God of Blackfield

I walked the path I was told to walk on the map. However, the woman with the bomb was followed by children, and the rebels appeared behind her.

You're not stupid or stupid, but you think it's suspicious after all.

After organizing his thoughts, Kang hymn took out the map and looked at it slowly.

I didn't mark the path with a red line long enough to let you know there's a path like this. I couldn't. Even when I was training at the training camp, I told you to take just the target spot and come. I didn't tell you to come through here like this.

Then, while walking the red line, there is a high probability of all kinds of fucked-up situations and insurgents getting dirty.

“Shit! It's not Dong-kyung. ”

Kang Chan recalled the entertainment in front of the stationery he used to play as a child one day. The entertainment center where gorillas in high places just threw this up the stairs one after another.

I couldn't find the answer to the last bad idea I came up with.

Why is Dong-kyung throwing obstacles from the top as instructed by the command. It's not like you get bonus points when you're all up. It's not like a dead man puts a coin back into life.

You can't die like this.

There is also a way to take the mountain in a straight line from where you are now to your destination. It's not that high anyway, so that's actually the easiest way to do it.

“Tsk!”

If it's your first departure, yes. But now I had to think of three heavy casualties above all else.

Shh, shh, shh.

James approached and handed over the seeding and the water.

“One of the casualties was killed. ”

Kang Chan reached out and received a narration. And I sat on my back and drank water first.

Gegen's body was still right next to him.

The man who drank coffee together until the morning was the target of a fly running on the street floor.

After drinking water, I ripped the ceremony and first bit the biscuit in my mouth.

Odd. Odd.

And the bodies of the children who had been brushed in the sights came into view. Children would have liked biscuits more than hymns.

It was torn apart by a dynamite bomb, and because of the punctured body that led to the shooting, there was a huge swarm of flies that was no match for Gegen.

It took me about three minutes to get rid of the recitation and eat it all.

And when he drank the water again, he stood up slowly.

The living crew noticed the hymn.

“Gather round!”

Shh, shh, shh.

I did not see any rebellion in the movements of the crew because of what I saw in my engagement with the rebels.

From 18 to the lecture, there are 8 deaths and 2 serious injuries.

It means that there are eight people who can move even though they have wounds like this, and one of them is still strangling and walking, so it doesn't seem to be helpful right now.

Kang Chan unfolded the map and laid it on the floor.

“This is where we are. ”

A hymn on one side of the map with a fingerprint moves straight to the destination.

“I don't know for what reason. But the rebels clearly know that we are passing here. I don't know anything else, but the bombed women and children are the evidence. ”

One of the crew laughed at his head.

Hey, you son of a bitch!

“If you had prepared the women and children later, you would have heard a truck coming all the way here. That wasn't the case. We were waiting ahead of us and we had to follow. ”

He certainly didn't understand. However, after explaining, I nodded in the glance of hymn.

“There are two ways. One goes straight to the destination on the mountain as I pointed out, and the other walks as shown on the map. ”

The crew heard it with a very calm face, so I thought they were the ones who were looking at it with complacency right before the engagement.

“The problem is death and injury. ”

Following Kang Chan's gaze, the crew turns their heads and looks around. There are only six snipers and one crew up there, so they're standing together now.

“Cafetino.”

That's when the man who grabbed his neck sang a hymn.

“I have a military career, but can I say something? ”

With his left hand, he opens his mouth politely enough not to eat again.

He opens his mouth in a hurry, just looking at Kang Chan.

“This is Smythen. He came from the United States, he lived in the Army. ”

“Tell me.”

“It's a good idea to deal with the dead here. ”

What are you talking about, that crazy bastard?

When he finished speaking, it felt like a single stalk of wind was passing by.

There are eight people who can move, eight deaths, so is there anything else besides that?

Yes! It's my fault you didn't ask me how to clean up the dead, so it's probably my opinion.

And I told him to tell me.

So if you hit me like that, I'll be a bad leader. But I can't help but notice the bold face of Smythen and the urge to hit him.

Kang Chan cleared his mind while looking around for a moment.

“Smythen.”

Oui.

He replied with a look of pride in calling his name.

“Clean up the dead. Even the kids over there. ”

The answer didn't come out right away, and when the hymn turned his head, he said, “Oui.” I came out.

“Everyone help me. Think about the route until then and make your decision before you leave. ”

The crew is scattered again.

With the troops moving in buoyancy, Kanghyun went up to the mountain where Gegen was.

Booth. Booth.

As he stepped on the crushed dirt, the surrounding terrain became more pronounced than below.

This is a mountain that is neither high nor low. To be honest, it was just a blunt cliff rather than a mountain.

It didn't take long to get up to the end.

One sniper and one crew were seen across the street, while the rest of the crew were seen moving the bodies of the deceased and the children.

The surrounding environment looked like someone kept a similar picture attached. It only came about three kilometers this morning. If so, only 7 kilometres are left to follow the road.

I've been up high for a while.

Kang Chan took out a cigarette and asked his mouth.

Chul-kung. Cheeit. Chieit.

The smell of petrol and petroleum dug into my nose, and then tobacco smoke came in deeply.

“Whoo.”

What the hell are you doing here?

The environment is definitely important to people.

When you come to Africa, you have a philosophical idea.

I'm thinking about hitting two because I've hit one in the first place.

“You've calculated where we're going, haven't you? ”

Kanghyun stares at the direction to go in a straight line.

“You thought about it and prepared something more fucked up on the way across, didn't you? Right, you bastards? ”

The lecturer who took the cigarette into his mouth looked down at the path that led to him. If you go that way, Dong-kyung will be waiting and throwing something again. If that's what they want on the map.

“Hu!”

