God of Blackfield

Blonde hair, dark eyebrows, deep eyes, and long eyelashes, he was an impression he didn't fit in with an outsider.

Even Shahran's Mankind was a selected member of the clan.

I didn't tell him, but he reminded me of Gilo.

The way I wanted to fly in the sky, I felt like I was encouraged to pick him.

“Stop and go heal. ”

He seals his cheeks and turns around.

“Gerar.”

Ugh.

Gerar turns his head again.

“If you want, I'll send you somewhere else. If that's not the case, you must answer when I say so. ”

Gerard sealed the ball again, then said, “Oui.” As I spit, I answered, and turned my back.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? ”

He asked in Korean, and Daeyeru pointed to the table next to the field bed, talking in Arabic.

“Hey, you crazy bastard! If you don't know it, you better say it. ”

I don't know if I understand it or if I pretend I don't understand it, but I set up a table with Daejeru who wiped his nose with his back.

What a troublesome son of a bitch.

Kang Chan shook his head and moved to the barracks.

The commotion ended with Gerar moving to the barracks next door.

That was enough.

What are you going to do about pointing out the talent to people who don't know when to go out to die? You don't have to tell them that.

It was time for the sun to slip away.

The selected chick from Shahran comes with a canned and dished food and hangs it on a table.

“What is it?”

“Evening.”

“So why do you bring it? ”

“Wouldn't someone bring it? ”

Where did this son of a bitch come from?

Somehow, it was time for the dishes to be handled better than the weapons.

Shh, shh, shh.

With his face tucked in his nose, Daeyeru, who appeared at his waist, picked up and smiled and sat beside the hymn.

I had dinner with the three of you.

With a bloody red evening sunset background.

When the darkness descends, Shahran calls the chicks to the barracks.

“Did you call?”

“Sit down.”

The chick sits in an upright position opposite him.

“The training camp performance was excellent. ”

“I really wanted to come to the 11th century. ”

“The reason is because of the legend of God of Blackfields, isn't it? ”

“Yes.”

Shahran takes a deep breath.

“It won't be easy to adapt. It's okay, so if you're having a hard time, or if there's anything you want, come see me. ”

“Thank you.”

Shahran nods his head and pushes the chick out of the back of his hand.

I didn't have to look too deceptive from the start.

Chul-kung. Cheeit.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he drank a cup of sweet coffee and watched the end of the sunset.

How did he know?

I hope that the Old Testament, led by Kang Chan, will go there.

Regular border troops can fully understand it.

However, the fact that there were three snipers and more than 200 men with mortar shells meant that they were waiting.

The hymn is at the bottom of the chain of command.

It is a difficult position to dig through the lines of command and plan this operation.

“Whoo.”

With a gust of tobacco smoke, Chakran glanced at Shahran's barracks.

There's no way that man knows what Kang Hyeong is guessing.

However, if you keep your mouth shut, whether you are doubting the chain of command with the same idea of hymn or not.....

Even if it wasn't an operation, someone was right to take charge of the area.

After all, there was no doubt that the traitor who had informed the enemies of the eleventh century was in command.

I lost four men.

“Whoo!”

After a long spit of cigarette smoke, he threw all the smoked cigarettes into the can.

Shh, shh, shh.

Irik approaches Kang Chan.

“Captain. Briggs. A new chick. I stopped by the inner barracks. ”

I noticed that he was nervous about Shahran's behavior.

“Don't think of it as useless. ”

“I know the captain's personality. But even if it's not Briggs, I want Smythen to be careful. Whenever you try to send them elsewhere, it's weird to stop them. ”

In front of the gaze of the hymn, Irick spoke as he intended.

“It feels like Briggs is filling a place without Smythen. Please, Captain. Some people are jealous as the commander's nickname becomes famous throughout the Foreign Service. ”

“That's it. ”

Oui.

After answering, Irick took out a cigarette with a frustrating expression.

“Irik.”

The lighter gives you a quick glance.

“When you doubt a colleague, you can't deal with the enemy properly. And don't sharpen your eyes. There's a smidge, so you just have to think about it a little bit. ”

Irick, who stopped toothing, said, “Okay.” I laughed.

It was when Irick was half smoking.

The chick Briggs shows up with a cup of coffee.

“Where did you come from? ”

“I came to college. ”

Crazy bastard.

What's he doing here?

Against what Kang Chan saw, he openly said, "Have you seen this pathetic bastard? ’It was a glance.

“What I've seen since I've been to Africa has not been forgotten. And then I remembered the story of the chief that the tribe had told me. ”

Kang Chan felt furred again and thrown into the fridge. At this point, it's better to just pretend you don't know.

"This son of a bitch didn't serve! ’

A day was flowing like that with bitter coffee.

As his injuries subsided, Kang Chan ran around the unit again early in the morning. I had to stay fit. Africa was a difficult place to survive when faced with laziness.

The sun sliced out its head on the other side of the river as it ran.

“Pooh!”

It was when the sweat poured out from his mouth moved in front of the barracks.

Squeeze.

Briggs waits and turns the bottle lid while watching the hymn.

“What is it?”

“I did good, didn't I? ”

Others don't do it like this, but if they continue to follow in this way, they will be insulted by the grip.

But Briggs was too good an eye for that.

That's exactly what he would have looked like if he had lost like a dog and sat at his desk.

Kang Chan took the water bottle he gave him and drank about half a bottle.

He's right to send.

He deserved a job better suited to his aptitude than he was in the 11th century.

“Briggs.”

Oui.

