God of Blackfield
221 It is dark under the lamp.
Kim Hyeong-jeong was holding his phone in the other ear with his extended phone over his shoulder.
“It's an entire contingency. Yes. There, the French Intelligence Service and the General Intelligence Service stopped working abroad. It appears to be a willingness to bend thoroughly and not show your insides. Yes, I'll report it as soon as I see it. ”
After a conversation with Gogan Woo, Kim Hyeong-jeong opened his mouth on the shoulder with a monitor.
“Russia and China have already been notified of a state of emergency. Focus on moving troops in the United States and the Middle East! Yes! I take special care not to leak the information I've given you from both countries! Well done!”
Choke.
Kim Jong-jeong, who dropped off his phone, confirmed the espionage of overseas agents who were busy on the monitor.
This has happened since Kang Chan left for Cuba.
Europe, of course, was taking military action, mobilizing special forces and air carriers to China, Russia, and the United States.
I never imagined this day would come.
The French Intelligence Agency and the General Intelligence Agency, which shut down the exterior doors, handed over information in secret, and Russia and China handed over intelligence in the form of dozens of reports every day.
There was more that was clogged.
The atmosphere in Africa and the Middle East changed completely as only Uzbekistan exerted influence in Saudi Arabia.
Did you imagine that?
This is the day that Shiite protects and communicates information to Korean intelligence officers from Sunni?
I didn't expect this to happen until I met a hymn in the hope of connecting the Eurasian railways.
Without the hymn…….
The dream of the Eurasian railways would have flown away, and at the same time national intelligence would have been too busy to notice why those countries were doing that.
Honestly, I didn't think this Cuban operation was this big.
The United States, Russia, France, China, the United Kingdom, Germany, and almost every other country has a share of military mobilization.
The Deputy Director of National Intelligence of the Republic of Korea is standing in the middle, and a special team of the Republic of Korea protects him.
Kang Daegyeong lifted a cup pushed to the corner of his desk and drank cold coffee.
Though I can't pull the trigger together, I'm determined to do what I can now.
Kim Hyeong-jeong, who lowered the glass, gazed at the monitor with a burning face.
* * *
Geeing.
After hearing a heavy engine, the aircraft raised its altitude.
It is a first-class aircraft in front of a civilian aircraft.
After the call, Kang Chan put the phone down.
I heard the current situation through Lanok, Basili and Kim Jong-jeong.
The United States is moving air carriers?
I doubt it, but Sherman was involved.
If the profit is greater than the expense, you can mobilize as many carriers as you want. However, there is a possibility that there will be a world war at any time from the moment the carrier moves.
Kang Chan looked out the window with a deep breath.
It was from the moment I took off from France.
My heart is pounding a little and I'm starting to warn you that the place I'm going is dangerous.
It's what I assumed.
Every time I lay in bed, a damp steamer wrapped around me.
As Gerard and D'Ye said, the operation never ended dully.
There were countless enemies who had been steamed or heartbeat before.
But there is something called robbery.
This steam is as sticky and damp as death.
Kang Chan put his arms on the table and gazed out the window.
Siegfeld, what does this bastard really want?
What are you up to?
Are you sure Sherman's gonna be okay with this?
It was also problematic that this type of operation was the first.
Although! This is the first time that the star of David has officially appeared in the world. Of course, no one has ever had this experience.
It was when Kang Chan was staring at the clouds that stretched beyond the window as if he were staring at the enemy.
“Here, have some coffee. ”
The littoral reef appeared as if it were cutting through the mind.
A big glass of plastic with two sticks in it.
The littoral lake placed the cup in front of the hymn.
It was when I heard his gaze.
“Another heartbeat? ”
A lagoon sits next to the chant with its eyes closed just before the tension.
“Fuchch.”
“Why?"
When you hear the laughter of this son of a bitch, you smile strangely.
“It's just that we wanted to do some really big things. ”
“Crazy bastard.”
“Fuchch.”
Kang Chan drank a sip of hot bag coffee.
At this point, especially during the flight, the bag of coffee and the cup are a real comfort.
“Let's live together. ”
“Hey! If you were dead, you'd be out of Afghanistan or Africa already. ”
“I'm sure he did. ”
What's wrong with this son of a bitch?
The lagoon that saw Kang Chan's gaze opened its mouth again.
“When I thought the captain was dead this time. Ahhh! I thought you were crazy then. That's not a good thing. So what if I don't? We all have to live.”
They both laughed, killing each other.
I thought this was a funny conversation while laughing, but what if his face and speech were funny?
“Sleep well.”
The hymn stretched and pointed to Gerar who had fallen asleep.
“What about the captain?”
“I'm off the phone, so I should go to sleep. This is the right place to start. ”
”Got it.“
The Stone Canyon returns to its place and puts the chair back.
I have nothing else to say.
If you want to handle what the heart warns you to do, it's wise to sleep a little longer and eat more once.
