God of Blackfield

The next day, until noon, huge amounts of information came from Russia, China and Germany.

It's not the only one.

The agents of the National Intelligence Service sent the information obtained from different countries without a rest.

I believe.

National Intelligence Agents who collateralized the blood, threw their lives at the source.

So I compared the information from other countries with the information sent by national intelligence agents.

“Isn't this weird? ”

Gerard writes his name in red on a large map.

Son of a bitch!

Maybe you're writing like that!

But that's not what matters now.

“The UIS leaders are all gathered in Afghanistan. And so are the troops. With numbers, it's a total all-out war. ”

It's not gonna be easy.

Kang Chan glanced at the names written on the map and the roughly identified troops sharply.

The UIS key executives and troops are assembled?

Is that in one place, too?

“Didn't you plan a massive counterattack on Abu Dhabi's arrest? ”

“Gerar. It would have cost me a lot of money to move those bastards right now. Ask them to find the money line. ”

“Got it.”

Gerar answered and went inside.

Kang Chan smiled and looked at the map.

I was more likely to be Abu Ghraib.

So someone else has to show loyalty to Abu Dhabi to fund it again.

But now this is the yard where my father is being held.

It was obvious that some other bastard was paying a lot of money back.

Kang Chan remained stareless on the map.

It's no exaggeration to say that a soldier like that wants war.

Moreover, UIS is not a national force.

Even if you hit Korea without a hitting, it's a fight between South Korea and terrorist forces, not a war between nations.

To this extent, I completely miss my expectations.

According to the crew, 606 is of course, and it's hard to guarantee the outcome even after all the counter-terrorism teams.

It was when the hymn was making complex calculations.

“It's time. ”

The end is near.

The hymn took place in his place.

“Bye.”

“Take care of the information. ”

“Got it.”

Kang Chan left the office at the end of a short conversation with the Great Lakes. Then he went down to the underground parking lot and drove to Seongnam Airport.

Only four passenger cars moved together.

‘Isn't that too grand? ’

Kang Chan looked back and forth and gave the final day his gaze.

“Principal, this is a special instruction. I'm guessing you're more concerned with the circumstances surrounding the arrest of the former Director. ”

“It's gonna be a lot of work, but special agents are gonna die. ”

“Not really. ”

The end of the day, sitting next to Kang Chan, gave a bad answer.

“Since Chancellor Huang's terror, everyone has been poisoned and if there is an emergency exit, they run to stand next to each other. ”

Kang Chan turned his gaze out the window.

I have not yet solved the unjust deaths of Hwang Ki-hyun and Song Chang-wook.

I don't even know who was trying to get OTP.

‘Let's do it one by one. ’

War?

UIS shoots and bombs in Korea are scarier than war right now.

The road was not that blocked.

The people on the road and the drivers were agitated by the massive Sacaman passenger cars and the intimidating pressure from the black cars in the middle.

The time of arrival at Seongnam Airport was 11: 40.

Lunch was held at a restaurant near Seongnam Airport.

I have booked a full day, and I have already heard that agents are perfectly wary of the driveway and its surroundings.

Immediately past the airport building to the runway, the auditorium came out of the car.

“Do you have a cigarette? ”

The final day gave me cigarettes and lighters.

Scratch.

“Whoo.”

Smoke was scattered at shovels towards the wide runway.

A cup of coffee would be great.

Kang Chan smiled as he looked at the runway.

He is now standing on the runway of Seongnam Airfield because he was pushed into the ice because he got caught up in the work of a resort car for Daejeonggyeong, Yoohyuk.

I felt more curious about what I was doing than being reborn.

Kang Chan slowly looked around.

The agents in black suits stood perfectly surrounded, with the final day, the victory, and Idouhee standing right next to them.

“Do you need anything? ”

“No.”

Kang Chan turned his gaze back to the runway.

How many battles are there with the final day?

In the meantime, there was a lot of running. He's a horrible man.

UIS?

Do you know what it's like to have an agent in front of you with sunglasses on the end of your chest, a national intelligence and counter-terrorism team member who has a bigger mission than blood?

Do you think you can beat the will of the 606 men who threw themselves into a rifle in the International Building and the Special Forces members who dropped 11 meters upside down?

Kang Chan took a deep breath.

The number of UIS came to mind.

No agent or crew will fall behind one person, but sacrifice is inevitable.

“Deputy Commissioner.”

The sound of the end day cut my mind.

An airplane descends from a distance in the eyes of an uplifted river hymn.

Less than five minutes later, the plane landed on the runway.

Yikes! Yikes! Rear

A white smoke emanates from the wheels and then a large engine sound bursts out.

Wieing.

The plane that arrived at the end of the runway slowly turned its head and approached the river hymn.

It was a sleek-looking, self-contained plane.

Military airplanes have a string of ropes that can stitch up weather and performance, but personal airplanes like that are a little hard to spot.

The plane that came all the way to the front of the auditorium stopped, and after a while the door opened.

As Kang Chan approaches, formal Basilica reveals herself with a pointed face.

