God of Blackfield

The French Special Forces killed five people and wounded three.

The two crew members who were watching unbuttoned the chicks' tops, wrapped their faces around each other and placed their hands on their chests.

It was the tradition of foreign troops to tie their hands with belts and straps facing each other.

Kang Chan turned off his cigarette on the floor and raised his body.

Let's go to the back of the mountain and lay the warriors of each country on their sides.

“Three warriors, three wounded. And……. ”

The three crew members, who cut off their sleeves, blocked their nose and ears, and crossed their hands on their chests, were right in front of them, as reported by the differential.

“The woman who came to the base was also shot and killed while retreating here. ”

Damn it!

An ambush is also an ambush, but I didn't even know it would be so many.

“Well done. Don't slow down. Go back and rest. ”

“Got it.”

As the differential fungus turned around, Andrei, who was by his side, came to the front of the auditorium.

“Four dead, one injured. ”

“What about live ammunition?”

“There are only two bullets per person. ”

“I'm resting first. ”

“If you're going to a night operation, I want you to go with me. ”

Andrei roars and turns around.

The most disastrous was Greenberry.

I left five wounded in the unit, and it seems difficult to expect them to be alive.

“Robert, the greenberry conductor. Our team has three deaths and nine injuries, five of which are at the base. ”

A man with an upward looking eyebrow and sharp eyes told the hymn about the situation.

“I came out to help, and I'm sorry. ”

“Gods of Blackfield. ”

Robert loudly praised.

“We've all wanted to fight with you ever since we saw you in Afghanistan. It may be problematic to leave the operation without a command order, but no one will blame you for your death or injury. ”

Robert, who finished speaking, looks straight into the eyes of the hymn, turns and walks.

The moon appears to be stretched out like a long torn cotton candy cloud.

Boom, boom. Boom! Boom! Boom!

Kang Chan turned around the mountain and went out to the front.

Then he stood beside the lagoon that was on the border.

“You look like you're praying. ”

“Why are these bastards popping out of nowhere? ”

The lagoon gazes at the wrong side of the river and turns its head to the village of the tribe in front of it.

“Combine front and back with over 600 people. When you send so many Cudes, there's no other way to kill us all, is there? ”

“Right?"

I replaced the answer with a smile.

“But why the fuck are you doing this? It's moving all the way to the U.N. The United States, France, the United Kingdom and Russia. What are those bastards trying to gain by killing a special team from a country that has no corner except ours? ”

“Do you have something complicated to think about? ”

Kang Chan nods and stares at where the enemy might be.

“Yes! Let's get rid of them first. Then you'll naturally know. ”

After speaking, Kang Chan turned his head and looked at the differential fungus.

“Who's got the satellite phone? ”

“It's in the back. ”

A differential fungus moving towards the back of the mountain came to pick up the phone after a while.

All the vegetation is called mountains.

The wavy ridges overlapped in layers to hide themselves as if they had dug trenches, and the enemies who came before them had nowhere to hide themselves, so they could defend themselves.

If the sniper can stop enemy mortars, missiles, and machine guns properly, it was worth it.

Kang Chan first turned on the phone.

Tirurururook!

A light mixed in blue with an electronic sound illuminates with a numbered pad.

It was after Kang Chan dialed the number and the signal rang about twice.

["This is Anne. ”]

There was an immediate answer.

“You know the situation here, don't you? ”

[Laughter] "We're picking it up by satellite. ”]

Kang Chan gazed at the houses of the tribesmen directly in front of the mountain and the ridge of the road that connects them to it.

“Can I ask for a French expatriate unit? ”

[“When an enemy is not a rebel in Africa, there must be the consent of the Director General of Intelligence. ”]

“Ane. I believe the General Intelligence Bureau knows that the enemy is Kudes. Getting the Director General's consent in this situation is worse than not being able to help. ”

["I've told you the procedure. And even if you give a departure order now, you'll arrive approximately four hours later. ”]

I was just talking about the process I didn't know.

“I want you to bring me a troop that can quickly and completely besiege the Cudes here. ”

[“I understand. ”]

“Thank you, Ane. ”

The hymn that gave the caller to the differential fungus called together the leaders of each team via radio.

“As you all know, the number of Cudes around here is far more than 500. ”

Excluding the number of enemies identified in the previous engagement and those killed in the truck will give you a big answer.

“At the end of prayer, the enemy runs unconditionally. There must have been some calculations of the live ammunition we had, and when it came to that, it was natural that we wanted to kill all of us before the help came from outside. ”

It was after the commanders nodded.

