God of Blackfield

If you set a goal, you don't have to think about the rest.

What if I get shot? What if I get a lot of enemies?

There's nothing to worry about, and there's nothing to back off.

Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.

It's about 60 square feet away.

The battlefield that I've been through since the moment I ran is unfolding again.

Long gloss, you son of a bitch.

You killed Choi Sung-gon, you shot him with the sword and Hye-Sook, and you shook him a few more times, so now pay the price.

Kang Chan looked up at the cloak.

One, two! Warlock!

Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.

Damn it! It's the day the running bless explodes!

Zhang Shin was uncomfortable sitting at his desk.

Something awkward and unsettling is sitting on your shoulders holding your forehead.

The long gloss frowned.

"Are you old? You're thinking this because of one Nam Chosun bastard? ’

Even a sigh didn't give me a bad feeling.

The faction leader is coming to arrest you?

The army has not yet tilted towards it.

If the faction leader acts recklessly, there is an engagement in life before death.

The Alert Soldier said he was clearing out the enemy.

I didn't think there would be such a terrible people in South Korea.

Those who have fallen in love with the capital and ugly pleasures of Misery and are weakened as they will be!

A special team of critics. They knew.

Choi Sung-gon was also killed as an example when he heard that he was doing it these days.

But 20 of them have already killed more than 60 alarmists.

The Alert Soldier 30, who landed on the helicopter, failed to resist once, and the Alert Soldier who was being annihilated and besieged, was also killed by more than 30 people.

The long gloss was bad for it.

Firstly, kill the South Korean bastard and his special team.

Next time you take over the party, you push the South Korean wastewater to become president, your primary goal will be over.

Then China and Russia will be on our side again.

“Shit!”

No matter how determined he was, his instincts were hanging on his glossy shoulders, warning him.

This much is a gamble for life.

Due to the South Korea Special Forces, which are only twenty years old, the reputation of the Chief of the People's Armed Forces will fall to the ground when an emergency summons is issued to executives looking at the liver.

Zhang Shin believes in the great people's warriors and the most heroic of them all. It was also a reluctance to believe.

The faction leader also notices because of the alarm soldiers.

The soldiers' executives cannot turn their backs, thanks to the fierce alarm soldiers.

I believe.

The great warriors of North Korea will surely come back here and cut the branches of the South Korean bastard and his sledgehammer.

Jaw.

Zhang Shin listened to cigarettes like a habit.

Then I picked up the lighter and turned to the window.

Stubborn!

The long gloss turned towards the glass did not turn on the open lighter until the lid.

‘Is that...? ’

There was a man running straight towards the building.

I felt the blood all over my body froze from my heart as my back became cooler.

It's just one guy.

‘Son of Nam Chosun..? ’

Does this make any sense?

No matter how far you run, it'll take you eight hours?

Through the siege of the Alert Soldier?

He just jumps into the building by himself?

Did you see the People's Army building in North Korea?

The brilliant, sober gloss turns its back.

Quaak!

Then I hit the bell behind the desk loudly.

Wieing! Wieing! Wieing!

Kang Chan hung a rifle on his shoulder.

It's an emergency bell.

The front building opens and the guards rush out from the inside.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

Vladimirov, who was pulled by the Stone Canyon, cried aloud.

Even during the day, a white glowing light flies into the sky.

Duke Kwazazazazazazazazaza!

Motherfuckers, you coming out? What line are you running?

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan jumped into the entrance.

I skipped the brushed bodies and flew straight to the central stairwell.

“Call the alarm! ”

It was the time when the glossy man with the guard phone used evil.

Argh!

The deputy head rushed in.

Wiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

Outside the window, a horde of horrible light flies towards the next building.

Count Kwazazazazazazazaza!

The main building has no combat troops!

“Comrade commander! Come this way! ”

Zhang Shin unfolded his phone and followed his deputy to the office.

Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchung!

