God of Blackfield

Pour it!

It was a pleasant ride along the Shinkuko Car Exclusive Road starting at Narita International Airport.

The cars run to the left and the driver's seat to the right.

It was a little awkward, but adjusting to this is not a good thing.

There was no tall building around the airport, and the fields were spread all the way over the road.

It was when the auditorium in the left rear seat was looking out.

Tirurook.

[Start moving 5 dumps 11 kilometres forward. Repeat, five dump trucks, 11 kilometers ahead of us, heading for the airport.]

There was an urgent report on the radio from the General Intelligence Agency of France.

Kang Chan smiles and presses the microphone button on the shirt collar.

Tirurook.

“Is there a way out in the middle? ”

Tirurook.

[You have to pass a point 16 kilometres.]

Tirurook.

“What other vehicles are on standby? ”

Tirurook.

[5 cars and 7 passenger cars waiting 20 kilometres ahead.]

Kang Chan laughed a second time.

Kids, there's a lot of them.

If all the people in there are dead, how are we supposed to replenish the Japanese intelligence service, which is scarce in numbers?

Though, I'm not worried about the number of Japanese intelligence agents.

Kang Chan pressed the microphone button again.

Tirurook.

“What's our standby? ”

Tirurook.

[You can remove it immediately by issuing a command.]

Tirurook.

“Get rid of it.”

Tirurook.

[We will report to you after removal.]

At the end of the radio, the hymn gave a glance out the window again.

Idiots!

Why do you always forget that Korea, France and Russia have a monopoly on satellites!

When I looked out the window, the hymn sparkled my eyes.

Did Lannock anticipate this situation and go to Russia? Are you worried that Basilica will spill satellite information?

That's why you said you needed to take Basilica to Germany?

“Whoo.”

If I had looked into Lanoke's insides more and more, I would have sighed strangely.

Kang Chan lifted his gaze up.

There will be three satellites floating somewhere in the dark sky outside the car window looking through here.

Team B, led by Yamamoto, drove five 25-ton dump trucks and ran terribly in the direction of the rain.

The cargo compartment is loaded with bulk iron to its maximum weight and is running at speeds of over 100 kilometers per hour.

In a frontal collision, a dizzy car or passenger car becomes difficult to recognize.

Grrrrrrrrrgh!

While the engine sound sounded like a beast's warning, the streetlights and signs erected on the road quickly ran backwards.

It's about defending Japan's honor.

If today's event succeeds, Korea will go back to its original position of looking at the Japanese notion.

As time passed, Yamamoto became more radiant.

Lightning! Lightning!

It was then.

In a row on the overtaken lane, the upward lights are lit, and more than a dozen cars start to line up.

Cheers.

[Runner. Domisatosh license plate confirmed. Instructions.]

I was more likely to run to death or crush them because of the reckless nature of the truck that stopped them.

Besides, I only make eyewitnesses who are troubled.

Cheers.

“I run like this and watch. ”

Cheers.

[Copy that.]

It was just after the answer came over.

The lights of a distant car approached the side of Yamamoto's truck.

Stupid runners! Get out of here!

It was when Yamamoto gave the ball a look and a slight glance.

The passenger seat and the back door of the car that was running right next door were opened.

Crazy bastards!

A young man with a vest and headband pulls out his head with an open door and pranks.

As crazy as Yamamoto was, Pearl was the moment he saw their hair and the ends of their headbands.

Whew! Choke! Chulkerduck!

Two men pulled a rifle at the wheel and pointed at the driver's seat.

Eyes...?

Before Yamamoto even took care of his whitened head,

Tadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada! Ta-da-da-da-da-da! Furburbuck!

There was a fire in the muzzle.

Yippee! Chulfuck! Qaaaaaaaah!

The truck he was driving and the four dump trucks that were running behind him were jammed into the fields outside the rails.

Pour it!

The car of the glazed runners ran out.

Die and Junch waited for the outcome of Group B with a tense heart.

Oily hair, eye-catching sunglasses, loose-fitting suits and fancy shirts were the outfits of the Yakuza organization.

Among the people waiting in cars and passenger cars were also from the United States Special Forces.

If Group B ran, there would be no way out of the road.

How dare you make fun of Japan?

Is that the shipbuilder, too?

Die and Junch, who had never seen a hymn before, stared at the driveway and chopped each other.

Paaa en!

I heard a tremendous clakson sound like the horn of a train.

What the hell?

The moment he turns his gaze to the side mirror to see the back, a flashing light digs into his eyes.

Wrong! This is weird!

It was just after I had a hard time explaining something.

Qaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Chulperduck! Quang Chang!

Dump trucks that looked like a bunch of bison got into cars and passenger cars.

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

The cars that followed dreadfully scratched their guns around the scratched cars.

It was a ferocious landscape that looked like the war of Yakuza to anyone.

* * *

“Push it up, Karau! ”

Ahn Cheolho poured out his accent without hesitation.

Tadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh!

It was a difficult situation to push and climb because of the shooting of the enemies hiding over the mountain.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Tootata!

The armored car that went all the way out front of the road was grinding the machine gun in a row, but it was hard to get out if we couldn't get rid of the mountain bastards completely.

Beep, beep, beep!

Even now.

You almost blew an armored car at RPG, didn't you?

Ahn Chul-ho grinded it unavoidably.

“Come on, move! ”

And he runs over the mountain with a gun on his side.

Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!

His surrounding dirt splashed roughly, and he looked like a man contemplating death.

Two-two-thouse! Tuttata Tatata! Tuttata Tatata!

North Korean soldiers followed him up the mountain in black.

