God of Blackfield

At the same time as pulling the trigger, a muddy mass splashed into the driver's seat's glass, and the truck was heavily rattled.

Ta 'ang!

Kang Chan pulled the trigger in succession.

The passenger seat glass was twisted into a spider web.

Yikes! Yikes! Stubborn!

The sound of the roar, the whistling of the turtle in the truck, and the enemy jumps out of the gimbal.

I didn't have time to think.

When they come running, Enzo will be brushed to the ground like his companions next to the truck.

Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta 'ang!

Whenever you pull the trigger, the enemy's head flips backwards and blood splashes heavily.

Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta 'ang!

It was time to kill three more.

Tuduwei! Kaga River! Thu Thu Kang! Fubberbuck!

Enemy launches counter fire. Burnt trucks and surrounding dirt splash roughly.

It was when Kang Chan hurriedly bowed his head.

“Shuffle!”

Enzo moves from a lying position to an elbow position.

“Give me the gun! ”

I mean, just die.

Kang Chan quickly handed over the rifle he had collected beside him.

Enzo pushes his torso with a shotgun like a paddle.

“They might shoot the RPG. ”

Well, the RPG that was shot in the hills made the truck look like this.

In front of the rapidly turning gaze of the hymn, Enzo was biting it with a red-blooded eye.

“Step back. ”

“Where to?”

“They don't have snipers! So once you get back to the back of the truck! Before the RPG comes back! ”

Chulkerduck!

Gangchan stood up and turned his rifle to his back.

Then he went back to Enzo's back and put his hand in his armpit.

Chulkerduck!

Enzo aims his gun at Kang-chan with his armpits in his hands.

Yippee!

His blood stains stretched as he was drawn.

While the flies were whining and moaning on his legs, he retreated about five meters from the truck.

“Stop!"

Enzo ordered it, and the hymn stopped.

It was not a bad judgment as it was invisible right from the hills or the truck that was running.

“This place stinks. ”

Holy shit! The smell of dead bodies started when we started, and the smell of burning tires started when we got the RPG.

“They're sending troops just enough to kill them. That's enough to prove that we're trying to protect it, but it doesn't work! ”

The enemy remained motionless behind the truck.

Bourgh!

Then another truck came out of the hill.

It's hard to see here, but there's a space between them.

Space to conceal two trucks.

No, it has to be a much bigger space than that.

Then why don't you shoot the RPG?

“They must be trying to avenge their blood. You and I must cut our throats and kill each other. Whether you do it alive with a knife or strangled with a dagger, it means you're going to kill it anyway. ”

Enzo explained why he didn't shoot the RPG, as he fully understood the heart of the hymn.

It was easier to understand because he showed a choking movement with his hands. This will kill you in a hidden learning environment.

As the hymn smiles, Enzo glances at you with a puffy eye.

“Can I smoke? ”

“That's it, while we're coming from over there. We can afford it. ”

The hymn that took the cigarette out of the top left pocket and passed on to Enzo's mouth first took the cigarette bag to his mouth and bit one.

Iron Kung! Toothpicks!

“Did you pour oil? ”

“What was in the tent. ”

I lit Enzo first, and then the cigarette of hymn.

The truck was approaching as slowly as it was walking.

“Whoo!”

It felt like the smell of the funeral smoke that the two of you were about to emit, but all the cigarettes you smoked so far were useless. The cigarettes were good enough to taste.

Kang Chan gazed at Enzo's leg.

The flies that cling to each other like blood are waiting for Enzo to die.

Evil bastards.

I don't run to a good hymn, but Enzo's eyes and ears keep running, and then I get kicked out.

The truck was approaching about 200 meters away.

I laughed because I was in such a tight environment.

“Whoo!”

What if I didn't even have a cigarette?

It's a terrible thing to think about.

“Why are you coming so slowly? ”

“There's nothing urgent. I may have seen your shooting and thought you were a sniper, so I'm probably pushing you from behind. ”

As Kang Chan nodded, Enzo pretended to hit the air with his two hands and said, "Push the truck!” I explained it again.

