God of Blackfield

“D'Ye. I'm here for a moment. ”

“Got it.”

The hymn quickly moved to the other side of the hill.

Too-too-too-too-too-too-too. Fuchung! Fuchung!

He shoots an elongated gun, and the rocks in front of his head explode.

“Kang Chul-ho!”

Kwak Chul-ho turns his head back while lying down.

“I intend to hijack the truck in front of me and run. ”

Kwak Chul-ho nods briefly.

“The crew carries 13 women. Me and the Stone Canyon will run first, you and the winner will take the back, take the truck, signal, and the rest of you will come down with the girl! ”

“Got it.”

Duh! Duh! Purebuck! Purebuck!

“Prepare the projectile! You can fire similar weapons over there, so if you get in the truck, you can put snipers in front of and behind the truck! ”

After giving a basic explanation, the hymn lowers again and moves into the midst of the hostages.

“Listen!”

Fuchung! Fuchung!

I heard gunshots and rocks burst in succession.

“I intend to take the truck from the front and run. The women are slow, so the crew will carry on, and the men can run together! Did you know?”

“Isn't it too dangerous! ”

Yale hates the sound of right.

“There's no other way now! ”

“Look at this! ”

Fuchung! Fuchung!

The man who turned around quickly called out a hymn.

“What happens to religion? ”

What the hell is he talking about?

“We have a guardian! This is what happened when you were kidnapped, isn't it proven? ”

When Kang Chan didn't say anything, the man was his face.

“If you want to get a truck like I said, let's all pray together first! Then there will be a response! ”

I felt really lucky wearing a mask and wearing a helmet.

The hymn moved directly to the side of the Lagoon River without raising its head.

In the meantime, Kwok Chul-ho explained the operation of Kang Chul-ho to his crew by radio and designated the targets to carry.

“Take the Yutan launcher and you and I will go down first. ”

“Got it.”

Cheers. "Batch's over. ”

At the same time as the answer of the Stone River, there were reports of Kwak Chul-ho.

Cheeit. “Prepare the Yutan launcher. ”

Cheers. “Okay. ”

After a while, the two crew members equipped with the M203 projectile moved towards Kwon Chul-ho, Won Hee-hee, and Lee Du-hee.

“You see the rocks in front of the truck? ”

Too-too-too-too-too-too-too! Fubberbuck!

When Kwak Chol Ho lifts his torso short, a series of bullets fly.

“First, we have to protect it! That way, the crew coming down is safe! ”

“What do the people around you do? ”

“Targeting the trucks in front of the three generations! It's too big a limit to be here anyway! No matter what, don't miss Iglan or Mistra! ”

Unlike a flat, it's impossible to hide and shoot a projectile, but if you fly one foot towards the truck, it's all over.

Kang Chan immediately told me where to target with a grenade launcher.

If we can only get rid of the men who shoot at us from behind the rocks, we can make about three to five minutes.

* * *

It's a twisted lanoke all night.

In his room, three agents were standing in front of him with their hands together, and Raphael was standing by his desk.

A phone rang on the desk as Lanoke stared at the TV on the wall and drank a sip of tea.

“Aloe?”

[1] “This is the Director General, Commissioner. ”]

“What's going on? ”

[“I called you because I think you have a misunderstanding. ”]

Lanok laughed in a similar way to the hymn.

“General Director. I believe you are working for the glory of France. But it's hard to go beyond your role. I, too, hope that the glory of France will be at the forefront of everything, but I will also forgive those who shove a shotgun at me and Anne's back. ”

[“I've never thought of that, Commissioner. ”]

Lanoke presses his eyes with the thumb and index finger of his left hand.

“Romain de Vegiard. ”

[Speak] "Commissioner, ”]

“Thank you for the Monsieur River connection with France. If he had held hands with England, France would have already disappeared from the map. ”

["I know. ”]

Ranoc gazes at the TV and opens his mouth.

“All right. I'll give you a chance to make excuses for the misunderstanding. ”

["Deputy Director Theo has been eliminated. And the Director General of the General Intelligence Service of France, Romain de Beziard, will swear allegiance to Commissioner Ranoc Belmond Rapiduille after this time in the honour of his nobility. ”]

“Where did you order that stupid broadcast? ”

[“The DIA has identified Ethan as having a secret agreement. ”]

“What is Eaton's current location? ”

[“I went straight from Russia to the United States. ”]

“Protect Ethan. ”

[“You're worried about Josh. ”]

“It's hard for the British Intelligence Service to put that idiot in charge. If he's gone, Josh will be in charge. That way, France will have to fight really hard. ”

[“I understand. ”]

“Raise the Monsieur River to an empty deputy general. ”

Raphael quickly swallows the saliva as he looks at Lanoke.

