The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# High winds (1)

The morning at the end of spring, at an encampment 3,000 meters above sea level, was as cold as January in Washington. This is Leadville, Colorado. It is a town with an average day temperature of less than 20 degrees in the middle of the summer. Frost was embedded in the window of dawn. Beyond that was a mountain range of fountains of snow.

Winter left the room to get the newspaper, but soon stopped walking. It's because the new lieutenant of the same officer's quarters came up the stairs with a newspaper for the winter.

“Good morning, sir. ”

After accepting the local newspaper he handed over after saluting, Winter looked a little shaky.

“I told you you didn't have to do this. ”

“This is natural in Korea. ”

“But this is America. ”

“If you think this is necessary for us, we would appreciate it. Even if I wanted to show it to the others, I'd like to keep strict manners for a while. I don't want anyone to get distracted and unravel. ”

You nod that you slowly knew about the tumultuous winter. The new lieutenant once again bowed down and turned down the stairs. The hour has not yet risen. Winter glances at the so-called dark back, shaking its head and entering the room, closing the door.

The new lieutenant, Kang Seung Yeol, is from the old Korean military in Bondi and was recently employed by the USS (United Security Service). In other words, President Woo Jung-young of South Korea is one of the patriots sent to acquire foreign currency.

But he was fired. The failure to guard the Civil War Arms Fair led to deterioration in the U.S.S., as well as some Korean mercenaries making inappropriate remarks in the square. Korean mercenaries, who would have been like lieutenants of the river, pointed at the TV in their gatherings after ordering an air raid, chatting like this while getting drunk. Americans are so mean.

It was a mockery of the atmosphere of commemorating the victims of treason. In Korea, so many people have died, and only a few thousand have died here.

The grief of losing our country and home, the anxiety in everyday life, the lack of space, the anxiety and loneliness in other lands, the gentle discrimination, the twisted patriotism, the paralyzed reason.... To find the cause, there were many people who could understand Korean in addition to them, but they were not supposed to say anything.

At this point, it became critical that the mercenaries were in uniform. of the company. It was not wrong, but it was much lacking on the grounds that even those who were not there would be cut off because they were Korean. The fundamental reason should be seen as deteriorating management.

At that point, President Woo Jung-young tried to contact Winter. Ask for help.Can you rescue at least some of the people who are in exile?

Winter came to mind.

‘Those who owe water.... Do you think he knew something? ’

A grudge against the United States, revealed by President Woo Jung-young at the meeting of winter. Of course it was kept a secret. However, there are ambiance and rumors. If there was such a background, it wouldn't be strange to have some grumbling against the United States, such as the president, among the officers and soldiers who became mercenaries.

It's just a guess.

Winter did not do what the President asked for, not out of pity. Just following up on an offer that wasn't bad. I was going to borrow some Independent troops from other troops, but it wouldn't be so bad if I could hide a good workforce.

The treatment was sufficient with a few personal contacts.

The winter, when he was chewing on the obsessive attitude of lieutenant Kang Seon-yeon, soon folded his thoughts and sat down in a chair and peeled off the vinyl wrapped around the newspaper. I can see the featured article in just a few pages. The title is the Last Supper of the condemned.

Local media often organize feature stories like this. In relation to that, there have been more or less days in magazines than newspapers. For example, how to adapt a dog to 10,000 feet altitude can be analyzed in detail by dogs.

But today the weight is a little different.

Winter looked down at the photograph of Sierra Leone. In prison uniform, she's more ferocious and clumsy than she looks. The paragraphs below were descriptions of the diet and death process she requested prior to her death. When I read it, it's not that different from what the law enforcement authorities have said. In other words, it was not mentioned that she also had winter at the time of her last meal of her life.

‘It's hard to call it a meal. ’

There are only three things a lieutenant wishes for before his brother is executed. It was a drink, a neutralization cigarette, and poison in the middle of winter. The commander did not recommend a masterpiece for the winter. Still correcting, she burns a fierce cigarette and laughs low.

“I miss the smell. You must have worked hard to find these. ”

Alcohol or cigarettes were rare items that had been deprived of income two years ago. I would have gotten a very expensive perfume for a young person. But there was no reason to thank Sierra Leone for the hardships of the Americans. Because it's natural to be treated.

She then swallowed a sip of Seobonjo, and she flattened the taste of the liquor like this.

“With all the sweet, spicy and aromatic flavors in this glass, it's a good drink for the dead to reflect on their past lives. ”

Then I quickly emptied the remaining wine and put down the empty glass. Winter comes from that look and the previous words. I overlooked the determination not to leave a fool in my life.

At the end of the short barracks, the lieutenant dared to look at the winter.

“Once again, I ask of my people. ”

This was also the last thing he said during his lieutenant's lifetime. After that, she didn't say a word until the moment her brother was executed.