“I heard it takes more than four hours for the nearest foreign troops to arrive. Save as many bullets as you can from now on. And three for each special team. ”

“What mission? ”

“People who are at the forefront of a hundred wars. ”

Tyler sighs like groaning and nods.

“Prayer is almost over. Hang in there like a bad boy.”

“Can we bear it until the foreign troops arrive? ”

Robert's question attracted the attention of the commanders.

“I don't think I thought of anything..... ”

Kang Chan looks around the commanders and opens his mouth again.

“Hold on until you kill all your enemies. ”

Robert watches the hymn with his eyes as if he did not recognize the horse.

* * *

“What are you doing? ”

“This?”

Yoohye-Sook laughed at the question from the grandfather who saw the economic magazine on the couch.

“Do you write to Chan again? ”

“Or? This is the second time. ”

Gyeonggi-dong stood up and walked to the dining table.

“What do you say? Shall I use one too? ”

“You?”

Hye-Sook quickly covers her hands as she twists her head to look at the letter.

“Huh? What's the cover? Are you trying to imitate me? ”

“Hey! Go away! ”

“What is it? ”

I pushed my head forcefully, but I read nothing but "To the Son I Want to See," which is written on the top of my head.

“Deadly, I don't see it! I'm not looking.”

It was a time when a great man who threw a horse in a prank sat on the opposite side of Hye-Sook and opened a magazine.

“It's cold out there, isn't it? ”

A question with Yoohye-Sook's worries has flown.

“It's a state-owned facility, so you might get a good heating. ”

“I hope you read my letter in such a warm place, as you say. ”

The wind of Hye-Sook disappeared somewhere on the dining table.

* * *

When the time for prayer was up, a tension broke out between the Special Forces standing in the mountains.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

It was time to hear weapons inspected everywhere.

Suddenly, his gaze frowned because of the scar.

“What's wrong with you? ”

“This...! ”

He carefully drenched the blood in his pants pocket, and then he heard a dry letter.

I had to tear it down to make sure it was all wrong, and if I put it in water, it would melt, but I had to give up reading it with the writing.

“Have you read it yet? ”

Kang Chan looked at the letter without saying a word.

The first handwritten letter I received was cut down in blood, making it difficult to even recognize the name on the outer envelope.

It may mean not to greed too much.

“Whoo.”

Now is the time to fight the enemy before your eyes.

With a hardened letter in his pants pocket, Kang Chan slowly looked around.

It was the scariest thing to run at once, but I knew the enemy would choose that method.

There was also a reason to select personnel for the Centennial War.

I think if I run at once, I'll shoot bread with a gun, but I can't actually do that.

Even if only a hundred people grind an AK rifle in front of you, this side can't even lift its head properly, and there are 500 people running in unison for less than 60 people.

At least 200 yards away, it's worth a try, but it's only 30 yards from the clay house of the tribe to where the chant hides itself.

If only ten men cross the ridge, this side will have to fight for it, and a few hundred people will soon be hit by 60.

Surrounded by hundreds of people, an inexperienced man hardens his body.

A rifle, a flourishing blade, a poisonous dowry in the face of a Seekerman, a bloodthirsty eye, and a roaring roar will leave nothing but death.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

I heard the sound of the dirt breaking from the front.

Prayer's over.

In the harsh weather, the sound of soil breaking out from the tribal home became more and more pronounced, as with a wet goat nearby.

Kang Chan put his hand on the helmet.

Cheers. “The enemy is moving. Snipers, stop the mortars and missiles until I signal. ”

The interpreters translated the words of Kang Chan into the words of different countries and communicated them to the radio.

Cheers. “My code name is Fresh of Blackfields. It means God who brings death to the enemy. ”

Boom, boom, boom!

I saw a black shadow move quickly on the ridge.

Chieit. “Today, not one enemy meets the god of death without falling in love. Hang on like a world-class special team. Fresh of Black Fields will be at the forefront. ”

Gerrar, who received a complimentary glance, twitched the scar on his cheeks, and the lagoon, who only knew the code name, smiled with a twinkling glance.

Kang Chan once again put his hand on the helmet.

Cheeit. “Tell the special team in Korea! We go back alive in this fight. So I pass on the experience gained here to the junior. Until one day, when our juniors are on an operation, everyone looks at us with jealous eyes! We don't stop! ”

After finishing the radio, Kang hymn slowly turned his torso back and saw the differential fungus. He then nodded.

Arrest! Chuck!

