God of Blackfield

Kang Chan pressed the button on the phone.

[“It's Hugo. ”]

“Hugo. How come it's been 24 hours and there's no answer? ”]

[“Approval is on hold. ”]

Kang Chan smiled with one lip.

“Can you tell Director Romain I'm asking for an interview? ”

[“I understand. ”]

It was the answer that stopped and then crossed over.

“Hugo.”

[“Yes. Deputy Director General”]

“I'm sorry if I'm in trouble. ”

[“No. Thank you for your attention. ”]

It was when Kang Chan just hung up.

Glug.

Gerard enters the infirmary with a yellow shopping bag.

“How did you get here right away? ”

“What's going on? ”

Gerard took the question of the hymn as another question.

“What happened to your face? ”

Gerard, sitting at the table, asked the question again.

Basrak.

Then I took out three small paper packaging from the shopping bag.

“I bought some night food. ”

Kang Chan gave Gerar's words to the Great Lakes.

“I can't believe this son of a bitch is so calm. ”

Gerard moved to get coffee.

“Captain?”

This is the third poison thrown by Gerar.

Gangchan informed the Mongolian situation and his calls to Basili and Hugo in turn.

“Then we must hurry. ”

Gerard puts three paper cups on the table.

“Let's eat and go. ”

“Where?”

“Isn't she here because of him? But now that we're here so early, we don't need time. Let's eat fast and get energetic in Mongolia. ”

Huh? I heard you!

Was this son of a bitch smarter than Darye?

Crumb. Crumb.

Gerar peels off the paperboard and puts out a single hamburger on the table with the face of the lagoon.

“Take it.”

“You think this son of a bitch is expensive? ”

It was the moment when the Great Lakes gave the wrong interpretation.

Unh. Unh. Unh! Unh!

Kang Chan's phone rang in the hamburger gap.

Kim Tae Jin's name floated, so Kang Chan quickly pressed the call button.

“Jules! It's a hymn. ”

["Deputy Commissioner. ”]

Steel Gyu, the clear voice of Steel Gyu.

[1] "There are 41 Europeans compared to 260 Arabs. Includes 1 allied death, 22 minor wounds, 4 serious wounds, and O Representative among heavy casualties. ”]

Kang Chan was not answering and was only listening.

[“Six of 249 hostiles killed, 52 captured and 6 prisoners killed. ”]

“What about your friend's death? ”

[“I was a member of Nam Il-gyu's team. I ask the National Intelligence Service to process it in a nutshell. ”]

“Okay. Where did you get hurt? ”

[“It's okay. ”]

“Where did you get hurt? ”

I heard Steel Gyu's cool smile lightly.

[“I scratched my back a little, but I'm not worried. Then Tae-jin talked to National Intelligence Agent Kim Jong-jeong and decided to transfer the heavy casualties to Korea. ”]

“Got it.”

Is it like this?

In the meantime, whenever Kang Chan came back from the operation, the look on Kim Hyeong-hyun's face, Jeong Jeong Jeong, came from this sentiment?

[“Can the prisoner handle it our way? ”]

If I told you to do so here, I would just hang them upside down on the base until they died.

“I think you should discuss that with Team Leader Kim Hyung-jeong and decide. ”

["I got it. Then I'll keep it until the answer comes. ”]

After seeing the expression of the hymn, the lagoon faces Gerar.

“Thank you.”

The call ended with Steel Guy laughing.

“What?”

“We're finished with 1 ally dead and 4 serious injuries, including glitter. You captured about 50 of 300 hostiles alive? ”

“Hey!”

The Stone Canyon burst into admiration, and I watched the hymn with astonishing eyes.

“Did you say the glitter was severe? ”

“That's right. Let's wait until we get you to Seoul. ”

Lecture commended Gerar again.

“Was the Korean Special Forces originally this strong? ”

It's hard to say what the answer is.

Anyway, it was time for a cup of coffee with a complimentary heart.

“The gloss is injured, and we eat hamburgers. ”

The Stone Canyon stares at the hamburger and makes a heartless noise.

“Do you have anything to do with that? Gerar bought it. Eat it first. I've always lived in Africa. ”

“I'm sorry. ”

Contrary to what I said, the Great Lakes picked up only one hamburger in my head and pushed it to Kang-chan.

“I'll eat after a while, so eat first. ”

“What! What are you eating in case Gerrar tries to sail? By the way, why bother making prisoners? ”

The question was asked and the lagoon cut the hamburger as big as the lettuce and patty had the answer.