Execution under federal law consisted of a drug infusion. The same way as euthanasia. First he anesthetizes the body, then paralyzes the organs, leading to death. In order not to suffer unnecessary pain, the drug resistance and allergic reaction of Lt. Gen. Sierra Roo were thoroughly checked in advance. I didn't deserve to die so badly.

According to his hope, the lieutenant died in a military uniform.

Winter folded the newspaper.

The alarm sounded. I didn't set it to wake you up. It was time to talk to Anne. Ever since I left D.C., I haven't had a video call with her without a headache.

No, it would be more accurate to say I couldn't resist.

Soon after I ran the video call program on my laptop, a lover who always missed his face appeared on the screen. Winter smiled unnaturally. Just as I felt a slight sinking reminiscence about Commander Sierra Roo had lied.

Winter asked me gently.

“Good morning? ”

"Not bad for a night without winter. What about you?"

“Well, that's too bad. ”

"Too bad?"

She smiles faintly at the words "good night and bad night."

“Anne, I want to dream about you, but I don't have any dreams. ”

While keeping the darkness to yourself, sometimes a brief half-asleep state is conceptually different from the sleep of a lifetime. Therefore, in a post-insurance world, you lose the ability to dream. Since falling apart from Anne, winter has become a real waste of that dream. It was a feeling that had been overcome since the death.

Anne, who could not have known about this situation, just said sweet things and her cheeks turned red.

Good, because not dreaming means falling asleep that deep……. No, maybe it's because every day is so hard. How are you feeling? The training must be very difficult.

“As you can see, I'm fine. ”

Unlike other troops who struggle to adapt to the sparse environment, winter with the ability to adapt as a talent did not feel consumed by strenuous activities.

What's the weather like there? Is it colder than home island?

Gypsum was a temporary garrison where the Independents stayed until last week. I was briefly reliant on the National Guard base at the local airport. The altitude there is about 2,000 meters above sea level. It has been moderately adapted before coming up to 3,000 meters.

“The weather.... ”

Winter, looking out the window, asked playfully.

“Ann, have you ever seen a bird fly backwards, even with its wings flew hard? ”

How many times did the typhoon blow……. Is that where it is now?

“It's not always like that, but there's always a strong breeze. The sky is a pretty volatile place. Maybe it's the high ground. ”

Even in May, it is a sprawling snowy area.

Probably zero ground at similar altitudes would not have been much different.

Anne sighed unnaturally, adding a few words to her concerns about the health of the winter.

I miss you so much.

“Me, too."

I feel like the rest of the military is amazing. I'll have to get used to it. My man is in the middle of winter.

“ ……. ”

Winter is silent. The urge to push hard and sink slowly. My man passed by beating his heart unusually in the middle of winter. I'm afraid of late stealing. Since I finally confessed my love, I've spent many days with her that I'm ashamed of just remembering....

Anne smiles bitterly as she reads this reaction.

We must be prepared before we meet again.

I smiled bitterly at the mouth of winter.

“I know. I expected a little, but this is really more than I imagined. ”

I guessed earlier. Once you cross the line, you won't be in control for a while. That intensity just went beyond the prediction. Winter felt more alive than ever since I was born.

Regardless of the content, the pleasant conversation lasted about half an hour.

Winter, who checked the time, said.

“I can't wait any longer. It's time to go. ”

"Yes…….

“I'll call you back at night. ”

As winter tries to disconnect, Anne frowns and asks.

Wait. Did you forget something?

“Forgotten? ”

The winter when the bear thought, "Ah, the elasticity."

“You didn't say the most important thing. I love you, Ann. ”

I can't leave it out.

Anne's expression of being a tree unfolds.

I love you too.

The call ended only then.

After a meal, winter came out and stood in front of the four squadrons who were ready to march. X.O. Singh, who joined us here, was in a hurry to finish the preparations. No further instructions are needed, as this is not the first time. Rapid march from here to Leadville to Alma. It was only 17 miles long and about 27 kilometers long, but it was a steep mountain path that required going up and down 1,000 meters in height. Moreover, oxygen is scarce. Due to concerns about the albinism, the word "swift march" was just an unacceptable goal.

Later on, you should be able to return this road to the real fast march.

As it is not a matter of circumstance training, several ambulances were prepared to follow the formation.

It was also the process of imprinting Winter as a commander in three squadrons, Bravo, Charlie and Delta, who had never been in a proper battle together. When everyone was about to die of exhaustion, the officers who were encouraging the soldiers without tiring seemed special enough. This perception was different from the basic nature of extravagance that comes indirectly through broadcasting, etc.

With a nod in winter, Major Sing puts in a radio.

“Commencing Alpha squadron. ”

The formation begins to move. This march is already the third, and the soldiers are already making depressing faces. That's how it works. The wounded foot in the last march may not be all healed yet. But it wasn't just my physical strength I had to raise. They must also cultivate endurance to endure pain.

In order to survive in Zero Ground, you must never remain a Special Forces unit with only a name.

Eggs!

The short-legged king of Spain follows after winter.