“Welcome. ”

Basilica looks back after getting off the plane.

Kang Chan reached out with a smile.

The amputee got off the plane and grabbed the hand of hymn.

I really didn't know we were coming on a plane together.

After the ambush.

Still, Basilica was looking inside like she was waiting for someone.

And there's no way this guy could have brought you a present?

The hymn that gave me the gaze together looked at Basili.

Sherman was coming down with a complicated face.

“One more person who might be here. ”

This is the king.

I didn't have to be uncomfortable with it, so I didn't say much.

“Long time no see.”

“I see.”

Although he was blinded by the tone of the hymn, Sherman did not make any noise.

“Don't wait over there. ”

Basilica looked around and smiled strangely.

Anyway, four came all the way to the car.

If I knew this would happen, I should have prepared a cup of tea....

Basilica, who pulled the red tea out of the runway one day, came to mind, and the hymn was resting.

“Can I get you a car? ”

The final day was approaching and I asked a question.

The amputee understands Korean.

Pretend to be surprised at a time like this.

Lectures asked questions to the extent that they could only be heard on the final day, as if they were giving important instructions.

“You ready for that? ”

Basilica and the best man, Sherman, were looking this way with their eyes to see what was going on.

“I had all the bags of coffee in the passenger car. What are we going to do?”

“Then ask for it. ”

Oh, shit!

If you brought this one, I'll give it to you when you smoke.

Basilica and Sherman said, "What are they talking about so closely? ’I look forward to it with a face.

When the end day is over, the two agents turn their heads and make eye contact and bring a warm bottle and a glass.

“I was going to have a cup of tea. ”

At the end of the hymn, Basilica approached with a distinctive expression.

Glug.

It's midday.

Follow the car on the sunny runway at noon into the trunk of the car.

I remembered a bag of coffee, but even the red tea that I followed the end of the day didn't smell bad.

“Give me a cigarette. ”

The final day quietly placed the cigarette and lighter in front of the teacup.

“Tobacco?”

“Good.”

Basili and the ambush put out their hands, and Sherman refused.

Shh, shh. Scratch.

Suddenly it was not easy to set fire to the wind.

But a man should be able to light a storm.

Kang Chan lit it and handed over the lighter.

When Basilica saw the hymn with a regretful expression, she turned around and set the wind on her back and set the fire.

You coward!

“Whoo.”

Basilica turns around as the hymn emits smoke.

It's the amputee's turn.

He looked at the hymn and turned his back.

Lucky guy.

I smoked while drinking red tea.

In the meantime, nothing special has been said.

About 10 minutes later, a more massive airplane landed on the runway.

It was only about five minutes later that Ludwig got off the plane that arrived in front of the auditorium.

“Monsieur River. ”

“Welcome. ”

Suddenly, Ludwig and Hug had one heart.

Lanoke should have been here.

Not in that deep, humiliating, frustrating place of Loriam, but here we are.

Kang Chan took a deep breath and guided Ludwig.

Ludwig, who moved into the car with him, greeted Basili, the best man and Sherman.

“Would you like to start the car? ”

“Better go to the restaurant right away than that. ”

After hearing Ludwig's comments, the audition looked to the final day. Immediately, a large passenger car, mainly driven by celebrities, came forward.

“Get in.”

I couldn't have anything else, so I got in the car and left right away.

I left the airport and ran for a while along a large road, again on a small road, followed by an unpaved road.

Ludwig smiles meaningfully as he looks at the car moving forward and behind him. It's like being this big for a hymn. ’It felt like doing it.

A car that went up the mountain for about 10 minutes stopped in a wide parking lot.

On the sign at the entrance there was a sign called 'Burning Duck’.

It's a bit funny because it's Korean.

Ahcha-cha! The ambush recognizes Hangul.

Kang Chan pretended not to know and led the group to the restaurant building.

Armed agents were guarding the parking lot and the building, and agents wearing sunglasses were on the inside of the suit.

The audition went inside and saw the final day.

If you lie a little, it's the only hall in the stadium.

But there was only one big table with a moon.

Moreover, the rectangular table was certainly a luxury that seemed to have been prepared separately.

You don't have to do this.

Somehow, the villager who got hit by the lottery called his friends and felt like he was showing off his money.

A dining table that has already been set up.

Now that it's nothing, the audition moves to the silent table.

“Shall we eat first? ”

“That would be nice. ”

Kang hyung nodded and the final day dawned, and three women in restaurant attire brought out food.

The agent was clear.

It was just the movements or eyes of the female staff.

A charcoal fire appeared, followed by a succession of grumpy ducks in sesame oil.

Tooth profit.

Originally, these humans had no interest in food.

So eating is just like eating.

But today was different.

Ludwig nodded and took the roasted duck, and Basilica moved the fork differently than usual.

While eating duck, the soup with meat came out, and after a while, the knife noodles came out again.

But no one drank like a lie.

When everyone sat on their backs with a satisfied face, the table was cleaned, and red tea, coffee, cigarettes, cigars, and ashtrays were placed in front of each other.

