God of Blackfield

Two of the twelve died, leaving Smythen, Alle and Foreman behind.

Only seven people were moving to the next village, and there was no crew to leave the operation.

Shh, shh, shh.

The man who walks in front of me is a hymn.

An old commander with a rifle on his right shoulder and a right index finger on the trigger ring.

The Westerners felt torn when they put on their military uniforms, whereas the hymns seemed strong.

Let's at least look at it now.

When the last battle started and you ran, you said, "You've been laughing and chatting with monsters like that? ’I have a lot of ideas.

By the way, the monster is not the enemy, but an ally.

My brother is a good fighter and a strong brother, just like when the crew saw the hymn.

It is also the monster that suffers most from the death of the crew, even if I die, even if a colleague next to me dies, the hymn will be as painful as it was a little while ago.

Wouldn't it be a little weird if you didn't believe that you wouldn't put your crew in a position to die?

If you do something cowardly to be part of an alien special forces team, you have to deal with the humiliation of being excluded from combat like Smythen.

The Special Team is the only place where you need to pass special training for your supported personnel. Those who will beg for their lives are not where they came from in the first place.

That was why the crew was facing Smythen, and that was why Ale and Foreman sent a pathetic glance to Lesnov and his crew to please take him away.

Now Ale and Foreman have to go to another battalion to take on a mission that has nothing to do with it.

A crew who turned their back on their colleague's death and survived.

It would be far more honorable to lose a man and be in the hospital.

Chuckle, chuckle.

Shortly after walking, the smoke looked far away.

Then came the macabre and disgusting smell.

Sabak!

Upon climbing the dunes, Kang Chan closes his mouth and looks forward.

It was all over already.

Whether the tribesmen were piled in one place or set on fire, toxic dark smoke was rising from the corpses piled around the entrance, and a thin smoke was rising from the wooden roof on the dirt wall.

Burning a corpse on fire is the last thing you do when you leave.

Sabak!

Kang Chan went down the dunes.

His crew followed him with heavy silence.

Everything that was seen at the entrance was not at all different from what was expected of the hymn.

“Look inside, two by two. ”

Upon the instruction of Gangchan, the crew entered the village with their guns pointed at them.

Dirty bastards.

Pour enough petrol to burn it.

I would have done this to make sure no one survived, but I was really sorry to see you so slick on the fire.

It was time for Kang Chan to look around slowly.

“Stand! Stand! ”

I heard the crew shouting from the inside.

Hudadak!

And a man came running out of the barracks.

Warlock!

Kang Chan grabbed the runaway child.

Shh! Shh!

The crew who followed saw the hymn stopped at the scene.

“Argh!”

“It's okay! Calm down! It's okay!”

“Wow! Argh! ”

It was also a boy.

In this situation, a girl never survives.

Kang Chan walked back inside the town with his waist up.

To stop the tribesmen who would have lived with him from seeing him on fire.

“Argh!”

Shh, shh, shh.

The desert unfolds again as it passes through houses that still smell and smoke.

Kang Chan quickly pressed his shoulders.

“Look! It's okay! So take it easy!”

The frightened child did not see the hymn properly.

A head with a gentle garma, big eyes like a camel, long eyebrows, and a snotty nose like an Egyptian.

“This is the French Foreign Forces Special Forces. I'm here to help, but I'm late. So just calm down. Do you understand?”

Slowly and calmly speaking, the child nods.

Kang Chan turned his head and said, "Water.” I said to him,

One of the crew received the water and opened the lid.

The child was staring ahead.

“Drink it first. Slowly.”

The child alternates between water and hymns.

I can be scared enough. It could be suspicious.

First, Kang Chan poured a sip of water out of his mouth.

“You okay? Take it slow. I'll stay with you if you want, so don't worry about anything else. ”

The child received the water bottle with both hands and drank it carefully.

The more reason came back, the clearer the sadness.

The child who drank the water shook his head and cried with an elongated knock.

Kang Chan stood beside the child like a loyal servant with a rifle. It was now the direction in which the shadow, which stretched a little longer, looked at the sun as it passed in front of the child.

Shh, shh, shh.

“No more. ”

He sneaks at her to report where he found her. You don't have to do that now.

“Establish perimeter and rest for a while. ”

Oui.

Reznov takes four crew members and moves forward.

After about 10 minutes, the child gave a glance to Kang Chan with a trembling breath.

I didn't have anything to do now but to look at you slippery.

“I killed them all. ”

‘I've seen it.’

I said it with my mouth, and I looked up with my eyes.

“I killed all our tribes. ”

The child, who was evil enough to remember the time, slapped his head again with the palm of his hand.

It was a while later.

The child opened his mouth again, as if he had lost his feelings.

“I asked you to give me the Sultan's relic. ”

I've never heard that before.

Did Sunni do this shit because of the Sultan's relic?

I wanted to keep my eyes open.

I didn't want to be suspected of being interested in the treasure.

Fortunately, the child was shivering his gaze to the ground.

“We don't know! ”

The child shook his head.

‘I don't care about that. So you don't have to talk about it. ’

“I don't know why you put me in there alone! Everyone told me to hide! I didn't even ask for revenge. Allasin said he'd protect you! ”

The child was looking straight in the eyes of the hymn.