Arrived at Jose Marti airport at 3 p.m. local time in Cuba.
The aircraft circled over the runway and proceeded straight to the airport maintenance window.
The members of the Communist Party were surrounded by airplanes in robust outfits that were clearly escorted rather than threatened.
The door of the plane was opened, and the audition was the first.
With the lagoon, Gerar, and the face covered, the fully armed differential and Kwok Chol Ho moved together, feeling hot heat and intense sunlight hugging the group.
“This is Rua, in charge of Cuba. It's an honor to meet you. The plane is ready.”
An agent of the General Intelligence Agency approached among Cuban personnel.
“The plane?”
“Over there.”
It was a civil aircraft prepared by the General Intelligence Service.
I heard that the airport itself is so poor that I have to change to a small plane, which is two hours away from here.
A Cuban man with a moustache is in front of an Intelligence Department agent.
“Differentia. Secure the east line to that plane, alert the area around the plane. ”
“Yes!”
The differential fungus, instructed by the hymn, immediately commanded the crew by radio.
Shh, shh, shh. Pfft.
Three crew members disembarked from the aircraft and positioned around the prepared aircraft with Kwak Chul-ho.
Kang Chan again turned his head towards the Intelligence General's agent.
“Move the cargo. ”
Oui.
Cargo first.
The vehicle moved and unloaded and then carried it on the plane to be boarded.
It's gonna weigh a lot.
Kang Chan was anxious, but neither the General Intelligence Agency agent nor the cargo handler spoke of the problem.
All the cargo was transferred over 30 minutes.
“Differentia.”
Kang Chan pointed to a new cargo plane with his head.
Radio was reported, and at shovel, all personnel were taken off the aircraft and transferred to a small aircraft ready for landing.
“Well done.”
“I'll be waiting. ”
The hymn of nodding to Rua was taken on the plane with Lagoon, Gerar.
After the differential fungus climbed up with the crew who were securing the same line.
The aircraft immediately entered the runway.
It was a fucking two-hour flight.
It's shaking because there's a breeze in the ocean. I said I can do that. However, Praya Santa Lucia Airport was just a four-lane runway to the edge of the wasteland.
Dwwwwwww!
Once I stopped here and took off, the airplane withstood so much vibration that the tires had to be replaced, it stopped sharply at the end of the runway.
“Ugh!”
The Stone Canyon robs his head.
Not only that, but the hymn felt tangled in my head.
You son of a bitch! You can meet me in a place like this!
It was time for Kang Chan to get off the plane, swallowing the curse.
Bourgh. Bourgh. Bullshit.
The truck and the passenger car are approaching.
“This is Rico, who has local responsibilities. ”
Black skin, hidden eyes, moustache. An agent who looks like a Dry Body or a Cuban is approaching politely.
It takes approximately 40 minutes to unload.
While the differential fungus and crew were guarding the surrounding area, Kang Chan slowly looked around.
Everywhere I looked around the airport, there was a rare wilderness.
It would be difficult to distinguish whether this is Africa, Afghanistan or Mongolia, if we left it unexplained.
I wouldn't have known if it wasn't just the smell.
The smell of a hook running when you open an airplane trap.
Often it is the smell of ginger in that country, but also the smell of real dirt.
“Whoo.”
Kang Chan snorted.
Cuba, no, Santa Lucia here, smells of dark tobacco soaked in sea water.
The heart warns of a stronger danger, and the hymn turns to Steel Gyu.
‘I think it's a start. ’
He nods briefly as his gaze confronts him.
Steel Gyu was already looking into battle.
Five crew members climbed into the cargo compartment of the truck, and the remaining personnel were in the passenger cars.
I ran the rattling road again for about 20 minutes.
And what appeared was a two-storey cement building that was standing on the ground floor, so it didn't fit in at all.
Halfway through the window, the air conditioning, the gritty gray walls, the stretched wires for suicide or electric torture, and the satellite antenna.
“You can rest here. ”
While Kang Chan from the car looked around, the crew identified the building and installed a weapon on the roof.
Every time a unique breeze sweeps around the sea, dirt comes out.
The smell of wet tobacco in the dirt reminded me that it was in Praia, Santa Lucia.
It is also true that we are in combat, not tourism.
“Internal confirmations are complete, rooftops secured. I will place six crew members outside separately. ”
After hearing the report of a masked differential, the hymn went inside.
To be honest, I was a little surprised.
The old appliances were disturbing, but the interior of the building was not enviously decorated with luxury hotels.
“D'Ye. Assign rooms. ”
“Got it.”
The lagoon rises to the stairs on the right with the final day.
The rooms were all eight.
Gangchan, Sukgang Ho, and Gerar used the room in the middle of the second floor, next to Steel Gyu, Nam Il-gyu, Buckingham, and the room across the street.
Is there somewhere you can shoot?
It was time for the auditorium to look out the window of the second floor room.
