God of Blackfield

While defeating the sniper, I heard rough steps, rifle squeaking, and even a broken branch.

Needless to say, it was a lot of numbers.

The fact that the snipers were deployed and waiting for Urr's arrival means that there are no more snipers.

There are only three victims here who are trying to deal with that many enemies.

“I'm going back!”

The short command hymn quickly moved towards the place where the crew was waiting.

Booze! Booze!

I didn't care about the sound.

The hostiles were approaching with a louder voice.

Despite the shattered dirt, the scratching of the face, the wooden flies, and the stalks on the feet, the strong hail runs like a bad omen.

It is a fast mountain run just after searching under tension for more than three hours.

Shh, shh, shh.

“Huff! Huff! ”

Irik and Mezzani threw up a bad breath.

But it is better to vomit a bad breath than to die a hundred times.

It was after about 30 minutes of suffocation.

Tak-tak!

I heard a rifle strike from the front.

It was a sign of identity.

“Mont! Smythen! Prepare for battle!”

Kang Chan, who gave the order, climbed up the mountain.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

I don't know if the crew who turned the shotgun saw the hymn and quickly turned forward.

Furry! Furry!

“Huff! Huff! ”

Irik and Mezzani, who were brushed behind the crew, threw up a rough breath.

“Water!”

One of the crew quickly handed over the water.

“I think we've eliminated the sniper, but I'm not sure yet. Since the number of incoming enemies seems to be good, keep this position until special instructions are given. ”

Kang Chan, who drank water, explained the situation to the crew.

Booth! Crumb! Shh, shh, shh!

The enemies were approaching openly.

It's night. Not much moonlight.

It was a much more favorable time to believe in numbers and come to the enemy.

I've solved three teams of snipers, and an immense number of enemies are approaching.

Obviously, the information was leaked, and I thought I was planning to take care of the sermons and crew here.

“Captain.”

At that time, as if whispering, Montashel sang a hymn.

It means the enemy has entered his sights.

“If there's a battle, catch those with RPGs or grenades first. We're working on the suspected enemy executives. ”

Montashel said briefly “Oui.” I said yes.

Everyone else has experience, and the words work.

Except for this big guy who's blinking right next to me.

“Darye.”

He gives you a quick glance.

“Unconditional.”

Kang Chan slit his throat with his hand.

It's Korean. We just have to keep trying to say that we don't want to hear the French even if we die.

Busc! Busc!

Enemies flock as if surrounded by hymns and crews.

Even if Gorko's rebels came all the way here, it was pretty believable. Well, that's about it, so it's going to be a mess.

Oh, shit!

Nevertheless, the hymn was so stuffy that a curse came out.

Ignorant, ignorant, I didn't think I'd show up in a white dress at night.

If you were to bring a lantern, it would be bad snow, but this looks like a completely walking plaque.

They spread all over Africa, cutting off the heads of powerless tribesmen, burning them, committing atrocities against women.

Just because people who believe in the same religion are weaker than themselves.

Kang Chan pointed his rifle and waited.

Melee warfare unfolds in a completely different way than you imagined.

When you see the dirt and trees burst right in front of you, your head, neck, or chest explode and die, it's not easy to aim at the enemy without the crazy guts.

That's why there are so many people pulling the trigger with their heads in their heads.

So training is necessary, and combat experience naturally makes the result of training unintentional.

The hostiles are approaching cautiously with a search-like move.

Feeding.

A white dress in a black vest, an AK rifle, a turban around the head, and even a chaotic step.

Special teams are where experienced and experienced people come from, or where they've always been best suited to this situation.

No matter how crouched they are, they are a special team with the ability to put bullets in their shoulders, heads, and trunks.

Kang Chan quickly saw the multitude.

I was at least relieved to see him pointing a rifle at me with his poisonous eyes.

Waiting for the enemy to come closer.

But the previous ones came right down to the ground, but they didn't see the end yet.

How long the hell have you been here?

Buszec!

I saw the enemy in front of me 20 meters.

I wait a little longer, and then they push me up at once, and I get in trouble.

Kang Chan put his finger on the trigger.

The battle begins the moment you pull the trigger without knowing when it will end.

Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan pulled the trigger.

Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The crew began firing at the enemy in unison.

The one who blows his body behind the tree, the one who lies flat on the floor, pulls the trigger on the ones who just fall behind the head of the stone, and they die.

Duh! Duh! Tudududududuk!

The enemy's counterattack was far behind.

Fuchung! Puebuck! Puebuck! Phew! Phew!

While defeating the enemy right in front of you, the enemies who are farther away grind the AK rifle like they won't miss a chance.

Tutu! Furbuck! Fubberbuck! Peeing!

He was hiding himself properly, and the level of his enemies was not so high that the situation was not as urgent as the gunshot.

“There could be more snipers! Everyone be careful!”

A hymn leaning behind the tree shouts aloud.

I took the bullets out of the pockets on the vest and replaced them.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

I only looked at him when he was approaching.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

D'Ye was shooting with a pose beside him.

I heard it was the first battle.

However, in a pointed position, lift the rifle, pull the trigger, and hide yourself under the blunt force.