Short silence followed.

[“Commissioner. I have a personal question. ”]

Lannock was only watching TV with a face that looked like he was wearing a mask.

[“Do you really believe that the Monsieur River will work for France? ”]

I have crossed the heavy question of whether I knew the silence with the permission of the Director General.

“Romain.”

[Speak] "”]

“No one knows the future. If so, is it the most obvious answer to look back on the past? Have I ever made a decision that would be detrimental to the glory of France? ”

Raphael moves quietly, moving cigars and ashtrays to Ranok's desk.

[“I understand. I will appoint Monsieur River as Deputy Director General of the French Intelligence Service. I would ask you to give me instructions on what to do next. ”]

“Send a special team of foreign troops to get the Deputy Director General of France. ”

[“I will take immediate action. ”]

When Ranoc hung up, Rafael lit the cigar.

“Call Basili and Ludwig and tell them to revoke Romain's assassination order. If you let me know when Monsieur River gets back, I'll have nothing else to say. ”

“Got it.”

Raphael replied with a proud expression.

“And will you tell Anne and Louis to return to the General Intelligence Agency? ”

“I'll do that. ”

Raphael quickly left the room, and Ranoc gave the TV his gaze.

“The Monsieur River is one step ahead every time something difficult happens. Do I have to call DIA to say thank you because the Monsieur River is going to be the hero of the Special Forces around the world through that screen? ”

Lanoke emits long cigar smoke.

* * *

Bang, bang!

The projectile makes a blunt sound.

It sounds like a nice shot to imagine, but it actually sounds like you're hitting the can hard.

Kang Chan stares at the target.

Kuoooooong. Kuoong!

Wadahak!

And at the same time, I raised my body with the lagoon.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

“Darye!”

And the hymn quickly went down the hill.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Run and shoot.

The Stone Canyon came straight from behind, and the two crew members who had won and fired the bullets continued to pull the trigger.

* * *

“Two crew members are going down fast. I am proud and proud of the people of the Republic of Korea who won such a desperate fight.... ”

The anchor didn't win the blessed emotion, so I couldn't talk.

I can't hear a sound at all and sometimes the screen is shaking so I don't know if it looks more desperate.

“Ah...! ”

At that time the anchor threw up a sigh.

I definitely caught the crew rushing out of the screen with the women on their backs.

“Please, I hope the crew and hostages can escape safely, as we all eagerly hope. Ah!”

The moment the anchor who was just mentioning screamed, the entire Republic of Korea fell into silence.

It was just after the scene of the crewman who came running behind him on the ground.

Dirt splashes, bullets everywhere in the truck.

Two other crew members fell to the ground while holding a hostage in the truck.

The moment I saw the woman anchor in the small space on the bottom right of the screen turning her face because she couldn't stand crying, Hye-Sook couldn't help but shed tears.

The appearance of the crew was desperate, in itself.

* * *

“Cover! Darye! ”

Too-too-too-too-too-too! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan ran backwards, calling out to the Great Lakes.

“Gossip!”

One of the men shot in the thigh wrote evil.

“Son of a bitch!”

It was the moment when the curse of hymn burst out.

Quaak!

He grabbed both shoulders of the fallen crew simultaneously.

Ji Yi Yi Yi! Fu Jung! Fuchung! Break! Tofu!

The crew shoots like crazy to protect the river hymn and the littoral shelter that runs with the crew.

Pueblo!

“Fuck!”

The lagoon with the left shoulder swings and spits out a curse.

Ji Yi Yi! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh! Took!

“Grab him!”

Arriving behind the truck, the auditorium only raised the crew.

It is surrounded by hostages in the middle.

“Dahye! Climb up! ”

“Shuffle!”

Poison rises and the snowflaking lagoon grabs the crew's hand and climbs up behind the truck.

“Let's go!”

Kang Chan hurriedly knocked on the driver's door as he ran beside the truck.

Booooooooo.

The car has departed.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan runs beside the truck and shoots without hesitation.

“Kang Chul-ho! Climb up! ”

I hung up on a truck that was guarded by Kwon Chul-ho and Won Hee Hee.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Took!

It's a fight to die and kill.

At the same time as the enemy shoots at evil, the dirt splashes roughly around the stronghold.

Pueblo!

And at that moment, the body of the hymn was tremendously shaken.

