God of Blackfield
Chapter 9. We Go to the Map (2)
It was the moment James and I faced each other.
“Rebels!”
He opens his mouth in a hurry.
The panic was formidable, but the hymn was overwhelming.
What is this, watching a horror movie and saying, "I'm out of yogi." ’I also thought that the answer was as lame as the ghosts in the timing.
“What's the street?”
“Approximately 100 meters. The number of people was not determined. ”
Kang Chan saw the native village again.
They know the geography of this place better than anyone. But those guys showed up in time for the entrance to the village.
What are you going to do with it? ’
I'm not sure if the rebels have bad heads or if the hymn is good, but it was too flattering.
I decided to think that Kang Chan was clever and noticed.
It's an uphill path from the back to here.
“I need more ammunition! ”
At the end of the hymn, the crew pulls out the bullet that was hurriedly placed on their waist.
“Sniper goes up with me. James! I don't know if there's a rebel coming from the front, so just watch your back! Let's go up!”
Five bullets are tucked into the belt and the sniper climbs up to the mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Clearly, even though it is a mountain of grass, every time I step down, the dirt breaks and sweeps down.
It was about 30 meters up.
The rebels who were approaching on the road clearly caught their eye.
Whether it's because of the hot weather or not, Azirani grows up all around the road.
The man with the RPG on his shoulder, proudly carrying the AK rifle, was walking forward. Approximately 40 people.
Feeding.
No matter how recruited, this is a well-trained crew.
However, the rebels were approaching at a staggering pace, believing that the numbers were dwindling.
“If I shoot, go straight to the ground. Kill as many as you can. ”
The sniper hangs his rifle forward and falls into a decent position.
“From right to back. I take the left in the visible direction. ”
Oui.
Chulkerduck!
The sniper pulls the trinket with the answer.
Chulkerduck! Choke!?
After pulling the trinket, he hanged the rifle on his shoulder.
Surprisingly, this sound spreads all the way.
It was the moment the rebels turned their heads left and right.
Ta 'ang!
Kang Chan immediately pulled the trigger.
The head of a rebel who was walking from the front swipes backwards, and those around rush to the left and right mountains.
Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang!
I'm aiming for you from above.
I could run around and hit my head, but I couldn't miss the target of leaning on the mountain.
Ta 'ang!
Every time you pull the trigger, dirt rises behind the enemy you targeted. It was a phenomenon where a bullet through the head was stuck in the dirt behind it.
Ta 'ang!
Some people burst their heads like firecrackers.
Ta-ang! Ta-ang!
Pulling the trigger against the poorly educated. You can see the rifle by grinding it. I'm familiar with it, but I don't have an efficient posture, and I'm not skillfully handling weapons.
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh! Tofu!
If you pull the trigger against the forehead of those who shoot rifles in a hurry and panic,
Ta 'ang!
At the same time as the gunfire was sounding, the head collapsed and fell backwards, or the dust from the back was blooming at the same time as Fibonacci was rising from the head.
This is not the fight we want here.
Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh!
They've been trained to kill people for months, and they've been walking to the auditorium and the crew, and they're never gonna be tempted to come here.
Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang!
Few are standing in solitude. And I was running hard on the road where the two of them came from.
You want to live, right? That's why you're running?
You ran because you wanted to live with a weapon, too, right? Then why did you send women and children like that? Because it wraps dynamite around your body, too?
Choke!
Kang Chan accurately aimed at the back of the man who was ahead.
Taaaang!
He looks forward as if he is calling for eternity.
Next, of course, was the man who was still running.
I could see clearly running in fear.
You son of a bitch! Why did you do that to women and children?
To women and children who only had white eyes!
Taaaang!
He falls forward as if someone had grinded him hard with their palms.
And with it, a short engagement ended.
More than 40 people died on the road.
“After.”
Kang Chan lays down his rifle and leans back on the mountain.
This is not entertainment. He pulled the trigger, and a man died. There are a lot of people out there who think that's ridiculous.
To live, I pulled the trigger to survive someone's plan, but I couldn't help sighing.
“First of all, I'm protecting this place. We're running out of people, so if the rebels show up again, call for backup. ”
Oui.
Kang Chan leaves the sniper up and down.
Are you going to keep running like this and run with a knife when you run out of bullets?
I even heard the wrong idea on the way down.
When the hymn descended, the eyes of the crew changed again.
“What is it?”
“No.”
These bastards don't feel so good.
“Smythen.”
Oui.
“Are you still not going back? ”
“Yes?”
Smith rolls his eyeballs and looks at James alternately.
You can't even make those eyes go back?
I read the thought of the hymn.
“You can move. ”
Smythen answered quickly. Then I didn't forget to frown as if it was the pain.
Feeding.
The pain quickly disappeared from Smythen's face when he saw Kang Chan smile.
What does this bastard really look like?
After sighing out loud, Kang Chan told Macson that he would turn his head and go to town with him.
“I go into town like this. James, if the insurgents are coming from behind, we can support the sniper and fire unconditionally. I'll get out once I hear a gunshot. If there's a shooting in town, defend your position like this. ”
Oui.
In front of Smythen's nervous face, Kang Chan confirms the bullet and pulls the trinket.
Chulkerduck!
It was after Macson and Smythen pulled the trigger.
“I'm the lead, left is Macson, you're Smith, right. ”
The lessons learned in the training camp were large-scale.
After speaking, Kang Chan lowered his stance and moved toward the village.
