God of Blackfield

Shahran moves with the rest of the crew, and the few enemies he has left are in a state of chaos.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Tadadadadada-da! Tofu!

Kang Chan leans against an empty enemy base and hears gunfire.

Static.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

I heard a few more gunshots.

Shh, shh, shh.

And after a while, Shahran walks with a sharp face.

It was when Kang Chan lifted his gaze and saw him.

“Enzo was dead. ”

Shahran reaches out after giving the horse.

He had an old, old zipper lighter in his hand.

“We take care of the corpse. Return to Headquarters with my designated personnel and stand by. ”

Kang Chan stood up while receiving the Jiffo Lighter from Shahran.

“If you have orders, answer them. ”

When he turns his head, Shahran raises his eyes.

“Answer me. Legionnaire. ”

Legionnaire means a trainee or a newcomer.

Shahran seems to be such a compliment.

At the rank, he is right to answer as he commands.

However, the hymn stood staring straight at Shahran.

“You'd better calm your feelings down. Legionnaire. ”

It was time for Shahran to growl.

Shh, shh, shh.

Meanwhile, the crew is approaching.

The four men behind him were carrying a sack of black plastic that was clearly Enzo's body.

Kang Chan turned his gaze and looked at the black sack.

It was then.

“Go back, Alui. ”

Oui.

“You take the recruits here to Noodle's base and come back. ”

“Got it.”

Shahran gives instructions and turns away without hearing the answer. I gave a neat concession to what happened to the growling.

I was steaming, but I didn't want to answer anyway, so I was bothered.

An Alluyan crew sends a signal to Gangchan with a nod.

Shh, shh, shh.

Kang Chan moved first.

I didn't even want to stay in this place anymore.

It was clumsy. For the first time, it was clumsy enough to excuse the inexperienced fight.

If only I had a little more skill.

I wish I had experienced this kind of combat.

Shh, shh, shh.

Let's see. I'll never lose anyone again.

The truck had been out there for a while.

Gangchan and Alui walked in front of him, and Shahran and his men were following him with Enzo's corpse behind them.

It was the hill where RPG had flown the previous morning.

There was a way down the stairs, and the hillside area was hidden, so it was really nice to hide troops or trucks.

Beyond the hill, I turned around on the slopes and arrived at the truck.

It's only been two days and I'm tired of it already. Those damn moons and stars. But just as we couldn't shake those bastards while they were still alive, for the time being, these military uniforms, weapons, and death would drift away with the sun, which would feed on the moon and the stars, and now stretch out into the darkness somewhere.

First thing I needed was a truck and a break.

All I had to do as an heretic was have skills and experience.

At this point, I wanted someone to be by my side.

Someone to put their hands out.

It's okay, because it's the first time, and I think it's great now, but it doesn't matter if you ask me to answer the order.

Feeding.

However, if there was one such person in Korea, he would not have come here. But there must be something like that here.

When Kang Chan looks around, Alluy points to the truck in the back.

Needless to say.

After walking to the truck, he climbed up to the luggage compartment behind him and sat on the bench next to him.

Alluy, who shakes her head, climbs into the driver's seat.

Boom!

Damn it! I couldn't be happier to hear the sound of the truck's engine and the smell of the exhaust gases.

Kang Chan took a cigarette out of his pocket and asked his mouth.

Grunt! Grunt! Ducky!

The truck shook as it moved, and the wind passed just as fast.

Chul-kung!

Damn! The sound of the owner's lost lighter is refreshing.

Cheers! Cheers!

He bites the end of the cigarette at the lighter's fire, which was blown to one side by the wind.

“Whoo!”

Son of a bitch. If you can't even smoke a good cigarette and you're gonna die like that, why didn't you move because you were stuck in that cave?

By the way.

I didn't like the taste of cigarettes because I smoked alone.

* * *

Grrrrrrrrrrgh!

As the transporter sank, Fabian slowly looked around the interior.

After more than a decade as an officer in a transport unit, you can see the cargo, people, and places you're carrying.

From the experience I've learned, these guys lose.

Above all, I now leave them to the recruits who experienced the first battle. Operation orders will be issued soon, and they will all die in that operation. Of course, with the recruits waiting in Nudelle.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.

The transporter sat down like it was hard to handle the weight of life.

* * *

I slept well.

The water, tobacco, and ceremony that Alluy gave me suddenly made me feel rich.

The distant sun said, "What are you doing alone? ’Under his face, the auditorium moved to the headquarters table with a ceremony and three bottles of water.

Whether Shahran did it or not, I liked the fact that the bodies of the rebels killed by Gangchan were cleaned up.

Turn the lid of the water bottle and then lower the torso and pour water on the head.

The water that soaked the bowl with short hair dug through the neck and chest and fell to the ground.

“Phew! Phew! ”

The insides were all cool.

After sweeping his face several times with both hands, the auditorium sits on a table and looks around.

The flies covered in blood on the ground were telling us exactly where the rebels died last night.

Kang Chan picked up a new bottle of water and drank it cool.

And I also finished breakfast relaxing.

I drank water again, and then I asked for a cigarette.

It smells a little stronger than it did before it washed away from the dry hair. Is this how it's supposed to be?

Chul-kung. Chiait!

I lit a cigarette and spent time leaning against the chair.

I'll give you food, I'll give you guns and bullets, I'll give you water, I'll give you cigarettes.

I thought it would be nice to have five years like this.

And then you get your citizenship and make yourself feel good when you travel abroad?

I can't imagine anything.

In an unmistakable outfit, you carry a French passport instead of a rifle on your shoulders, and this time you're really on a trip.