The hymn hardened my heart.

Booooooooooooooooo! Booth!

When he came down, eight of the dead men and children were lying there. The armor strap is loosened and the sleeves are tied together, and the remaining armor straps are tied together.

Then why the hell are you telling me this shit at the training camp?

“Sniper! Come down! ”

“Oui!”

The sniper answers big and moves down, and the crew noticing it approaches the surroundings of the auditorium on their own.

Kang Chan glanced at the crew.

“We go to the map. ”

There was no one to open their mouths, even with the faces of those who did not.

“Heavy Boxes move alternately. There's a possibility of insurgents continuing to come out in front of you, so check your weapons and be vigilant. ”

Oui.

There was a naive answer.

“Sniper! Cover the front line with one of the crew. Secure 20 meters. ”

“Oui”

The answer came out too often and was rather annoying.

“James! Watch your back with Macson! ”

James answered and moved towards the back.

Four of the eight moveable persons escaped forward and backward. The number of people left is four, of course. One of them is holding his back like a patient in a car accident.

In the end, there were only three healthy people left, including hymns.

Kang Chan moved toward the injured.

One crew member pierces the top of the right chest and the other pierces the stomach and thighs. I wrapped it in a bandage, but frankly, it was hard to guarantee how much I could bear it.

As Gangchan lowers, a crewmember with a pierced belly turns his head hard, exhaling a poor breath. I didn't notice it once because it was Western. But when I looked closely, I looked as young as a hymn.

“I'm going to move. ”

A crewmember gazes with sad eyes with dry lips.

“I'll take it with me, so let's be patient. ”

“Water……. ”

Kang Chan shook his head briefly.

I think I learned it at the training camp. Don't give anything to the crew with gunshot wounds to their bellies and breasts. He once again said, "Water..” I hung with a loud voice.

I felt like I heard my last wish.

Do you really think you can live if you don't water this crew?

If a dying man, like Gegen, wants something desperately, does he really do well to stop it?

Kang Chan turned around and said, "Bring me some water.” One of the crew handed out a small bottle.

Kang Chan held the crew's head with his right hand and poured a little water into his mouth.

I opened my mouth and didn't swallow.

But I saw it. I saw it and I knew it. His brown eyes under his golden eyebrows make him happy.

“Thank you, Captain. ”

I closed my eyes as if he was satisfied.

Tuck!

Then he lowered his head to the bottom of his right hand, supported by the hymn. Somehow, it felt more like this son of a bitch died in his chest than Gegen drank coffee together this morning.

Kang Chan puts his head on the ground and takes out the great sword he hung on his ankle. A hole was made in the sleeve and the right military boot strap was cut and tied to the front of both hands. The left armor strap then tied the right armor together.

One of the crew, who was snowballed, moved towards the foot and reached out his hand. The two of them were lifted up and laid beside the deceased, and another crew member disappeared.

The rest of the crew were conscious.

“Get up!”

“I'll take it. ”

The man who grabbed the foot stepped forward and grabbed the position.

It's not bad. We'll take shifts.

A sermon and one other member of the crew helped put the chest pierced crewmember on his back.

Kang Chan raised his hand high, turned one wheel, and pointed forward.

Shh, shh, shh.

It's a speechless walk. I've already come three kilometers, but if I think differently, I've lost nine people walking three kilometers.

All right, I'm coming. On the path you gave me.

Either Dongqi Kong or a monster that looks circular and follows the path and eats, I'll go this way by cutting through the back of my head and killing you.

Nothing happened until I walked about 20 minutes.

“Communion.”

The rest of the crew carried heavy casualties on their backs instead of following the instructions of the sermon.

The man with the back neck looks up and pretends to be wary of the surroundings.

But a hated bastard hates anything.

I walked again. And about 20 minutes later.

“Shift.”

As the hymn falls, Smythen looks at the hymn with an angry face.

Somehow I felt like my head was moving fast.

I felt like I was going to have all kinds of shows falling behind and leaving the wounded to him, and I didn't want to leave the critically ill to him.

Kang hymn moves into position, with two crewmembers standing on their backs.

Hot heat, leaky smell.

One day, I felt the same feeling and emotion as when I carried Enzo on my back.

But he's still a little sane. And unlike the time of Enzo, you also carry only one rifle.

It was about another 15 minutes.

A crewmember who was moving with the sniper quickly approached the auditorium.

“You can see the village about 70 meters ahead. ”

Nothing has been seen here yet.

“It looks like it's an indigenous village from a dune hut. ”

“Who is it?”

“I can't see. ”

“Go and keep your eyes open. We have a place to hide. ”

Oui.

Kang Chan continued to walk forward.

I could not stand the smell of sweat and disgusting odor coming from the wounds in the body of the crew who were struggling to endure the groaning, but I held on to the idea that this was better than the light of death.

After about five more minutes of walking, the sniper sends a signal to lower his position.

Shh, shh, shh.

He approaches behind the sniper and drops the wounded off his back.

The position was good.

There are moderate vegetation and it was not bad to keep an eye on both sides, as the way down goes forward and the way up from the back.

“Hoo. Water. ”

While drinking water, I felt like I was about to fly 100 meters in one jump of how light my body was.

Kang Chan turned his arms toward the back and called out to James and Macson.

There was a village down there where the crewmember said he was going to turn to the right and then go back to the left.

It was hard to tell if this was a town or really a place with dead bodies like South Korea because there was a cemetery in the middle of the mountain. If there is a village there, a man must be seen, but the last man is not a goat.

“After.”

Did the guy with the red line on the map know there was this?

Shh, shh, shh.

At that time, James and Macson came running a little bumpy.

It was when Kang Chan looked back.

Both of them had a formidable look.