God of Blackfield

The enemy's corpses, lined up on the outside of the runway, are moved back to the direction where the mountain begins.

The distance is good, but a wheeled cart brought by the enemy is useful.

It was time for the sun to rise above his forehead.

I don't know if Smythen told me to take back the runway, but I'm not foolish enough to stand on a cement runway.

Prior to the attack, the river hymn that moved to the area overlooking the runway set the boundary in four places and went into rest.

Even if a colleague dies, even if he kills an enemy, the rest must live. You must eat battles, and you must eat insults energetically.

It was after solving the morning with a ceremony.

A diligent Briggs turns the coffee around.

“Did you bring coffee? ”

It was Gigi's job.

It doesn't seem like much, but walking the mountain for hours at night can sometimes make you feel heavy with cigarettes in your pockets.

I can't believe the guy who went on that operation brought coffee.

I want you to enjoy it without complaining.

“Briggs, don't prepare for this next time. Focus on the operation.”

Oui.

Briggs still doesn't understand what it feels like to see a coffee roll out of a dead man's luggage.

Irik and Mezzani probably understood why the two of them were giving these instructions.

A day went by peacefully.

Hot sunshine and wind took over the runway, and the crew spent time in the mountains staring at the runway.

Lunch, coffee.

I took a nap on my way back, and I woke up and had dinner.

It was such a peaceful time that it was hard to realise that he was out of the operation unless he was on duty alternately and the bodies of his enemies stretched out inside the mountain.

The sun crossed over to the end of the earth, and went over on the runway, and the people who looked at it and the mountains were watered red.

I killed twenty men to take that fine cement runway, and the damn sunset still splashes the earth with this splendid light.

Gangchan sat at the end of the mountain and looked endlessly at the runway bitten by sunset and sunset.

At this point in time, there will be a cruelly dying tribe, and somewhere, a child with white eyes and big eyes will die of malnutrition, with a belly popping out.

It seemed that nothing had changed in moving this vast African land around like a madman, killing, killing, and killing.

I wanted to know what this was.

Damn it! It's all because of Briggs who's sitting around thinking so stupid.

I've been thinking a lot since someone with good eyes came into my life who only needs to think about surviving an operation.

I smelled sweet coffee.

The poor chick also brought cream and sugar.

“Captain.”

Briggs, who turned the coffee on the crew, brought coffee to suit the taste of the hymn.

He crumbles and sits next to you, giving you a glimpse of the runway.

“Africa is a beautiful land. ”

Feeding.

I can't believe the guy who volunteered for the Foreign Service because of the strangled kid is talking like that.

If you saw a girl who poured gasoline on her face and set it on fire, you'd have a different idea.

There are bodies of women strangled by trees after being beaten by dozens of people, the bodies of men through their heads with drills, the bodies of children nailed to their ears, and it takes half a day to tell.

It's not the only one.

Enzo, who turned his head in an old cotton shirt in front of that sunset, and Ale and Foreman, who shouted, "I'm not a coward," and Reznov, who disappeared trying to get a compliment to the end.

If you know them, if you remember them, that sunset will never look beautiful.

“I was going to be a politician. ”

You became a soldier?

“It was my father's will, but it wasn't bad. A politician who gives hope to a lot of people? If that's the case, I wanted to try. ”

Seeing Briggs nodding and talking, I remembered the owner of a small restaurant that gave me coffee, rather than hope.

“I came to Africa because I thought volunteering would help me learn about my career and the wider world. ”

“Soldiers don't suit you. Especially a special team like ours. ”

“You'll be a commander like the captain. So I intend to be the kind of soldier who saves people who die because they don't have the power. ”

Kang Chan took a cigarette out of his pocket with a stuffy heart.

While igniting the fire and emitting smoke, the sun's head remained devastated over the earth.

“Go back home. Go be a politician or a small, comfortable restaurant. On holiday, and when I'm done, I'm going to play. If you're a politician, you can use me as a bodyguard. ”

“Uh-huh.”

Briggs smiled like a doyeru.

“I don't like politicians who can't get to the bodyguard. ”

“I don't like gunmen. ”

“It's gonna be different. ”

There must be a reason Shahran called this guy.

However, as soon as he returned from this operation, he decided to send Briggs elsewhere.

No matter how hard you try, the rabbit is forced to eat grass. How could you do that once? Well, yeah! Let's say we can eat meat. However, there are no rabbits that can continue to eat meat.

Briggs was the owner of a restaurant that became a special team for a while.

A good restaurant owner who can't keep shooting once or twice and turn away from hungry people who can't stick a big sword in the body of an enemy.

Kang Chan moves back and leans back on the hill.

You have to sleep when you can, so you can prepare for the night.

There was nothing going on around the runway until morning.

I could have guessed that there was no danger inside the eagle's field of view, even if I could see the eagles flocking across the mountain and looking for Hositam's body.

It was about two hours after breakfast.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the other side of the runway, I heard the truck's engine go off.

“I'm an outsider.”

Montashel reported after checking, but the audition did not give any special instructions.

What brings you here so much?

Turned out to be ten trucks.