Differential fungi turn their backs and shout loudly at the crews hiding on the ridge.

“From now on, our best generals and special teams from around the world! And I tell the enemy! ”

The cry of evil made the blood boil.

“Our relief! ”

“My blood! ”

The shattered echo ran out on the land of Africa.

“If only we could defend the country! ”

Foreign special forces stare at the differential fungus with a bundled gaze.

“I am happy! ”

It was the moment when the relief of the crew was over.

“Hua! ”

Greenberry made a unique union.

“Array!”

The Russian team wrote their own evil.

“Whoo!”

SBS shouted.

Gerar looks around and looks funny.

“How good would it have been before? ”

It was when I saw the two of them with a curious expression.

The Seekerman shadow rushes in unison in front of him.

Choke! Fuchung!

It was the beginning of Kanghyun pulling the trigger.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Phi Jung! Puebuck!

“Ouch!”

The dirt splattered, and the enemies rushed over the picket, but at that short moment they rushed to the tribe's house.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Tada Faction! Ta 'ang! Took!

“Ouch!”

The noise of gunfire mixed with the shouts of the enemy, and it was a distraction.

The enemy rushed to death in contempt.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Furry! Throwing!

As soon as one of your friends gets sidetracked,

Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry! Fuchung! Furry!

The enemies were falling in front of the 10th floor.

A new one runs right behind the fallen enemy through his forehead.

Too-too-too-too-too-too!

Every time a fire is blown from an enemy's shotgun, the dirt in front of it explodes.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Choke!

Kang Chan pulls the trigger in succession by changing the spear.

Fuchung! Taang! Toothless! Furry! Thigh! Thigh! Tofu!

Ten bucks.

The number of fallen allies is also increasing.

The flames burst before my eyes.

This was a fight of avoiding and sleeping, who was quick, who was precisely maneuvering, who was defending those 10 measures or not.

After about 10 minutes of desperate fighting, the enemy who hid himself in the tribe's hut no longer ran.

Chuckle! Chuckle! Yippee! Yippee!

I heard the sound of checking the weapons, checking the bullets, and pulling the wounded.

“Whoo. Whoo. ”

The sound of the crew's rough breath right next to him was not awkward at all.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

I heard the sound of the ground breaking again to see if the enemies were moving again.

Sharp bastards!

It's much easier to run in a collapsed row, but you know how to trim a line again.

Because they know you so well, I'll kill you that hard!

Chuckle! Chuckle! Choke!

As Kang Chan raises his rifle and aims, he hears rifles from all sides.

It was the moment I felt the disgusting smell of Fiberin and the dead in the heat.

Duh-duh-duh-duh! Tudududududuk!

The sound of AK rifles and flames rush toward the hymn, as if to announce the beginning of the fight.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Shoo! Shoo!

The workshop of the 10th floor began again.

Pieing! Puebuck! Furry!

One of the crew bounced back again.

Tudududududuk!

Goddamn it!

It's an AK rifle and an RPG that sells and displays like fish in the Somali market.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Pulling the trigger, Kang Chan thought he was missing something.

Duh! Duh! Tudududududuk!

That damn thing in the gun.

Pueblo!

At that moment, Gerar's body shook.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan pulls the trigger by blocking Gerar's front.

It was time to focus on the fight that was before my eyes.

“No problem!”

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!

There's no way to look back in a fight like this.

It was just as important to protect that 10th floor.

Enemies scatter blood and shattered dirt under the moonlight, and there are smells of gunpowder, blood and disgusting death everywhere.

Tough!

One of the greenberries is pushed back big, and the floor is scorched.

A scream of gunfire was heard as the crew next to him pulled him, but he couldn't stop pulling the trigger right away.

Whoops!

Another crew member moved on.

Gerard spits out a great deal of insult as he grinds the bullet to see where and how he got hit.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

Kang Chan pierces the enemy's forehead like a bad luck.

I win and see.

It had a completely different purpose than when I was a mercenary, but it was not the same as then that I had to win first.

Qaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

An enemy who spits blood sharply through the moonlight collapses in front of the stronghold.

Fuchung! Taang! Ta 'ang! Duh! Duh! Puck! Puck!

The enemy was already in front of his nose.

Quaak!

Kang Chan pulls the enemy's collar through his forehead.

Fuchung! Fuchung!

And he pulled the trigger and pierced his chest.

Fuchung!

I pierced his chest again.

I hesitate to sit on the ground as if the enemy were swinging behind a man grabbed by the neck.