God of Blackfield

Mackenzie is from the Special Team of the Secret Mission Agency of the Presidency.

Recent decades.

It was no exaggeration to say that all the operations that came down from DeltaForce were born thanks to his work.

He was the commander of The Mission for his contribution, and immediately after his retirement he met Sueden.

I needed a choking tension.

The family left because they didn't understand him like that, but he was better off running an operation on the field than money and honor, and at that time he felt he was the only one alive.

Forty-nine.

A mix of white and American Indians in the sphere of a giant doll, he had a round shape from forehead to nose and chin to chin.

In the intense sun, the blood-drying, sharp-running tension, and the smell of Africa not getting used to at any time, he slowly looked around the top of the mountain, at the rebel base, and at the bottom of the mountain.

It was a perfect operation.

If you weave it like this, the enemy's special team will never be able to watch Mackenzie's crew.

Even though there are over 100,000 North Korean soldiers running in this state, they are all doomed here.

“Whoo.”

It was time for MacKinsey to put a brutal smile on his mouth.

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

His heart beats like fire.

It was a sign that an Indian sensation was approaching a crisis that he would not have known.

Was he this dangerous?

That's what the Koreans' special forces recently said about blowing up names?

Mackenzie squints and presses the microphone button on the radio.

Chieit.

“Enemy is approaching. Each team should be vigilant about their surroundings. Don't ever think about the Recognition Team. ”

After finishing the radio, Mackenzie stares at the Korean Special Forces driveway he expects with a brutal smile.

‘Welcome. ’

I heard about Steel Gyu.

A special team member who senses the crisis.

A man who recognizes a sniper's shotgun that he weaves quite well.

And a soldier who throws grenades and protects his comrades without avoiding them.

‘The legend of Korea ends here. ’

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

His heart was continuing to tell him that he was in danger.

With this ability, he has accomplished enormous operations so far, and has never missed an enemy he's aimed at.

‘Don't fall too easily. ’

It was a little sad to deal with an old man, but the expectation of being able to deal with a strong enemy kept him excited.

Hey, hey, hey!

Mackenzie licks one end of her lips with her tongue as she runs away.

Plug the Great Sword into the heart of Steel Gyu.

That's why another legend is born when his body is stretched.

Korea's dream ends here.

“Aihuoa!”

Mackenzie remembered the Indian spell he had learned from his grandfather.

It was a spell that the warrior shouted before welcoming the enemy.

Steel Gyu will strip off his scalp and tell the sky that he was a great warrior, and I intend to cut his throat so that his blood will return to the earth.

It was worth it once for an old Korean legend that the Indians had the best courtesy of being seen by enemy warriors.

The differential fungus walked on the mountain.

On the front, he opens the path with the NP5SD pointed.

The shattered dirt, the broken stones, and the unbeatable branches of Africa's harsh life are scattered mountain paths.

Nevertheless, the differential fungus did not make a single common crumb and was moving forward.

The crew followed the differential fungus vigilantly from side to side.

Whii!?

Every time the wind blew, the nerves were sharp.

Booth!

The rifle returns to the shadow painted by the trees and the iflies.

It felt like the camp escaped from the bone and endured with its strength.

You have to get the Bandundu.

It is necessary for our country and the Republic of Korea to develop.

A clear taekwondo on the forearm of the left arm bearing the front of the rifle was staring at the differential.

Who should do this mission?

Tai Chi asked.

‘We do it! ’

The differential fungus bites it and replies inside.

Choi Sung-gon draws, Park Chul-soo takes center, and the crew follows.

A bloody battle led by a senior like Steel Gyu.

It is a difficult task.

It's an operation that can shed your blood on this earth.

‘If I can defend my country with my blood, I am happy. ’

The differential fungus moved forward without shaking.

The Republic of Korea is reaching out.

It was the day I waited and waited countless times.

Steel Gyu raises his left hand up briefly.

Yoon Tang, the bucket, lowered his body under the flick, and the crew of the calligrapher approached with a shriveled body.

Hey, hey, hey!

An unstoppable breeze sprayed dirt and dust all over the place, and the hillside soared upwards.

It was time to sharply stare at the enemy who was hiding the Steel Gyu.

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

His heart has been slowly informing of the crisis.

And just after that, I ran away like a sharp blade.

Is there another trap somewhere?

Steel Gyu, who looked across the mountain, immediately turned his gaze.

Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Hearing the sound of breathing, Steel Gyu focuses her attention on the enemy in front of her eyes.

Right now, it was most urgent to kill the enemy in front of you.

He points to the eye with his index finger and stop, and then points to a point below the front with his index finger and stop.

The bucket that lifted its head nods slowly at Van Tempo.

Enemy! I really didn't know you were there.

If he arrived here by himself with a rock-like curtain, he would have walked in front of the shotgun carefully, like a squirrel passing in front of the serpent's head.

After confirming the bucket reaction, Steel Gyu again pointed to a point on the shiner.

Nod.

However, I knew that I had experience in combat in Africa, and I immediately recognized Yoon Sang-gi.

Steel Gyu pointed to a daily goal for the six crew members without getting bored, and then pointed to a single point for the remaining six.

It was just a place where there were a lot of trees.

When you climb the mountain, it was a little poisonous, more or less than that, but Steel Gyu clearly pointed to it.

That also applies to six people.

I understood the goal.

So it was just after six of the crew nodded.

Steel Kyu stretches out only his thumb and pinky fingers, pointing to the point where the crew and the trees are rich.