And only after those trucks had fully entered the runway did the river hymn go down.

“Well done.”

“Twenty hostiles killed, no damage done to our allies. ”

During the reporting to Shahran, foreign troops set up barracks.

The size or condition of the barracks did not seem to be such that it would serve as a fairly important base.

“The 11th Battalion will stay here for the next two days and be on standby for the next mission. ”

“Got it.”

This is a legitimate instruction. Of course you have to follow it.

Kang Chan moved to the barracks provided by the foreign troops and lay down on the field bed.

It was a totally holiday atmosphere.

I didn't care at all about eating three meals, drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, and exercising because the members of the foreign forces were in charge of the boundary work and meals.

Why did you put him in this operation?

That question remained in my heart, but I didn't show it because there was nothing that would be a problem right now.

The audition that took place while sleeping ran along the runway.

Unlike running around the rugged Kilima's troops, it also had a pleasant taste.

“Huff. Huff. ”

Briggs handed out the water bottle when he came back from the sprint.

“You did good, right?”

He even kept two large water bottles separate so he could take a shower.

I feel a little uncomfortable, but this is my last operation, so I didn't do anything different either.

Two days went by.

And on the morning of the third day, Shahran sang a hymn.

“The transporter will arrive at 13: 00 today. The Intelligence Bureau seems to have some glacier researchers aboard, and the 11th Battalion is instructed to ensure their safety until they depart again. ”

What's wrong with this?

Kang Chan closes his eyes and looks at Shahran.

“Are you going back here alone? ”

“There was no information other than the words" arriving "and the instructions that the 11th was responsible for safety. ”

Shahran also looked frustrated, so he didn't ask any more questions.

I found out why I sent an old hymn here, but I had a few more questions.

A researcher?

On this desolate runway in the Congo?

Without any prior information, giving you the task of being in charge of safety?

It was desperate, but I had to prepare for the mission first.

“Irik! When the transporter arrives at 13 o'clock, the researchers will be in charge of safety! After 12 o'clock, prepare your weapons and stand by! ”

“Oui!”

Smith pushes his head and confirms the instructions of the hymn.

That son of a bitch must be doing that because he wants to include a woman in his research.

The transporter appeared on the runway at 13: 5.

I don't know when I'm inside, but if I'm right next to a transporter or fighter when I take off, I can feel the sound of the engine coming into my ear and bursting out of my lungs or my heart.

Grrrrrrrrrgh!

He sat down on the runway as if a large transporter were squatting, and slowly turned around after a while.

Kang Chan was in front of the base camp with a rifle.

The 9th Battalion of the 13th Regiment Special Forces got off the transporter first, followed by three men in uniform and a dry woman who appeared to be late thirty.

Those who came to headquarters greeted Shahran and it was his turn to give a hymn.

“Morrison, please. ”

It was an inconvenient French greeting.

“This is the eleventh commander.”

Just a passing greeting would be great.

Morrison introduced the men who were with him to a woman named Dr. Julie in order.

“I'm moving in this afternoon. ”

“Tell me where you're going. ”

Morrison gave Turo Shahran his gaze.

“We need to know where we're going so we can be more prepared. ”

“Hm. I'm going to Abala. ”

As Shahran said, he had no choice.

“Avara is a mountainous landscape where you have to walk for two days. ”

Kang Chan was silently watching the conversation.

“It won't take that long. ”

I confronted Morrison's wife.

It's not Avatar. It was clear that he was planning to change his destination after departure, whether he was going to go near Avara or not.

“I don't want to ask any more questions. I'd like to leave in two hours, but are you okay? ”

Morrison's attitude, expression, and words were filled with confidence that he was gaining the cooperation of the intelligence services.

Shahran sharpens his eyes, but there seems to be no other way.

“I'll get the crew ready. ”

The conversation was this far.

Morrison was a designated barracks with his group, and Lecture moved to Shahran's barracks as Lecture.

“I need a map of Avara. ”

Shahran finds a map at one table and gives it to Kang Chan.

As he was about to say something, he sighed uncomfortably and kept his mouth shut.

When moving to the original barracks, the crew were waiting around the table.

“Avara is the destination. ”

Kang Chan laid out a map on the table.

“This is how you walk, but it seems to change direction in the middle. Irik, take the lead, Mejani, you take Dahye and the back. ”

Oui.

“Gerar. Walk with the researchers. Instruct them to be in control, as the situation requires. ”

Oui.

Kang Chan opened his mouth as he looked around the crew.

“It seems that this mission was not as easy as the runway takeoff mission. Don't be alarmed, be prepared for the situation. ”

The briefing ended with a quick answer.

It's two hours. It'll pass soon.

One more weapon check and a cigarette and it's over.

In fact, two hours later, researchers came out of the barracks.

It was the faces that came out of the discussion rather than taking a break.

It's the Intelligence Bureau's orders.

And intelligence human beings are always trying to hide what they do or do in secret.

Kang Chan travelled with his crew to a truck on one side of the runway. Researchers climbed two jeeps, and the auditorium and crew rode into the truck.

Boom! Boom! Bourgh!

It was too late to leave for Avara.