sense of
incongruity in his suspicious tone. There was no sign of regret anywhere on
the smiling face. So much so that he seemed to be picking a fight.
Something... not right. He had a very reluctant feeling. Instincts usually
sense danger one step ahead of us, and in this situation, they seemed to be alerting him.
The man's eyebrows twitched. The angry expression left his rigid face, a
sign of youthful impatience. His breathing became even more violent, a cold sweat forming on his forehead. "Hey!"
In the next instant, the man in the navy blue cap approached the vending
machine, first, trying to secure things. In a second, he grabbed the lid of the
can that had come out, but it fell to the ground. Kwon stepped on the lid without hesitation. "Argh!"
A scream erupted from the man with his hand on the ground. Kwon still
wore a calm expression, as if there was no problem at all. "'Fucking bastard!"
After that series of provocations, the man grabbed Kwon Taekju by the
neck. His glaring eyes were shining with anger, however, Kwon didn't even
raise an eye. He just took turns to look at the man's clothes and face alternately from time to time.
The strangely relaxed attitude made the man frown. He gripped the man's
wrist holding his leg tightly, the relaxed movement seemed to imprint his
opponent's every action. The body under the man's eyes twisted, both eyes
that were directed at Kwon Taekju were now looking at his wrist. Even if at
first he tried to ignore it, he felt such a merciless force that he couldn't help
but squirm. At the same time, he was convinced that he was helpless.
Kwon Taekju looked at the newly gathered crowd of spectators and muttered sarcastically.
"Oh my gosh, I hate to draw attention to myself, do you understand, Mr. Lee
Cheoljin? All of us in this business are like that."
As soon as he was called by his real name, the man's face, blotched with
irritation, turned noticeably pale. At that moment, he was able to identify Kwon Taekju.
Passengers continued to flock and suddenly surrounded the two before
they knew it. The best thing about the shows was the fights, so I had a
strange anticipation for the faces that followed the commotion. There was
nothing better than taking more time because the rat in the corner had
already fallen for the trap and taken the bait. If he exerted more pressure,
he didn't know what kind of unexpected reaction Lee Cheoljin would have.
If civilian damage occurred, it was unlikely they would be caught, it would be
covered by a page or two of written apology.
Kwon pulled him tightly. At that moment, a laugh burst out from Lee Cheoljin. "...long time no see, agent."
Apparently, he could no longer continue to impersonate his identity.
When it is revealed, operatives have only two options. Suicide by ingesting
poisonous drugs prepared in advance, or escaping even using force. He
could not throw away the things he had secured that way, so this time, he
had to choose the second option.
Lee Cheoljin reached into his coat, and in the blink of an eye, he reached
up and grabbed Kwon by the hollow of his neck, leaving the back of his
neck against the vending machine, but he also stumbled, unable to
overcome the impact. At that moment, he struck his arm and grabbed the gun.
Due to the sudden appearance of the firearm, the crowd of onlookers
retreated with a shout. Kwon kicked his hip with all his might, Lee Cheoljin's
body fell face down on the ground by himself, resting one hand on his head,
not being able to hold it upright due to the shock.
Meanwhile, Kwon opened the lid of the vending machine and took out the
USB that the previous woman had left behind. According to intelligence, this
one would have contained advanced information equivalent to state secrets. "Wait a minute, please!"
At that moment, a crew member approached them as they struggled. He
seemed to have received a situation report. Kwon inadvertently looked at
him, and suddenly, he heard a somber voice.
"From my knowledge, there is no law preventing you from passing."
At that, he turned his head away from an ominous omen. Immediately, his
gaze met Lee Cheoljin, his eyes gleaming strangely.
This startled him, and immediately, he found a crew member asking what was going on. "-Agh!"
It happened in an instant. Lee Cheoliin wrapped his arm around the crew
member's neck and pulled him in. Holding a gun in the opposite hand. "Ahhhh!" "-Ahhhh!"
The passengers scattered like sparkling blades. Kwon Taekju was the only one who stood still.
Kwon Taekju bit his lower lip, an old habit. When things were going well, he
used to feel uncomfortable. It was because he was said to be like a dog,
there were many cases where the aftertaste was not good enough. At that
point, there was no more way out.
Lee Cheoliin moved the gun with his hand wrapped around the hostage's neck.