When the operation began, it meant firing at it in unison.

He is the legend of the special team and the commander of this operation, Steel Gyu.

Naturally, all the crew answered with a short nod.

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

Steel Gyu presses the warning his instinct throws and pulls out the great sword hanging from his shoulder.

What's wrong?

You want to tell me where you're going?

If you give orders, you'll be able to pierce through the heads of your enemies.

It was time for the crew to look at Steel Gyu with suspicious eyes.

Steel Kyu pointed forward with his head.

Chuckle. Chuckle! Chuckle! Chuckle!

It's an order.

They aim their rifles at their respective targets and await launch orders.

It was that moment.

Ahhhhh!

Steel Gyu blows forward.

He jumped down to the bottom of the mountain and looked like a suicidal man.

Yippee! Qazazac!

Why? Why are you being so reckless!

The bucket was just after the crocodile.

Chuckle! Chuckle! Choke!

When the enemy's shotgun flashes toward the steel ledge,

Qaaaaaaaah!

The steel ledge that was slipping down tucked its hand into the crack of stone.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Oh, my God! I didn't know the sniper was breathing in that place.

The steel ledge with the knife to the sniper's neck in that short gap,

Peyt!

He then cut his throat properly.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Yoon Sang-gi, Buck-dong, and the four remaining crew members penetrated the enemy's forehead.

Pushkeng! Pushkeng! Pushkeng! Pushkeng!

Six crewmembers pull the trigger in unison toward the point where the tree is lofty.

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

I saw the rebels collapse in the cracks of the tree.

Fuchschung! Fuchschung!

It's crazy.

I can't believe I didn't find a sniper in front of my nose, and I can't find any rebels hiding like that in the crack of a tree!

I must learn.

Build your skills no matter what.

This experience will not be in vain, so older seniors will no longer risk it alone.

The situation is over in a single breath.

I ran in unison to identify the dead, and I heard a gunshot for the assassination.

As Yoon Sang-hee and Bucket approached the search, Steel Gyu looked at the mountain across the street.

“Senior, next time I see another sniper like that, I'll step up. ”

As he passed the horse, the steel ledge with the knife in his back stretched out his eyes and laughed.

“Senior!”

It was when the shining star called him again, looking at the blood on Steel Gyu's chest, the scratched spots on his waist and thighs.

“I tried to hurt him with a great sword, but I heard a gunshot. Enemies will know. Modify the operation.”

After speaking, Steel Gyu once again stares terribly far away.

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

Unaware that Steel Gyu's heart was beating, Yoon-hyang and Bucket were hard to understand answers.

Mackenzie turns her head and looks back at the crew.

Cheers.

“Across the driveway. It was an MP5SD rifle. If you look at it briefly, it looks like the situation is over. ”

Cheers.

“Got it. Your next target will be you. Make sure the boundaries are clear. ”

Cheers.

“Got it.”

After finishing the radio, Mackenzie bites it so that the ball is sealed.

"You're not going to let me down? ’

Hemicephalus. Hemicephalus.

When I got dizzy, my instincts told me to get out of here.

‘Come quickly. Come on.'

Mackenzie, who gazed at the mountain he thought would have a steel ledge, took a deep breath.

Gerard did not retreat easily.

“Obviously, we decided to take care of guidance and support. ”

Why don't you know how I feel?

It was a pity to throw a dangerous operation solely at the Recognition Team, but I heard the sentiments of my allies.

“Even now, let me out of support. ”

Gerar's sincere request to become the Commander of the Foreign Forces Special Forces was a moment of deep concern to Park Chul-soo's heart.

Cheers.

“Search party. Headquarters. It's a search party.”

Park Chul-soo hung from the radio as if he were blowing his body.

Cheers.

“Lima, Echo and Ciera branches secured. ”

I heard Steel Gyu's voice clearly.

Cheers.

“Got it. Search party. ”

It's a Korean transmission.

The dizzy ones are hard to understand, and the radio of the Enhanced Special Forces is not easy to track.

Cheers.

“Operation change is inevitable. Lima, Echo and Whisky ask the cook. Repeat. Operation change is inevitable. Lima, Echo Whisky asks the cook. ”

Cheers.

“Got it. Search party. I will check and answer.”

Park Chul-soo, who lowered the microphone, quickly turned his head.

Not necessarily, Gerard was waiting for a poisoned eye.

“Did you hear that?”

“Here we go. ”

Park, who nods, pulls the microphone again.

Chieit.

“Search party. The cook is leaving. Repeat, the cook is leaving. ”

Cheers.

“Thank you, HQ. Above.”

Radio's over.

“I'm leaving.”

“Please.”

When Park Chul-soo's words fell, Gerar smiles as he heals his cheek's wounds.

The man who fought with the UN forces in Africa.

Park Chul-soo is the one who knows how much he likes and follows the hymn.

I didn't need this anymore.

Park Chul-soo, who watched Gerar walk out of the barracks with a short nod, gazed at the map spread out on the table.

Bandundu fills his eyes on a piece of paper.

Kang Chan said that place was absolutely necessary.

He even said that for some reason he must have Bandundu in his hands to protect the president.

Park Chul-soo grabbed his fist and stared at the map.

I get it no matter what.

If the Republic of Korea, Tai Chi Chi and Kang Chan want it.

Steel Gyu and the Enhanced Special Forces, over 100,000 North Korean soldiers and foreign special forces mercenaries.