God of Blackfield

Fubberbuck! Tofu!

If the rifle is hit properly, the flesh explodes.

Whether it's piercing, bullets are stuck, the flesh is torn apart like a burst, and blood rises like a lie.

The bodies of the two North Korean soldiers who were on the run burst about ten places from top to bottom, and then stumbled forward.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Next to him, a bloody bandage wrapped around his neck continued to run with a rifle pointed at him.

“Sunbaenim!”

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

It was a cry not to give up.

No matter how this war ended, it was full of demands to endure until then.

“What are you doing! I'm going to kill you like this! ”

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

The North Korean Army Ensign swings the AK rifle from side to side and pulls the elongation trigger.

The blood boiled.

The old legend who ran towards the enemy sniper didn't want to die alone.

What about the hero of Nam Chosun? What if he was an unarmed legend?

An old soldier who ran alone to the enemy camp to protect young soldiers and juniors is dying.

Warlock!

Depending on Steel Gyu, the North Korean military lieutenant blinks at him and puts him on his shoulder.

“Gazau! Chul-ho! Please stay back!”

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

Kyung-cheol Ho retreated by pulling the trigger behind the North Korean Army's lieutenant.

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

North Korean soldiers step back around him and grind their rifles.

“Huff! Huff! ”

The North Korean army lieutenant was small in height.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

However, he runs in a sluggish position, and the Kwon Chul Ho and the North Korean army soldiers who walk behind him pull the trigger like bad luck.

“Argh!”

Upon arriving at the wall, Ensign of the North Korean Army raised a steel ledge.

Warlock! Warlock!

When the three soldiers reach out from the wall and pull the steel claws, the North Korean Army Ensign bends his back to pick up the rifle that fell to the ground again.

Fubberbuck!

However, he burst sideways and fell to the ground.

“Hey! Wake up! Take it! Take it! ”

Kwak Chul-ho rushed up and lifted him up, and his hand came down again and received the North Korean army's lieutenant.

“Climb up! Hurry! ”

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Toothpick!

It's scary that bullets fly and get stuck in the wall.

If one of them is stuffed in the body, the flesh explodes and the blood splatters, and if it hurts, the stomach is pierced and a horrible organ is pushed out.

“Hurry!”

Fuchung! Fuchung! Toothpick! Fuchung! Fuchung! Peeing!

Nevertheless, Kwon Chul-ho endured to the end and fought his enemies until the North Korean soldiers went up.

“Come up!”

I heard a shout from the wall, and it was then that Kwak Chul-ho turned around and hung on the wall.

Fubberbuck! Toothpick!

The body of Kwak Chul-ho and the surrounding walls exploded roughly while the body of Kwak Chul-ho was climbing in the hands of North Korean soldiers.

“Pull! Pull! ”

Soldiers did not let go of Khwchul-ho's arm like a bad boy.

Fubberbuck!

One of the soldiers who pulled the Kwon Chul Ho exploded and flew backwards.

Fubberbuck!

Even though the neck and arms of the soldier who pushed out his torso to catch the back of the Kwak Chul Ho were bursting out of the wall, they did not finish the Kwak Chul Ho.

Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!

There was a shootout again after hiding.

“Come fly! Over here!”

Three soldiersmen, hand-picked by North Korean soldiers, came running with their backs down.

Fiee Yi Jung! Khhhhhh!

The RPG flew and there was a huge explosion, and the debris splashed everywhere.

Three soldiers-wrapped around his head overflew Steel Gyu, Kwon Chul-ho, and the North Korean Army.

Booth!

After the wall was broken, the powder was poured like rain.

The three bandaged crew members began to bind the three vital wounds in a hurry.

“Turn it off!”

Kwak Chul-ho raises his torso with malice.

“Tear up the bandage! Tear it up and put it in the wound! ”

“Dangerous!”

“If this place is breached now, it's a hundred wars! Then they're all really dead! So rip off the bandage and put it in the wound! ”

The poisonous Kang-cheol Ho growled terribly.