“The bastard. ”

“Hey! Swallow and talk! ”

“Those bastards, prisoners. ”

“What's that? ”

“Why don't you use it to build a factory there? I don't need a salary, and the one who doesn't listen to me drags him around appropriately.. ”

The talking littoral lake noticed the hymn. Then I cut the hamburger, pretending it was okay.

I had no intention of blaming the words of the Stone River.

But this is not a tribal war in Africa.

But I think there's somewhere I can use it.

I felt like I was having an epilepsy and jumped into my head.

* * *

He made the boundary with a rope, like a big square ring, and drove the prisoners there.

It was right in front of the barracks guarding the outskirts, so it was precisely on its knees outside the base.

“These fucking things! ”

“Hey!”

If Nam Il-gyu hadn't called, the bucket would have taken out the great sword hanging from his shoulder again.

I've already knocked twice and hung it upside down.

They were openly rebellious. They didn't even dry up, but now they just keep their mouths open.

A prisoner whispering something shook his head.

The prisoners were bored.

Above the barracks stood machine guns, Mistral, and vigilantes with fierce eyes, and four unarmed team members were besieging the prisoners with rifles.

I tied my wrist around my back.

Nevertheless, none of the prisoners with painful expressions could open their mouths.

A little while ago, I said, "Let me get my arm loose.” Ever since I saw the Arabic-speaking prisoner almost taken to the bucket.

Even if you don't experience it, you can see it as if you were carved into a bone.

to the extent that the sore arm is much, much less painful than dying and hanging upside down.

Boom, boom.

At that time, Steel Gyu and Kim Chul-gyu left the base and approached the prisoners.

The prisoners' heads were rushed to the ground.

A little more exaggeration was enough to break my neck.

Steel Gyu sees two prisoners hanging upside down in the barracks.

“They were rebellious. I'll let you go.”

Steel Gyu nodded, who heard the bucket's answer.

The two crew members move towards the upside-down.

Steel Gyu hangs a great sword on her left shoulder, thigh, and ankle, and turns her rifle backwards with an oblique line. He put a pistol on his right waist and a bloody bullet behind his waist.

Whenever he turned his gaze, the prisoners shook their teeth and buried their heads on the ground.

If he reaches for his left hand, his neck is completely turned around and dies, and if he reaches for his right hand, his neck is torn apart and he dies.

Steel Gyu did something unimaginable while running with power.

Is that it?

An unconditional head explodes or pierces one of the Rifles when the Steel Statue grinds one foot.

Even so, it is a steel statue that is treated with a polite face by Nam Il-gyu and the bucket.

Boom. Boom.

Then two trucks approached from a distance.

“I think it's over. ”

Steel Gyu nodded at Kim Tae Jin's report.

A truck that collects enemy weapons and equipment.

Steel Gyu looked around far away and turned his gaze to Kim Tae Jin again.

“You've got six minutes outside. You're at least six kilometers apart, so the boundary is clear. ”

Steel Gyu nods.

It's dark night.

The night the surveillance lights turned on towards the prisoners.

Kim Tae-jin snorted back over the years and even heard the feeling of being in an unarmed zone.

It was like this then.

When Steel Gyu turned his gaze, chicks like Kim Tae Jin just froze on their own.

“How long were they on their knees? ”

“It's been about two hours. ”

This time, Nam Il-gyu answered.

“Release your wrists, and let your legs open. ”

“Got it.”

Steel Gyu shifted his gaze to the bucket.

Boom, boom.

And I walked to him.

Despite the obvious steps towards the bucket, there was a horrible horror among the prisoners.

Tuck.

Steel Kyu taps his bucket forearm twice and moves to the barracks.

After seeing the bucket of eyes, the prisoners looked back and fell on their heads.

For the captives who were shocked, his face looked like a murderer whose emotions exploded.

Swwww! Yep!

The bucket draws the great sword from the shoulder, and the unarmed team members pull out the great sword in a row.

“Allaah!”

It was time for a prisoner to cry out to the sky with a tired face.

“What the fuck is he talking about! ”

Tuck!

I cut off the tie that tied the prisoner's hands with a face full of complaints.

* * *

Hwang Ki-hyun tried like a bad boy every day.

You must not show emotion.

I can't help but notice that the Chief of the Korean National Intelligence Service can't just read emotions.

I saw and knew.

Lanoke, Basilica, and the ambush never read thoughts except when they appear deliberately.

Late in the night, while leaving the National Intelligence Agency building, Yeong Ki-hyun gave his best expression.

It was as good as crazy.

I wanted to scream.

I also thought it was wrong to go into a room where no one was present and spray two fists in the air.

It was at a time when the construction of a factory in Mongolia was in front of the nose.

So it was a Mongolian base that had to be protected unconditionally.

300 enemies.

There were only 50 crew members.