“You said you were volunteering, right? ”

“Yes, they were in South Africa, Congo and Gabon. ”

After pouring water on my head, I stopped talking for a while.

“Puhu! Why don't you go to the Department of Peacekeeping Operations in that area? ”

When the question is raised, he shakes his head.

“It's hard to stand the temper here, too. Putting a knife in a person's body is not what you think. Do you know that? ”

“I'm bewildered. ”

Damn it! He sighed, but he passed two training camps anyway.

After roughly wiping out the water, he bit a cigarette and lit it.

“Whoo.”

Shh, shh, shh.

What happened to that son of a bitch this morning?

The feeling of peace after the movement disappeared after the recruitment of a new crew.

“Can I have breakfast with you? ”

Gerard was eagerly awaiting an answer.

“I'll eat with D'Ye, but if you don't mind, I don't care. ”

“I don't care about a stone like that. ”

Stoneback? Dye?

The man who saw the look of hymn spoke quickly.

“Will the head of the French-speaking man ever learn to speak? ”

Kang Chan chuckled and threw the cigarette he was smoking in the can and moved.

The atmosphere killed me when I came back to the table after the shower.

Briggs sits across the hall, and D'Ye and Gerrar face each other with a poke-like expression.

Kang Chan sat down with his head shaking.

The food I poured out after picking the canned food is always the same.

They are accompanied by bread, butter, and egg fries or scrambles, or omelets, which are at least a type of fresh food.

Kang Chan sat at the table and picked up the bread.

I've never let them come to the table before. But somehow I thought I should let these bastards stop coming.

“Wouldn't it be dangerous to go to battle with a speechless man? ”

Gerard, who asked questions while applying butter to the bread, winked and looked at the glamour. It was because the eyes of the hymn were shining sharply.

“Don't make fun of anyone in front of me with the sick places of the other crew. We didn't come to France, we came to the foreign forces. ”

Daye and Briggs were looking at the hymns and Gerrar as they rolled their eyeballs.

“I'm fine with joking once. However, if you think of a colleague who will protect your back during the battle, you do not deserve to go to battle. ”

Horses, mindsets and thoughts were the unit where the others gathered. In that situation, there was no answer if Gerard gave the French pride.

The reason why the foreign forces would not accept the French as soldiers was usually due to this situation.

“I didn't mean it like that. As soon as I arrived, I just said something because that stone made me uncomfortable. ”

Briggs watched and understood.

How good could that have been?

“What? ”

D'Ye pointed at Gerar with a snowflake, and his mood broke again.

It's been another three days.

With the exception of the remaining injuries to the waist, ten people started the exercise, and there were two search exercises this afternoon.

It was because of the movements of the crew that Irik and Mezzani had to defend their left and right behind when they were searching alone.

The Special Forces take on a dangerous mission when they don't know when to lose their lives.

One or two exercises in which new recruits are joining forces have also had the effect of accepting colleagues who are joining forces in a life-saving operation.

“Lesjon Etranje! (Legion Etrangere)! ”

“Legio Patria Nostra! ”

Before we start training, and at the end of the training, the auditorium says, "Foreign troops!” And the crew shouted, "My country!” I answered.

It was the slogans of those who were lonely and had indelible wounds standing face to face.

It was the same shout that they threw at each other with their guns, standing against their enemies, but still forced to be together.

After two more days, Shahran sang a hymn.

“It's an old-fashioned move. ”

He pushed the two maps in front of the auditorium.

“The mission is to secure the runway in the conflict zone of the Congo so that two foreign troops can enter. ”

Shahran shakes his head after receiving a complimentary glance.

“Smythen hasn't joined yet. ”

“The mission requires twelve men. ”

“It doesn't seem like such a difficult task. ”

“It's a matter of safety for the crew. If the twelve are not filled, I will not participate in this operation. ”

The end of Shahran's eyes twitched, but the hymn was not in his mind to retreat.

“Hey, old commander. Let's make it right.”

Short silence followed.

“I have also endured what my men call you in my presence. I also heard a request to call in a bunch of rebellious Frenchmen and assign Kilima's headquarters separately. ”

Somehow Shahran was clearly a different voice than usual.

“You should also think that the other members of the Special Forces have a dissatisfactory gaze. ”

“If so, all they have to do is do this mission. ”

“Old Captain.”

Oui.

It was not a hymn to be pushed into Shahran's eyes.

“Departure is tomorrow at 09: 00 a.m. ”

“Twelve crew members need to be filled. ”

The eyes of a man with high pride are scary.

But nothing is better than losing the crew and returning.

Shahran instructs you to leave with your chin up.

The meaning was clearly stated.

If eleven people were forced to depart in this state, they would refuse the operation in the morning.

Shh, shh, shh.

“Irik! Mezzani! It's a 9: 00 a.m. operation tomorrow! ”

Passing through the barracks of the crew, the sermon informed the operational departure time as usual.

This is all.

Everyone will be checking their weapons today, and when they're ready, it's over.

Kang Chan sat at the table in front of the barracks.

I don't know what it would be like to be the commander of Shahran, but frankly, it was an operation that didn't give me enough excuse to fall in love with each other.

It's a relationship between Smythen and Shahran.

If it wasn't for Smythen who defiled the woman, you two would have fallen in love.

You want me to get out of the operation without Smythen?

Kang Chan smiled and asked for a cigarette.

I don't mind replenishing the other crew.

Twelve without a crew to fight Shahran, or twelve, including Shahran's beloved Smythen, either way.

For any reason, the difference between eleven and twelve people who had to take on a special mission was not roughly a passing number.

If that's the Congo, it's even worse.