God of Blackfield

It was the afternoons of the battle in the land and sky of Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo.

Shh, shh, shh.

Francis' dog, Nero, approaches Gerar with a complaining expression.

“Is that chick really our commander? ”

There was Munbaki in the direction Nero pointed at with his eyes.

I held a rifle and wore a military uniform, but somehow I couldn't erase the feeling of borrowing someone else's.

“He's out of battle. ”

“Did you really? ”

Gerar was pleased and happy to know.

Nero's expression nodded at the grip.

Rifles that looked strong, shoulders gap-free, and were body-like enough to hold out the tongue of mercenaries and North Koreans.

In Africa, Gerar is as intense as the hot burning sun, and looks as strong as the heat that hits everywhere.

“Munbaki!”

Then when he calls Munbaki,

“Oui!”

Munbaki answered and quickly approached.

“Follow me.”

Gerard, who threw the order, moved behind the temporary barracks.

Though it was thinner, there was still a long flow of grey and black smoke, the engine sound of the armored car and the shouts of the North Korean soldiers, and there was a mercenary barracks a little further away.

Shh, shh, shh.

Gerar walked strongly, and Munbaki followed him like a boy who should be punished.

After about five minutes of walking up the bluff, Gerar stares at the rebel headquarters where the engagement was most intense.

The North Korean troops surrounding Bing Bing and the members of the Enhanced Special Forces on the rooftop were so close that they were clearly visible.

He took out Gerar's cigarette in front of Munbaki, who looked at him, and bit him in the mouth.

Chul-kung. Chiait!

Then I took out the zipper lighter and lit it.

“Whoo. Where did you get your military training? ”

“I left Toro Training Camp. ”

Gerard, who nods, opens his mouth again.

“Do you know what's most important in combat? ”

“I'm sorry."

Wrong answer.

Gerar turns his head and looks at Munbaki.

“I'm not sorry, I'm surviving. I learned that from the captain. ”

“Monsieur River? You mean the captain?”

Gerard, who nodded, took a cigarette into his mouth.

“The commander always said that to an outsider who didn't have much to say when he died. Alive, in any case, no matter what, if you're alive, you'll definitely come for it. ”

Munbaki gave me a look beyond Kinshasa with a dreamy expression. It's like there's a hymn somewhere.

“There is one type of leader that never forgives. A member who survives with the back of his colleagues. Just like you. In any case, they weren't with the captain. ”

Munbaki's gaze fell to the ground, as if he had been stabbed by the eye several times.

“Go back.”

However, he raises his head as Gerar's next words fall.

“If it wasn't for the captain himself, I wouldn't have left you alone. I am angry that you cowardly hide behind me, but I hate to insult my favorite person in the world with such actions. ”

“I wasn't afraid of dying, I was afraid of having to kill someone. ”

Gerard smiles again, beating the wound on his cheek.

It was the same laugh, but it felt completely different from before.

‘Don't be ridiculous if you say so.’ That's about it.

“Go back to the General Intelligence Department and reflect and prepare to leave today. And do not engage in combat after this time. ”

“It's the first time I've been surprised. Give me one more chance. ”

Munbaki winks at Gerar's gaze as he flourishes.

However, this time, he was not avoiding the eyes either.

“It is not because you are the first to hide behind your companion, but because of the cowardice that is in you. What if my fellow crew had to risk their lives to save you like this? ”

It was time for Gerar to raise his head.

“Captain! Here we go! ”

A shout from below flew over the blunt dungeon.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

Gerard, who grabs the rifle he hung on his right shoulder, skilfully confirms the bullet and pulls the trinket.

It was as resolute as not needing to talk anymore.

“If you give me a chance, I'll do it right. ”

It was so urgent that it sounded affectionate.

And Gerard, who heard the call, looked at the rifle for a moment with a cigarette in his mouth.

What does Kang Chan really want?

The real reason he left this to Gerar?

"Is this fool in the bosom of the captain? ’

Gerar raises his head and looks at Munbaki.

I was staring at Gerar with my eyes too clear to kill a man.

This guy kills his enemies in battle?

Somehow, it sounds like a deer running through the meadow is hunting rabbits.

Still.

He's the one who asked for the hymn, not someone else.

Even if this good-looking deer made it strong enough for the lion, I should have done it.

“I heard you know better than anyone why the sunset in Africa is bloody. ”

“Yes.”

“It's a place where clumsy people can't survive. I'll give you one more chance. ”

“Thank you.”

“Think carefully and decide. It can be as hard to kill someone else's life as it is to die. ”

Shh, shh, shh.

Gerar went down, and Munbaki followed him with a stiff expression as he turned to Kinshasa.

* * *

Raoud sat down in his office facing Vice President Samuel.

“That's all I've heard. Mr. President.”

At the end of the old Vice President's monologue, Rowe nods.

“Thank you for making such an important decision that perhaps you could have been President of the United States. ”

“The presidency, which the people have not elected, is an insult to me. And at this age, the will to keep what's been done is stronger than the greed to get more. ”

I thought I was doing a great job.

It might have been spicy.

After speaking, Samuel opened his mouth again with suspicious eyes.

“Mr. President. Were you aware of this? ”

The President of the United States said nothing else.

‘You knew! ’

It was clear what silence meant.

“You almost did something really stupid because you fell into a trap made by Sueden. ”

It was after Samuel left the office with a disfigured expression.

Round sat at his desk and was briefly submerged in thought.

Tie Ik.

[Mr. President. The Assistant Deputy Minister for East Asia is waiting.]

Sweet.

“I need about 10 minutes, Nancy. ”

[I'll tell you that.]

Even though it took 10 minutes, the Route remained deeply entrenched.

It's been about five minutes.