From the crewman, a loud scream erupted. Kwon scratched his head as if he was in trouble. "'Bring him in."
He reached out and demanded, the gun sticking closer and closer to the hostage's neck.
Kwon just watched and didn't react at all, causing Lee Cheoljin to wave his
outstretched hand with an impatient look. He even wanted to scream:
"'Hurry up!" He was fed up with the hostage's movements and face. His
gasping breaths in between sobs made him agitated.
Kwon looked at the USB in his hand and threw it without regret, dropping it
to the ground after hitting the hostage's body. Lee Cheoljin, who reflexively
tried to bow, quickly changed his mind. Instead, he had the hostage pick up the fallen object.
The hostage grabbed the USB with his trembling hand and wet pants, this
from the crisis of desperation he was suffering. Unable to stand up properly,
Lee Cheoljin forcibly lifted him, grabbed the object, and began to slowly back away.
Then, Kwon slowly moved his body. Every time his target took a step, the
hostage's safety seemed inconclusive.
Let's take a step and get closer. At the sight of him, his voice cracked with embarrassment. "Don't follow me!"
But the threat didn't work at all. Every time he took a step, she followed him
without fail. Although there was some distance between the two, the
nervousness of the pursued side was indescribable. "Stop now!" "Come out-save me!"
The hostage rubbed his hands together and pleaded. The urine that was
wetting his pants now dripped to the floor. As if time had stopped for a
moment, the movement and noise stopped.
Lee Cheoljin took a step back as if to confirm, but Kwon Taekju was still
following him. His actions were driving him crazy. The hostage's blood seemed invisible in his ears.
"You little bastard, can't you hear me, I told you to stop!"
It was useless, even if he had a bad temper. It was hard to find room for
compromise in Kwon's face. Even if the hostage's life was in danger, he
would not retreat. What was clear was that the moment the hostage ran out
of breath, Lee Cheoljin himself would not be safe. It was all implied in his look of calm and pressure. "Hey..."
He quickly abandoned the confrontation and pushed the hostage away,
climbing the stairs at the back. Kwon set the fallen hostage aside and chased after him.
When he went up to the second floor, a crowd of people swarmed from the
terrace entrance, so he turned around and headed straight for him. Lee
Cheoljin, who was running away quickly, appeared in his sight. Kwon
Taekju did not run, his strides were a little wider and somewhat accelerated.
But there was no reason to be impatient anyway, the ship was in a vast
ocean, and his target was like a rat trapped in a jar.
As he followed the fleeing man in a hurry, his hair fluttering in the strong sea
breeze, coupled with his appearance, created a strange sense of intimidation.
[-Hey, I just received a report from the Ferry Lieutenant for the coast guard,
stating that there is an armed man on board. What's going on there?)
Suddenly, the voice came from the intercom in his ear.
"I'll talk about that later. I'm going to be a little busy."
Kwon Taekju faced him, who had finally reached the railing. Soon, a sound
was heard on the communicator, but it was turned off without hesitation. As
a result, only the two men remained on the hectic deck.
Lee Cheoljin looked out into the dark sea vaguely, his hand holding the
railing was clenched. Meanwhile, Kwon Taekju steadily reduced the
distance. Being pushed to the limit, he brandished his weapon in the air. It
was a desperate gesture, of someone trying with all his might to flee.
However, this meant nothing. The moment you show your fear to your
opponent, any threat loses its power. "Don't do it!" 1.2 Foreword
He approached Lee Cheoljin, who was struggling. Both people, who were
alternately looking at the black, winding sea, broke the silence of the air with a gun. "I said no!" He shouted.
Kwon pulled out his Colt pistol with a serious expression. At that moment,
the man in front of him lay on his back on a piece of scrap metal.
Lee Cheoljin, who was fidgeting, suddenly stopped looking at him. His eyes
groped somewhere behind Kwon Laekju.
The next moment, with an explosive sound, flames burst from the muzzle of
Kwon's gun. The fired bullet pierced the target with precision.
However, it was not Lee Cheoljin who was knocked down screaming. It was Kim
Younghee, who approached him silently.
His ivory coat dyed blood red, Younghee sat up, holding his injured right
hand. His Colt fell and struck a bullet in the air. However, it was unknown
whether it was Kwon Taekju or Lee Cheoljin, who was discovered, the real target the gun was aimed at.