Every time an enemy's head is turned back, a red fibbora is drawn in the air.

Chalkadak!

Kang Chan pulls out the bullet with his right hand and immediately plugs a new one with his left hand. It was a move that Daeyeru imitated and caused a misfire.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

It was good to kill, wasn't it? You bastards!

Qa 'ang! Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry! Furry!

The door opens and the forehead of the two of them is pierced.

Jabbok! Jabbok! Jabbok! Jabbok!

I don't know what's behind this. You don't even have to kill the sound.

It's just best to climb the stairs quickly.

Kill. Kill and make.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

You bastards! I look slow!

That's why I became the God who decided to die!

Choke! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Every one that pops out pierces his forehead.

Why did you kill Choi Sung-gun?

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

International affairs? The dynamics of the Korean peninsula?

It's all good!

But you son of a bitch!

You shouldn't have touched anyone I like!

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Wiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da! Ta 'ang!

There was a full-scale counterattack from outside.

The enemy came out looking for a gap somewhere.

Kang Chan turned to the fourth floor staircase and looked to the left and right of the hallway.

Fuck! Fuck!

It's the other side where Kang Chan came running.

The door at the end of the hallway was open.

Wadadadadadak!

Kang Chan ran out to the open door with all his might.

Scary! Hemicephalus!

Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.

Things flow slowly as if someone were gripping around.

Argh!

The door opened as the hymn touched and passed.

First, I saw a shotgun.

As he turned around, he slipped back stiffly.

Ta-da-da-da-da! Pushuang! Pushuu! Pushuu!

Furry!

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

You bastards, I hid a lot.

My back ached ignorantly.

Wadadadadadak!

The hymn that caused the body to rise ran straight to the open door.

Chalkadak!

I also changed the bullets.

Wang!

Strong light struck my eyes as I stepped into the hallway.

The back was full of cars.

Kang Chan pointed his gun right at him.

About ten?

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Tadadadadadada-da! Pavababak!

Outside the corridor is a cement railing.

Kang Chan leaned down and quickly ran down.

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da! Pavavababak!

The wall above exploded.

Warak! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The man with the rifle grinds his torso first.

I still heard the rough pronunciation of Vladimirov.

It was when the hymn went down.

Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta 'ang!

The sound of a pistol.

One, two! Fuchung! Boom! Fuchung! Ka 'ang!

One of the cubs had his forehead pierced, and the other one was hit by a car.

This son of a bitch?

Instinctively avoided. Seeing the one next to him piercing his forehead, he reflectively sat down at that short moment.

Wadadadadadak!

Kang Chan runs to him.

Choke!

And I pointed the gun.

“Long-grain?”

It was stubborn, angry, absurd, and then bearing the burden of evil.

It was the look the old man was facing in an instant.

“Son of a bitch? ”

“Give my regards to General Choi Sung-gon. ”

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The hymn pierces the forehead, neck, and heart.

It's over.

Wiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Duke Kwazazazazazac!

I didn't even hear the gunshots I was rebelling against.

What kind of army doesn't the People's Army have?

Did you kill the wrong guy?

You look just like the one I saw in the picture.

Son of a bitch, it's nothing!

Fuchung!

Kang Chan grinds one more foot on his shiny forehead and turns the building back.

What, the People's Army looms like this?

Kang Chan shook his hand at the hammock and outpost.

The two remaining outposts were completely missing, and the front of the building was revealing the tragedy of the war.

The torn body is all over the place and the corpses piled up on one side look terrible, but it doesn't make sense that the People's Army is this shabby.

Seonggang Ho, Yoon-tae, and Hong Ki-yun rushed.

“Honghyun, check it out. ”

As Kang Chan pointed behind him, Hong Yoon-gi rushed in haste, and the lagoon and shin shin shin shin looked out for him.

“That's right. It's definitely glossy. ”

The objective was addressed.

Then all that's left is to get back to work quickly.

I have no hope of jumping again.

