God of Blackfield

Chapter 6. Stick together and never fall. (1)

I ran an hour along the rough road.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the truck, the auditorium stares at the two jeeps running forward with sharp eyes.

Congo was in the middle of a civil war.

I don't know when or where the rebels will pop out and ask for a toll, but he and I, too, are the ones who bother to grind AK rifles and then search the dead man's pockets.

With a sniper on the roof of the truck, Montashel and his rifle beside him, Bertie would never have done anything to put the jeep forward had it not been for Irick.

Clumsy! Clumsy!

My body flutters as hard as a truck splashes.

I had Congolese airstrips retaken, and I was tasked with keeping researchers safe.

Such a mission is wiser for a squadron to move than a special team. So that's exactly the answer. It meant to do something in secret.

You don't have to ask your destination until you get to the truck. So I'll watch you right now.

Kang Chan once again looked around at Jeep and his surroundings.

It felt like something steamed and sticky was sticking to my body.

Chuckle! Chuckle! Boom! Boom!

He cries as if he were squeezing all the power of a truck up the hill.

It was more than 4: 00 p.m.

It's time for the sun to cross the mountain in a little while.

Where are these humans going?

Kang Chan took the map out of his pocket and looked at the way he ran.

You don't think you're going to camp for dresses or luggage?

There was a split path in front of the map.

If you go out on the right, you enter the end of the forest facing Avara, and if you go out along this road at 11 o'clock, you take a large ride outside the mountain terrain.

Boom! Boom!

Trucks that encounter high climbs while road conditions are dirty will not slow down if possible.

It was because if the speed dropped, it would have to use that much more force, and even so, it would only be as fast as walking.

Clumsy! Clumsy!

So a dizzy stone or a fancy place passes by as it is.

The body of Kang Chan stepped out of the chair following the vibrations of the truck and sat down.

The driver noticed, but there was no reason to say this.

I ran another 20 minutes and I got a split.

Left!

In front of Kang Chan's intriguing gaze, Jeep was running along the road at 11 o'clock.

It runs for another 40 minutes on a wooded mountain to the right.

Profit!

And finally the jeep stopped on one side of the road.

Kang Chan stopped behind the jeep and moved back and forth from the truck.

“Irik! There and there! Protect the two places! ”

“Oui!”

Shh, shh, shh.

The hymn moves back toward the jeep.

The researchers were pouring out the dirt on the smile next to the jeep.

“I intend to have dinner here and go into the mountains. ”

Morrison, whose nose is long, talks with a tired face.

“From the way into the mountains, it's better for our crew to stand in front of us. ”

“It's still hard to tell me where you're going. ”

“You'll know when you get there anyway. ”

“I can go and just come. ”

Morrison did not bend his will.

“I don't know until here, but I don't know when the rebels will come out of the mountains. If you think about safety, it's right for your crew to get ahead. ”

It was in front of two Jeep's drivers, and two men and one female researcher who came together to watch.

Turning to them, Morrison turned his gaze as determined.

“I've heard that you are the most outstanding field commander in the entire foreign forces. That's why he said he was entrusting you with the task. ”

I didn't know the Intelligence Service was doing such a good job.

“He told me not to provoke you instead. Hmm. Okay. Come over here for a second. ”

Morrison moves from the jeep toward the mountain and pulls the map out of his upper pocket.

It was already half past the year.

He turns the map towards the sun, not long before the hymn can be seen properly.

“This is where we stand. ”

As he pointed to a place on the map, a fingerprint and a shadow made by the palm of his hand covered the inside of the map like darkness.

“We're going to this place. ”

A lecture confirming Morrison's point of view draws out the map he had.

The distance was considerable.

“Have you ever travelled the mountain at night? ”

“A long time ago, about 15 years ago. ”

“That's enough and we'll be there by dawn tomorrow. ”

“The Bureau of Intelligence predicted five to six hours. ”

Morrison was unhappy that the hymn was smiling.

“I understand we're leaving for dinner. But you might want to think about the arrival time tomorrow at 06: 00 a.m. ”

The sermon returned to the truck waiting for the crew.

“Dinner and departure. ”

It's an operation. I didn't need a long horse anymore.

Researchers were preparing dinner by taking bread, jam, and canned rice out of the jeep.

I'm not walking through a mountain with a path.

Five to six hours?

Maybe three hours' walk will make your legs rattle, and then Joe will ask you to take a break once every 30 minutes, and it will be hard to walk properly after four hours.

If you are walking through a mountain that no one has ever walked through, there is a tribal village in the middle, or a cave used by the rebels, you should turn around and go.

That's why it's hard.

Mezzani and D'Yeru came with the recitation, and Gerar squashed the gap and sat down.

Starting with the hymn, the crew sat appropriately and began to eat the ceremony.

After five minutes of dining, Kang Chan summoned the crew.

“It looks like we're going here. ”

Kang Chan drew a straight line from the area where he is currently as a detective to his destination.

“This is Alpha, this is Beta. ”

Mejani quickly explained the content to Daejeru in Arabic.

“Irick, move along with Montashel. It's the night, and considering the researchers are there, take a look ahead with enough time. ”

It was after you two answered.

“Mejani. The same goes for the back. Be a little sharper than usual with D'Ye. ”

Oui.