That's when the plane will sound completely different.

Ughhhhhh!

Don't say that.

Whew!

Kang Chan turned his head and looked up at the sky.

Looks like the transporter heard a "trip" from a distance. ’I was sitting down with the feeling.

What are we supposed to do?

Do I have to scream like Enzo in cotton?

Even so, I won't leave this place to the recruits who arrived two days ago, so there's no reason to worry about it.

While the auditorium was watching, the transporter sat down and ran roughly along the runway.

“Son of a bitch!”

No matter how dusty it was, I was cursed. The transporter slowly turned its head as the dust descended from its head, clothes, rifle, and table.

Grrrrrrrrrrgh.

The rear door opens and the crew walks out.

Shh, shh, shh. Shh, shh, shh.

The hymn gave sight to the third person.

At least he was wearing a handgun in a military uniform with less time.

The crew were all 17.

“First, give me a place to rest. ”

What are you saying? You want me to take care of the recruits now?

“Hey, give the crew a place to rest. ”

A hymn that looked into the eyes of the soloist turned his head.

“Pick any of those empty barracks over there and put the cloth back up and use it. ”

Shh, shh, shh.

The crew moved to the tent pointed at by the hymn.

Whites, blacks, and Orientals were appropriately mixed. With their eyes full of excitement.

“One step at a time. Not four months faster than the original promotion date. ”

Taaak.

The insider threw the documents on the table.

Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Transporters returning with the transporter were carrying water, seeding, weapons and medicines on the cart.

“The envelope contains a map of this place. Listen carefully to the radio as a new operation is coming down in two days. Good luck."

Insolence turned around without wanting salutation or asking for answers. I could tell without informing. It contains a feeling of discomfort, like treating a dead person in his eyes.

* * *

Summer 2007.

The gardener frowns and stares at the crew standing in front of him. As he slowly turned his head, he fixed his gaze on the crew to the far left.

“The most thorough.”

“Sergeant, you're the best! ”

“Hey.”

“Sergeant, you're the best! ”

It was about 3: 00 in the afternoon when the sun warmed the back.

“The army is getting better, and I don't know what to say. Do you know why? ”

“Sergeant, you're the best! I'll fix it!”

“Hey, you bastard! All the hostages are dead! What do you want to fix? ”

“I'll fix it!”

Even at the end of the curse, Choi Han replied firmly.

The gardener turned his eyes again.

“Moon Jung-ho.”

“Sergeant Moon Jung-ho! ”

“The guy who jumps into the window of the building closes his eyes? ”

“I didn't close it! ”

“But you son of a bitch! Why did you hit the window frame with your head! ”

“I'll fix it!”

“Hey, you bastard! While you say you're correcting! With your colleagues! The hostages are dying! You know what? I don't care if you make a mistake and you die! ”

The skewers of 606 were poisoned today.

“With a colleague next to you! The hostage who trusted us and waited for us is dead! Is there a way to fix that? ”

“I'll fix it!”

The gardener slowly turns his head and stares at the crew standing in front of him.

“Train accordingly to put the Taekwondo on your forearm. ”

The gardener turns his head completely to the right after speaking in a calm voice. A three-storey building built of cement stood in a horrible way.

“It's a minute and a half to take control of the building, clear out 15 terrorists and escape. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand! ”

Of course, I'm not yelling and answering like an educational unit. However, the readings and narratives contained in the crew's answers.

“Operation begins in 10 minutes. ”

After speaking, the gardener turned around and walked as if he didn't even want to see it.

“Clearly! Salute! Right away!”

It was after I finished saluting after the strictest commandment.

Shh, shh, shh.

Choi Hyuk walked first, and the crew followed.

“Keep smoking. ”

Moon Jung-ho handed over a cigarette to Choi Cheolhan, who was sitting on one side.

“What's going on? ”

It was a question asked by Moon Jeong-ho, who turned on the lighter to Choi Cheolhan.

“Whoo!”

First of all, Choi Han let out my long cigarette smoke.

“Check your calendar. It's the 28th day of my menstrual cycle, so today is just the day I start my period. ”

The crew who were listening next to him laughed bluntly, and one of them cackled about whether cigarette smoke was on his neck.

“How long did it take us? ”

“One minute and 42 seconds. ”

Choi Hyuk nodded.

The crew was replacing the broken window in the previous exercise.

Inside, we'll be moving the mannequins of terrorists and hostages to reposition them.

“Focus. You know that guy, he's behind the loss of his crew on the black card, you know that. ”

From the very beginning, the crew turned off the cigarettes and put the buttocks in the cigarette bag.

Everyone raised their bodies.

He wore a black military uniform on his helmet, and all he could see was the Dalai Lama's left arm.

“Moon Jung-ho.”

“Sergeant Moon Jung-ho! ”

Choi Cheolhan called, and Moon Jeong-ho answered quickly. I was joking until a little while ago, but now I don't have any jokes in my strictest voice.

“Focus. If you hit your head on the window frame one more time, I'll break it. ”

“Got it.”

Choi Hyuk raised his head and looked at the model building.

“One minute and 30 seconds. 20 seconds to get off the roof. Twenty seconds to enter. Ten seconds to kill a terrorist. 40 seconds to hostage and escape,”

The crew looked at the building with the utmost glance.

“Forget that you've been successful. We've already lost our qualifications for our mistakes today. Because of you, I'm awake. You've insulted me so far? I just move on.”

Choi Cheolhan slowly looked back at the crew.

“Let's be good.”

Let the crew out. “Okay.” I said yes.

The moment I saw the most thorough eyes, I felt like I had the answer.