An agent named Ricoran came in with a curious face.
“What would you like to do for dinner? ”
Somehow, it was a strong face that felt like getting something to eat.
“Is there anything ready? ”
“If you say so, I'll be ready. Cuban meals, spaghetti, pizza, and more American steaks. ”
“Wait a minute. ”
Kang Chan moves to the door and pushes his torso toward the ground floor.
“Darye! What do you want to do for dinner? ”
“If it's a cup, I have instant food, Kim Chi. Let's eat that!”
The answer came directly from downstairs.
“We'll eat what we've prepared. What about you?”
“If you don't mind, I'd like to eat here, too. ”
It was the same answer as I had guessed.
Kang Chan replied by smiling.
The cups were boiled in a large pot, and the instant rice was taken out. Dinner with kimchi wrapped in it.
The fact that the flight was difficult meant that no one would eat.
By the way, Ricoh vomited three more poisonous pills for the first time. I eat spicy kimchi for a long time.
I don't have anything to eat, but there are some people who seem to hate eating.
Rico was just like that.
The meal was moderately finished.
Whenever I drew water from the sink, I heard a motor whirl.
Three crew members were enough to clear out dinner.
Kang Chan moderately retreated from his seat and left the building.
Sunset near the sea is dark red.
I don't know if it's humidity or salt water.
However, the sunset is so dark that the clouds become cloudy that it can be seen by the toxic seaside.
Just like it is now.
Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.
Kang Chan had a simple dinner.
I didn't say it, but it was because my heart was beating stronger from the moment I put the ramen in front of me.
Kang Chan slowly looked around.
Sniper?
The crews on the rooftops lit the lights in their eyes and deployed six crews in the area where the sniper could be found. It is also difficult for the sniper to be alive.
What the hell is this?
It was time for the hymn to breathe loudly.
Profit.
The door opens and the steel ledge comes out.
He had the same fluttering eyes as the hymn.
Three or four steps of steel stand beside the hymn.
“It's been a long time. This much tension. When the darkness shines, Ilkyu and his companions will take you and look around. ”
Steel Gyu slowly looked around and said.
“If you don't mind, I'd like the deputy commissioner to have a weapon and a radio. ”
“Got it.”
If a crisis is long enough for Steel Gyu to nag like this, it is best to make a minimum of preparations.
It was a time when the darkness swallowed up little by little when we were here in Santa Lucia every day.
Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.
Kang Chan lifted his eyes and looked around.
What is it?
What kind of son of a bitch is this?
I know it's frustrating, curious, and crazy, but I don't know what to do until it happens.
It was about time I took another look around.
The darkness brutally swallowed up the last remaining sunset.
“I'll go in and get ready. ”
“Be careful. Don't overdo it. ”
The turning steel ledge stops and turns its gaze.
Nod.
That was all.
I think he nodded briefly in the sense that he knew about the hymn.
Is this really a good thing?
You're going to meet an unbelievable man like Siegfeld, and putting so many of these people in danger?
When Kang Chan went inside, Steel Gyu and Nam Il-gyu and Bucket were already ready.
Guns at the waist, bullets, a pistol tied to the ankle, a great sword, a revolver with a back turned around, and a great sword hanging strangely up the left shoulder.
The atmosphere on the first floor was as heavy and fierce as Steel Gyu's eyes. There was a glorious glow in his eyes and it was completely different from just before the battle.
“Differentia. Prepare military uniforms and weapons for me to wear, and from now on, maximize my vigilance. D'Ye and Gerar, the final day, the victory, and Idouhee are also armed. ”
Differentia and the end day, which read the gaze and expression of the hymn, moved quickly.
While Kang Chan was wearing his military uniform, Steel Gyu stood at the door with both Nam Il-gyu and Bucket Gyu.
Cheers. “It's bass. The River Senior is on the outskirts with you two. Deployed allies ensure no misfiring. ”
Cheers. “Joe, copy. ”
Cheers. “Joe, copy. ”
Cheers. “Joe 3, copy. ”
It was after the transmission of the differential fungus and the crew outside.
Profit.
Steel Gyu, Nam Il Gyu, and Bucket Gyu, who greeted Kang Chan, went out.
Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.
As time went by, the instinct of warning darkened, and now I feel a sharp knife stabbed in my hand's eye and neck.
I looked around at the crew with my hands full of pistol, sword, spear, rifle, and radio.
There was only one person who did not know the meaning of this eye.
It was when Rico gave his gaze to the atmosphere that stood on the day he started from the hymn.
Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!
I dug my ear with a familiar gunshot.
“Reinforce the crew with the roof! D'Ye! Gerar! ”
It was when Kang Chan moved towards the door.
Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchung! Fuchung!
I heard gunshots again.
Cheeit. “The North Korean 8th Army Special Forces! Repeat, North Korean 8th Army Special Forces! Don't let your allies out of the base! ”
A chewy, spit-like radio came in.