God of Blackfield

“The great North Korea has approved the application for Eurasian rail connectivity on the south side……. ”

The North Korean woman Announcer read the announcement with an exaggerated accent that seemed to have been lifted from the bottom.

“Establish a framework for the development of North-South peace. In order to prevent the disruption of the railways, the North-South Centre shall decide to appoint its management to the Eurasian Railway Committee. ”

The announcement of the North Central Broadcast was as it was reported in the news of the Republic of Korea.

“Whoa!”

The whole Samsung dong office was shouting loudly.

These are the agents who have been struggling together.

I had to find them and knock them on their shoulders.

Nevertheless, Kim Hyeong-jeong was unable to move in the heat of the snow.

Where was the last one?

I found Kim Tae Jin for this, and I met Kang Chan there.

Kim Jong-jeong slowly got up from his seat and stood toward the window.

When I gave up everything in Mongolia, the surprise of the hymn that appeared was that things were becoming increasingly strange in a row.

Choi Sung-gon, Hwang Ki-hyun, Song Chang-wook, and his remembered agents and crew came to mind.

He was looking for his father to the end, his aunt who buried his dead child in his heart and went down to Zheng Jiang, the wife of the counter-terrorism team agent who was sacrificed in the International Building, the crew who was sacrificed in Operation Libya and the crew who were sacrificed in Mongolia, and the daughter of a bucket who only laughed so hard at the last moment.

In the meantime, the image of those who were sacrificed passed through his head without a second thought.

How could this be done with the power of one person?

But it would not have been possible if the hymn had not stood in front of him, as if he had given his life.

Kim Hyeong-jeong frowned and lifted his gaze to the sky to suppress the blushing snow.

I miss it.

Kim Tae Jin will be riding black in Kang Chan and Mongolia.

And now there are the members of the littoral lake, Gerar, who feel like sisters.

Kim Hyeong-jeong snorted.

There's still a lot to do.

There seems to be a pile of work to be done from now on.

“Thank you.”

Kim Hyeong-jeong said a heartless greeting and turned around.

“Whoo.”

The Republic of Korea is from now on.

* * *

It's discharge day.

During his visit to work, Yoohyuk cleaned his bed and surroundings with a dull face.

Soldiers in black uniform, with rifles, strong eyes, and even the sound of breath, protected the infirmary.

They called him a member of the counter-terrorism team with a pole on his forearm, and Hye-Sook just felt like a soldier.

At first I was scared.

And then they weren't disappointed.

Those are the men who would have jumped into engagement in Afghanistan and fought with their lives in the international building terrorism.

When I heard that Kang Chan was alive, I was amazed and delighted, and then a cry came out looking at those outside.

It was a pity that the families of the sacrificed crew would never hear that their son, their father, and their husband were alive.

Those who are so stubborn run to the place where our sons, husbands and fathers will die for the name of the Republic of Korea.

They're the ones who are going to guard the infirmary now, throwing their lives away and running in ways they don't even know.

It was when Yoohye-Sook snorted with regret.

Glug.

The door opens and the magnifying glass enters.

Because his eyes were more red than hers.

“Honey...? ”

Yue Sook, who stole the snowflake, called her husband.

Then I gave him a look outside.

Someone's out there.

A rifle with a soldier squeaked, and a nasty conversation broke out.

Hye-Sook quickly tried to hide his face.

Dory seems weak in front of soldiers like that....

It was then.

Someone entered the open room.

“Huh?”

Hye-Sook made a foolish noise.

It was a hymn.

The son I missed in my dreams.

“Huh? Huh? ”

Yoohye-Sook stretched out his arms and approached the hymn.

“Mother.”

He's a more covered son.

In her son's arms, wrapped around Hye-Sook's shoulders, she burst into a loud cry.

* * *

Kim Guangxik was the face of a man with a soul.

The announcement of North Korea's Eurasian rail connection on television at 10: 00 a.m. was literally a surprise, although there was an outcry from the National Intelligence Agency Chief Gordon Woo at dawn.

Although the next generation of energy facilities may not be available, the Eurasian Railway will be ready if the construction of the connecting line with North Korea is completed.

I worked hard.

Song Changwook said he wouldn't be ashamed. For him, this announcement was unexpected enough to make sure this was the case.

I noticed that there was something hidden.

Gorgunwoo's call was made, and North Korea's decision was just as surprising.

By the way.

Gogunwoo's words, which came shortly after the announcement, took out the spirit of Kim Gyeongsak and made it look like he was sitting across from him.

“This is the achievement of the late Deputy Commissioner, who returned at dawn today. Sooner or later, you will be able to meet me when you go out to the Eurasian Railway Commission. I told you not to be too surprised at that time. ”

Kim Kyung-sik's soul came out of his head by then.

