Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 197 - Interrogation part 1

“To, please get the ballast tin in my pancake box!” command a grandfather in a soft voice while smiling.

The man called ‘To’ quickly walked on the boat in the middle of the sea and picked up the fishing gear box mentioned by the old man earlier. After that he walked back and handed the tin ballast to Grandpa and sat back behind him.

Next to Grandpa, there was another grandfather who was busy holding his fishing rod while occasionally smoking a cigarette in his hand. He did not pay attention to the conversation or busyness between the grandfather next to him and the ‘To’.

There were only three of them on the front deck of this fiberglass ship. A modern and well-equipped fishing boat. While in the interior of the steering room cabin, some men in military uniforms watched the three of them solemnly and prepared to serve any requests needed by the three men.

If Munding were here, he would be shocked. Mr. Broto aka General Broto, who has the highest authority in Kodam IV Diponegoro, only became a lackey boy or caddy for two grandparents who were busy fishing on this boat.

“To, have the kids make coffee!” a back command came from Grandpa who was sitting on the left.

The order that made Broto stand up and walk towards the cabin room to have his members make coffee for Grandpa. But, as Broto was giving his instructions, a voice sounded from the Grandfather sitting to the right. The grandfather who had just fallen silent while enjoying his cigarette.

“Add one To!!” screams blaring.

“Ready Sir,” replied Broto.

Shortly thereafter, Broto came with two cups of coffee and placed them near the two grandfathers.

“To, I heard you're getting close to militants?” ask the first Grandpa whose voice is slow and relaxed.

“You want to betray the generation ha?” snapping the second Grandfather with a thunderous voice, this time it was clear the Medan's accent.

“Let me talk to Broto, Lae,”, said the first Grandpa to the second.

The second grandfather was again engrossed and focused on fishing rods and cigarettes in his fingers. He no longer seemed to care about Broto sitting behind them.

“To, tell me what's your reason for choosing to send a militant-educated fighter as a representative of the Force? Don't we have a lot of worthy candidates?” ask the first grandfather.

Broto took a deep breath, he had to choose his sentence carefully and precisely, because now he is dealing with two monsters who become a shield and a teacher for the military and the entire army under him.

And they've been doing it for years. Never been exposed though. The general public has never heard of their actions. Only the top military and government officials who have a concern for the sovereignty of the country know how important the role of both of them so far.

The first grandfather was known by the name ‘Dirman’ without any other frills. The second grandfather was named ‘Nasution’ which is clearly a surname from North Sumatra. They are known to fight for independence and actively maintain the sovereignty of the country since the country was founded, until now.

After successfully stringing up his words, Broto took a deep breath and began to give his explanation.

“Pak Dirman, Mr. Nasution, the Police formed a joint team with members of ten wolf fighters the initiation stage of the various forces with quotas, 4 of them and 6 of the military, respectively,” said Broto slowly started his explanation.

“At that time, I thought, since a long time ago, the number of manifestation fighters from the government faction was 4 people and from the militants there were 4 people. We can maintain a balance that is even more inclined towards us, because they are never in line with one religion with another.”

“Then, we increase our dominance by joining the manifestation fighters from martial arts and make our number to 5 people. Although we ourselves must admit that within our faction there is also a split, but not as severe as the militant faction. That's what can keep us forcing them to always be in controlled condition.”

“But,” Broto paused for a moment to take a deep breath.

“When Chaos came, everyone wondered what their purpose was here? Why do outside organizations try to fish in the murky waters that exist within our country? The military used all its efforts to understand this organization, even before the Police proposed to form a joint team Merah Putih.”

“And what we found left us stunned. All this time, our dominance has turned out to be a total impersonation. We have confirmed information that at least one person is known to be at the manifestation stage of the Chaos organization, and another person is suspected of being in the same position, but not confirmed.”

“What is certain is a manifestation fighter is a man named Sulaiman. He is from Sulawesi, Indonesia. Hailing from a militant faction and currently around 46 years old.”

“Added one more person who became his right hand and named Shadow, until now we have not been able to confirm his identity.”

“What makes us, the decision makers of the military afraid is, when we military has not succeeded in educating a fighter of new manifestations for decades since the era of Mr. Dirman and Mr. Nasution, the militants did it. Even then I asked, is there anything wrong with our method of educating wolf fighters? But didn't we manage to score dozens of wolf initiating stage fighters?”

“We don't know for sure if Sulaiman is a special case or if he's just a tip from an iceberg that's submerged in the sea. Are there some more fighters of manifestation hidden by the militants? Questions like that haunt us.”

“That's when I saw a sentence in the biography of Sulaiman that I read and immediately thought of doing my plan. It reads, Sulaiman was orphaned and at the end of the conflict, had two adopted brothers, Ahmad ‘Izrail’ Hambali and Aisah.”

“I happen to know familiar and close to the student and daughter-in-law of Ahmad Hambali named Munding. So he is the one I submitted to be a candidate from the Army,” Broto said.