“Gerar. Stay close to the researchers with Briggs and never fall. ”

The crew glanced at the instructions of the other sermons and replied. It's night, and researchers make excuses, but I would have told you to be careful if you could be honest.

After completing the instruction, Kang hymn inspected the weapon, then spread the map and spent time memorizing the terrain.

Thirty minutes later.

When the sun was completely out and the darkness was out, Morrison walked with the researchers to where the hymn was.

“Let's go.”

“Got it.”

There was no reason to object.

However, I had something to tell you.

“Gerar!”

Lecture with Gerar turned his gaze towards the researchers.

“If you go into the mountains, don't say as much as you can. We'll take a break in the right place, and then we'll talk. And if you need anything in the middle or you have a reason to stop, you can tell this crew right here first. ”

Researchers once again looked at Gerard.

“If you encounter a rebel base or tribe, you must follow the sign from then on. ”

“I see.”

Morrison looked like he was sitting on a Viking in the amusement park and listening to the safety rules.

If it looks like that even when this mission is over, it's okay.

“Irik!”

After receiving a complimentary glance, Irick set off with Montashel.

When they pointed to the front with the index finger and the stop, the two men set out again, and the hymn moved forward, followed by Morrison and the researchers, Gerard and Briggs, and the crew in the prescribed order.

* * *

Miguel confirmed the instructions of the General Intelligence Agency with a complained eye.

I plundered a useless runway, and this time I was tasked with protecting researchers in the wrong energy power station.

It is not funny that the first instruction given by the General Intelligence Agency is not to confirm their purpose.

Wanna check this out?

Miguel throws the yellow pencil he was holding in front of his desk.

I don't know if the Secretary of Intelligence will find the body where he met the robber one morning.

What are you hiding? ’

In Avara, where the Congolese government doesn't even have control?

Miguel, who has worked for the Intelligence Service for a long time, said, "Isn't this weird? 'It aroused his curiosity.

“Damn it!”

Miguel, who had spit out the curse, got up and picked up the top. I went to the tavern right in front of me to abandon my useless curiosity.

* * *

Shahran grabs both hands on the table and looks at the radio with a serious face.

It was an instruction that came down slowly.

There was definitely something, but there was no way to contact the British Intelligence Service as promised.

Perhaps the French Intelligence Service was tasked with monitoring his actions.

The British Intelligence Service never moves lazily. Nevertheless, they had no say in this operation.

"General Intelligence."

Shahran nods.

It is the French General Intelligence Agency that even intelligence agents do not know the substance properly. The budget they use, the organization, the number of people, nothing cool has ever been revealed.

“Hmm.”

Shahran takes a deep breath.

Clumsy installation is dangerous.

So this is the only way to get information from Smythen who came back from the mission.

Idiots!

We've got three snipers on the team, and we've got a lot of people in the mortar, and we know how we can get all beat up.

Shahran turns his gaze and looks at the rifle placed on one side.

If you could use that, anyone in the world could send you to one room.

Shahran recalls the hymn.

At the time of making the decision, the Oriental Old Commander will be offered the position of Foreign Unit Officer unless he is an agent of the Intelligence Bureau.

The story floating among the crew, even the ability of the intelligence services to conduct operations, was definitely a person who stepped on himself.

You want me to report under the auspices of a general?

Shahran bites it firmly.

The eleventh grade's ability to perform operations should be Shahran's ball, not his damn hymn.

But the more the damn Oriental commander continues, the more the mission that designated the Eleventh Oriental commander comes down, and every time he does, the medal is coming down to the Oriental commander.

Why a medal that doesn't even come down to Shahran, the general commander, is given like a coupon to that damn Oriental.

“Hmm!”

Shahran takes a deep breath to suppress the emotions that arise like an angry fire.

* * *

Crumb. Crumb. Buszec.

I walked silently without saying anything because it was not a sound that would reduce my steps.

“Huff. Huff. ”

Less than an hour after departure, researchers were breathing as harshly as bulls.

I'm not saying it, it's on a big speaker, “We're going through this mountain at night!” It was no different than touching.

The crew naturally carried the captain on their backs.

I have food and drink in it, extra maggots, and everything else I need.

Researchers were similar in shape.

They all carry backpacks that look heavy on their backs, and sometimes they hear the sound of thistles.

I'm not sure I brought the canned food.

Boom! Boom!

When the sound of footsteps from the back is loud,

Shh! Shh!

I heard something moving fast in the woods.

Choke!

Gerar aims his rifle, and then receives a glorious glance and descends cautiously.

I was forced to trust Irick and Montashel now.

“Huff. Huff. ”

I thought it would last three hours.

But in just an hour, he was breathing like that.

"How about an African tour guide? ’

Can you touch the money if you fight the Koreans?

Kang Chan looked left and right with a smile.

I must have knocked the head of a tourist through these woods with a travel guide or passport.

Or he was accused of twisting a rebel branch that was harassing the tribesmen.

“Huff. Huff. ”

I keep thinking nonsense because of that damn breath.

It was time for Kang Chan to shake his head and focus around him.

“Old Captain.”

I heard Morrison calling.

If he was a traveler and a tourist guide, he would have hit his head and asked why he didn't do what he was told.

Morrison, who received a complimentary glance, winked.

I didn't mean to. It was only natural to come into the forest without knowing when something was going to happen.

“Let's take a break and go. ”

Morrison stared at one of the researchers next to him.