“We had no choice but to announce the death of a critically injured deputy commissioner in order to make this decision in Cuba and Bermuda. ”

By the time I heard what he was saying, I felt like my soul was sitting on the couch across from me and looking at me.

“So where is the deputy commissioner now? ”

“I will see my mother and attend the ceremony of the martyrs of this operation. In the afternoon, we have tight schedules for the appointment of information directors from different countries. ”

After that, I shared a few more words, but there was not much conversation that Kim Gwangsik remembered.

Aah!

“The President wants to see the Commissioner this afternoon. ”

There was such an important saying.

* * *

“Thief!”

The cries of Nomo and the cries of his wife are always sad.

“Jin-soo! You! ”

It seems that the screams of the father who searches for the name of his son who did not put his machine gun to the end, rips his chest open and vomits it.

Pearl!

A large open pole covered the coffin.

Quong!

Whenever the badge of Tai Chi was stuck to the head of the coffin, the fever of families who did not want to miss the end covered the solemn plantation.

Even with such a family left, the crew did not retreat to the end.

The auditorium at the back saw a picture of a bucket without a word.

There was no one who called the name of the bucket, even before the expanse of the pole covered the coffin.

‘What's that? ’

Nevertheless, the bucket in the spirit was as audacious as asking the hymn.

‘Sherman, Siegfeld. ’

‘Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. ’

"I'm sorry."

‘Deputy Commissioner! Please be nice to your senior. And I can do that. I really like you. ’

I felt like a bucket of voice was being heard in my ear.

Kang Chan was in the corner.

Behind him, Gerrar, Lagoon, and the counter-terrorism team were all around, and no one was staring at you right now.

Without the bucket, you would not have noticed that the enemy surrounded C4.

He must have wanted to protect the Iron Statue even though he was dead, and that's what he meant.

‘Thank you.’

‘Can I hear that? ’

I just felt like the bucket was smiling embarrassingly.

* * *

I don't know how three days went by.

In the meantime, he met Lanoke twice, and now he has some consciousness.

“Mr. Kang Chan. From now on.”

“Should I continue with this? ”

On the question of hymns, Ranoc nodded as if he understood everything.

“This is the eye when I lost my wife. There was a time like that for me. ”

Ranok, who reached out from the bed, covered his hands with a mighty zigzag.

“It's not something Mr. Kang Chan promised to avoid. If you do that, the rest of the work will be twisted and twisted, and eventually you will run to Mr. Kang Chan. ”

In the end, should we do this in the information world?

Kang Chan bitterly smiled and opened his mouth.

“I want to go to Russia. ”

Lanok shakes his head with a smile like he has never seen before.

“There's nothing urgent about finding Basili. ”

I've never seen such a smile before.

“I think Raphael should give the Commissioner a chance to serve the red tea first? ”

He turned his head and saw Raphael with a proud face.

“Can I ask you a favor? ”

“Absolutely, Monsieur River. ”

Raphael turns around with pride on his happy face.

* * *

Time slipped again.

A 30-year-old girl in a neat outfit was in front of her, and behind the wall and behind her, her parents watched with a blurry face.

“Gentlemen!”

“Yee!”

Longer answers like Gossari.

“I'm going to meet someone really important before class today. ”

The doorknob was in front of the child, the child touching the nose, looking at the teacher with at least a humble eye.

“These are the people who built the ball for our country and received the medal from the country. What did you get?”

“Medal!”

The children gave a big answer.

“Yes, my classmates are going to meet these wonderful people today and say hello and ask them questions. ”

“Yee.

Even a small, snowy Omega had to answer.

It was that moment.

I heard a squeak outside.

The teacher quickly turned her gaze outside, and her mother's gaze also moved toward the hallway.

“Gentlemen!”

“Yee!”

While answering, the children's gaze kept running outside.

“The National Intelligence Counter-Terrorism Team, who set up a big ball to connect our country to the Eurasian Railways, has been particularly helpful to you. Let's all clap! ”

Even moms snore out of their necks.

The children began to clap, and the mothers went to bed.

Eww! Eww!

It was the moment the teacher walked in and opened the door.

Shh, shh, shh.

Five men in black uniform slowly stepped in.

"The kids are coming!” I applaud more chaotically.

Boys looked like they saw a great character in cartoons.

One of the mothers who saw the man in front of her stopped her from speaking.

“Tomorrow is our democratic announcement. ”

“I'm sorry."

“It's okay. Be sure to buy bananas when you get here. You're healthy, right? ”

“Yes.”

I want to make that call!

With the four letters "Republic of Korea" on the left arm and a clearly shining pole underneath…….

“Huh? Huh? ”

Oh, democracy took place in the dance hall.

