God of Blackfield

It was time to rest for about three minutes.

“I heard a helicopter fly earlier, so I think I might have encountered it by now. ”

"The helicopter flew"? ’

Yoon Saeng, who had not heard the sound of the helicopter, turned his gaze to the place where the crew was standing, following the glare of the ice.

“Remember how we waited at the Chinese airport? ”

How can you forget the moment you faced an armored car and a helicopter while spraying air oil?

“The rest of the crew will be fighting desperately to protect us. They will die there, but they will desperately want us to kill the gloss. ”

Fuck! Fuck!

It was a curse that came to mind at the moment.

My colleagues, like in China, are desperately holding back, and they say running is hard.

Yoon Sang-gi woke up from the scene with a nasty smile.

Steelkerduck.

He bounces off his torso, pulls the captain up properly, and holds the rifle firmly.

Kang Chan smiled and looked forward to the breakfast.

“Those bastards would think it would take us at least eight hours. We have to break it. That way you can kill the gloss and save one more ally. ”

Yoon Sang-gi and Hong Ki-yun sighed and chopped each other.

“Let's go.”

Jabbag.

Kang Chan wanted to take a step and started running someday.

You didn't put anything in the bag, did you?

I also had a deadly thought.

Obviously I heard he was a high school student.

But he rebukes the Great Lakes, and the Great Lakes follow half the course.

Honestly, Yoon Sang-ae is a good commander.

What's the matter?

Nimi, how can you not acknowledge that look, that horrible skill you showed when you faced an enemy, and your unbreakable will?

You know, some people just get used to it, right?

Kang Chan is such a person.

“Huff. Huff. ”

Less than five minutes after it ran, the fatigue and shortness of breath that had accumulated in front of me popped out at once.

I'd rather die! ’

Yoon Sang-gi reminded me of evil with a feeling of wanting to hear it.

"If you can't stand it, pass out or die! ’

I never give up.

You want me to kill Kwon Chul-ho?

Tell the blood-splitting crew how desperate and precious it is to run for a minute or a second?

“Huff. Huff. ”

Die! If you can't stand it, your heart will explode!

Never stop unless your lower back is severed or your leg tendons come out.

Yoon Sang-gi only saw Kang Chan's leg.

He stepped on his feet like an evil man and made a vow to himself that he would not fall even if he died.

“Argh! Argh! ”

As Hong Ki-yun vomited, I heard the sound of exhalation.

Still, no one was slowing down.

Glug.

I noticed the tears in my eyes.

And my body got lighter like a lie.

Fuck! You can cry, you can puke, you can die later, so let's just run like this now! You can never walk again after this operation! So let's run now! ’

His eyes were blurred and he was afraid he would miss a step.

* * *

Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kwak Chol Ho has left his crew wide open and is facing the enemy.

I realized how horrible people are in the Sacred River and the Great Lakes. Dalang and I went and hunted down more than 20 of them.

Ta-da-da! Peeing! Break! Break!

The dirt and the trees splashed in a tumult as if they were unfair.

Without kinetic training, without operations in France and China, Kwon Chul-ho would never have been able to endure it like he is now.

I was aiming between the branches and the waist-high grass.

Wei Ying! The image of the enemy has grown.

Fuchung! Furry!

Motherfuckers!

Kwak Chul-ho immediately designated the location of the crew.

If you thought you killed one, it's a misfortune.

Be cool.

Defend the crew until the fight is over.

Pervert! Pervert! Fuchung! Furry!

Why did Kang Chan tell you to shoot one foot at a time? Kwak Chul-ho seemed to know the truth now.

Focus.

It's a shooting practice, one shot or three scorers, but in practice, it's easy to scratch.

But one shot at each. If you do this, you have to catch it in one step at a time.

Either the forehead or the forehead, you have to focus on one foot.

It's not a real bullet drill, so you can shoot a machete or a branch.

Ta-da! Fuchung! Furry!

Fuck you! I'm Kwon Chul-ho from the Korea Special Forces.

Kwak Chul-ho squeezes his rifle and moves.

This pose was shown by Gangchan.

This way, you go left and right.

I told him to stay here and hide back in the mountains.

Just a little further, there's a target cannon base.

Hey, hey, hey!

Fuchung! Furry!

On the left and right sides of Khwchul Lake, the crew were following in a similar position.

Motherfucker! That's what I wanted my neck to do.

How good would it have been if there was Choi Sung-gon and differential fungi?

Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry!

The crew on the left shot first, and Kwon Chul-ho confirmed the kill.

‘Well done. Don't be careless. Don't let him in.’

It was told by Kwak Chul-ho when his eyes met.

Ta-dang! Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry!

