God of Blackfield

It was around 6 a.m. to board a civil aircraft provided by a Japanese informant.

Not to mention the stringent boundaries on the move.

With police cars, motorcycles, and self-defense vehicles blocking the front and rear, the buses loaded with hymns and agents went straight into the runway.

A new day blooming from afar was the time to light up the runway at Tokyo International Airport.

Chuckle. Chuckle.

He wore a bulletproof vest over his shirt and was dressed in formal pants.

There was a great sword on the left foot and a pistol on the right foot, and the strong hymn lowered the rifle first off the bus.

The left hand was still torn from Kang Yong-jun's shirt, and the right shoulder was tangled with dark red blood.

These are proud Japanese agents and crews.

A glance at the entrance to the bus gave a sharp look at their cruel and ferocious faces.

The first was a member of the counter-terrorism team who was sacrificed on the rooftop.

I flew with him for a long time and stayed with him in the car.

No matter how hard the journey was, he was getting off the bus by the hands of his companions, whose faces turned white.

Kang Chan watches his crew descend with a tight grip.

Chunky. Chunky.

A man in a bodyguard outfit appeared to be dragging a small trailer used by the airport.

I put a silver coffin in the back.

Yikes. Chuckles.

The sacrificed crew is a good example of using the coffin.

“Can I cover the Taekwondo? ”

It was a question that one of the members of the counter-terrorism team posed to Leech. There must be some concern about this.

Kang Chan nods and pulls out his finely folded taekwondo from his arms.

Quiet water and Kang Yong-jun approached and stood in front of the sacrificed crew, with special agents coming down from the bus and Japanese missing personnel wrapping around them.

“The Taekwondo will love your soul, and your country will remember your hot blood forever. ”

A member of the counter-terrorism team threw a pole at the head of the coffin, and two of his colleagues grabbed both ends and walked down the coffin.

Pulerboom!

Taekwondo aircraft spread widely over the Tokyo Airport runway and covered the silver coffin.

“Clearly!”

Kang Yong-jun shouted.

“Salute!”

I raised my hand slowly in keeping with his decree.

It was a time when the sun with its head halfway through the runway gave an intense glow to the crews of the unnamed stars.

“Right away!”

It was after slowly lowering his hand.

The crew and agents moved and seized the coffin, even though there were no instructions.

An agent dressed in a bloody shirt, an agent with a thigh in a hurry, and a burnished bomber with a face, lifted the coffin with a heavy face, and took a serious step.

The deputy director of the Japan Intelligence Service alternated watches and hymns with an uncomfortable face, but he dared not open his mouth.

Clumsy. Shh.

As much as going up to the cargo bay, it was inevitable by human power.

Finally, the coffin hid itself in the cargo bay.

“On board.”

Agents were on the plane ahead of the instruction of Kang Chan.

Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle. Choke.

Kang Chan was still standing with his rifle down in front of the boarding port.

Protect the man in my chest.

This is the biggest reason I've ever run.

Three members of the counter-terrorism team, a quiet man, and Kang Yong-jun held their positions until the end after and in front of Kang Chan.

“Climb up.”

I didn't want to ignore their sense of responsibility and obligation.

Kang Chan turned his gaze and sharply stared at the Deputy Director of the Japan Intelligence Agency.

It was after I saw him wink.

“This is the last warning. Next time, we'll have to deal with the Special Operations Team and our entire counter-terrorism team. ”

Kang Chan handed it over, and the cheeks are sealed.

It's like a vicious thing.

A slight movement of the tip of the mouth turns the body towards the airplane trap.

Dawson, it's your turn.

Eat well, sleep well, keep your hair tight.

Behind Kang Chan's back, Kang Yong-jun and the quiet water rush up the trap as if they were blocking the sniper.

An airplane with a terribly 'dingy' seat ran straight through the runway.

The destination was Seongnam Airport.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The front of the passenger aircraft on the runway sounded high, and there was a squeaking sound, which was somewhat comforting compared to a military transporter.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

It was after the signal that it was good to loosen the seat belt that no one had done.

