God of Blackfield

The river hymn that passes through the inner door enters the main control room with the lagoon.

On the left and right screen, the black head emits red as if breathing, and the figures on the right are jumping at incomprehensible intervals.

“Commissioner.”

In the main control room, where all the other lights were turned off, Kim Gwang-sik was holding his hand up on the button in an upright position.

“Deputy Commissioner.”

I saw and knew Kim Kwangsik who turned his head.

How hard and lonely he was enduring.

Tick, tick! Tick, tick!

[WARNING] Block all main systems. Evacuate all employees outside the power plant.]

“Let's go where the blackheads are. ”

“I don't know what the temperature is. ”

Kang Chan gave a brief glance at the screen and brought it back.

“I already have this experience in the UK. Do you have any special clothes to wear when approaching? ”

“Even in front of the Blackhead Power Plant. ”

Kang Chan, who heard what Kim Kwangsik said, looked at the Great Lakes.

“Stay here. I don't know how things are going to change, so leave the radio open. ”

“Make sense! Who rescued the captain from Samsung dong? I've never been away from the commander since France! ”

Mad enough to want to talk.

His will to help when he suffers, as in Samsung Dong, is filled with tears in his eyes.

“Let's go.”

“Got it.”

Kim Gyeongseok knew, but it would be difficult to understand the conversation between Kang Chan and Sukgang Ho. But I didn't have time to explain that right now.

“I'll go.”

“Deputy Commissioner, if you're in danger, don't overdo it. ”

“I'll do that. ”

Kang Chan moved to the front of the main control room screen with the Stone Bowl.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Ooooooooooooo.

I walked to the passageway on the left side of the screen.

Like growling at Kang-chan, Blackhead was bursting with a distinctive vibration.

Sweet.

I opened the door and went down the hallway with an elevator.

“It kills the atmosphere. ”

It was spilled in the elevator. Then he kept looking at the hymns.

“Why?"

“Are you okay? ”

The elevator stops when Kang Chan nods, and the door opens.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Ooooooooooooo.

The first thing I heard was a rattling sound of iron stairs. Then, as he descended the elevator, a chilly heat struck the lake and the lagoon.

Dakan. Dakan. Dakan. Dakan.

But in the U.K., why would a blackhead facility use iron passageways and stairs?

Kang Chan walks down the aisle and looks at the structure with the black head.

It was a 20-metre round cement structure with four windows like a spaceship.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Ooooooooooooo.

Whenever the light brightens, a tumultuous vibration shakes the iron passageway where it stands.

Kang Chan grasped the safety bar installed in the passageway and looked at the blackhead.

Blackhead should have been running by now. But there was no such color yet.

“That's Bow! ”

The lagoon that stood next to Kang Chan pointed to a garment hanging from one side with his finger.

I kept worrying about the hymn, so he must be looking for something to protect it.

“Just do it! ”

“What did I tell you? ”

They both slaughtered him briefly at this breathless moment.

This was also the case in Africa.

When the three of us sat down in such an urgent battle, we would have to kill them once.

“When I came here, that stone should have run to take away the energy. ”

Looking at the structure with the black head, the hymn opens its mouth as described.

“But I'm fine now. It's nothing like this, so I don't know what to do. ”

“You know, really. How come you can't help me just once? ”

After receiving the red light that repeatedly emanated from the structure, the lagoon saw a red face.

“Let's get closer. ”

“Are you sure you're okay? ”

“If you stop, you can bring me here. ”

“Let's do it.”

The lagoon replied as determined, and Kang Chan walked in front of the structure.

Grafeld was in the driver's seat of a sports car where the brakes went off.

“You said five minutes is the limit. ”

[There's no way to explain the situation right now, but it's completely out of control!]

The other person who made the call was similarly embarrassed to Grafeld.

“Put the power down! ”

[Out of control! There is no way to disconnect the power plant's emergency power supply and even the satellite is out of control.]

Grafeld listens to the map on the front wall.

“If the energy condenses more than you need, you'd rather have an earthquake! ”

[Where should I go?]

“Korea!”

[Copy that.]

That's how the call ended.

Dakan. Dakan. Dakan. Dakan.

The hymn moved straight ahead of the structure.

The red water swept through the lake and lagoon like the African sunset, and a similar heat dug in.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Ooooooooooooo.

In the glass, the blackhead seemed angry.

Wouldn't it be like that if you stuck a beast and tied it up?

Wouldn't anyone be angry if they dragged the man who was doing well into this world and locked him up like that and gave him energy?

But on the other hand, I felt like the blackhead was pressed against the hymn. It was the first time I was facing it like this.

Kang Chan smiled at Blackhead.

“Enough, you bastard. ”

The hymn was making the wrong words when the Great Lakes looked up.

“Starting with the Sultan's legend, I'm here. We're all in this mess because of you. I started in Africa. You'd rather work for those poor people in Africa than come all the way here and kill people in an earthquake! ”

After speaking, the hymn laughed again.

“Come as soon as you can. I did it in England, I never retreat, just like I did in Africa. If I step down, the sacrifices of the men and agents who died for this job will be in vain. ”

It was after the hymn.

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Ooooooo.

I immediately felt a slight sinking of the vibrations that were pouring from the blackhead.

You understand me?

It was only natural that the Lagoon looked at him with a ridiculous face, even as he tilted his head.

This is where the king started.

“Come on now, if you don't! I'll chew the balls, swallow the blood, and I won't back off. ”

It was just after the words of the hymn fell.

