God of Blackfield

From then on.

It was not until the phone of the auditorium started to cry.

“It's a compliment.”

[Deputy Commissioner. Why didn't you discuss this announcement with me?]

The telephone was the first to reproduce a doorbell full of pain.

[I don't need an air carrier. Even the fifty fighters that can't be picked for money have no change of heart with the deputy commander.]

“Mr. President, that was a coincidence. It was because of the kids that I really decided to go. ”

[After.]

“You can also get it from the UK. ”

[I know, the British government has already been notified. Deputy Commissioner. Why are you trying to make me a shortage of people selling Deputy Commissioners? Let's just say I can't do it now.]

“Because of the kids, as I said before. I hope you understand that. ”

After the door reproduction, which never seemed to retreat, sighed,

[If this is done safely, I won't take a step next to the Assistant Commissioner. Promise me that you will appoint me to that position after you resign.]

I really hung in the wrong words.

“You must be uncomfortable? ”

[Without that answer, I can't send my deputy commander even if I close all the airstrips in the Republic of Korea from now on.]

Thank you. I know I was with a president like this.

“I promise.”

[Endless stubbornness. I'll call you back later.]

That's how the phone cried again terribly to end the door reproduction and the call.

“Hello?”

[Assistant Commissioner.]

This time it was Gogunwoo.

Upon finishing the call with him, the Jeon Theatre called again, followed by Kim Gyeongsak's call.

I never got my phone out of my ear until I got to the office, and when I was standing in the elevator, Basili's phone number popped into the liquid crystal.

“Tell me.”

[They're going to a nuclear fusion facility.]

“Surely the Russian intelligence network is great? ”

It was after Kang Chan gave his words like a joke.

[Rather than an intelligence network, we should evaluate satellite broadcasting facilities as excellent. The news channel is already breaking news. Are you still unaware of the broadcast?]

By the way, I don't even know how humans got away with this to Basilica in Russia.

[I guess I didn't know. I'll be busy. Just say one word and I'll hang up. If he died there, I remembered the phrase that would be inscribed on the tomb and called.]

“Interesting as ever. ”

[A fool who almost has the whole world sleeps here.]

It was after Kang Chan smiled.

[I know you owe me a lot, so even if you die, you better not pay it all this time and then die.]

The cold voice of Basilica seeped strangely into the hearts of the mighty.

“Thank you, Basili. ”

[As you can see, our starring was stupid.]

That's how the call ended.

And when he entered the office, he looked at the table with a dark face.

“What are you? ”

“I saw the news. So I was waiting. ”

Gerard, who wrapped the bandage around his nickname, raised his body from the chair.

Gerard, standing on his back in the afternoon sunlight coming through the window, looked like a perfectly wounded beast.

“I'm going with you. ”

Kang Chan was just looking at Gerar for a moment.

How much do you think it would take to break up like that in Africa?

If Gerar were on this path, he would have said he would go with him, even if he had been hurt more.

“Crazy bastard. ”

“Are you coming with me? ”

“A fighter. Can you stand it? ”

“Wouldn't it be enough to have colon blood on your body? Even if I die, I will die. ”

When Kang Chan laughed, Gerar laughed at the wound on the cheek.

“Captain, watch the broadcast. ”

Gerard then raised the volume of the TV by lifting the remote control.

[South Korea's Fresh of Blackfields departs for Pennsylvania in a matter of hours.]

A screen divided into four pieces showed what each city looked like.

[Thank you, God of Blackfield. Thank you, Korea.]

A kid with a new paper high, and a huge crowd from city to city at night.

[Tens of thousands of people are flocking to New York and Washington Square to celebrate the success of the Fresh of Blackfields.]

The screen changed again, and this time people in Arab clothes came out of the street and knocked on their chests.

[Especially, the whole Islamic world is greatly moved by the fact that instead of risking his death, he has made peace in Gaza.]

[We thank him! He saved us and our precious children! Thank you! God of Blackfields! I will pray that the blessing of God be with you!]

The frizzy head and beard of an Arab man conveyed his emotions to the camera in an excited voice.

I didn't expect to hear him say that he wished for Allaah's blessing.

The reports that followed were all similar.

And finally, the airports and shelters in the area where the hymns will arrive were also a scene of gratitude and expectation with a sign and a second with the name "God of Blackfield."

“Whatever you do, you have to do it with the commander. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“Phuhhh. Isn't it supposed to taste like this? Come on! Let's have a cup of coffee in our bags and get going. ”

After speaking, the lagoon walks to the table.

“I'll do it. ”

“I'm just gonna do this one, so let's have a cigarette while we drink this. ”

After the final day and the push of Lee Doo-hee, Gang-ho rode on a cup of coffee while pouring three bags of irreverent coffee.

Unh. Unh. Unh! Unh!

It was when the sweet aroma of the bag coffee spread.

I heard the phone cry and the liquid crystal floated with the name 'Kim Mi-young’.

It was the first time.

I didn't think I was afraid to take the call.

But it was a call that should never be avoided.

“Wait a minute.”

Kang Chan entered the conference room and pressed the call button.

“Hello?”

[It's me.]

“Have you seen the broadcast? ”

[Yes.]

It was an answer that usually sinks into a completely different voice than an answer that usually rises in tone.

[I need to ask you something. Otherwise, it would be too hard.]

Kang Chan waited for Kim Mi-young's next words.

[Can I keep waiting? I mean, if I'm burdened or uncomfortable...]

“Mi-young.”