The crew on the right fell.

Kwak Chul-ho was evil.

There is still not enough.

If it was a hymn, I would never have let him get shot like that.

* * *

The sun floated high in the sky.

The pain that suddenly disappeared struck my shin with the pain I had experienced for the first time in my life after a while.

The limitations and feelings I first felt in the training camp were the same, but the intensity was difficult to compare.

Hurray! Hurray!

At that time, the hymn slowed down and finally stopped.

“Huff! Huff! ”

There was no difference in the breath of your vomit.

“Have lunch. Take a break from here and go. ”

Do you know the way?

I was running across Mount Seekerman, so I had no idea where I was going.

Arrest!

Kang Chan raises his left foot to the rocks downstream and points his rifle forward.

Argh, argh.

Alternately drinking water, the next one was taken out of the simulation.

The Stone Canyon tore two of them apart and pushed one to Kang Chan.

A meal that you do while standing on the border.

“How long can you rest? ”

“10 minutes.”

I hit the drill, drank water, and laid my body to the side.

"No way? You're going to sleep? ’

Drum! Drum!

The Gyeonggi-ho answered with his nose.

I was surprised when I heard the look.

“I like plums for at least 10 minutes. ”

Kang Chan replied as if he had read Yoon Sang-gi's thoughts.

Ugh. Ugh.

Yoon Sang-ae also added biscuits, sandwiches, and chocolate. And I swallowed it with water.

Furry.

I lay down with Hong Ki-yun.

This is not sleep. Stunned.

* * *

Ranoc, who had his lunch as a sandwich, was holding his place in the executive office.

Raphael reads the General Intelligence Bureau report once every 20 minutes and shreds it right away, except he sleeps two hours at dawn.

Sweet.

Raphael came in and put a new report on his desk.

The contents of the daily newspaper Liberation were all articles. Only the General Intelligence Agency and Ranoc know it, so even if someone else sees it, they don't really know what to say.

Ranoch reads with a pen and immediately puts it in the shredder.

“I am directing the General Intelligence Bureau to cooperate with the Korean National Intelligence Service. You don't know?”

“It's downstairs. ”

“Immediately upon issuance of the code, we were asked to go with Anne to Osan and leave for her home country. ”

“Got it.”

Raphael lowers his head and leaves the office.

Tourr. Tourr. Tourre.

The phone rang on the desk.

Lanoke waits for the bell to ring five times and then listens to the handshake.

“Aloe?”

[“Lanoke, Basilida. ”]

“You hear a lot of voices. ”

[“Isn't this what you and your Korean colleagues are doing in such a prolific way? I can't touch the United States any more in the yard where I killed a DIA agent on the Korean peninsula. Let's do this right, Lanoke. ”]

“Basili, this time I'd like to make sure the color is clear. ”

[“I know that your sins in France ended up in your rescue. And not even the Monsieur's brotherhood seems so pleasant. You know that all the satellites in China are heading for the Monsieur River, right? ”]

“The choice is yours. As a result of the Monsieur lecture, China's movements change. I don't think the United States can do that either. ”

I heard Basili's long sighs first.

[“Do you really believe that the Monsieur River will come back alive? It kills the gloss, too? ”]

“Judgment is up to Russia and you. ”

[“If there's a war on the Korean peninsula, it's all over. France, you and the great Eurasian railways. ”]

“A lot of words don't sound like Basilica. ”

This time I heard Basili's rough breath.

[“We don't send Kuznetsov either. But there's actually no intention of intervening in the war. I don't want to be hard on the United States right now. ”]

“Wise judgment. Basili.”

[“I don't know why you bet on such reckless defeat. Good luck, Lanoke.”]

The phone was disconnected with unpleasantness.

Lannock smiled like a Western mask as he lowered his hydrant.

“If the paddle in your hand is Ace, the story is different, Basili. ”

Lanok's little finger, muttering to himself, trembled slowly.

* * *

“The General Intelligence Agency of France has requested the full deployment of airborne units, armoured forces and combat airborne contingents. ”

Moon Jae-hyun looked at Yeong-hyun with a surprised face.

It wasn't that small of a shock.

“Will the United States watch over that? ”

“Until this order, it is the President's command. ”

“Did you say anything else? ”

“The last thing France said was that it believed in South Korea's underperformance. ”

The gaze of the pole in front of Moon Jae Hyun came back.

“Is the chief aware of something? ”

Is that what this means?

The theatre told the story of Ranoc's confidence in the hymn.

“France recognizes and Korea recognizes the ability of strong students who never knew! We can't hesitate to go to the yard where they sent the harbor. ”

Hwang Ki-hyun and Jeon Pyeong-Pyeong couldn't say anything else.

