The Blackwater operation briefing is over, but they don't move on immediately.

Time is money for mercenaries. Especially not foreign mercenaries. As they stay longer, more and more costs are incurred, and clients who need to cover the cost of their stay are pushed relentlessly to save money.

However, Blackwater has ordered the hired mercenaries to wait for further instructions, regardless of time.

Ordinary mercenaries given rest usually have three options.

Beer, sleep, and women.

Ten minutes away from the troops in a car, and the mercenaries had everything they wanted.

It's the Blackwater.

Everywhere the U.S. military garrisons, such as Yongsan, Dongducheon and Missan, are Americanized.

The same is true of large American PMCs such as Blackwater.

Wherever they stay, they spend a tremendous amount of money building camps and building their own kingdoms.

If you go there, you can get all the services you want.

However, I need a dollar.

Seowon refused an easy and comfortable choice and headed to the gym with the dragon and John Ackins without even looking at Blackwater Camp.

Two Level 1 mercenaries followed behind them as vows and dragons set foot naturally towards the gym.

The dragon spoke to the two who followed a few steps back.

“You don't have to follow me. Get some rest.”

“No, we're not. We're frozen too. ”

The two silently followed behind SAS senior.

It was neither the coercion of anything nor the implicit conventions.

There is no need to follow what your boss does in a mercenary society where horizontal relationships are built.

But the two Level 1 mercenaries on this mission wanted to make more money and be more meaningful.

The two of them wanted to see the vows that crushed the level 3 mercenaries in the first year of their life and the dragon that was not defeated by anyone in melee combat.

The gym was empty.

The gym without a cooling device was a steaming bin. However, the three of them entered their actions without being overwhelmed by the temperature of the room.

The dragon and John Ackins began stretching, and vows rose above the tread without a word.

After a brief observation of the three actions, the two levels 1 begin to unwind according to their own routine.

It's been an hour.

Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong! Tongue! >

Hearing the regular sound of treading on the tread, two Level 1 faces grew weary.

Running is the most popular exercise that anyone can and does not need any equipment.

The two of them were also confident that no one would defeat them in a single run.

However, when I saw a vow that was running for more than an hour in a heat like a steam can at a speed close to normal person's power sprint, my full confidence disappeared like snow.

They approached the dragon who wiped his sweat with a towel and asked.

“Running like that will run out of stamina... Will it be okay? ”

The dragon on the shoulder with the towel smiled at the two of you.

It's because he thought the same thing.

He pointed to the vow with his finger.

“Follow it and you could get hurt badly. You can't think in layman's terms. ”

After spending time in the hospital trying to pursue the daily schedule of killing exercises, the dragon gave up his desire to pursue vows.

As he watched the vows run, the dragon shook his head once and pulled the radio out of his bag.

No matter what the monster does, he's determined to live his life.

Turn on the radio < Tong! Tongue! > You hear Announcer's voice through the sound of his footsteps.

The dragon turned up the volume.

“People are outraged at FARC for declaring the withdrawal of negotiations against 15 hostages, including Senator Bethancur and Senator Rojas! ”

As the voice of the aggravated announcer resounded in the gym, the rest gathered around the dragon, except for a vow.

“Alvaro Uribe remarked in a statement that 'FARC's reckless actions must be judged by the people’ and that ‘although FARC has withdrawn from the negotiating table, the government will do everything in its power to bring the hostages home safely.' Citizens welcome that Alvaro has made the right decision to announce his position. ”

Seowon smiled as the dragon translated the radio broadcast into English.

It was a typical national propaganda broadcast of a dictatorship.

In his youth, he experienced dictators from the military in South Korea who felt a sense of their patterns of behavior.

He comes down from Tread Mill and talks to the group.

“Our mission is about to begin, as the Great People's War has begun, to rescue hostages in a peaceful manner. I'd better get back to the lodge. ”

On the other hand, as soon as the five men who had bathed in sweat arrived at the lodge, a siren rang out.

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When we arrived at the rally point, we saw a group of mercenaries in free clothing wearing matching outfits.

The mercenaries look at them curiously.

However, Heart natives with experience abroad did not even give attention to the newcomers.

because they knew who they were.

“Why are they here? ”

John Ackins replied as the dragon mumbled.

“Senator Betankur is a foreigner in France and Colombia. The French government has offered to help. ”

The newly emerged were the French government's outsiders, Les Jong Etranje.

It was a French attempt to plant a good image with help in rescuing the hostages and exert influence on Colombia through the next presidential election. It is a modern imperialist policy.

With the exception of John Ackins and his vows, all three are British.

Of course they did not have a good feeling about France.

“Send a GIGN and wipe it out if you want to send it. I don't know what they're gonna do with it. ”

The vow nods.

Koreans who don't know the truth about Les Jong Etranje have fantasies about them. However, Leson Etranse's combat strength is not high in the mercenary world.

The Korean military's combat strength on the front of the vows and that of Les Jong Etranse is no different.

When the mercenaries are assembled, the Blackwater mercenaries advance and divide into two groups.