Belt! Belt! Belt! Belt!

[Begin control of power plant.]

The guidance of the automatic control facility was changing.

“What? Really! Did you learn something else I don't know? ”

Belt! Belt! Belt! Belt!

[Power up the Central Control Room.]

The answer to the question of the Great Lakes was replaced by guidance from the Automated Control Room.

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

Steel Gyu pulls the trigger like a machine.

He turns his torso to the left and right, but the speed of pulling the trigger does not change at all, and each time, his enemies are brushed through his forehead.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

He grinds the bullet with his left hand, without lowering the rifle.

It's coming from the wounded ward.

One of the crutches, severely injured by the leg, put a new bullet in each time an empty bullet came out beside the steel ledge, and took on the difficult task of protecting the steel ledge.

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

The enemies were also evil.

“Waaaaah!”

Khhhhhhhh!

Every time the explosion erupted with a loud shout, the broken walls and debris flew, followed by a rough breeze of blood and gunpowder, and at the same time North Korean soldiers rolled to the ground.

The explosion did not even avoid the steel ledge.

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

The blood from his forehead, which had been torn long by debris, flowed through his glans and into his eyes and nose.

The crewmember who changed the bullets fell down without knowing when he was hit, and the bullets he collected to the last of his life held his place beside the steel ledge.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Chuckle! Chuckle!

The blood flowing in the left eye of the steel ledge flows as long as a tear from the outside of the eye.

We all know. The North Korean soldiers.

The reason why Steel Gyu pulls the trigger relentlessly while giving blood to his forehead.

Duh! Duh! Duh-duh-duh-duh!

The wall of this place, which was attacked for the first time, would have collapsed like a rich gate, and this place would have been breached already without a shot of Steel Gyu.

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

It's hard to get down on one knee and shoot.

Straighten your back, hold the weight of your rifle intact with your left arm, and never hide yourself.

So Steel Gyu looked like he was already determined to die.

Instead, there was no way to miss the enemy's head, either over the wall or over a sack of dirt that had barely been piled up.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Pueblo!

While the enemy's head explodes like a wreck, the North Koreans throw an elongated dirt bag at the collapsed wall.

Toothpick! Pavabach!

Naturally, enemy fire was concentrated there.

Tudoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo! Tofu!

The two North Korean soldiers sadly grew when the dirt bags and walls were shot at by the enemy, and the upper body of the steel ledge was swung short.

The North Korean military commander clearly saw Steel Gyu getting shot in the shoulder.

“What are you doing! Cover the teacher! ”

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

Two North Korean soldiers shrugged down under Steel Kyle's muzzle before the commander's orders fell, and one shoved a bullet into the barrel.

It was about two new bullets.

Fubberbuck!

With a sad gunshot, the crew who was guarding the left side of the Steel Gyu stepped forward without difficulty.

Furry!

The ill fallen soldier hangs on to the gaze of a steel ledge with a flaming eye just before it is extinguished.

It was an attentive face, as if it were less than thirty years old.

The end of the dying soldier's mouth trembles hard.

I felt like laughing.

I wanted to leave with a smile.

This man is shot to death in a far Africa.

It would look like a mercenary sold for money, but what makes this soldier laugh to death?

‘Father, I've eaten delicious, I've worn good boots, and I haven't seen you since. Don't be sad because it's a giga. This is my last gift to my father. ’

Seeing the dying soldier's desperate breeze, the steel ledge slowly reaches out. And the blood wrapped around his forehead and cheeks with the palm of his hand that was dull.

It was clear that the Athlete, who didn't even know his name, was looking at the father he had left in his hometown, not at Steel Gyu.

“You or I are a soldier. I appreciate that we haven't met the enemy. I'm sorry I didn't protect you. ”

The soldier's mouth is long.

Tuwook.

And he lowers his head toward the hand that was wrapped around him, as if he wanted to feel more warmth from the palm of his hand.

Duh! Duh! Two-two-thouse!

“Fly! Just a little more! ”

The wall that was lying was almost blocked by a sack of dirt.

It felt like the North Korean soldiers were climbing on it, pushing the half-eyelid of the crisis that dug this place up.

Yep!

The Great Sword was finally drawn by Kwak Chul-ho, who has been in charge of the enemy from the right.

This was the only way to push the enemy over on the sack of dirt.

“Hey, you son of a bitch! ”

However, the North Korean military lieutenant held onto the shoulders of Kang Chol Ho.

“Looks like we're not enough to get the patient out! ”

After shouting, he pulls out the Great Sword and rushes to the enemy ahead of Kwon Chul-ho.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Fit! Phew!

Certainly not how to use a knife.

And they're different from each other.

However, the will and hot blood in his eyes were no different from those of Kwak Chul-ho.

If you leave it like that, you'll die.

With that skill that falls short of the Special Team of Recognition, you will surely die before you can deal with a few more.

Kwak Chul-ho ran by his side without hesitation.

Bloody Fit! Fiat!

“What are you doing! I'm not saying go back! ”

“Shut up! You're an old boy! ”

It was after Kwak Chul-ho shouted.

“Oh, shit! With one year old! ”

As if there was nothing to say. Ensign North Korea spit out a harsh curse.

“Even if you hate capitalism! ”

The enemy threw a knife in his body and spit it out.

“The military comrades of South Korea are getting better! ”

It was a conversation that went on while death whispered in front of his nose.