“Anyone with a cigarette? ”

When Kang Chan turns his head, four agents quickly raise their bodies.

“Everyone who can smoke, check the back for breakfast. Bring me some water. ”

I wonder if these deadly bastards didn't even have an appetite.

Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Two agents dragged the cart.

Scratch.

“Whoo.”

Kang-chan bites a cigarette in his mouth and receives a water bottle.

The agents were all alike, with their heads turned behind them as they drank cool water.

[Breaking news. It turns out that the incident that occurred this morning around the Tokyo National Theatre in Japan was a reprisal from a Yakuza organizer in Narita yesterday. Seonghwan correspondent reports locally in Japan.]

At the time of waking up, every broadcaster, including news channels, dealt with Japanese gunfights in breaking news.

[Japan City Hall announced that the shooting that took place at dawn was a retaliation for yesterday's Narita clash.]

A man with a heavy face on the TV screen explained the situation in an intimate tone, with a subtitle below.

[The clashes have resulted in more than a hundred casualties, which is known to have occurred in Japan after the Yakuza single incident.]

The scene of paramedics carrying the dead was blurred.

[Prime Minister Damura of Japan convened an emergency Cabinet meeting and directed a high-intensity investigation and investigation into the Yakuza organization going forward. It was a celebration in Tokyo for more than a year.]

As the screen changed, the news showed the role of our troops deployed in Africa.

[This is news that our troops deployed in Africa have taken complete control of the Kinshasa rebel base in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. Reporters Without Borders reports:]

Kuuh-huh.

After the screen trembled loudly, the Seekerman smoke rose from a distance, and a harsh gunshot was heard unrelenting.

[Our troops took complete control of the Kinshasa rebel base in the Democratic Republic of the Congo at 3 p.m. local time.]

The images of our enhanced Special Forces members wearing grey soldiers, masks, and gray military uniforms appear on the screen.

He wore a rifle in front of him, put a great sword on his left shoulder, and looked down at Kinshasa from the height of the three crewmen who carved the talisman on his left arm.

I'm sure everyone who knows.

Steel Gyu, Differentia, Kwok Chul-ho.

I arrived at Seongnam Airport a little over two hours ago.

Ding-dong.

As the warning light flashes, the strong hymn wakes up from sleep as the plane's torso bends.

I lifted up the water bottle that I had placed in front of me and drank it. I poured it on my head and washed it with my right hand only.

The left hand was bad enough to find Yoohyun Woo first at the airport.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!

The passenger aircraft, blowing at the back of the wing, threw up a rough engine sound and descended on the ground, which then began to run on the runway.

Dwwwwwwwww!

When I saw the familiar airport building outside the window, I also thought, ‘You saved the agents now.'

Hooooooooooooo.

It was after the plane completely stopped.

When I looked outside, I smiled.

Familiar faces were approaching the transporter with the chairman, as the large head of the lagoon was clearly visible from behind.

It's good to see you.

It's good to see the Stone River, and the final day we're walking together, and the winner, Idouhee.

An agent who saw the trap approaching opened the passenger's door.

Kang Chan turns his head inside the passenger plane and slowly turns around and steps toward the trap.

Gogan Woo, who was standing in front of him, reached out with a firm face as he watched the hymn.

“Well done. Deputy Commissioner.”

Following Kang-chan who finished shaking hands, Kim Hyeong-jeong and Seonggang Ho approached at the same time.

“What? I'll just wait a day and go with you. ”

The littoral lake saw the appearance of hymns, first stating that it was colder than worrying.

“Well done.”

Kim Hyeong-jeong, during a final day of greeting with his group, the passengers dropped off quietly and Kang Yong-jun greeted, and introduced the agents to Gogunwoo.

It was after everyone made the decision.

The chairman moved to the cargo bay.

It takes time. Boring enough to watch.

However, it is too cruel to ask them to sacrifice without even remembering their sacrifices.

I don't get a lot of pay compared to other people.

I can't even say that I work for the Republic of Korea.

How can we take away the pride and honor of defending our country and tell them that an unnamed star is worth it?

