Chapter 1237 — Coming Up Empty
An active Somali government officer had come calling without an appointment or any prior communication between the two countries' diplomatic staff. How could the Japanese Embassy dare receive him so casually? They were afraid it might spark a misunderstanding that Japan intended to do something to Somalia, and the international community could easily jump to the conclusion that a military coup was underway.
If Lieutenant Colonel Horani had visited another country's embassy, that would have been one thing.
But it just had to be the Japanese Embassy. This was a disaster!
To this day, the US Military was still stationed on Japanese soil. This was like getting yellow mud in your pants—whether it was shit or not, it would look like shit.
What would the Asian countries think?
What would the European countries think?
What would the African countries think?
The Japanese had grown bold enough to start carving out territory in Africa.
How dare they do something this sensitive so openly?
Whose pie did the African Continent belong to, anyway? Did they have no sense at all?
Completely unaware of all this, Lieutenant Colonel Horani sat dumbly in the waiting room, waiting for two whole hours.
During that time, people at the Japanese Embassy had been rushing around, asking for instructions from one person and consulting another. They notified their government, held four or five small meetings, and finally reached a unanimous decision: they would assign an insignificant junior employee to receive Lieutenant Colonel Horani. They even set up three or four cameras as if they were preparing for a siege, to document the meeting and prove that the Japanese government had not colluded with a powerful Somali military officer.
They had done nothing wrong, so there was no way they could let