Then all the agents in the restaurant went out quietly from the kitchen.

When Kang Chan, who drank tea, picked up a cigarette, the amputee and Basilica reached out, and Ludwig picked up the cigar.

“Monsieur River. ”

Basilica sings a hymn with a sharp expression.

“We all shared information about UIS. There are tons of people in Afghanistan, more than 2,000 people. Are you still going to attack? ”

That son of a bitch must still have something to say.

As Kang Chan looked, Basili opened her mouth again.

“If the regular troops move to deal with that extent in Korea, North Korea and Japan will first react. If that's the case, there's a war that you really don't want. One more thing.”

Basilica looks around the table.

“If there's a battle against two thousand people, this simply doesn't end with the problem of Korea and UIS. It is necessary to block the eyes and mouth of the United Nations. ”

After exhaling cigarette smoke, he pressed the ashtray to turn off the cigarette.

“Basili. I think I've put in place some measures to give you that kind of feedback. Why don't you tell me straight away? ”

Basilica smiles coldly with her mouth closed.

“You make me feel the pity of Jo Jo again. ”

Ludwig smiled similarly to the ambush, and Sherman was an expressionless face.

“North Korea is solved by China's best man, and the United Nations……. ”

Basilica sees Sherman.

Sherman, who received four eyes, coughed and opened his mouth to the hymn.

“The United Nations is our own coordinator. Instead, there's something we want too. ”

I didn't think Sherman was just here to eat burnt duck meat, so I knew he had something to say. But it's unpleasant for anyone to finish talking to me like this.

The hymn sharply stares at Basili.

“Sherman was already on the runway when I got the call. And not the enemy comrade? It is common in the information world to shake hands with a pistol. ”

How unpleasant it was to say it like an excuse. Basili's eyes were not good.

“Monsieur River. ”

At that time Ludwig praised with a generous expression.

“We need Sherman's cooperation in eliminating Josh and Romain. And……. ”

Ludwig looks at Sherman for a moment.

From now on, it seemed like it meant not to say anything else.

“It's as important to get Lanoke out of Loriam as it is to get Romain out. ”

If you can get Lanoke out! Kang Chan slowly turned around and looked at Sherman.

“Tell me what you want. ”

“Unlike Korea, we were humiliated by terrorism. So our government is trying to show voters something before the presidential election next year. ”

“Sherman. Tell me what you want. ”

Kang Chan picked up a cigarette and lit it.

Scratch.

It was when the lit hymn put the cigarette on the table.

“We will eliminate the Taliban and Al-Qaeda leaders who fled to Afghanistan. ”

Kang Chan looked at Sherman with suspicious eyes.

Given the military power of the United States and the ability of the United States Army Special Forces, you don't have to say this.

Sherman, who received a compliment, opened his mouth again with a beautiful expression.

“We want maximum effectiveness with a minimum of people. ”

“Explain yourself. ”

Sherman answered right this time.

“Sixteen Special Forces members must fully kill their enemies and return without any injuries. ”

Feeding.

You crazy son of a bitch!

You want me to kill two thousand surrounded hostiles' brains and get them back to their bodies?

Kang Chan hits the ashtray with a cigarette.

“Sherman. It doesn't make sense to ask the U.S. Army Special Forces to keep one of our men from bleeding. If you don't have any special team experience or if you think you're crazy about the election, you don't have that condition. ”

“Instead of Lanoke……. ”

“Sherman.”

I stopped saying what Sherman was going to say and saw the hymn.

“If Romain or France hurt any of the ambassador's fingers, France will be the worst enemy in the world. And I'm sorry.”

After returning to Basilica, the best man, Ludwig, he opened his mouth again.

“Think first about how ridiculous it is for a special team to try to kill a UIS brain surrounded by two thousand people and never get hurt. ”

Sherman turned his gaze as if he were asking for help.

It was then.

“Mr. Kang Chan. ”

The amputee sang a hymn in Korean.

“We need to concede for once. ”

Suddenly, as he took out Korean, Basili, Ludwig and Sherman alternated between hymns and ambushes with suspicious eyes.

“The key Sherman holds is very important right now. Most likely, the source of the funds that UIS can raise in Afghanistan comes from the Star of David. ”

I knew it!

These guys were tracking the back of the money, too.

“Next thing you know, Josh needs Sherman's help pinching Romain. ”

“Then the Intelligence Bureau will be looking for Sherman? ”

“Right now, the presidential election is more important than that. ”

The amputee looked at Sherman and brought his gaze.

“Apart from Sherman, you and I both decided to follow Mr. Kang Chan. Then we also need you to set up the face of Basili around here. ”

Kang Chan looked at the good guy without saying a word.

Then I turned to Sherman.

“It's hard to refuse Basilica's will. ”

It was after Basilica quickly saw the hymn and the amputee.

“Persuade the surrounding countries to allow our fighters to bomb Afghanistan. If that's the case, the United States will accept it. ”

Sherman did not answer with a firm face.

In front of Basili, the best man and Ludwig looking at him with an exciting face.