God of Blackfield

Just as the last of those who knew the hymn and heard the sword were similar, so were the last of those who saw Gerar well in Africa.

It was Park Chul-soo's instruction to base the Bandundu base.

While North Korean soldiers were guarding the outskirts, they built headquarters, medicine rooms, communication rooms, restaurants, and lodgings inside labyrinth-like walls.

In the meantime, Gerar looked outside the base with the mercenaries.

French-specific, chaotic keys, melting eyes, and a cheek wound that proves a desperate life.

Gerar, who lifts his rifle forward and supports it with his left hand, shines his eyes toward a distant place.

It was the morning when the sun was thrown into the whole earth.

“Munbaki.”

“Oui, capitaine! ”

“Was there any information about the movements in front of me at the General Intelligence Agency? ”

“I didn't have one.”

Gerard gazes at Francis' dog, Nero.

It meant what you think.

“Even before the Ramadan Festival, there are too many women and children. ”

Among other things, the number of women in Burka who walked full of roads was so many that I did not understand.

A woman in a completely covered burqa in Africa is a sight that is hard to see except in extremist areas.

The conclusion stands at large.

However, it was impossible to strip a woman or kill children first.

“Munbaki. Ask the General Intelligence Bureau about this move and answer. Don't overdo it, just pretend you're curious about the right line. ”

Gerar gave it to Munbaki with a straight look in his eyes.

Gerar's sharp eyes, hidden in long eyelashes, clearly conveyed the meaning.

“I will never find out what we suspect. Leave it to me.”

Gerar smiles while holding his cheek for a moment.

“Nero!”

“Oui!”

“Divide the crew into two and place them in the three hills ahead! Get your ammunition ready and fire if you're in any doubt! ”

“Oui, capitaine! ”

“The North Koreans here still don't know their fears. Korea's special forces have never dealt properly with women and children or experienced a battle in which they came out despicable. ”

The mercenaries put their rifles forward and focused on Gerar's words. It was a relaxed posture, but as much as their expressions, it was the face of the soldiers who were fighting the desperate battle.

“Remember, this is an order from an African master called the Gods of Blackfield. This is where the true myth of the Gods of Blackfield begins. You!”

Gerar raises his right hand and points at the crew like a cock with his index finger.

“These are the crews who stand at the forefront of the myth. Decide like a mercenary. Tell me now who wants to stand down from this battle. ”

Nero smiled as if he had heard something strange.

Chulkerduck!

Munbaki pulls the trinket in a fuss and pulls the hook.

“Captain. Who would refuse an order from the owner of Africa? Don't move.”

Gerar looks at Munbaki, who speaks loudly.

Khhhh!

Then he stretched out his arm and wrapped his neck around his side.

“Now you're a man of African descent. But I still don't have the skills. ”

“Oh-ho-ho-ho!”

“I've fed the captain a proper shot! ”

“Munbaki! From today on, I will really like you! And leave your mind to it! ”

After an exaggerated laugh, the crew's jokes burst out.

“I'm coming! Get ready! ”

“Oui!”

Gerar's smile disappeared in a word of instruction.

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The crew were busy moving, and they were all passing by and rubbing Munbaki's back once and for all.

Gerar moves straight towards the barracks of Park Chul-soo.

I threw the curtain that covered the front of the barracks and saw the inside.

When I came in, Park Chul-soo gave Gerar his gaze, and he gave me a curious look at the differential fungus and the Anchol Ho that was with him.

“How was your search? ”

On the table is now a map of Bandundu, a memorized landmark.

Three men stood on one side of the table, and Gerar stood in front of the last remaining side.

“Here, here is the pilgrimage procession that precedes the Ramadan festival. ”

Gerard moves his index finger along the line shown on the map.

“But their movements seem suspicious. There are too many women and children in burqas. That's the strangest thing. ”

The three men who heard Gerar's report waited for the next words with their eyes demanding more explanation.

“First of all, I recognize the bourgeoisie worn by women. Hijab or Chador puts out his face. Nicap only gives out his eyes. Burka is a completely inverted form from the head. ”

Gerar stretched out his hands and moved from head to neck, as if explained in Korean.

“Keep your eyes open with a cloth that can only see where your eyes are. It's never hard to tell between a man and a woman from the outside. It's hard to tell if you're hiding a weapon in your clothes. ”

This time, Gerard stretches his arm and moves round around his waist. It showed me how wide the clothes were, but I understood them much faster than the awkward Korean words.

“What if I examine them? ”

Ahn Chul-ho asks a question and looks into Gerar's eyes.

“Examination? Investigation? Let's see what's inside. ”

Gerard, who had not adapted to the accent, understood what he was saying.

“Arab women mainly wear pretty underwear. And touching Muslim women, for whatever reason, they have nothing to say. ”

Gerar opened his mouth again when he saw Park Chul-soo, Differentia, and Ahn Chul-ho nod.

“A woman who is searched becomes dirty and dies again. ”

“Go, you bastards! If you get dirty just by looking at a woman, the men who walk around with their faces out will be beaten to death. ”

Gerrar did not understand Ahn Cheolho's complaint as well as his own.

“You might need to be careful, but can you explain why a lot of children and women are a problem? ”

After hearing Park Chul-soo's question, Gerar opened his mouth with his face that what he had to say came to mind.