* * *

Yoohye-Sook twisted his mouth with his hands.

Even if Hye-Sook didn't know anything about the battle, the conductor stumbled and ran beside the truck, as if a clear crew member had been struck by a bridge.

I couldn't stand crying.

I imagined my family and my parents who were watching that, and I immediately remembered the sound of Kang Hye-Sook running next to the passenger car, and I couldn't stop crying.

It was when Hye-Sook, who wiped his tears with his hands, saw a great glow in his indifference.

He was staring at the TV with his eyes full.

And I was crying.

“Honey……. ”

Yoohye-Sook grabbed the hand of the great-grandson. At this point, the grandfather who was always comforting and cheerful is crying.

* * *

Gerar glances back at the crew, who put a bullet in the plane.

“I don't know what you're like, but to me, the Freshman of Blackfield is a hero who wants to risk his life. ”

Now I have as much eyes as a lagoon.

While he was pouring out his words, the scars on his cheeks perfectly expressed his feelings.

“While the target point may change along the way, our objective is to secure the eastbound line in front of the Fresh of Blackfields. I'm going to jump because I don't have enough time. This operation is dangerous as the commander of the Special Forces. You know how dangerous it is to go down a parachute on a poisoned enemy camp. ”

Gerar feeds and laughs and then looks at the crew again.

“I will ask you one last time according to the rules of the 13th Regiment of the Foreign Forces. Who wants to get out of this operation? ”

No crew raised their hands. No, there was one member of the crew who had rather an eye for self-esteem.

Gerar nods.

“Save our hero with our hands. ”

Chulkerduck!

The youngest man pulls the trinket roughly as if he were answering.

Keeping the hood on your head from the hymn.

* * *

“Waaah!”

The screams burst as if the apartment were leaving.

It was just after the frightened commander got on the truck.

The men watching TV were creepy, and the women clapped with tears.

The scene immediately followed, when the commander climbed onto the truck, with his right foot on the railing of the truck, shooting in succession.

* * *

DIA director Brandon was treating Eaton with cold eyes.

“So stop broadcasting. ”

“I feel like I'm seeing the future of the British Empire. I can't believe the head of the Intelligence Service couldn't keep what he said confidently. I feel ridiculed. ”

“I didn't know the Director General of Information would turn his back. They were cunning. ”

Brandon laughed perfectly with his mouth up.

“Haven't you seen Lanoke too lightly? ”

“If the General Intelligence Bureau had done as promised, he would have died last night. ”

“Eaton.”

Suddenly, with a nice voice, Ethan stopped saying what he was about to say.

“Now that this has happened, our DIA should make a compelling and distressing excuse for preparing this broadcast for the Korean Special Forces, and participate in this operation. We've already launched Greenberry at SOCOM. ”

Brandon stares at Eaton with no emotions at all.

“But this time, I knew one thing about what you did. That Ranoc had powers we didn't know. ”

It was Ethan's moment to open his mouth in a delightful hue.

“On the contrary, something terrible happened. Even the US Army Special Forces watching TV think of the Korean Special Forces and the presence of the Gods of Blackfield as heroes. ”

Brandon's cold-spitting words blocked Eton's mouth.

“Go back. The General Intelligence Agency of France put pressure on you. Instead of quietly skipping that damn broadcast, keep you alive. So you should go to Korea on this road and beg Lanok for his life. ”

“Brandon?”

“Ah! You'd better hurry up if you can. When the Gods of Blackfield arrive in Korea, you will somehow have a hole in your forehead. Like someone in North Korea. ”

Eaton nods as he swallows the dry saliva.

* * *

Kang Chan quickly swept around with his right foot tied to the railing of the truck.

Goddamn it!

You have to attach an amulet to your right foot or you'll get shot in the leg with a gun.

The bullet didn't fly out of the confrontation zone right away.

Fortunately, there was no place to hide because the surroundings were lying.

Clumsy! Clumsy! Choke!

Kang Chan grabbed a rifle while the truck was shaking big and pointed at the rocks that had risen to the brink.

When someone hid and blew a portable missile, it was all over.

Two snipers placed their guns over the head of the truck and were vigilant, and the crew were sharply staring forward.

The crew with the thighs, the lagoon with the left shoulder, and the one with the waist, the crew with the thighs.

A member of the Sickoman Blood ascended above the gray military uniform and laughed forcefully.

Seek.

Kang Chan smiled and looked around again.

Don't die!

Let's go alive!

Choke! Fuchung! Fuchung!

And the hymn pulls the two-foot trigger.