Group 1: Blackwater and Leson Etrange. Raid FARC Command.

Group 2: Scarecrow group, including hearts. Rescue key personnel of Colombian nationalities, including senator vetankru.

Seowon knows that there is a third group that has not been revealed here.

The group will be comprised of Colombian Special Forces and elite mercenaries from Blackwater who will be tasked with rescuing American hostages, no matter what the circumstances.

After a brief self-introduction, two groups of mercenary representatives looked at each other as they tightened their chest muscles without loosening their boundaries.

The battle between the males began.

If it were his usual vow, he would have pretended not to know.

It's because they protect each other's backs where the bullets rain, and if they share a beer, they will be lightly released.

But this is not the time to put operations in the hands of a complex situation.

The man who commissioned the mission is ready to take the head of the mercenaries he hired.

Even if there are side effects, we must crush those Stoneheads' temper immediately.

If you look at yourself, you have to make it pee enough to make it back safely on the battlefield.

People think men from the military don't care about their looks.

You're welcome.

They spend a lot of time on their looks in preparation to appeal to customers with a great body and capture themselves on their cameras. It's just different from the neutral and pretty men in Korea.

Seowon grabbed the wrists of two guys with bulging triceps like peacocks.

“Why don't we go outside and talk about this? ”

Between the exaggerated size and the comfy sizes with the appearance, the body of the vow seemed to be narrower than ordinary.

When the vows went out with the two of them, all the mercenaries in the two groups followed behind.

It looked like a vow intervened between the big ones, but the reality was different.

At first, the two mercenaries tried to resist the vows.

However, two mercenaries endured the groaning, gripping their wrists with enormous grip.

The two mercenaries sweated and were forced out as vows led them.

Upon arriving at the vacant lot behind the building, vows set the two mercenaries free.

A group of two mercenaries surrounded three people.

The two mercenaries look forward to a great vow.

The fist of the vow was fierce on the face of two mercenaries.

< Baaak! Baaaaak! >

The legs are loose and twisted at the same time.

The vows scream at all mercenaries.

“Is this the high school bathroom? Where do you get your eyes open with growth hormones and steroids? ”

Several mercenaries snort loudly at the roar of the vows.

I'm sure you've been drugged, given the excitement of such a light taunt. Emotional control failure is one of the side effects of drug dosing that aids muscle growth.

The vows clasp their fingers at them.

“If you have a complaint, come and get it! ”

When the three men lowered their torso at the same time and tried to run, the vows pointed to their detection.

“I like the rush, but think carefully before you do. If you lose to me, you'll be kicked out of here without a penny! ”

Everyone's gaze was directed at three people.

The declaration of not getting paid was enough to hold three people's feet. However, the declaration of vows continued to put a booster on their legs.

“But if you beat me, he'll be the boss! ”

Short cut hair and a big chunk.

Thanks to the excessive development of the latissimus dorsi, the appearance of three people who could not stand up properly was reminiscent of a pig with muscles.

It looked like Korean gangsters had grown taller.

Seowon smiled at the small clumps of 100kg that rushed towards him with their torso straight.

Rapid, strong but vulnerable to transverse movement.

You can avoid it as much as you want with the side steps if you are not embarrassed.

However, he faced the vows rather than avoiding them.

That way, it's worth taunting the mercenaries.

The head of the nearest mercenary is clearly visible in Seowon's eyes.

The strongest bones in the human are the skull and elbow bones.

The vows are swift, and they don't intend to face the hard blunt force approaching them.

The vows run towards the mercenary rushing towards him, twisting slightly.

Knees in the vow slap the temples of mercenaries right < Puck! > The mercenary's body collapses with a murky noise.

One twisted move, like a dance, caused a huge man to lose his mind.

The eyes of those who were watching this widened.

Seowon turned lightly and swung his arms wide.

It was a big and exaggerated move that was hard for vows to see.

The dragon's eyes sparkle.

The palm of the vow slapped the mercenary's cheek, coming right up to his nose.

< Blah, blah!!! >

I can't believe you hit me in the cheek with your palm.

The mercenary slapped on the cheek flew sideways like he was punched by a superhero in a movie and landed on the floor.

The vow that sent the second mercenary to the goal shifts away from the third mercenary's tackle.

The mercenary returns to the battlefield and turns around.

The vow reads hesitation and horror simultaneously on the opponent's face. But I didn't intend to let her go gently.

Those who revolt should be crushed thoroughly in front of everyone. So that no one can be bothered.

The body of the vow flew under the sun in Colombia, emitting a faint sunlight.

People stare at you blankly with their mouths open.

How about the mercenaries who watched the vows fly so far in an instant? While doing so, I gave a critical amount of time.

The vow grabs a much larger neck with its left hand and gives strength to the arm.

The mercenary's feet fall off the ground.

The face of the mercenary who had been deprived of oxygen was immediately pale.

Seowon yells at the mercenaries surrounding him.

“You bastards! Obey me! I am your boss!!! ”

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