God of Blackfield
Chapter 2. Sorry I'm late. (1)
Park Chul-soo, who was wrapping the bandage, quickly moved forward to the radio.
Then he grabs the microphone and presses the switch.
Chieit!
“Bandundu Headquarters. 606! I want to see the current situation. I repeat, I want to see the current situation. ”
Park Chul-soo, who put down the button on the microphone, looked at the differential fungus.
Cheers!
“It's a five-kilometer perimeter outside the base. Approximately 50 hostile troops, visible to the outside Special Forces, were visually identified and the enemies in Islamic outfits surrounding the base were identified. ”
I wonder if we heard the radio together from the outside. "Whoa!” The scream of silence burst intermittently.
Cheers.
“606! I want you to look at the reinforcements and weapons. ”
Cheers.
“60 persons for a total capacity of 170 persons. Personalizer armed.”
However, subsequent reports suggested that even Park Chul-soo might have lost heart. Park Chul-soo, who looked down at the radio for a while, took the microphone back into his mouth.
Cheers.
“Can you deal with the Special Forces outside? It would be helpful to hold them properly. ”
Cheers.
“Okay, and there's one delivery. ”
Cheers.
“Speak, 606. ”
It was time for Park Cheol-soo to answer the microphone and look at the radio.
Cheers.
“A scorpion from the God-of-Black Field. Only endure until the sun sets. I'm sorry I'm late. It's more than that. ”
As soon as I heard the radio, Park Chul-soo and the differential took a breath at the same time, and then I said, "Wow!” A shout burst out.
Cheers.
“Thank you, 606. Enemies are expected to resume their attack in about 10 minutes. Please note.”
Cheers.
“606, or more. ”
That's how the radio ends.
Park Chul-soo, holding the microphone in his hand, turns his head.
“How long till the sun goes down? ”
“Approximately three hours. ”
If you look at the current situation, it has been a horribly long time.
Park Chul-soo took the microphone back to his mouth.
Cheers.
“I know you've all heard of it. There will be 606 support on the outskirts, and by sunset, there will be secondary support. It may be hard, but let's keep an eye on each other's area and have breakfast together. ”
Although he did not shout, a voice full of resolutions spread over the radio.
Cheers.
“Don't worry!”
North Korean troops first crossed over on the radio.
Cheers.
“I didn't expect to wait for the sun in Africa. ”
There was also a firm answer from Gerar.
Morning was still a long time.
One stalk that illuminated the darkness felt like a strand of lonely hope connected to a dark situation like lantern lights. However, hope does not stop bullets, nor does it reduce the number of running enemies.
Sitting back on the hills of the mountains, Gerard had just converted the previous radio into French and handed it to the mercenaries.
Cheers.
“It should be worth it by morning. ”
Cheers.
“Don't die if you can. It takes twice as much power to move because of its large size. ”
Cheers.
“It's going to be better if we don't have a good dinner. ”
After that, I even gave and received ridiculous jokes.
It was a joke that came out of the desire to break the tension and hold on to hope, though it is a thin strand.
Urr.
The movement of the enemies in front of me is accelerating again.
Chuckle! Chuckle!
Gerard reflectively confirms the bullet and pulls the trinket.
I learned from the lecturer to check it all a hundred times, and I followed it.
Cheers.
“The enemy moves. Prepare. I ask you to confirm once more the preparation of the Great Sword. ”
It was after Gerar sent the radio in Korean.
Cheers.
“When things get worse, we plan to assemble people to headquarters. Decide the situation and move on. ”
There was a splendid answer from Park Chul-soo.
Urr.
The enemies moved as if they were shaking again.
“Shuffle.”
Gerar raises his body and stands on his feet under the blunt cliff.
It's Africa.
The stench of the dead, the smell of spicy gunpowder, the raging wind, and the shattering dirt.
Turning around a long way, I met the hymn again, and after going through things that were not explained in words, I stand alone in Africa like this.
Gerard smiles as he bruises his cheeks.
“Munbaki. If you survive today's battle, let's go to Korea together. ”
Then I took out a slouchy word.
“I'll introduce you to some nice food. ”
“Thank you.”
Munbaki did not ask for the name of the food.
At least the best answer would have been to thank you.
Urr.
It was because the enemy was in a position just before they ran.
606 Special Instructor Immiok moved quickly into the darkness.
It was the way the 60 606 crew first ambushed the hostiles and then the remaining 110 moved to the truck.
I heard there's a battle in about 10 minutes.
It is impossible to travel 5 kilometers in 10 minutes in Africa in front of the enemy this night.
However, moving as close as possible to the enemy is helping the allies and ensuring the safety of the ambush.
Immiok quickly moved with all his might to die.
Tie the weapon and equipment as tightly as you can, and run with the waist and knees bent as possible.
I felt like my back, thighs, and knees were severed, but I couldn't slow down.
Sabak! Sabak!
I shuddered at him even while masking him in case his breath sounded harsh.
Immiok, who had been running for a while, grabbed his fist with his left arm around his head. Then he shook his thumb and his big but black fist three times toward the hill on the left.
Tuck.
Six of her squad members swiftly move toward the blunt dungeon as if tapping her shoulder.
There were three snipers and three vigilantes.
It was time to run again.
There was already a lot of sweat in my neck and my uniform, but I didn't care about it now.
Before running forward, Immiok looked behind his back.
In a grey stained military uniform with no light reflected, a helmet and masked empty room were right behind it.
Immiok, who nodded his head, moved again, and the empty chambers and crew followed him.
The differential that was aiming the rifle in a state of tension pulled the trigger.
Fuchung! Fuchung!
I heard about the RPGs, and they snapped back.
Bee YiJung.
The cannon soars high.