The French language attribute training was the best.

Well, it's all ears.

Enzo looks at the hymn with his red eyes.

“I was wrong. He's bleeding too much. You smoke one more cigarette and you quit here. ”

Kang Chan quietly handed over one cigarette and asked for another.

Iron Kung. Cheers!

“Whoo!”

It was after you two lit it up.

“Enzo.”

He gave me a glance instead of an answer.

“The two of us. Let me know how to live. ”

The truck was 150 meters ahead. Whether it was really pushing or not, it was slower than before.

“If we win them running alone, we can both live. ”

Enzo smiles and throws his answer.

“Fighting with a knife? ”

“Come join the rest of the trucks! ”

After Enzo pointed to the floor with his index finger,

“I'm coming. ”

He pretended to pull his palm back inside.

“I know that much. ”

It was the first time Enzo smiled like that.

“If the guys behind the truck run in unison, we'll get through it. Then we can both live. So stop thinking crazy and go on your way. ”

“150?”

“I don't think so now. ”

Kang Chan nodded.

“Aren't you afraid of dying? ”

“I……. ”

Kang Chan looks straight into Enzo's eyes.

“I hate being alone. ”

It was after a short static flow.

“Poor guy. ”

Enzo's words crossed.

“You want to die? ”

The answer to the hymn flew right away.

Fiesta!

It was after the two smiled similarly.

There was something I wanted to make clear.

“This is good enough for an RPG to fly, right? ”

“Yes.”

With Enzo looking at him with his eyes open, he moves toward a truck that still smokes black smoke while lowering his stance.

Choke!

With the rifle turned forward, the auditorium aims at the wheels of the truck coming from a distance.

Taaaang!

The front of the approaching truck was sure to sit down.

Those bastards!

This is where the king started!

Kang Chan first came and pointed his rifle at the wheel of the truck that was spreading.

Ta 'ang! Ta 'ang! Taaaang!

I also liked to aim because I stood obliquely.

Three wheels burst and the truck sat on the ground at a strange angle, and there was no shooting of the enemy.

Kang Chan freely filled his waist with two rifles and a bucket of ammunition.

Ahhh! I have time.

I picked up cigarettes from the pockets of the dead and even took the medical bag I threw away.

He had a face that turned white enough to be clearly discernible even though he was covered in dirt, and his motives died.

Why didn't you get to know these guys while you were being trained?

Is it okay to look at the dead and touch them like this?

Kang Chan returned to Enzo in a duck step.

“Were you from the North Korean Army? ”

“No.”

Enzo was certainly a surprised face.

“You hit that tire on the street one foot at a time? ”

Is that so surprising?

What's wrong with an exotic squad ringing its name?

It's the bridge that flies cling to.

Kang Chan lifted the bottle of disinfectant upside down and broke into the wound.

“Argh!”

Next, I took out all the tobacco that I had collected and smashed it with my hand, and sprayed it on the wound, and spread it on it like a covering of a bloody offering. I was lucky to have tied my thighs so hard that the blood stopped for some time.

As you can see, the hymn wrapped Enzo's legs tightly like a mummy.

It was a time when the lazy sun had not yet reached the apex.

I didn't realize there was an enemy 100 meters and 200 meters ahead. If it weren't for the trucks smoking black smoke and the bodies around them, I could have believed Enzo and I had an accident while traveling to Africa.

After tying the bandages together, he wipes the blood on his hands with a bandage wrapped around Enzo's leg.

“Tobacco?”

Enzo nods and reaches out his hand.

Iron Kung. Tooth Profit.

“Whoo.”

I sat down and smoked towards the truck and the hills.

It's not bad.

It is clear that you are sitting with someone looking in the same direction.

“What about the next backup? ”

“Coming in three days. ”

“Until then, if they're dying, should we be doing this? ”

“Whoo.”

Enzo emits long cigarette smoke instead of answering.

The bandage was already bloody, and the flies were running again.

If you do this, Enzo dies.

Everyone assumes that if you throw someone who has shed blood like this in the absence of medical common sense, they will die for about a day.