Kang Chan cut Mi-young's words from the middle.

“I don't know how to express my feelings to a woman. It's like the Steel Guy I saw before. ”

I thought it was time to make it clear.

At least Kim Mi-young won't be upset, and Kang Chan won't be regretted.

“Let's go on our trip when we get there. About a week. This is the best I can do. ”

A smile crossed as if sighing.

[Be sure to come back. If I don't make it, I'm gonna have to live alone for the rest of my life.]

Somehow, Kim Mi-young thought it might not be empty words.

“I'll be there, so pick a good destination. Okay?”

[Yep!]

As expected, Kim Mi-young seems to have to answer like this.

“Mi-young. I'm sorry... ”

[Stupid. Come and say that. I'll hang up because I'll be busy.]

That's how the call ended.

When Kang Hyeong, who was looking at the phone for a while, came out and sat down at the table with the garment changed, the lagoon, Gerar, the final day, and Idouhee.

“Come on. Mi-young?”

However, he has a ghost noticing the work of hymn, but in this case, he doesn't know why he doesn't notice it.

“Mi-young cares, cares. ”

Gangchan picks up and smiles and sits at the table, while Lagoon pushes the top cigarette.

“Alcohol is hard. Let's all smoke together and get up. ”

He put a dirty, dark bag of coffee in front of him, and asked for cigarettes one by one.

It felt like I was travelling a long way with Lee Doo-hee in mind for the final day.

A trip that won't come back for quite a while, or maybe never.

Lee Du-hee knew better than anyone that it was not a time to talk together. So I noticed the two of them struggling to face each other even more.

“We fought alongside a lot of operations. ”

The Stone Canyon looked at the two of them and threw a damp horse at the audience.

“Won't you continue? ”

I drank coffee with the final words.

On the lower sidewalk, Uzman and Bengrion met and shook hands, and the inclined sunlight drew a long shadow of the four men sitting at the table.

I remembered the alley where I first saw the end of the day, fighting in Yoon Bong Seop's office, and following the side of the auditorium.

It was when Kang Chan dragged cigarettes into the ashtray.

“But why do you want to take the people who captured Samsung Dong alive? ”

The lagoon asked the question as if it were trying to spoil the awkward atmosphere.

“They must have the energy of a blackhead. Something happened in Samsung Dong, and they died because they couldn't withstand the energy I had. ”

I was listening to the hymn with my face to understand.

“Blackheads bring energy together. So we take them and we take their helmets off at a crucial moment. ”

“Aren't they going to die? ”

“Maybe not. I don't want to be able to afford even that short time. The time Blackhead sucks their energy. Well, they're the ones who were trying to get rid of it anyway, so it's a good idea to use it like this. ”

The lagoon glances at his head as he pushes the cigarette.

“Well, this is a completely secondary battery. ”

Kang Chan picks up a smile, shakes his head with a face that Gerar is not real, and the final day and Idouhee burst into a grin.

It was time for Kang Chan to take the bag of coffee to his mouth.

Unh. Unh. Unh! Unh!

The phone rang.

“Hello?”

[This is Jong-jeong Kim. We're all set. The terrorists who were captured alive in Samsung dong are just starting.]

Kim Hyeong-jeong told me about the situation in a sinking voice.

“Then we'll leave now. ”

[Be careful. I'll be waiting.]

“Please do what's left. ”

After finishing the call, a hymn stood up.

“Here.”

The Great Lakes gave the Black Counter-Terrorism Team uniform to Kang Chan.

Though I didn't think it was the last time, or because I didn't change my military uniform, I gave the clothes and weapons to Kang Chan one by one.

“Hu!”

I'm all set.

“Let's go."

Kang Chan took the lead, followed by the Great Lakes and Gerar, followed by the Final Day and Lee Doo-hee. It left the door, followed by an elevator to the underground parking lot.

“When we get back, let's go to the courtyard. ”

In the words of the Stone River, Kang Chan nodded, but after that, the silence he ate was broken. The atmosphere was similar to that of the agents and crew waiting in the underground parking lot.

Gangchan, Lagoon Ho, and Gerar boarded the passenger car with Idouhee on the final day.

Only three passenger cars are followed by a car ridden by agents.

When I left the parking lot, I always saw a bodyguard dressed in shabby clothes saluting towards the vehicle.

There are also those who work in my place so silently.

It doesn't light up, but they could have been as comfortable in the office as they were.

The passenger car exiting the parking lot turned the car in the direction of Hannam Bridge.

Unh. Unh. Unh! Unh!

The phone rang again.

“Hello?”

[Monsieur River. It's Uzman. I could have asked for something in favor of the Monsieur River or South Korea, but I don't know what to say for fulfilling my dream.]

“The seeds that Uzman sowed were just carried away in the wind. ”

It was after Uzman's characteristic grin ran first on the phone.

[Monsieur River. Be sure to come back. I'll be waiting.]

“I'll do that. ”

After the call, the auditorium puts down the phone and looks out the window.

Blue skies, white clouds, tall buildings, busy people, and passenger cars were running fast in between.

Can I see you again?

Fierce smiling hymn leans on the passenger car seat.

There is a lagoon, and Gerar is with him.

If there are three, no matter what the damn stone does, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Damn it, you're not reborn in Algeria, are you?

Kang Chan shook his head and threw out his breath.

This is the last time.

And then the damn rocks come to grips.

Unconditional.

I don't know what that means, but the stone does.

The passenger car headed for Osan began to run at an alarming speed.