God of Blackfield

Fuchung! Fuchung! Pie Yi Jung!

As the night deepened, another shooter missed the RPG.

The sound is heard first, followed by a blurry trace of white smoke.

I think you should avoid it quickly, but when you shut up, your body will harden first.

Still, it's a special team.

He quickly shook his head and threw himself.

Khhhhhh!

The wall on one side of the rooftop was severed.

Booth.

And the debris that turned into powder scattered down like a stream of water.

Ta-da!

A spark burst from the tip of the muzzle.

Tofu!

A beam of light emanating from the AK rifle flew towards the roof.

The differential quickly pulled out the grenade that was hanging from the top.

Teeing!

Enemies are running again from both sides of the alley.

Whip! Whip! Tadashi! Tadashi! Ta-da! Ta-da!

The sound of rifles and flames did not stop, even while throwing grenades aloud.

Kuuh-huh!

The rushing enemies fall as if they were flying.

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

The fear of the enemy running around in a turban or Islamic-specific loose outfit was great.

The corpses of the enemies rushed endlessly to the front of the first floor entrance.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Go! Go! Took!

When the first floor is pierced, it's all over.

Fortunately, the building we're occupying is on an uphill, which is purely based on the instantaneous judgment of the lagoon.

“Huff. Huff. ”

The differential on the rooftop wall threw up a rough breath.

Funny.

The fact that the star floating in the sky is the same as we saw in Africa.

It's something I've always dreamed of.

Like the United States, like France, I have no idea how desperate I am to be a special team in an operation under the command of any country in the world.

I thought it would be good to die.

The Special Forces, which were called by the state, believed that was the case.

But what came to mind at this moment was the hymn that Kang chanted when he first practiced live ammunition.

“I! I need a crew to get out of the operation and come back alive! Even if the new information goes out! Even if you are completely surrounded! The crew will survive to the end! You! Dead men! I don't know what it's like to be bloody and see a fallen comrade! So get out of here! ”

Was it like this?

How did you feel when you saw the Korean nation die of bloodshed?

Even in previous operations, the crew were dead.

So I feel more stubborn.

The difference between having a hymn and not.

I looked at the bodies of the crewmembers and agents lying long on one side of the roof.

I was sorry.

If only the commander had been able to predict the enemy's reaction a little faster…….

When the enemy is quiet, he is relieved, but on the other hand, he suffocates.

Why they don't attack, how they move, and what they're supposed to command.

I was sorry to see my thumb gasp with the face of the diagonal wall.

I want to be a crew that survives until the end, even if new information goes out, even if it's completely besieged.

I want the person who dies at the last moment to be a differential, not a Korean.

The differential fungus fell into the pit and recalled the glowing eyes that I saw just before I laid my hands on it.

“Grab your shoulder! You son of a bitch! You're dead! Ahhhhhhh!”

How do you explain the glorious look on your shoulders and pull up the differential?

Will?

It's not that easy to say.

How can you explain the will to pull a man with a torn shoulder?

It was when the differential fungus was staring at the sky.

Zag 'rak. Zag 'rak.

Kwak Chul-ho approaches in a bowed position and pushes the water bag.

Just like applying disguise cream to the face of Sakaman.

Gulp. Gulp.

“Whoo.”

I felt a little distracted.

Furry.

Kwok Chul-ho, sitting next to the differential, put his hand in the top pocket.

“Why don't you smoke one? ”

“Now?”

Differential fungi looked around.

“If you're stuck like this, there's nothing to worry about. I think the other kids will have to have sex with us first. It's easy to eat something. ”

Chongcheol, who saw the differential, smiled, pushed the cigarette and turned on the lighter.

thistle.

The lighter's flame bursts into flames and shows the hand of Kwak Chul-ho.

“Whoo. What's wrong with your hand? ”

“Almost flew a finger at the hammer. ”

Kang Chul-ho replied with an audacious voice as he spit out the smoke.

“Look over there. ”

Then he pointed to the wall across the street with a snowflake.

Differential fungi almost laughed big when they hit the hippocampus.

The interpreter is looking this way with his rifle and crying face.

“I pulled the trigger with my face like that. ”

“I'll send it down.”

“I want to fight. The blood boiled up, and I was scared because I saw the enemy. Something like that. We also need to deliver the order to two French agents there. ”

“What time was South Korea? ”

“It's exactly seven hours slow here. ”

So what time is it?