Kwon straightened his head again. At that moment, Lee Cheoljin threw a
knife and stood on his back, taking a deep breath as he held on to the
railing. Naturally, his shoulders lifted and his back swelled up.
As soon as a bad feeling crossed his mind, Lee Cheoljin's body, which was
barely attached to the railing, fell out of the ship.
Kwon ran toward the railing in strides. But even before he got there, the
sound of his fall rang in his ears. Looking down, one side of the black sea water opened up.
He searched for Lee Cheoljin while moving his eyes all over the place, but
he was nowhere to be seen, so he waited a little longer. Then, a head rose from the waves.
Jumping from that height was like an act of suicide.
However, as if mocking that thought, a ship, which rather, on closer
inspection, was an old wooden fishing boat, suddenly appeared,
approaching with all the lights off.
More than just a boat, this has all the appearance of having evaded the
research agency's surveillance network.
The wooden boat buried in the darkness gradually approached Lee
Cheoljin, who seemed to have hit the back of his head.
Perhaps that was the real escape route. To focus his attention on his ticket
back to another location and evaporate into the ocean as soon as they delivered what he needed.
Kwon fired immediately, however, it was not easy to shoot at a ship that
could hardly be seen. Although strictly a target, the problem is
problems becomes more complicated if it is sent to a target. If it had been
approved to kill in the first place, it would not have gotten this far.
The purpose of this operation was to be the source of South Korean
operatives who were established in South Korea for a long time,
They seized important social assets and stole state secrets. There would be
more than one or two people who agreed with them and took care of them.
It was obvious, the stem could not be cut before the roots could be dug up.
Meanwhile, the ferry continued to move, widening the distance from the
fishing boat. A man at the wheelhouse of the fishing boat appeared to pull
Lee Cheoljin onto the boat, who was first taking off his wet coat.
Of course. Several buoyancy devices were all over his body.
On the moving boat, Lee Cheoljin raised his arm as if he was booing. His
face guaranteed certain victory.
He laughed out loud, then wiped the smile off his face. Kwon, who quickly
turned around, approached Kim Younghee, who was lying on the floor.
Kim Younghee trembled from the throbbing pain in his hand. But still, he
pulled out something with all his might. It was a deadly poison. Kwon Taekju
hit his neck with his hand as the guy tried to commit suicide. From the blow.
Younghee lost consciousness, but he would wake up later. Then, he took
his left hand and twisted it, placing it behind his back.
When he looked down unintentionally, he could see a ring on her ring
finger. It had a few scratches on it, which appeared to be recent.
"Are you wearing a nice ring? What a coincidence, it will even match this bracelet."
Sarcastically, I pull out the handcuffs. which clenched with a metallic noise.
The other side was attached to the railing.
When all was done, he turned the intercom back on.
"You.... blow it up in 8 seconds."
As if the other person had misheard him. he only hesitated to feel a faint
"Yes?" from the device, but Kwon ignored it. Awareness had already
transferred to his watch. When he pressed the reset button on the side, the
license plate indicating the time disappeared and some coordinates
appeared. When he tangled with Lee Cheoljin for a while, he placed a
tracker on his waist. A red dot indicating the location of the target was gradually marking the course.
He couldn't wait any longer. After taking a deep breath, he ran to the back of the ferry.
After reaching the end of the deck, he climbed over the railing without
hesitation and jumped. The moment he jumped, his field of vision turned
black in a short time. The wind from all sides seemed to penetrate his whole body.
The fall was longer than expected.
The surface of the water rose sharply with a huge bang.
A violent shock was also inflicted on the whole body as it hit the black
seawater. Muscles all over the body seemed to tear.
Air bubbles burst as the sea water entered every orifice of his body at once.
He relieved his shock by floating in the sea for a while and slowly moved his
arms and legs to support his body being swept by the current. Opening his
eyes, he looked around, but in the water where not a single light could
penetrate, there was only a sky.
He climbed to the surface with all his strength. It was difficult to hold the
place because of the high waves, which crashed one after another.
As soon as he lifted his wrist, he managed to press the reset button of the relay once again.
button one more time. Then. the direction of the courtesy disappeared.
