Johnny's childhood training - Noah was so sick that half of the year went to the hospital. However, he was also a very hard-working man who was also educated in communications at the hospital and aimed at archaeologists.
Johnny, on the other hand, was a boxing student champion who had become the school's favorite as a presence that brought honor to the rugged high school.
While attending the same school, Noah gave up as she couldn't help but compare herself to Johnny. I didn't want to break my friendship with jealousy, so I was trying not to be conscious.
Johnny always cared most about Noah, no matter how much he was held from his surroundings, and Noah knew that.
"I wish I could be as strong as Johnny."
To Noah's such whining, Johnny looks disgusted.
"I think you're strong."
To Johnny's dialogue, Noah makes a decent face.
"About you... you'd think a lot of them were weak people. Just because you're weak. But I don't think so. Whatever the situation, it's important to do your best, and I... I'm ashamed to say this, but I was so conscious and desperate to practice, even if it was tight to practice and I wanted to escape, because Noah was desperate and trying so hard, that if I ran first, I would lose. Oh... no more..., don't say this!
"What are you talking about?"
Johnny didn't miss that there was something glowing in Noah's eyes smiling. Johnny was meant to be closest to him and know how he was going through a painful life, but he didn't really understand it well at this time. But now, I also felt like I understood a little bit.
The fate of Johnny was also changed by the fact that Noah was finally in the other world.
My best friend's death stops me from practicing in shock, plays an unusual game, and takes my student champion's seat.
The coach blamed the matter hard. Johnny half-killed the coach who had been abusive about Noah, got caught by the police, and the school was expelled.
After that, he fell over the fall, Johnny falling down to the gang, but he wasn't pessimistic that he had fallen. I'm breaking it off as much as I can.
Ever since I became a gangster, I kept my revenge mounted firmly on the coach and on school officials. They were the worst people to raise or lower others at their own convenience. I'd rather not be in the world. It felt like I cleaned the garbage and I didn't feel any guilt.
Better during the gang years, I was blessed with humane companionship. The old executive I served also gave Johnny a good eye. But the old executive...
The mercenaries were moving through the jungle again in pursuit of the drug fields.
Not just mercenaries this time, but regular army soldiers too. There's also Captain Logan.
In the hilly area ahead through the jungle, he said, there was a mustard field. It's more distant than last time, and I've been walking for five days now.
On the fifth day I finally got out of the jungle and my vision widened. The landscape changed.
A sunflower field stretching out on one side in front of you. The yellow that covers the earth in extension is spreading.
"Oh, you're a mustard blossom like a sunflower"
"Yeah, that's a sunflower, so hey, I'm gonna stick it in there for once."
Charles does his part in an impressive new home.
"When the sunflowers line up this far, it's spectacular inside."
"Idyllic."
"Ah, nice. But is this growing naturally?"
Lei Li, Charles and Andrew break their faces.
"There was no information on the sunflower. I guess it wasn't growing at the time of the investigation."
Logan comes to the side of his new home and says:
I mean, the investigation information is very old.
and a new home.
"But convenient. Walk through the sunflower fields and you'll be able to reach the hills without finding them."
The hippopotamus height is over a person's back. Logan's sight would normally be, but his new home was skeptical.
"Booby Trap and Mine Alert Proceed"
Before Logan leaves yet, the new home instructs the mercenaries. I kept my voice clear to reach Logan's ear as well.
"Regular army units proceed from the west side"
Then this one's coming from the east.
When Logan returned, the mercenaries moved out. Regular army units also travel a little late.
Several people move with remote mine sensors. But there's no response to the sensors. It is considered almost free of mines where it is a substitute for detection at considerable distances and wide-ranging ranges, but has therefore been unresponsive for some time.
But you have to be careful with the booby trap.
"Walk as far as possible not to touch the sunflower ~"
said Andrew walking forward of True and Johnny. These three were supposed to work together this time.
True or Johnny, Andrew was bad. I don't even have to explain why.
Some progress was made, and gunshots sounded as he continued to stand.
It's not this gun. Obviously ahead in the direction of progress - shot from the direction of the hills.
A true overhead sunflower is shot out, seeds scattered, and poured down onto the true.
Perhaps the enemy is positioned a little higher - above the slopes of the hills, True guessed.
"Are you seeing from the enemy?
Johnny puts up a gun and squeals.
"I think Mr. Hippopotamus is a little blocked for once ~. If I could see the whole thing, I'd be shooting more accurately."
Andrew says, shoot towards the front slope. From here, the sunflower interrupts, and I don't see the enemy.
Mercenaries a little further away were also shooting forward into the dark clouds, but were shot in the chest and defeated.
"I think you can see it from the side of the enemy. It doesn't taste good to stay in the same place."
True says to Andrew.
"Right. You two, follow me."
Andrew starts moving. Instead of moving straight forward, he moves a little run-foot and jiggles.
On the move, another scene where another mercenary was being shot, jumped into my eyes. Fortunately, it seems to have been prevented by bulletproof fiber.
"Are you okay..."
Johnny leaks an anxious voice behind the truth. I didn't see it from this one, and there was such fear that it was being shot unilaterally in a round-view situation from the enemy.
"Move as far as possible to hide behind Mr. Hippopotamus."
"No, no, no, no. It's not big enough to hide."
Johnny smiles bitterly at Andrew's instructions.
"Still, it's a big difference if you're not conscious."
Truth is, aware of Andrew's instructions, he picked as dense a spot of sunflower as possible and followed Andrew.
When we aligned ourselves completely with Andrew until we moved, when the enemy saw us, we thought we were likely to be shot, subtly uneven and moving. Johnny seems to be able to do that, too, and he's slacking his moves properly.
The gunfire ahead became even more intense. Apparently the allies started shooting at each other. I truly see that those who have passed through the sunflower fields may have captured the appearance of their enemies and entered into full-scale engagement.
"If you get out of the sunflower field, be careful ~ hmm. We don't have a shield."
Andrew warns.
(Creepy, but you're one of the eleventh chairmen of Mercenary School on Boulder)
True to get an accurate picture of the situation and review Andrew, who also anticipates the expansion.
(It has been the case before, and so has Andrew, but we always have to keep using our heads and make sure we don't die. If thoughts are interrupted or misread, then -)
True learned that not only flesh but also brains must be used in full on the battlefield. Experience in the age of mercenaries is also alive in later battles in the back streets.
Eventually, Andrew, True, and Johnny all make it through the sunflower fields.
On the slopes, heavy fighting was taking place with enemy guerrilla soldiers taking advantage of the land.
Both the regular army and the mercenaries were in places with little shelter. The enemy guerrillas shooting from the back of a dirt sac built quite up on the slope and a gun battle are unfolding.
Little is known about enemy factions, but regular armies and mercenaries are many who have fallen. A significant number of regular army soldiers in particular have been hit.
"I won't prevent bullets, but let's back off a little and shoot from inside the sunflower ~"
That's what Andrew said and retreated. True and Johnny naturally follow suit. It's better than shooting him alive and peeling.
Many thought the same thing, but some of them flew out resolutely and rushed around as if to draw the attention of their enemies. Simon and Lei are one of them.
Truth is not very much, but I didn't feel like doing the same thing. If it were true a few years later, perhaps the same thing could have been done, but it was still immature at this time.
It seemed like a desperate situation with no ground interest and no shelter, but eventually the Regular Army shot mortars or recoilless cannons, and not as many enemy guerrillas, so the victory and defeat were decided.