Eagle saw his eyes, balls, shoulders, neck, and back all bloody, and the solstice crew tore the bandage.

“Put it in!”

“Hurry! Turn it off! Argh!”

No matter how patient I tried, I couldn't stand the screaming. However, the scream now served to raise the readings of the allies to the end.

“Huff! Huff! ”

The solubility squad member who stabbed the bandage rather than the bandaged Continental Ho was rather bored.

“Get you to the ward quickly! Quickly!”

Choke!

Kwak Chul-ho raises his body with a rifle.

“Hang in there! Rivermaster caught the sniper! Enemies can't even get in! Hang in there! Hang in there and beat it! ”

When Kang Chul-ho shouted,

“Whoa!”

“Don't worry! I didn't fall for these slaves or bastards! ”

North Korean soldiers answered with a loud voice.

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

It was after the two soldiers of the solstice unit moved with steel claws in their arms.

Kwak Chul-ho approached the North Korean military lieutenant.

“What kind of cruelty are you having? Get up!”

The North Korean military lieutenant laughed ill, replacing the answer.

“Hey! I woke up after I put a bullet in it! So get up, too! I'll never say anything about you being old again. So get up.”

“I liked the fact that the owner was my brother. ”

Kwak Chul-ho looks at the North Korean Army Ensign with his face covered in blood and dirt.

“I don't have a brother. ”

“Hey! Hey, man! ”

“You should be sleepy. Strangely enough, you should have wanted to go home with your master. I wanted to feed you dumplings. ”

“I'm exhausted. Let's get up and eat one more ceremony. Hey!”

The head of the North Korean military lieutenant, who smiled at Kwon Chul-ho, fell sideways. I felt like I was going to tear my throat, but Kang Chul-ho kept swallowing his saliva.

Toothpick! Pieing! Peeing!

But that was it.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

Kwon Chul-ho, who exchanged bullets, moved back to the barracks.

“The hostiles are retreating! ”

Then a loud shout from a North Korean soldier approached Khwchul Ho.

North Korean military commander Ahn Cheolho, whose eyelids were torn apart and cheekbones were completely evil.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

If the differential is dealing with an enemy with RPG or an enemy concerned with suicide bombing,

Duh! Duh! Shoo! Shoo!

Ahn Chul-ho is blowing the heads of his enemies who are peering around for a chance.

“Hold your fire! Cease fire!”

Ahn Cheolho raised his left hand and shouted to the right and to the left.

The enemies are retreating.

The heads are buzzing, but the enemies must be retreating.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“It could be time for prayer or a transect, or there could have been something special on the other side. ”

“It's like that.”

Immediately after hearing the explanation of the differential fungus, Ahn Cheolho nodded.

Cheers.

“The hostiles must have retreated for the rest of their lives. You have about 20 minutes. ”

Gerar's radio came in.

It was when Ahn Cheolho nodded after seeing the differential fungus.

Cheers.

“The next offense must be to break through one place. I am wise to prepare the Great Sword and prepare to fight it myself. ”

Gerrar's radio was not so easy to contain.

“Go, you bastards! I've split the salt canister!”

Ahn Cheolho grinded his head and stared beyond the North Wall.

“I'll go to the general for a while. ”

The differential fungus moved quickly.

Gerar leans back on the hills of the mountains.

“Shuffle!”

Gunshot wounds to the shoulders and sides, both of which weren't worth it.

“Munbaki! Cut the bandage into palm lengths. ”

“Oui!”

While Munbaki cut the bandage into a great sword, Gerar took out a cigarette and bit it in the mouth.

Seek.

He smiles as he bruises his cheek.

I caught all kinds of foam and couldn't send Munbaki.

It was because the soldiers who should have guarded a corner of the siege were pushed too easily.

Chul-kung! Chi Ik!

“Whoo!”

The light rushing towards the cigarette immediately illuminates the dead mercenaries and hides itself in the lighter.

“I brought it here. ”

“Roll it up and squeeze it into the gunshot wound on your shoulder. You can stab it deep enough to get all the thumbs in. ”

I rolled up the bandage and took it to the wound on my shoulder, as Munbaki, who swallowed the dried saliva, decided.