It was when the differential fungus turned its gaze.

“Lieutenant.”

Kwak Chul-ho rubbed a cigarette on the floor and called out a differential fungus.

“Today was the coolest day I've ever seen. ”

“This is Mr....! ”

Suddenly, you two were killed like lunatics.

“Let's not laugh alone. Let's take turns. ”

Then I heard a rough bang from the wall across the street.

“Got it. Got it. ”

Differential fungi and Kwon Chul-ho moved their bodies and changed positions with the two of them.

“I mean, we're really busy. ”

“Next time you don't like it, you're out. ”

“No one hates it! It's because I look so cool in this battle! ”

“Shut up. Quickly smoke. We should get in touch. ”

As if the two of you were in a hurry, but no matter what the surrounding atmosphere.

I don't know why.

I can see the dead crew lying next to him.

* * *

I don't know how many times I've been fed public oil.

“Ready to jump." Whenever you hear the voice of the pilot doing the test.

Phew!

"Shush!"

I used to lose my mind, but after three hours and 20 minutes of flighting, the fighter went down.

The F16 stopped on one side of the runway only after the tires burst and the vibrations of the runway were greatly felt.

Pussie!

As the canopy opens, the pilot looks back and raises his thumb.

What are you saying to one guy who just sits there?

I didn't give it away, but Kang Chan showed him a similar gesture in the sense of not forgetting his hard work.

Two men in suits and soldiers in uniform gathered around the fighter aircraft quickly.

Wheezing.

The moment he stepped down from the fighter plane, he thought the floor was made of sponge. It felt like the whole body was sitting down as the underfoot went out.

“Kevin from the CIA Middle East. ”

It's a comely night.

A man approaching in the midst of a mess changed the words spoken in English to French by the man next to him.

Isn't it right that you have to be a Korean speaker to write an interpreter?

“Tripoli Airport is currently under the control of the United States Army. It is a condition for supporting the Van Qaddafi regime, but we still have 24 hours to defend it. ”

I could only hear the hymns without confronting them.

It was urgent to join the foreign forces and save the lagoon. Gerrar couldn't make it, but that's why the Congo is in such a hurry.

“I'll give you the message from CIA Director Sherman. ”

This son of a bitch is gonna die in a hurry. What are you talking about?

It was a moment when the gaze of hymn changed.

“We've got five Hellfire equipped apartments, five Black Hawks for rescue, and 50 DeltaForce. Commissioner Sherman requests an interview as soon as the rescue operation is over. ”

I felt like my interpreter really sucked, but I knew enough about the content.

Interview with Sherman?

If we can save the Stone Canyon, we'll also talk to the God of Death.

“What about foreign troops?”

“Waiting outside the airport. ”

Kevin answered quickly.

“I'll talk to Sherman. Where's the helicopter? ”

“Come this way. ”

Strolling along the runway, Kevin struggles to regain consciousness.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The moment I turned around the cargo bay at the airport, I heard the engine first.

Tofu, tofu. Tofu tofu tofu.

The propeller whirl then explodes in succession.

“This way.”

Kevin led the hymn to the blackhawk at the front.

“This is DeltaForce conductor Mark. You can discuss rescue with Mark. Other ground troops depart separately. ”

After a short snow salutation, Mark first boarded the helicopter, followed by Mark.

Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo.

It was the moment the helicopter immediately soared into the sky.

Kang Chan wiped his nose with the back of his hand.

A nosebleed that had never been spilled in combat.

* * *

In the middle of a fierce battle, it was a honey-flavored break for the enemy.

Only 20 minutes.

I wanted to rest a little longer, but I never heard of it.

A loud Arabic is heard first, followed by the sound of the enemy moving around in the dark.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

Starting with the differential fungus, the crew and surviving agents held rifles and attached them to the four rooftop walls.

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

Another simple attack began.

It was the way the enemy jumped from the alley after grinding the rifle towards the roof.

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

It was a perfect market war.

When the flames burst from the tip of the rifle, the enemy came running.

Duh! Duh! Tudududududuk!

Grind AK rifles to target enemy flames.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

It was after the sniper heard gunfire.

Phi Yi Jung!

The sound of RPG flying sharply digs into your ears.

Khhhhhhhh!

The building was shocked enough to shake first, and the remnants of the wall, which had risen high in the sky, were poured out.

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

A French-language interpreter was holding his head against the wall and pulling the trigger.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

One enemy was shot by an interpreter while the bullets were piling on the floor.