Alternating mountains and lustre, there was an uplifting hymn.

“Should I run to the shiny little car? Does that son of a bitch have a checkpoint at the outpost? ”

After Hong Ki-yun stopped toothing, he immediately smiled.

“If you turn on the emergency lights and run, you'll never catch them. ”

“Then take away the dead man's top and drive. ”

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Before the horses were finished, the Lagoon and Yoon Heavy Gun fired.

“There's still a few bastards left. ”

I was picking up clothes with a pink glow in front of the glittering eyes of the Stone Canyon.

* * *

Sweet.

The man who opened the door approached the desk across a vast space.

He lowers his torso and pushes his head to the owner of the desk.

“I have confirmed the death of Zhang Shin, Deputy Commander of the People's Armed Forces. ”

The owner of the desk opened his eyes and raised his head.

“Did Nam Chosun's aircraft fly? ”

“That's right.”

“Hey!”

The Supreme Leader shook his head and sighed low.

“You said you were surrounded! The military would have believed it and seen it, but you walked out of the way and killed the glossy one? I used an alarm and a helicopter. I couldn't close my eyes even when Zhang Shin died. What about the Nam Chosun aircraft? ”

“It looks like you went back to your surrounded colleagues in the car of the People's Army Chief. ”

The Supreme Leader sighed.

“Call the outpost and tell them to pretend they don't know. We eat pheasants, we eat eggs, we don't do that, but when the alarms go down, we kill the ones who followed the glossy ones. ”

He tilts his head.

“Zhang Shin and Hangzhou were shot with a proper guilt. ”

“Did you do Duke Ace in South Korea? ”

“Firstly, let's announce the murder and see what happens! The answer is different if the Nam Chosun aircraft wins, if the Alert Soldier wins. You've already been to Aceh Shinpyeong, right? ”

“That's a tombstone. ”

“Find out more later. It's urgent to send the 820 squadron of chariots who were waiting in Giggago to the People's Army to take over the military. Kill all those who followed Zhang Shin. ”

“I know.”

As the man quickly leaves the room, the Supreme Leader hears his gaze toward the void.

“China and Russia are pushing us for a reason. ”

The Supreme Leader's own words were scattered in the room.

* * *

The glossy glossy shiner is hot.

As I lay down, I looked outside and looked like I was sitting in a glossy back seat.

I pressed the clothed hat and lowered my head to cover the hole in the Ritual Shot.

Did North Korea throw away the gloss?

The People's Army, which is ridiculously weak in its security, is suspicious, but it ran by itself and now grabs the body of a glossy corpse.

Long-grain? Really?

I couldn't believe it.

‘Alive! He's alive!’

Then he shouted and shouted in his heart.

* * *

Crumb. Fuchung! Ta-da-da-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!

The enemy was narrowing the siege openly.

I don't give my head to a shotgun because I'm coming close. However, as the siege narrows, the allies in the middle are more likely to be exposed.

Moreover, the shooting has exposed the position of the crew.

The remaining crew were nine, including Kwok Chul-ho.

Twenty-four people came and four were killed in an attack on a helicopter, four went to kill a glossy man, and seven people died here.

Pervert! Pervert! Puebuck!

I dragged the dead together and put them inside.

I didn't want to see enemy bullets stuck in their bodies.

The sun was hanging over the mountain and the shadows were covering the crew.

It's downy.

It was noticed that the enemy was no longer approaching and waiting for an ally besieged inside to tire out.

If you resist this stubbornly, you won't be able to overcome it.

‘What do you have? ’

Kwak Chul-ho looks around sharply.

First of all, there was no support from the regular army, secondly, there was no mortar or tank attack, and lastly, there was no personal firearm attack, such as grenades.

Crumb.

A crewmember pulls out water from a sharp-eyed place.

Phew. Phew.

It's a waterbag that looks like a Ringer Pack. You can suck it in your mouth. In this state of confrontation, it is wise.