It's too big to handle when it fails.

Moon reproduction heard an emergency call.

* * *

Kwak Chul-ho bites his crew back again.

The engagement was already continuing for nearly two hours.

Two dead, one seriously injured.

Conversely, the number of enemies killed is more than twenty.

If it was a hymn, it would have gone through.

If the battalion was longer, the regular army might come up.

That's how you become a rat in a poison.

"Break through? ’

Kang Chan told me to hide as much as possible and disturb the enemy.

However, unlike each other, Kwon Chul-ho was unable to remove the enemy.

Tada Faction! Pavabac!

You can't take the top!

Hiding down the ridge was so deadly.

Fuchung!

It was my only comfort not to rush into the equatorial confrontation.

Kwak Chul-ho adjusted the position of the two crew members with the index finger and stop.

Ta-da! Pavabach! Fuchung! Fuchung!

As the crew moved, a bullet flew, and there was counter fire.

I told you to attack the cannonball real estate, but it was hard to deal with enemies who were blocking the front right now.

"Half gone, right? ’

Kwak Chul-ho quickly sweeps through the crew.

His eyes are still alive.

Twenty against 100, two hours over.

Kwak Chul-ho looked at the sun in the sky.

It was time for the sun to rise high and tilt to the other side.

Pervert! Pervert! Bunch of bitches! Fuchung! Fuchung!

What are you gonna do if those bastards have to put their foreheads out?

What would you do in a situation like this if it were a hymn?

The fight of wolves without lions.

Kwak Chul-ho wanted the lion to come back quickly.

I was lonely.

* * *

“Huff! Huff! Huuuuuch!”

I resented my unconscious body.

I slept 10 minutes.

I didn't think I'd take two hours to run.

“Argh! Argh! Ugh!”

Maybe he's breathing or he's got a lung.

Like a rabid son of a bitch, saliva drips down the chin and the groin is damp.

I peed running.

No! I peed because I couldn't control it.

If you run more here, you'll die.

Mountain Gubo? Of course I tried it all. But it doesn't make any sense to run into a sprint like this.

“Huuuuuuuuuuh! Urgh!”

I tried to cry out.

I was as freaked out as I was when I was converted because I didn't finish my school holiday.

Are you afraid of running and dying while your colleagues are fighting desperately?

Dying without any help?

Kang Chan stood guard for 10 minutes.

I was the only one out of four who didn't sleep.

Later, I grumbled and laughed.

If there is a demon, I will sell my soul.

If you run and allow me to kill only the gloss, I will burn in hell forever.

“Argh! Argh! Arghhhh!”

It was unfair.

I couldn't shoot a gun once, and my colleagues were dying, and it was so unfair to spit and pee.

The sun was around the back.

Around 2: 00?

We still have three more hours to run.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ’

The crew's face passed by.

If Choi Sung-gun had seen it, he would have seen the distant sky pretending not to cry.

When I took the helmet and looked up at the sky, all the crew knew.

The drunkard is biting his teeth and hiding his tears.

‘Sorry!'

Thinking about Choi Sung Gon, I felt like I was breathing better. What's even more curious is that the legs keep moving.

Is this a world-class special team?

Is it supposed to be a continuously running river and lagoon like a machine?

“Hehe! Hehe! Urgh!”

Boom!

The shiner hits the chest hard.

Furry!

The legs were loosened, and I sat still.

After all, is this how it ends?

When I shook my head, I saw Hong Ki-yun crumpling like a dog.

What? I'm not the only one down, am I?

Yoon Sang-gi forcibly lifted her eyes.

With his lower back bent and his torso resting on his knees, he was throwing up a bad breath.

‘Rest? Are you resting? ’

Then what? I don't have the strength to run anymore.

“Let's take a 10-minute break and go pick up some shiny hairs. Well done.”

What are you talking about?

Yoon Sang-gi turns his head.

“Cauch! Cauch! ”

The lagoon was experiencing nausea.

I don't have anything to come out of, so I just spit a sticky saliva.

“Huff! Huff! ”

When he brought the gaze back, the hymn was still throwing up a rough breath.

Hedgehog.

This is the moment I encountered my gaze.

When you look into the snow of Kang Chan, your backbone cools as if you flipped the ice.

“We're all here. It took me four hours. Huuuuuuuuu! ”

Fuck! Fuck!

I couldn't believe it.

The enemy expected 8 hours.

Certainly given the speed at which we did our best.

But four hours?

Are you still alive when you run so fast?

I had a real laugh, and I felt sorry for the enemy who had to fight such a man.

Zhang Shin! You son of a bitch!

How did you get shot by someone like this?