“Chairman! Clearly! ”

The commander of the chairmanship shouted loudly in front of the veiled coffin.

“Salute!”

Arghhhh.

Following his orders, he slowly raised his hand and courtesy the sacrificed crew.

Seongnam Airport in the Republic of Korea.

Although Moon reproduction was not attended, the head of the National Intelligence Service, Gogan Woo, saluted together.

The three members of the counter-terrorism team who were moving together were blushing their eyebrows with a cheeky seal, and they were not crying.

“Right away!”

Arghhhh.

It was after I lowered my hand slowly.

Four of the chairman's crew moved and folded the pole that covered the coffin and handed it to the commander.

When the commander turned his gaze to the hymn, a member of the counter-terrorism team went ahead of him.

The Tai Chi who protected the crew from Japan to Korea returned to its place.

Once again, the chairman's crew unfolded the pole around the coffin and spread it wide open. It was the moment when the country of the sacrificed crew, the Republic of Korea, welcomed him.

Pearl!

The commander pulls the pole badge out of his arms and places it in front of the head of the coffin. It was a badge with a pointed needle so that it could also be embedded in aluminum.

Kwaaang!

When the commander sticks his badge in his white gloved hand, a member of the counter-terrorism team shook his tears.

“Chairman Yeo! ”

The chairman grabbed the coffin, moved slowly, and set off in a ready vehicle.

“Let's go to the hospital. ”

Gangdong, who looked at Kang Chan's shoulders and hands, broke his silence.

“Deputy Commissioner, do that. I will report to the President. ”

It was not a matter of speculation because it was given by Gogan Woo.

Kang Chan turned to the crew and agents who had moved in together.

Then I walked and held hands with them.

“It was a glorious operation. ”

The Special Agent Team Commander Kang Yong-jun was standing by.

“I'll remember it all my life. ”

There were also words of silent water.

I moved to the passenger car.

It wasn't bad to drive Lee Hee-Seung's car after a long time.

“Principal Yu is coming quickly. ”

I was happy to say that the last day I hung up on him was a smiley face.

“Have some of this. ”

“What is that? ”

“I don't know if I'm hungry, so I bought some kimbo. ”

Seonggang Ho took out Kim Bop wrapped in Eun Park, Juju Island, carrying a Seekerman plastic bag.

“Have you had your breakfast? ”

“Uh-huh! I'm not going to the flesh. Let's eat it when we can. ”

It won't be easy to make fun of your hands like this while talking. Anyway, Gangho turned Kim Bop, and the crumby winner handed him coffee from the back seat.

“What about the other senior? ”

“When the time came, I told you I'd look for Senior Yang. I notice you think the next operation is about to go on. I don't want to fall in love with you. ”

I turned my head as if I was curious about the lagoon with Kim Bop turned upside down.

“Where to next? ”

Ah! This son of a bitch must have sprung a rice ball, right?

The Stone Gang Ho smashes the rice balls into the chest of Kang Chan.

If we leave it like this, we'll ask the same question again.

“You have to catch Dawson from the British Intelligence Service. ”

“Fuchch!”

“Hey!”

The Great Lakes raise their hands again and tell the story of the Great Tribute.

Yoohyun Woo's treated hymn returned to the office.

The Sukgang Ho and his group also came to Seongnam Airport after a night flight.

Kang Chan first went to the shower.

Wrapped in wrinkles of hands and shoulders, he was warmly watered and left the shower in a pleasant mood.

“First of all, I'm going to take a deep breath, so if you don't mind, everyone likes plums. I don't know if I'll be moving right away. ”

“Let's do it. I'll just get up and have lunch. ”

Kang Chan went into the conference room and lay on the couch.

It's a fight I don't know when it's going to end, but I handed it over again.

Living well together, is that how it hurts?

How could he kill a man like this with such a bad head?

Strong hymns laughed as he fell asleep.

I've seen it tiresome in Africa, because I always felt like the bastards wanted to steal from others.

It felt like a seaweed that was winding up like seaweed deep into the ocean.

Kang Chan fell asleep on the couch in the office meeting room with just that feeling.