Duh! Duh! Toothless!

“Argh!”

And this time, the interpreter fell backwards.

“Argh!”

The interpreter rolls around the floor with his hands wrapped.

You have no idea how powerful that scream is, or how much morale it is.

“Urgh! Urgh! ”

When the next crew member leans against the wall, he looks at the right hand held by the interpreter's left hand and vomits a groaning.

Fingerprints and stops were completely blown and only the cut area looked terrible.

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

No-one could afford to look at him now.

The hostiles who leaned on the building were already at the entrance of the first floor.

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

The two crew members next to the door on the first floor grind their rifles.

When this place is breached, it ends completely.

Despite his drug-intoxicated face, he moved his left arm like a nightmare, pulling out a pistol hanging from his pants.

If you look at the rifle of the crew attached to the spear, you can see where the enemies came from.

The enemies were right in front of the door.

Pueblo! Pueblo!

And the evidence suggests that the wooden door was hit by the enemy's rifle.

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

It was after the door doubled.

Pueblo!

The crew's head on the right window turned roughly backwards.

Furry!

I literally fell to the floor.

Differential fungi are not stupid or stupid.

Nevertheless, the presence of only two crew members at the entrance means that there are not many people on the roof.

Cheeit. “There are not enough people at the entrance. ”

It was just after the left crew wrote evil against the radio.

“Shuffle.”

The Stone Canyon collapsed to the left and moved like a nightmare.

Profit! Profit!

The left arm was bleeding so badly that the blood marks on the bare floor were long every time it moved.

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

Profit! Profit!

The crewman's bullets on the left were rapidly emptying.

“Argh!”

The Stone Canyon hoists the rifle of a dead soldier and hangs on a spear.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

Iron Duck!

“Magazine Exchange! ”

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

Immediately in front of the square spear, the enemy's head flickers and pulls the trigger.

Awareness! Awareness!

One of the crew rushed down from the top.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

When the crew on the left started firing rifles again,

Chuckle!

The barrel of the rifle held by the Stone Canyon is empty.

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

If the crew from above did not rush straight in, the enemy almost jumped into the entrance.

Furry.

As if thrown to the ground, the sluggish lagoon again searches the body of the dead crew and pulls out the spear.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

I couldn't even think about when my right arm was moving.

“Shuffle.”

Every time I raised my body, a scream exploded and I couldn't stop.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

What if there was a hymn?

According to his personality, he would have already jumped out of that alley and shot, pushed out the enemy, and then he would have been shot, scolding the son of a bitch and the son of a bitch.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

The three of them rushed to the Stone Canyon, and there was room in front of the door.

There must be some virtues that made fighting worse on the rooftops.

Duh! Duh! Furbuck! Furbuck! Ta-da! Ta-da!

Even so, the battle was not over.

Hee-joo!

The lagoon laughed with a distinctive expression, thinking it would end here.

Sooner or later, all your allies' ammunition will be empty.

And there is a true Islamic battle.

When dealing with a fallen enemy, they must cut their throats.

It's three, four, and it runs like a bad guy, grabbing an enemy's limb, showing him a big bent knife in front of his eyes, and then it must cut his throat deeply.

Among the chicks who heard the creaking of blood bursting through their throats, there were those who pulled the trigger on my head in a similar situation.

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

It was the first time anyone had won it.

It was time to save the lagoon that was tied to the enemy in the battle of Mangala.

The white-eyed hymn sways the Great Sword endlessly among its enemies.

I used to write evil to be alive....

“Fuck.”

Thank you. And I'm sorry.

But the curse comes out.

Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo.

That's when I heard the sound of a helicopter over there.

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

The enemy quickly retreated.

What is it? Are you an ally?

If you were on the roof, you wouldn't even see it on the first floor.

Pussy! Pussy! Pussy!

At the moment of "What is it?" I heard the sound of a huge balloon falling out of the air first.

Khhhhhh! Qaaaaaaaah!

It was a shock to see the building collapse.

Tudadadadadadadadadadadadadadada!

And the white trunk of death filled the alley.

Puebuck! Puebuck!

It's a 30-page machine gun.

At the right moment, the enemy's head disappears and the body bursts into two pieces.

Did you live?

It was the moment that the Stone Canyon looked at the crew right next door.

Cheeit. “Dahye! Son of a bitch!”

What a curse this guy has on the radio!