After making up his mind to do something, Route picks up his phone and presses the button.

[This is Mr. Sanderson, Mr. President.]

“As you would expect, Sueden will eventually execute the wrong plan. ”

The opponent gave no answer.

“Clean up Sueden. ”

It was a remarkable instruction.

[Roger that, Mr. President.]

Nevertheless, a harsh answer came across.

“Since this time, I will take charge of dealing with Mr. Rivers at the National Safety Agency. ”

[Copy that.]

Laude watches.

The promised ten minutes were almost over.

“Thank you, Sanderson. ”

The call is over.

Route pressed the Interphone with a skilful face, as if he had stolen everything that was complicated.

[Yes, Mr. President.]

“Let's start the meeting. ”

[Copy that.]

The White House Presidential Office was flowing like never before.

* * *

“What makes you think so? ”

Boring or boring to wait, the lagoon sits across the table and opens its mouth.

“Let's just go. Break it all down as usual, give it back to a son of a bitch named Dawson, and it's over when he gets back. ”

There won't be many who live in the world with such simple calculations.

Kang Chan smiled as he watched her smile.

“Look at that. What do you care what you do when you just run and you're done? How many are you going to? First of all, they're all coming with us. ”

“I was thinking about getting an earthquake facility. ”

The gaze of the lagoon, which was turning its head towards the final day, returned quickly.

“I was going to make an earthquake in Britain or Japan. ”

“Are you serious? If so..... ”

He blurred his horse's tail and looked seriously at Kang Chan's eyes.

“Yes, the civilian sacrifice would be enormous. Instead, it would be a terrible and obvious warning. ”

“I am again! Ah! The captain can't do that. No, do you think you can save a girl in Africa where only a few thousand civilians have been sacrificed? ”

“Do you think so? ”

“What? You wasted all your time just thinking about that? ”

I came to the conclusion that the Stone River is not so simple.

I also wanted to ask what other people would do if they greed the earthquake generator.

But I said, "You can punish me.” I thought I heard the answer, so the hymn didn't say anything else.

“It's time to eat. By the way, why isn't he here? ”

“Who? You haven't called? ”

“I did it twice, but I didn't take it, so I did it first. He's a man, so I was wondering if he was on a date or something. ”

It's like that, it's like it's never going to happen.

“I'll try again after a while. ”

Gangchan decided to leave it to the Great Lakes.

Nam Il-gyu placed the last well-packed box on the scale.

“What happens to the contents of this? ”

“The end of the dry water. ”

“It's food, right? ”

“Yes.”

Wearing comfortable cotton tees, he was a typical old man in the neighborhood.

“All……, 226,000 won. ”

“Here."

According to the postal lady, Nam Il-gyu handed out the card.

I also made my autograph look great on the demands of the woman who scratched the card.

Nam Il-gyu, who received a receipt and a card, left the post with a blunt face.

Someone taps his shoulder and passes by looking for a number by picking up the phone.

Whew! Boom!

I grabbed the phone that fell under my hand like a ghost.

“Mister! Do it on one side. ”

“Yes, I'm sorry. ”

Everywhere in Gangnam, Nam Il-gyu feels strange.

I couldn't keep up with my fancy outfit and sophisticated behavior, and even if I tried to get a cup of coffee, it was hard to know how to put Nam Il-gyu's favorite cream.

Nam Il-gyu, who moved to one side of the post office, pressed the call button.

[Hello? Senior!]

“Yes, Managing Director Stan. How are you?”

[Sure! What about you?]

“It's me. ”

Seong-hyun in Mongolia was so happy to hear Nam Il-gyu's voice, and he was smiling widely.

“Managing Director Seo. I sent squid, kim, and a couple of dry meals. Eat with the staff there. I'll send it back when I think about it. ”

[Senior! But why spend the money! All you have to do is apply here.]

“I do it because I like it. What about Jules?”

[You went to Europe. You said it would take a while.]

Nam Il-gyu stood on one side of the post office and spoke for a long time.

He asked about Mongolia's weather, wondered what the dishes were like, and laughed and chatted about how much it was producing these days.

“So I sent some naughty magazines this time. ”

[I see! You are the best!]

Seongseon-hyun laughed, killing both of them at the same time.

It was after the laugh.

[Senior. If you're bored, come over.]

“I'm the best. You're here, too. ”

[Ah! Oh, Shin Tae Seong said he didn't hear from you.]

“Oh, the boss? ”

[Yes, please call. It's going to be a lot of pinch, so I need you to be careful.]

That's how the call ended.

Nam Il-gyu sighs and looks at the slippery phone.

I'll call O'Shin. I'll just turn around.

After looking around, Nam Il-gyu pressed the button.

It was a number stored under the name Oh Shin.

The bell rang just twice.

[No! Mr....! You were alive!]

Rough and cruel, it pours out of the phone.

I just said hi.

But he did not retreat. He hung up like an evil man and made an appointment for dinner.

After Nam Il-gyu finished her phone call with a polish.

Immediately, the bell rang and quickly pressed the call button.

“Hello?”

[Where are you?]

Nam Il-gyu smiled nicely, thanks to what he said.

“Oh, I was supposed to meet the CEO a little while ago, so I think we should have dinner outside. ”

[Seoul! If that happens, please call me. Tell us where you'll be. I'll see you out after dinner.]

“Would you do that?”

[Eat something delicious.]

Nam Il-gyu, who hung up on me, listened with a glance to the sky.

Unlike Africa, Seoul's sunset is beautiful.

“Why am I doing this? ”

I wanted to see the bucket, but now I just want to see Steel Gyu like a child.

Nam Il-gyu shook his head while touching the phone.

I was sorry to hear that Steel Gyu, who was crossing the oblique line in Africa, was calling without any special occasion.