But it was a perfect victory.

It's a shame one person died, but it's nice to be happy.

Unnamed heroes who were pushed out of the Republic of Korea in the past named after the National Intelligence Agency.

It was a road to the loss of Samsung dong, after leaving the National Intelligence Agency building in Ngokdong.

Hwang Ki-hyun climbed behind a passenger car opened by an agent with a humble expression.

Pour it.

A car with bodyguards circled along a circular greenery built in front of the front door, followed by a passenger car with Yeong Ki-hyun.

I entered the road.

1: 00 a.m.

People who came all the way down the road to catch a taxi blocked their cars to the first lane.

Breadcrumbs!

It was after the clackson buzzed.

Cheers. “Catch the drunkard! V1. Run! Run!”

The radio rang in a rush.

Two drunkards were approaching when Yeong Ki-hyun turned his head to the window.

A horrible feeling overwhelmed Yellow Gyeonggi.

I'm a drunk.

But I filled my neck with a chunky jumper, and I kept my eyes straight on the passenger car.

The two agents who got off the front car quickly ran to the drunk.

Pour it!

The passenger car crossed the centre line.

Phew! Lightning! Lightning!

The cars across the street pressed on Clarkson, and the lights alternated upwards.

Wadadadadak!

Two drunks ran towards the passenger car, and it was the moment the agent grabbed them.

Lightning!

A dazzling beam of light digs into Yellow Gi-hyun.

* * *

Song Changwook was late for work.

It is for the Republic of Korea.

My grandfather, who devoted his entire fortune to the independence of the Republic of Korea, died in prison without enduring the vicious torture of the Japanese army.

Because of that, the kindness spent a humble end of the year.

Despite the birth of Beast Master thanks to his great-grandfather, his common Japanese studies became insubordinate and errands of the Independent Army.

“Grandpa, don't resent me. ”

The last words of the rapporteur were so.

Song Changwook, a junior high school student, was unhappy with his eyes.

The good man spent money on maintaining his grandfather's livelihood even as a broken body.

The government, which even designated Baek San Gara as a teacher, imposed a ridiculously low maintenance fee. That's why the Independent Saint kept him as a broken body.

SongChangwook's grandfather gave him an old taekwondo hanging in the middle of the Commissioner's Office Wall.

From the selection of high-rise sites, the purchase of buildings, the design of civil engineering, to the planning of links with Eurasian railways.

“Whoo.”

It was only around 1: 00 a.m. that Song Changwook stood up with his paperwork covered.

I had to prepare for tomorrow, but most of all, I had to go in because I was sorry for the bodyguards who were waiting outside.

Song Changwook presses inside his eyes with his thumb and index finger, and then wears a jacket.

Sweet.

The two agents stood facing each other as they opened the door.

“Too late, isn't it? ”

“No.”

It's fresh.

The smile of young people working for the Republic of Korea always gives Song Changwook new energy.

I got in the elevator with three of them.

Seeing one of the agents send a radio to prepare the vehicle, Song Changwook realized that they were still young.

The early thirties are hungry at this hour.

“Can we eat one of our banquet noodles and go in? ”

“Are you the mayor?”

Song Changwook did not answer for a moment.

It was because of the idea that eating banquet noodles would be uncomfortable all the time in bed.

Song Changwook was that age.

“Commissioner, we eat our own snacks. ”

Is there such a peculiar answer?

My youngest daughter would have tied me up if I was a little younger.

It's time.

When the elevator opened, one of the agents quickly moved to the front door.

Cheers. “No more. ”

An agent who received the radio snapped at Song Changwook and walked with him.

The pistols on their backs are not pulled up, they are pressed down and pulled out.

A few days ago, Song Changwook was not even the first to face a drunkard who showed up slowly.

When Song Changwook entered the rear door of the car that was stuck in front of the front door, the agent climbed into the passenger seat.

Cheers. “Let's go. ”

The car with the two agents in front departed first, followed by the car with Song Changwook.

I'm sorry.

It is true that four or five precious young people who become friends for one old man care for the child until this time.

Song Changwook looked out the window.

The drunkards were coming down to the road to catch a taxi and hit the Aung San Suu Kyi.

Thank you very much.

They all live in their own places. They enrich the Republic of Korea, which is safeguarded by such wealthy young people.

Grandfather, how much did you like it when you saw him?

It was the moment Song Changwook smiled at the mouth.

Profit!

The car hurriedly crossed the center line.

Wheezing!

Song Changwook slams into the right door.

Twinkle!

In Song Changwook's gaze, he saw a man reaching for the right rear door.

Why? You don't think it's a cab?

Lightning!

A flash flashed through Song Changwook's face.