Then I looked at my mother with my big eyes and took her gaze forward again.

“Dad? Dad? ”

The polish was still holding gauze in his ear.

“Daddy!”

Shhh!

Thin, short legs, a small body rushes quickly towards the glitter.

Hot rocks!

It was time for O'Shin to hold the Ominos and lift them up.

Four men, who were behind the Opulence, approached and knocked on the back of the Omnicism.

“Gentlemen! You are a wonderful man who has received a martial arts medal this time. May I once again applaud those of us who have been with Oman's father who have worked hard for our country? ”

There was a teacher saying, and a thunderous applause echoed in the classroom a little differently.

He smiled hard at his wife.

It was a face that anyone could see that the injury had not yet healed.

It must have been too much for my daughter's announcement.

“Honey! You're so cool! What a great dad! You're the best! ”

My wife walked out as she twisted her mouth.

* * *

“Hugh! Hugh! ”

The cries of soldiers returning to the mountain path are heard desperately.

The soldier stretched out his hand as he stretched out his leg.

Phew. Phew. Phew. Phew.

“Uh-huh. ”

The soldier sitting on the floor couldn't stand crying.

A barracks door was opened to see if there was a sound, and Nam Il-gyu slowly approached the crying soldier.

This crew, who passed the first training, must have been subject to removal from the second training due to injuries.

If you just ask me if I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it for a hundred and a half.

If you were unfair to me, the Special Forces volunteer, the soldier with the basic skills who passed the first training, would cry out like this.

“It's okay. There's another chance. ”

Nam Il-gyu was a long time after the soldiers cried.

“Unfair!”

A drooling soldier on the edge of his mouth replied as if he was using evil.

Nam Il-gyu looks at the soldier's face.

“What's the junior's name? ”

“Bucket!”

Nam Il-gyu didn't move for a moment.

What's wrong?

It was the moment a soldier looked up.

Nam Il-gyu sighed and knocked on her bucket shoulder.

“Comrade.”

“Yes, sir! ”

“Be sure to come back next year. Treat that broken leg, like an evil one. ”

“I will! Hugh! ”

“Don't cry, dummy! ”

“It was my lifelong wish to be a special team of commentators! Ugh.”

“How old are you? ”

“Twenty-six!”

Tuck!

Nam Il-gyu tapped the back of the bucket crying.

“Hey! The bucket guy never cries! I remembered your name. So fix your leg next year and come back. Then I'll give you a special skill. ”

The crying bucket shrugs with its sleeves and looks at Nam Il-gyu.

“Have you ever heard of Seoul? ”

“Yes!”

Buckets with bold answers are like, "Are you sure? ’I saw him with my eyes.

“Yes! I'm a man! ”

Choo-choo!

The bucket happened quickly.

“It's an honor to see a legend! Sergeant, it's a bucket!”

“This one. ”

It was when Nam Il-gyu looked at him and sealed his cheeks.

Peep.

The door of the barracks opens and the steel ledges go out.

Nam Il-gyu quickly turned around.

“Senior.”

The crew who dropped out of the second training didn't even have a chance to teach Steel Gyu or Nam Il-gyu.

“This guy, he broke his leg and dropped it. ”

Bugs and bumps.

Steel Gyu approached without a word, but the pressure was great.

“My name is Bucket. ”

Steel Kyu slowly looks up and down the bucket.

“It's a shame to see you cry. ”

“I didn't cry! ”

“Don't you know who he is? ”

A bucket of questions from Nam Il-gyu quickly caught my eye.

“Senior Steel Gyu. ”

“Loyalty! Sergeant Bucket! ”

Steel Gyu quickly raised his hand and received a bucket of salute.

“Comrade.”

“Sergeant! Yang! Dong-sik! ”

“If your legs are healed, come back. ”

“I will definitely come back! ”

The sound of the bucket roars in front of the barracks.

“Come in a bucket that will never cry. ”

“I see!”

Once again, it was time for the cry to be heard.

Wieing! Wieing! Wieing! Wieing!

An emergency siren echoes in the quiet barracks.

Warlock!

In the barracks of Steel Gyu and Nam Il-gyu,

Chuckle! Chuckle! Chuckle! Chuckle!

I heard the sound of weapons.

Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo!

The helicopter's engine burst out from behind the building.

Kwaaang!

A special team of fully armed commentators popped out.

Helmets, face masks, black military uniforms, rifles, pistols, bullets, swords, radios, and armed tachographs.

And…….

The Great Sword on the left shoulder, which symbolizes the Special Team of Recognition.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

The bucket didn't move after the helicopter that carried the crew came to the sky.

Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo!

It was after the helicopter lifted high.

“I look forward to seeing you next year! ”

A bucket of iron roars spread in front of the barracks of commendation.