Plus, one at a time.

“Darye!”

When Kang hymn called, Daeyeru gave him a quick glance.

I saw how my eyes were twitching, as if just before I shot the hymn.

Kang Chan moved his index finger in a U-shape.

If you behave with your head steadily in one place, the enemy will wait for the moment.

No matter how insignificant the rebels are, there could be snipers in there who killed Ale.

Kang Chan threw a bullet at Daejeru.

Nod.

He took the bullets out of his pockets and replaced them.

Chulkerduck!

I'm ready to fire again.

Fubberbuck! Took! Puebuck!

The enemy's firing continued unabated.

It could be shooting to protect those who came before me, or...?

Kang Chan looked up at the ridge.

I can't see the other side because I've been walking down a little bit.

Fubberbuck! Took! Puebuck! Fubberbuck!

The enemies are shooting steadily in front of the hymn and above the ridge.

It was a clumsy shot in some ways, and in others it was intended to prevent it from going up.

It could be a shooting shot to prevent the gangsters and crews from fleeing beyond the ridge.

But what if the enemy comes up from across the ridge?

It was the thing that cooled the dorsal trunk at the crack.

The hymn shook his body.

“Watch where you're shooting right now! And if I scream, shoot in unison! ”

It should be around midnight.

“Cover!”

When Kang Chan shouted,

Pushkeng! Pushkeng! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The crew fired in unison.

Come on, come on!

Kang Chan ran straight to the ridge on the other side.

Warlock!

Then he threw himself on the other side of the hill.

Booth! Booth!

I climbed into the dirt on a cliff and my body went down.

As the trunks and roots scream, white dresses move from the bottom into the eyes.

Choke! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan pulls the trigger in a row with his legs open.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Only the enemies who were right in front of me resolved first.

However, this side is also widespread, and the numbers of those approaching are not enough.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

It was when Kang Chan was pulling the elongation trigger.

Chelperduck!

The big one throws his body roughly and slips down to the side of the river.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

It was Dayeru.

I don't have time to say anything else now.

Kang Chan pulls an elongation trigger toward the incoming enemy on the ridge with him.

I heard the gunfire from the crew in the original position.

When I saw this side, it was coming back from over there.

The gunfire rumbled into the cave.

Even the executives went out to the front line and are now alone in Mahzani Cave.

It was time for him to exhale.

An executive jumped along with an urgent step.

“Perfectly besieged! ”

“What is the enemy's response? ”

Mahzani was a calm voice.

“We are unfortunately noticing and countering the other side of the breach! ”

“Hmmm!”

There must be a reason why they're called monsters, but how do we understand that the sniper has been spotted and eliminated, from operations targeting the other side of the ridge?

Anger has risen from Mahzani's eyes.

“Start Operation Phase 2. Whatever happens, we have to kill those monsters and their men and cut their throats. ”

“Yes!”

The executive replied firmly and ran out.

There are only twelve.

How can we name a warrior if 200 of those hostiles can't be solved by running? How can we hold the position of commander?

Mahzani bites his teeth tightly and waits for the sound to be heard.

It was just after the sun went down.

Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo! Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo!

The armored car pushed up, followed by five squadrons of foreign troops.

Ta-da, Ta-da! Ta-da-da!

Every time an enemy shoots, the crew counters, and every time they do,

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

The bullets falling on the stone scream.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

There was a line of foreign troops behind the armored car.

Shahran was in the headquarters barracks set up on an ad hoc basis.

Whenever the radio comes in, the current combat situation is displayed on the map in front of him.

“We have captured the primary target. ”

One of the crew approached and moved the flag indicating the armored vehicle and the semicircle indicating the two squadrons.

“What about your allies' sacrifices? ”

“Unexpectedly, the enemy's resistance is weak. They're all heavy casualties. ”

Shahran gazes at the other side of the armored car.

It was a mountainous area where armored vehicles could not enter, and there was an eleventh group led by Kang Chan.

“What about the 11th?”

“We haven't heard from you yet. ”

Shahran nods briefly.

It is indeed the British Intelligence Agency.

It was obvious that the sniper's deployment did not suffice, and nearly all of Mahzani's troops were diverted according to hymnal methods.

Shahran looks at the map with a heavy face.

The greater the role of the goddamned Oriental commander, the lower the eleventh rank of dangerous area dispatch.

The British Intelligence Service found the area as lying as it had been told, and at that time the mission came down to the Old Testament as if it were natural.

If his Oriental commander only listens to half of Smythen.

Shahran frowns.

You disobeyed a noble order to save your crew!

Maybe the sniper's head will explode by now.

“Whoo.”

Shahran pressed the pounding zigzag conscience, recalling the stake in the resort car and the deposit account of the Paris Bar Bank.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

The enemies who were aiming for the other side retreated somewhat.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

Kang Chan first changed the bullets, followed by Daeyeo.

What are these bastards trying to do? ’

The men who have been shooting all this time have been hiding their heads like they were cut off for a second.

It's not like you're out of bullets.

It was time for Kang Chan to look around the back.

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

His heart began to beat in haste.