Tiredness, drowsiness, and hunger filled the child's eyes to see if the extremely sharp tension was relieved.

“Would you like something to eat? And take a deep breath. I'll protect you like I do now. ”

The child shook his head quickly.

“This is a long way to go. Hold on. I'll protect you. ”

A child, who was pondering for a moment, pointed his finger at the desert.

I heard the look and there was nothing.

Booth.

The child got up and squirmed.

“Go. I'll follow. ”

Shh, shh, shh.

Looking back once every two steps, the child confirms the hymn.

It was about 20 meters after I walked out of town.

In front of the sand restarting, the child fell to the ground.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I lifted the stone square plate.

Kang Chan looked inside.

There was a dirt staircase down, and from the middle of the staircase, it was dug into the darkness and saw nothing.

“If you feel comfortable going in there, go in. I'll keep it here. ”

The child shakes his head.

“Come in with me? ”

This time I nodded.

Well, that's about as demanding.

Kang Chan turned his head and nodded in the sense of going down to the crew behind him.

“Let's go in.”

A child strapped to the floor with his hand went down and confirmed the hymn again.

Shh, shh, shh.

It is dangerous to enter places that have not been searched. But I also said something else in this state. So the hymn went in with the child without saying a word.

“We have to stop the stomach. ”

“Isn't it too dark then? Do you have a fire?”

“You can close it. ”

Yeah, I was trying to reassure her.

After going further down, Kang Chan grabs the stone plate and blocks the entrance.

Grrrrrrrrr.

As the light gets cut down on the slab, it narrows.

Grrrrrrrrrrr.

I was cut off.

It was a moment of darkness lurking in the pit.

A subtle light came from the inside.

What is it?

Kang Chan looked at the child with a dark face.

It felt like a little fluorescent light wrapped in cotton.

Because the light was so blocked, little by little the light slowly entered the basement.

It was nothing.

I just dug up solid dirt like a stone, and it was all about 10 meters in the shape of a long corridor.

You must have kept the food. It was the kind of place you wanted to go.

The problem was that the entire wall was shedding a subtle light. Well, there's something called a fluorescent stone.

The child sits on the wall with his back squeezed about a metre inside. I was worried that it might catch a cold because it was good.

The child holding the knee buried his head.

“Aren't you hungry? ”

Nod.

Kang Chan moved forward and sat on his back against the wall of the child. I put my left knee up, and I put a rifle on my right thigh.

“There's a legend in this basement. ”

The child began to speak in a sleepy voice.

“If it's because of me, just go to sleep. ”

“Only those who bathe themselves in the light of Agadez gain the true power of the Sultan's relic. ”

I was scared, and I felt like I was talking to make sure I wasn't alone. The kid who went into the bathroom away from home said, "Is he outside?” and confirm my mother's presence.

“We don't have the Sultan's relic. ”

“Yeah, don't worry. ”

“I killed them all. ”

The sound of the child's breath changed when Kang Chan breathed loudly. The child who spoke clearly until a little while ago fell asleep.

A subtle light wrapped around him like a hymn and washing his child.

I don't even know his name yet. And I didn't even tell him the name of the hymn.

It's hard to guess what she might look like when she grows up. Maybe he's scared and has nightmares all his life, or he's a murderer who's obsessed with madness and massacred Sunni. Of course, there is also a chance to overcome this pain and become a great person.... Oh, shit! I know it's rare, but it's there.

The sound of the child's breath subsided and then sank again.

It was a bad dream.

If the Sultan is somewhere, I wanted him to wash away his pain with this ridiculous light called the light of Agadez.

Kang Chan thought he should forgive Smythen.

I thought it would be nice to ask the Intelligence Bureau to help him. There's a prerequisite for him to follow the hymn.

* * *

Shahran looks at the retreating crew and looks at them.

According to information from the British Intelligence Service, Agadez must have a treasure related to Blackhead.

There was also a reason why Kang Chan turned his back on the eleventh arrondissement.

Things get complicated if the talented Oriental conductor gets something. He never said, "There's something weird here, so I brought it.” You're not the one to give it away.

Rather, he was good enough to give it away like some kind of exchange ticket and make the wrong demands on the intelligence services.

“After.”

In any case, the operation was a clean failure.

Needless to say, two foreign squadrons and two former Special Forces have returned with more than half of their personnel lost.

“Escort the injured first, identify the damage and report it. ”

After a short instruction, Shahran turns around.

It was now my intention to return to the radio and set off a helicopter that would bring the Old Testament.

‘Please come back from the dead. ’

Shahran hated hymns.

I didn't like the strength of the Oriental people, I didn't like the glowing eyes, and I hated the charisma that bends the crew even more. I hated coming back alive like an evil when I threw them to death.

If someone asks you why you don't like it, you just say you don't like it, but if you ask them why you don't like it, you'll ask them what to say.

The feeling of facing the leopard that revealed it towards the neck.

Shahran felt that way every time he saw the hymn.

Is it because I'm interested in connecting with the British Intelligence Service?

Because of the good looks of the Oriental people who never want to compromise with injustice?

“Hmm.”

Shahran tries to vomit uncomfortable breathing. At the end of Nudley, I remembered the glance of the hymn that I had endured without answering.