Toothpick! Fubberbuck! Peeing!
And the dreadful battle began again.
Bee Yi Jung! Khh! Bee Yi Jung! Khh!
Every time the top of the wall explodes, two or three North Korean soldiers fly backwards with the fragments of the wall.
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh! Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh!
“Aurau! You sons of bitches! ”
Ahn Cheolho was screaming like a madman and turning his rifle. As far as Gerar was concerned, the enemies were getting closer.
The flexure of the earth and the body of the fallen enemy burst out of the crack, and the rising enemy pulled the trigger and moved forward again.
Fubberbuck! Fubberbuck!
It's night.
A world where the trajectory of a long bullet flies from the tip of a rifle with a flash of light and fluorescence.
Toothless!
If the enemy shoots at the crevice and hides his face,
Too-too-too-too-too-too!
North Korean soldiers pulled the trigger, too.
However, there was more work to detonate the body of a dead enemy with a bullet.
Torch!
I've never had a body with an RPG.
Fuchung! Fuchung!
He fell through his forehead in a differential firing.
Tofu Tofu! Puseoseok!
The shooting that targeted the differential broke the wall.
The time was approaching.
Duh! Duh! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!
The walls of Bandundu base burst violently.
The whole army of Bandundu knew that there was no time left.
The enemy will break through there somewhere, and from then on, the real hell will begin.
He breathes roughly, killing the sound of breath like an animal under a mask.
Sweat was natural, and the mouth was damp with rough breathing, but it was not a problem because of the enemies in front of me.
I saw Immiok point a rifle at me.
The loom reflectively picks up the rifle and aims at the enemy's forehead.
I don't know what's going on with the Special Forces, but they just can't afford to be right.
Tofu! Tofu! Toothless!
A gunshot coming from a little distance tore the darkness and ran, grabbing the side of the empty room and fleeing away.
“Uh-huh. ”
I kept hearing turtles as much as I was trying to kill my breath.
‘Calm down. Calm down. Do what you're trained to do. ’
He kept repeating the same words.
Aiming at people is the first time.
If you pull the trigger, the enemy in front of me will explode and die.
“Uh-huh. ”
I kept suffocating, so I couldn't aim as well as I did when I was training, and my chest was pounding terribly.
“Whoo.”
It was a moment of long breathing.
Immiok raised his left arm and turned big.
Boom! Boom! Busheung!
The sound of a sniper rifle explodes in a row.
The loom felt like falling from a high place.
Boom! Boom! Pueblo!
In front of the enemy, his head exploded.
Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung!
Subsequently, the firing of the allies began in unison.
The loom snatches it and pulls the trigger.
The smell of recoil on your shoulders, the smell of gunpowder digging your nose.
It's the same as training.
But the other thing was that the rifle had been alive in front of me.
Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da-da!
The enemies who threw themselves to the ground began to fight back, and a flame burst from where they were.
Persistent! Persistent! Ta-da!
It's funny.
When the enemy's fire began, the mind of the empty room sank calmly, and it was not possible to fire more comfortably.
Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!
The loom targets the enemy as trained and pulls the trigger.
“Magazine Exchange! ”
I also turned the shotgun towards you in the shout I heard next to you.
Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung!
It's night.
Whenever the light flashed in the muzzle, it felt like the front was turning dark.
Shhh!
When I pulled the trigger to see if the barrel was empty, no flame or gunpowder smelled.
“Magazine Exchange! ”
The loom turns around, pulls out the bullet, and then inserts a new one.
Chuckle! Chuckle!
It was the moment I turned around again.
Tadadadadada-da!
Her front burst roughly.
Fuchschung! Fuchschung! Fuchschung!
However, the loom pulls the trigger firmly.
Fuchshung! Ta-da! Ta-da-da-da! Pushkeng! Pushkeng!
I see it. Now I see the front.
The loom pulls out its torso and pulls the elongation trigger.
Gerard raises his torso.
“Back off! Back off! Move towards the base! ”
The hostiles were running, no matter how much they were shot this time.
Fuchshung! Ta-da! Ta-da, Ta-da! Fuchung! Fuchung!
The mercenaries scrape their rifles and step back, and the enemies rush like crazy, like a river of grey.
“Go back! Go!”
Fubberbuck!
A mercenary who shoots next to Gerar collapses without strength.
Warlock!
Gerard ran up to him and put his arms in both armpits.
“Turn it off!”
He couldn't overcome the pain, screaming, pulling him back like a bad boy.
Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
Munbaki and his companions ran and shot him as if they had stopped him, but it was not enough.
Fubberbuck!
Another mercenary brushes his neck and face on the ground.
“Argh!”
Gerard pulls his companion to the back of the hill, writing evil as he can.
Furry!
It was after entering the trench-like dig.
Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!
While Gerar was shooting, Munbaki and his colleagues threw elongated bodies.
Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
Nero and his colleagues came running for support in the back.
Bee Yi Jung. Khh!
When the front blows big and the dust hits like rain,
“Waaah!”
“Alahu Akbar! ”
Enemies with rifles and long knives run in unison.
Yep!
Gerar finally draws the Great Sword.
Warlock! Fit! Piyut!
Gerar, who has been drawn into the running enemy, swiftly wields the Great Sword.
Fishish!
When blood spills from the body of an enemy,
Quaak! Quaak!
“Turn it off!”
One mercenary was stabbed in the body with two knives.
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh!
The other one was exploding with an AK rifle.
Khhhh!
The brunette, the blue-eyed Gerar, grabs the enemy's neck.
Pheeeeeeooooooooooooooooooooo!
Then I slit his throat and put the Great Sword back into place.
I'm on my way! Hang in there! Alive! Alive! ’
Gerard, who turned his blood upside down because he could hear the voice of hymn.