“There's no such thing as an African parade. Moreover, extremists keep dynamite or C4 in their bodies for women and children. Many women hide rifles or RPGs. ”

“Hmm. Didn't the intelligence service notice that? I'm sure you've been told to be careful. ”

“I think that's suspicious. ”

Park Chul-soo and Cha Dong-myeon have been fighting alongside Gerar.

He knows enough about his career in Africa and how he fights.

“What arrangements would you need? ”

“I need a full alert to the vigilantes and an unconditional order to kill women and children who ignore the stop signal. ”

Park Chul-soo nodded with a deep sigh.

I thought it was right to follow Gerar's opinion here in Africa.

“Deliver it to the Guardian of Appearance, as I heard. ”

“I followed the general's instructions. ”

Ahn Cheolho gave me a good answer.

“Contact the National Intelligence Service to see if any additional information is available. ”

“Got it.”

The differential fungus was clearly ordered.

“I'll take a closer look outside. There could be a battle. ”

“Please.”

After telling Park Chul-soo what he needed, Gerar left the barracks and then left the barracks for his own mission.

Upon returning to the office, he looked again at the map, recalling the buildings he had seen before.

This memorized and memorized map and terrain play a role as important as the last bullet left at a crucial moment.

“The coffee.”

On behalf of the last day I spoke to the security office, Lagoon brought me a bag of coffee.

Why does it feel a little sweeter when he's in the same bag?

Scratch.

It was when the lagoon on the left side of the river gave the map a dry look with a cigarette in its mouth.

Unh. Unh. Unh! Unh!

Kang Chan's phone rang on the table.

“Aloe?”

[This is Gerar.]

If there was laughter in the morning's voice, it felt like the current voice was taken with a sharp tip and handed over.

“Tell me.”

[Ramadan Festival Matrix. But there are so many different numbers, especially women and children, that more than half of them are women.]

“Are you passing by the base? No reports at all? ”

[Not necessarily, I ordered Munbaki to look into it. Don't notice.]

It's Gerard, not anyone else.

If he was so suspicious, it would never be easy to call with such a sharp voice.

“Hm. There's only one straw. ”

[Do you think the Director General of Intelligence thought differently at the end?]

“Africa was originally the forefront of France. It must have been hard to keep an eye on them when we grabbed their hunting grounds. ”

[Captain. I'll take care of this.]

I knew it when Gerar pulled out the horse.

That he is feeling a crisis and that it is a risk that stands at the crossroads of life and death.

“Gerar.”

[Oui, capitaine.]

“Four days. Just four days. You can do that, right? ”

[That's when the captain comes?]

Kang Chan doesn't answer, but he picks up and laughs.

[Leave some stones when you come.]

“I'd like to ask.”

[Copy that.]

It was when I felt the call was over.

“Gerar.”

[Oui, capitaine.]

Kang Chan called again, and Gerar replied the same.

“I'm fine. ”

Something I ate crossed the phone line in boldness, and it clearly crossed.

And then the phone went off.

The auditorium that dropped the phone picked up a cigarette.

Scratch.

The Stone Canyon quickly picked up the lighter and lit it.

“Gerar and Bandundu are trapped. ”

“What? What trap? ”

Kang Chan handed over the call he was making to the Great Lakes.

“That son of a bitch, you know how much I'll put in front of the grave if I die. I'm more worried about General Park and the kids than him. ”

I pretend to be strong, but the glowing, dark eyes in the depths of the Lagoon seem to tell me more precisely how he feels.

Kang Chan first picked up the phone and found the number and pressed the call button.

“Hugo? Why are there no reports of Ramadan movements in Africa? ”

[There have been no special reports on migration in Africa. We'll check and let you know.]

“Is there any way to see what you haven't reported in the African Lost? ”

[I haven't had an individual line in Africa yet.]

Kang Chan nodded.

Since Deputy Governor General Kang Chan is tied up in Korea, it was probably natural that Hugo could not gain power.

“It's hard to notice on the other side, so just look carefully and never overdo it. ”

[Copy that.]

After the call, the audition finds the number again and presses the Call button.

[This is an ambush.]

“Mr. Ambassador. I called because I have something to discuss. ”

[Glad to hear more than the detention has been released.]

Kang Chan spoke to the amputee for a long time.

He explained the situation in Africa and discussed the movable forces and the risks that the ambush posed.

This time, Lee Du-hee also understood the end of the day, a little away from the lagoon next to the Korean horse.

[We will check as soon as possible and give you the correct answer.]

“Thank you, Ambassador. ”

After the call, he said, "Give me some water.” I drank a small bottle of water that I brought.

It was like turning into a crystal cave and there was a sharp sense of tension all over the office.

“What about the security room?”

“I put the crew in the building you told me about, and I decided to contact them after it was done. ”

Kang Chan circled the seven buildings he pointed out on the map.

“Principal, find out where you are. ”

“Yes.”

While the end date was quick to pick up the phone, Kang Chan once again asked for a cigarette in his mouth.

It was right after I lit it.

The last day I put down my phone, I opened my mouth to the hymn.

“You just left after your meeting with the President. ”

Kang Chan nodded out, confirming his time.