The entire faceplate glowed dazzlingly. The light shot into the air.
Could it have been 2 or 3 seconds like this? A familiar mechanical sound
was heard from not far away. It was the sound of a motorboat engine. The
noise, which grew louder and louder, soon diminished. Soon after, a loud
shattering wave hit the propeller. A series of complaints came from the top
of his head, one after the other.
top of his head, one after another.
"Really...this way, I'll become a ghost."
Yoon Jongwoo, who should have escaped, held out his hand. Holding that
hand, Kwon jumped into the boat. His whole body was soaked and
unpleasant. Despite the intense cold, he loosened the watch and threw it to
Jongwoo, who began to drive the boat after chasing the red dot on the
watch's direction board without asking.
Meanwhile, Kwon took off his wet coat and was out of breath.
The boat was racing through the black sea, the whole vehicle bouncing
violently through the winding waves. The red dot, which was almost off the
bearing mark, was gradually approaching.
Pip, pip, pip, pip, pip, pip, pipipipipipipi.
As the wooden boat came into the line of sight, the peculiar mechanical
sound became even more intense. They must have noticed the presence of
the chase even on the side of the quietly running boat.
Soon, a man stepped out of the wheelhouse and pulled out his rifle.
Jongwoo gritted his teeth hard and turned the steering wheel. Every time
the boat turned sharply, there was a strong current. Most of the bullets that
flew missed, but one of them got caught in a corner. Not fitting in either the
engine or the fuel tank, firearms were avoided in the dead of night.
There were still no lights around the cleavage. In that state, it was
impossible to restrain the opponent moderately without killing him. Even if I
was a little closer, the bullets increased without any doubt. It is a ridiculous
order to have to capture opponents alive with a gun.
After being assaulted for a while, a series of situations were repeated in
which they moved to dodge, came closer again and fired, stopped to defend
themselves from fire. Yoon Jongwoo tapped the steering wheel in irritation.
Even with the target in front of his nose, he couldn't touch them even with his fingertips. "Get out."
Kwon pulled Jongwoo back, took the driver's seat, and ran toward the
fishing boat. Jongwoo was shaken by the caricatures of the boat.
"Come on, Sunbae, face him! Come on!"
He barely straightened his body and screamed in fear. However, Kwon only increased his speed.
The shot from the wooden boat was even stronger. Kwon overturned the
boat on the deck of the wooden boat, only then did the opponent's attack
slow down. He went far ahead of the fishing boat, then turned the steering
wheel unexpectedly and made a big swerve. The excruciating engine
screeched. It turned so fast that almost the whole boat flipped. Jongwoo,
who was very tired, was in a situation where the boat was spinning and just
wanted to throw himself backward.
The boat accelerated to its top speed as it went the way it came. When the
boat, which had disappeared into the darkness, reappeared, there was a
slight embarrassment in the launch. The nervousness was revealed by the relentless hail of bullets.
I could not even dream of firing on deck because their pace was so
unstoppable. Jongwoo was in a hurry to protect his head with both arms.
"I'm going to die! Ugh, I'm going to die! Are you listening, you crazy bastard!"
Terrified, Jongwoo cursed his boss, Kwon. But the latter remained
unconcerned about it. In that condition, he would have crashed head-on into
the wooden boat if he still had the steering wheel.
Jongwoo's eyes closed tightly for a moment, and then suddenly he
remembered his parents in the field. His eyes moistened without warning.
Two months ago, he couldn't even afford the price of the kimchi his mother
was giving him, and the message his mother sent him, which he checked
just before setting the operation in motion, moved him. Oh, Mother.
In the end, the omen was the same for the wooden boat. They wandered around,
watching the boat hurry to, it seemed, die together, then jumped into the
water at almost the same time. Now, the collision with the wooden boat was
less than 5 meters away. The gears were colliding and moving forward. They are going to collide.
Resignation and despair at that moment made him feel like a coward.
It was at that moment that Kwon turned the steering wheel hard again.
When he suddenly applied the brakes, the boat that couldn't keep up with
the speed suddenly jerked. The hull, which slid across the surface of the
water, traced a long arc. Even so, the collapse would eventually be inevitable. In theory, it was.
Kwon Taekju continued to hold on to the steering wheel, though he