He scratches a cigarette on the floor and stares at the truck in front of him.

They must be waiting for the time to pass.

If the sun passes through the apex and goes behind your back, the darkness will spread, and you can aim for plenty of time.

I need water, I need food, and most of all, I needed blood.

This isn't even a circle, Dracula.

No matter how loose the first uniform was, everyone around me laughed when I wore it.

What about now?

But they'll look like some kind of foamy exterior in their eyes wearing something that fits.

Kang Chan looked back.

It took me about 20 minutes to get here by truck.

This time I saw Enzo again.

Can we do it?

But we still have to, right?

“How do I get back to the unit? Do you have one?”

He looks at the hymn with suspicious eyes.

“They're gonna do it with a knife? So you're not going to shoot if you don't go crazy? ”

It was a conjecture.

Enzo's Eye? ’When you look at the emotions.

“Carry it. There's no way we're gonna shoot, but if those bastards are gonna hit us with a knife, we're gonna kill them! ”

Choke!

“Because I have a gun. ”

“Crazy bastard! Stop carving and get the hell out of here! ”

“If you stay here, you die. ”

“Only one of me will die. ”

“What are the chances of shooting? ”

“If I hadn't shot you before, I would have run with a knife. ”

“That's enough. ”

Kang Chan lifted another rifle and placed it diagonally on his right shoulder.

“I'm going to do this, so here's the bridge. ”

Two rifles were caught on the left and right waist.

Yet this time I put another rifle around my neck.

“You crazy chick! We have to lose weight!”

“You should have a gun. ”

It was after Kang Chan made the answer plentiful.

Enzo painted an incredibly nice smile.

“Chick.”

The French have a unique eye color.

Sometimes it looks cruel, and sometimes it looks very deep. Like Enzo now.

“I was glad to see you at the end. Now stop and go. ”

“Enzo.”

Kang Chan took Enzo's head.

“I don't know the way back. ”

Looking at Enzo smiling like he was bluffing, Kang Chan adjusted the ring of the rifle. I was most pleased to see his willingness to go with me in his laughter.

“Let's go!”

Chuckle. Chuckle.

As Kang Chan turns his back, Enzo leans over and hugs his neck.

“Turn it off!”

I tried to swallow the screams, but I couldn't help but ring from my neck.

It was after Enzo grabbed his neck.

Kang Chan lowered his elbow to the ground.

Because of that, Enzo came up completely on the back of the hymn, and from a distance he said, 'Do those bastards burn their last love?’ It was also a curious posture.

Kang Chan turned his left arm and grabbed Enzo's left leg and put it between the rifle and the ring.

“Argh! Hick! Argh!”

Ahhh! I'm going to put some more morphine in here before this!

Well, Enzo can't help it.

This time it was the right leg.

“Argh! Hick! ”

It was a miserable scream.

There was a clamoring breath between the scream and the scream, but it would be better than dying.

Both legs entered between the rifle and the ring.

“Grab my neck! ”

Enzo hanged his arm around his neck with a sigh of pain.

Oh, my God!

I heard my left foot first.

“Shuffle!”

He lifted his right foot.

“Profit!”

I put my back up.

But I've never done this with my motivators, so why would this man take care of me like this?

Shh, shh, shh.

It was when Kang Chan turned his back on the road he came from.

I heard a scream from the back.

It's just hard to pretend you don't know this.

Oh, my God!

Turning around, I saw the enemy's head out of the truck.

Chulkerduck!

Kang Chan hangs his rifle around his neck.

Taaaang!

When you pull the trigger, you smell the hook gunpowder, and at the same time the enemy's head is flushed and the Fibo is lightly sprayed.

Enzo said, "Were you a sniper?” I didn't answer the question.

You son of a bitch!

Why are you putting your head in front of a poisonous man?

I'd rather shoot.

So kill Enzo first or kill him all at once!

Then I won't let you run away or die!

Kang Chan turned his back and walked.

Shh, shh, shh.

Towards the other side where the lazy sun cub was.