“I'm a South Korean warrior fighting in there! Jidi Mara! Show me the greatness of the North Korean Warrior! ”

Ta-da! Ta-da!

He really ran like a madman.

Khhhhhhhh!

Beyond the mountain, there was a heavy explosion and immediately a mixture of grey and black smoke came up.

It was the area where the special team of commentators came in first.

Taking control of the enemy's headquarters, capturing the machine guns and RPGs, and preventing them from responding properly.

“Wait! Differentia! Kwak Chul-ho! He's on his way! ”

Tudoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo! Toothless!

Ahn Chul-ho has the same name as the small-eyed differential. Somehow, he reminds me of Kwon Chul-ho.

Pervert! Pervert!

A bullet flew at him like a rainbow. I didn't know it was more because I was running ahead.

Anyway, how can you run for the South Korean warriors?

“Fight warmly with the warrior of the Great Recipient! ”

When Ahn Cheolho shouted,

“Wow! ”

The North Koreans rushed out screaming.

Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!

Two people fell and I couldn't afford to look back at it.

Whee, whoo!

Ancheolho, who blew his body,

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

I put a bullet in the head and chest of the two hidden insurgents.

“Waah ah! ”

In this case, the allies are strong.

Kuoooooooong!

There is an explosion that shakes the ground again from afar, and the smoke rises as if it would go crazy.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!

The armored car came up on the road.

“Waaah!”

North Korean soldiers rushing along the armored car roar.

Ta 'ang! Taang! Puck! Ta 'ang!

The mercenaries and the North Korean army soldiers who followed Gerar's shooting with their rifles pointed at each other looked at each other with tired eyes.

Ta 'ang! Puck! Taang! Puck!

He went like a man with snow on his feet, regardless of the curvature of the mountain.

Ta 'ang!

I cut through my forehead and neck, one at a time.

Tea cock! Choke!

I didn't even look down when I went there.

Whew! Choke! Ta 'ang!

He bowed down. Gerar stood up and grinded one room at a time and looked like a leopard jumping into a swarm of wild dogs.

“Nero!”

When he looks back and shouts, his cheeks are wrinkled like he's angry.

“Oui! Capitaine! Captain)!”

Nero swings his arms wide, pointing to the front.

Tadadadadadada-da! Tuttata Tatata!

The armored car that runs along the road emits an elongated machine gun, and the North Korean military commander is advancing rapidly on the mountain across the street.

Khhhhhh!

An explosion created by a special team of commentators continues.

The Kinshasa rebel base in the Democratic Republic of the Congo looked completely like the middle of the war.

* * *

Kawaguchi grabbed the phone and turned it upside down.

[I know what you've done!]

Sueden yells at him like a younger man.

[As soon as we reach him, our side is completely exposed! I don't know why France and South Korea take over the satellite and report moving ant cubs within a 50-kilometre radius!]

You have to be patient. You have to be patient.

For the honor of Japan to shine forward, now is the time to bear with it.

Hearing Sueden's harsh breath, Gawaguchi's chest grew hot, and his heart ached.

I endure this humiliation, and one day I will kill America…….

Then he remembered that he was jealous of Korea, which had a strong accent, and then shook his head.

South Korea, which the United States and the United Kingdom cannot afford, sends troops confidently to Africa.

Kawaguchi grows creepy.

It's because he's been dreaming about it his whole life.

[Where is he now?]

“I stayed at the Narita Hilton Hotel. The guest's name is Serbian Basilica. ”

[Man] Oh, shit! You're playing with a lot of people!]

It was after Sueden took a short breath.

[How many Special Agents can mobilize within 3 hours? We should gather at the hotel he stayed in.]

Unexpected questions crossed.

“In less than three hours, there are about 30 special agents available at the Hilton Hotel in Narita. ”

[Haah.]

Sueden vomits without filtration.

[Then rally them to the Hilton Hotel and contact me when you are ready.]

“What should we do to prepare? ”

[Of course I should have a basic firearm! Pistols! Machine guns! Rifles! Guns! You know guns!]

“That's too much to say! ”

Eventually, Kawaguchi exploded.

No matter how powerful you are, you're the CIA's director, but how underprivileged you are!

I couldn't even give you a compliment. I've never done this with personal feelings!

After a dreadful silence.

[I'm sorry to hear that. It didn't mean anything else, and the duc towards him must have sharpened his nerves.]

“I'm sorry, too. ”

Different to be humiliating, I was after the apple came.

[Send an agent to stand by and let me know when you get out of the hotel. I'll take care of the rest.]

“Got it.”

Gawaguchi, who hung up, listened to the handshaker with a firm face.

It was already a difficult situation to reverse.

If you stop here, you'll never forgive the hymn.

[This is Hilton.]

“He?”

[You are currently in a room.]

“Assemble all available Special Forces armed there. ”

[Copy that.]

Kawaguchi hung up with a stiff expression.

* * *

Pour!

The car was running scared of the night road.

Kang Chan, who had been driven by a tyrant's vehicle, was driven back to Tokyo after being driven by a new car.

As he pulled out the cigarette and lit the lounge, the agent in the passenger seat opened the sunroof slightly.

Whoo-hoo!

I climbed up to the ceiling of the car as if cigarette smoke were sucking in.

“What about the agents?”

“I'm ready as you instructed, and I'm standing by. ”

The son of a bitch won't even think that the National Intelligence Service is besieging the building.

Asshole.

Why are you bowing your head to the Westerners and saying you'll never do that in Korea?

That's where you got hit once. So you have to keep doing that?

Kang Chan smiled and gazed out the window.

I change from now on.

From now on, you're right.

If you can do what a strong man wants, it's your turn.