“I have to.”

Munbaki pushes his index finger to Gerar's shoulder, smiling only with his lips.

“Turn it off!”

It's horrible.

Pushing a bandage into a person's wound is prohibited.

“One more on the side. ”

Munbaki stabs a bandage between the ribs and the belly, according to Gerar, even though his face is white.

“Turn it off.”

Gerard grips his fist tightly enough that the cigarette he put in his index finger and stop snaps.

“Huff! Huff! Now tighten the wound with a bandage. Hurry up."

After Munbaki wrapped the bandage a couple of times, Gerar dragged the cigarette into his mouth.

“The next time the enemy strikes, the fight against the sword must begin. Hang the Great Sword one at a time on your waist and ankle, and be near me. ”

“Got it.”

Munbaki, who answered, sat by Gerar's side.

When Gerar looked back, Munbaki was definitely laughing.

“The Gods of Blackfield and the Captain have lived like this. ”

The talking Munbaki smells like a combat-experienced crew.

“They depend on each other in these battles, trying to protect each other. Now I understand. Why did the Gods of Blackfield care so much about the captain? ”

“I don't like being so sentimental in the face of battle. ”

“It's a wonderful battle. Captain.”

“Crazy bastard.”

Gerar smiles at the wound on the cheek and laughs as Munbaki imitates it.

All the cigarettes burned.

So Gerar took out another one and bit it in the mouth, and set it on fire.

“Whoo!”

It was time for Gerar to exhale a long stream of tobacco smoke.

Shh, shh, shh.

Nero, who became bloody, approached Gerar with a rough step.

“I don't think there's going to be a hundred wars if there's a next offense? ”

“I will. ”

“I'm here to say hello because I don't think I have a chance right now. I wanted to say thank you for calling me to a great battle. ”

I think it's sarcastic when I hear it. It was Gerarna's serious face listening to Nerona talking.

Gerard raised his right hand like an arm wrestler.

Khhhh!

Nero holds his hand in a similar position.

“Legio patria nostra! ”

And they both recited the slogans of the foreign troops at the same time.

Nero nods at Gerar, and this time reaches out to Munbaki in the same direction.

Khhhh.

It was after Munbaki held his hand.

“It was a better battle with a colleague like you. If I survive this battle, I will answer your call once and for all. ”

“Thank you.”

Nero, who had a wonderful greeting, moved toward the spot with a unique rough step.

“Is there water? ”

“Yes.”

Munbaki quickly delivers the water bottle, and Gerar takes it and breathes it cool.

I have no regrets.

The one you want to see is Kang Chan, Lagoon Ho. And…….

Gerar smiles and hears his gaze toward the dark sky.

When the differential fungus entered the barracks, Park Chul-soo wrapped his right chest and shoulders in a bandage.

There was already blood in the middle of the bandage that was closed due to the urgent treatment.

“General!”

“Few men have been sacrificed. So don't tremble with these injuries. ”

Park Chul-soo was completely stung by the eyes of the Field Commander.

“What's going on? ”

“I'm here to see if there are any troops available to send support to the area where the foreign mercenaries are stationed. ”

Park Chul-soo shakes his head hard.

The area they are in is a driveway, so there is no wall, but if the area is crowded out, the other area surrounded by the wall is pierced right through.

“I told you there was going to be a hundred wars, so you're already confused. I intend to gather troops here when things get worse. Be prepared for that.”

Park Chul-soo, who gave the order, raised his head.

“Got it.”

Differential fungi answered.

One more battle and a real hell unfolds.

It must have been a long sword battle with the Great Sword, because it was an equally advantageous battle with a greater number than the abilities of a hundred wars.

There is no way to stop a sword from flying behind you when you stab one.

It was time for the silence I ate.

Chieit.

“606. It's five kilometers outside of Bandundu. Enemy confirmed and waiting. Repeat, 606. Please respond.”

A broken woman's voice echoes in the barracks on the radio.