Crumb.

Kwak Chul-ho also drank water.

Gulp. Gulp.

I thought I'd live.

Do you want to take a break for dinner?

This kind of relaxation is the scariest.

Because I don't know what will happen while I'm on my guard.

Kwak Chul-ho rubs his face as if washing with his left hand.

Kinetic ammunition is also a problem for more endurance.

Between 50 and 60 enemies.

There is also a limit to nine remaining.

Well done, well endured.

I don't know what it was like until 8: 00, but what I've endured so far has been commendable enough.

Baszc! Jabbak!

At that time, I heard the enemy move in unison.

‘Coming!’

The enemies were planning to narrow their siege in the shadows.

Kwak Chul-ho aims his rifle and looks around.

Crumb. Crumb. Ugh.

When the shadow fell, the grown-ups were not sure of their goals.

I caught him in the dark in a French operation.

Tadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada! Ta-da-da-da-da-da!

Three Nuts fired simultaneously to the side of Kwak Chul-ho.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

It was shortly after he fired a counter fire.

Ta-da-da-da-da! Pavababak! The Tada Party! Pavababak!

When I saw the flame, I assumed that the tree on which Kwon Chol Ho relied exploded with a big scream.

Basrak. Baszec.

Fuchung! Furry! Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da! Pavababak! Ta-da!

The enemy certainly reduced the whole siege by more than two steps.

You can think of it as a complete enemy around the 15th century.

‘I don't listen to the radio. ’

I wanted to know as much as the outcome of the running lecture.

I could still hear the sound of a single step moving.

Basrak. Baszec.

I know it's coming, but I don't see any enemies.

It is also difficult to radio because it is too close.

A 15-minute walk in this tranquil mountain will also give you a whisper.

It'll be 10 bucks.

From there, if you fire a single shot, everyone will be forced to die by a bullet.

Buszec. Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The enemy was not even responding.

Buszec. Sasasac. Saaaaak.

The grass moves. It looks like it's crawling down.

Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung!

You may not have enough bullets, so you won't be able to shoot.

It's about 12 o'clock.

The sons of bitches follow the book.

Kwak Chul-ho looks back at the crew.

‘Thank you.’

‘Well done.’

It is not enough to say that 9 people are surrounded by more than 50 enemies.

Everyone was staring.

It was a short moment, but that was enough.

The training we did together, the intense operations we've had so far.

There is only one thing that can't pass on this experience to juniors, and there is no regret or regret for being a special force.

Scratch.

It was the moment Kwak Chul-ho turned the firing switch into a speaker.

Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry! Pushpush! Furry! Furry!

At the bottom of the mountain, you hear the sound of a rifle, and each time, the enemy is scolding.

Ta-da, Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry!

As the enemy who fired the gun falls, the surrounding enemies fall back in a row.

It's a hymn.

Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry!

How can you be so stubborn?

Why can't you move?

Even the enemy was moving on like a straw.

Ta-da-da-da-da-da!

Kyung-cheol Ho is awake.

There was also a gap between the surprised enemies turning to the hymn.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry! Ta-da! Fuchung! Furry!

The aspect of the fight has completely changed.

The gunshot didn't stop.

Chulkerduck!

The chandelier lowers and rises upward, pulling on the elongation trigger, while the lagoon on the left and the shingles on the right support the chandelier.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Furry!

The enemy's forehead was raised high behind Kwak Chul-ho, and he was thrown into the ground.

It would be like that if there was a god who would give you death.

Crumb!

Finally, Kang Chol Ho and his crew came in.

“Well done.”

“Well done.”

Kang Chan stares at you with poisonous eyes.

Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry!

The enemy stood back in a certain gap.

Kwak Chul-ho looked at the hymn first and turned his gaze.

When his eyes meet, Yoon Sang-hee nods.

"Killed the gloss"? ’

‘Yes!’

I looked at Kwon Chul-ho as if he was a natural person.