There was no reason to bend to the right and then follow the path back to the left.
Naturally, I went straight through the weeds.
Crumb. Booth. Booth.
Someone on the dirt wall pulls the trigger, and this time the head blows. So as I slowly walked forward, my eyes turned around like crazy.
Every time I saw a hole in the dirt wall, a small crack in the tree trunk and a leafy roof, my nerves were sharpening.
Jabbak. Jabbak. Crumb. Booth.
Every time I stepped on my feet, a completely different sound dug into my ear.
It didn't matter. Unless it was just a gunshot.
I don't care if I miss anything else. Unless it's a shotgun that's aiming for you right now.
Crossing the crooked road, there was a dirt tent just 10 meters ahead. It was all about covering the earth wall with tree trunks and leaves. I could barely see a passageway the size of which would allow me to sit in the back of the hut.
You're looking into all of this?
It takes a lot of time. But it was something I couldn't do. We're about six kilometers to the target. I had to pass through here, and I had to look inside to get out of here alive.
Kang Chan positioned Macson with the index finger and stop of his left hand.
Sasasak!
Macson sticks to the dirt house on the left most and aims for the rifle.
This time it was Smythen's turn.
Kang Chan pointed to the second dungeon on the right.
Wararak!
As the rough-running Smythen enters the dirt wall, the strong hymn and Macson shrivel at the same time.
That son of a bitch!
Didn't you say you had military experience?
If you search this place and get back to life, you might want to find out exactly what that damn military career is.
Kang Chan approached the dirt house in front of him.
Warlock!
It was dark inside, so everything didn't come at a glance. However, no matter how many people had black skin, there was a light to discern the extent.
Kang Chan slowly moved his rifle and moved to the next dungeon.
Warlock!
It's empty here, too.
The hymn that secured the position re-designated the positions of Macson and Smythen this time.
It was about 15 minutes ago that the majority of the dirt houses were identified, and all that was left were the two that were a little further apart.
It was when Kang Chan first made Macson move and then looked at Smythen.
“Big!”
I heard a clear cough that seemed to stop my mouth.
Chuckle! Chuckle!
Gangchan and Macson turn the rifle, and Smythen turns his gaze.
First pointing to Smythen with a finger and a stop, Kang Chan revised Macson's position and designated him.
Then I slowly moved towards the sound.
He had a rifle on his shoulder, and his index finger was on the trigger.
Grind it! You just have to grind it where it's suspicious.
What are you bothering me with?
The sun, the smell of the dirt in the walls, the smell of the grass in the mountains, and the mischievous shadows created by the huts and the grass kept stirring up the glorious index finger.
I really wanted to.
Macson on the left, Smythen on the right, towards the sounding direction, and now he wanted to check slowly after he was coldly ground towards the two remaining dirt houses.
I didn't even hear a step.
The nerve is so sharp that it keeps getting into the trigger's index finger.
Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.
Kang Chan slowly took a breath.
If there were any women or children here, not rebels, you should never have pulled the trigger.
Choke!
There was nothing inside when I pointed the rifle at the first hut.
Kang Chan slowly turned toward the last remaining hut.
Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.
Honestly, if you were an enemy, you'd have had to shoot by now.
If you don't have a gun, you might as well come out with a knife a little later and grind it.
Otherwise, I'm just a murderer.
It was time for me to lean toward the entrance to the last dungeon.
Kang Chan did not move with the gun pointed.
If you hadn't experienced the hills, you probably wouldn't have seen them.
If the overlapping dirt walls looked like the hill that looked up at Enzo, I would recognize them.
Kang Chan pointed to Macson at the front of a wall of clay rising up to the mountain with a jaw.
It was when Macson nodded and slowly approached.
“Huff!”
I heard a clear cry inside.
Warlock! Choke!
Kang Chan raced to the brink and aimed his rifle at him.
It was a dark, low, small cave.
The women and children sitting on the floor were either staring at the strong hymn with their white eyes, or they were staring at it with their heads turned away.
Choke!
I turned my shotgun around in case I didn't know it. It was just women and children.
“Come out. Slow down. ”
Kang Chan handed it over in English, but I didn't understand it.
“Out! ”
Macson, who received a complimentary glance, quickly exchanged her gaze as she spoke in English.
“Do you understand English? ”
Macson crossed the line again, and the indigenous pronunciation crossed over. It never seemed to be English, but Macson and the woman were having a conversation.
“Make sure there are men or armed men. ”
Macson handed it over again, and there was an answer.
“There were no men, and they hid because they heard gunfire. ”
It was time for Kang Chan to take a deep breath and retreat out of the cave.
This time, a woman spoke first.
After I heard everything, Macson turned his head to the hymn.
“If you have something to eat with water, just share it a little. ”
I sighed.
Even though the crew died, they had 10 people to spare for lunch and dinner. A six-kilometer walk would also give the crew a living share. But I didn't even feel what to do if it was the same.
Seven or so skinny women and nine or so tall children want water and food.
“Macson. Go up there and stand on the border. I'll get the crew over there. Smythen, you're guarding this place. ”
Oui.
The commanding sermon confirms Macson's upward position and moves toward where James is.
What's so twisted?
Macson is on the town side, and the sniper on the back is on guard, so I walk a little more comfortably.
“James! Once we move this place down. ”
It was when Kang Chan had just finished speaking.
“Argh!”
I heard a shrieking scream below.