God of Blackfield

After returning to the office, Kang Chan first called Lanok and explained the situation.

[“First, ask the South Korean government to investigate. I'll talk to Sherman and cooperate. ”]

“Thank you, Ambassador."

It was after Kang Chan said hello.

[“The enemy is moving bolder than expected. ”]

Ranoc surprises me.

“I didn't think I'd get this far. The United Nations' intention to deploy peacekeepers as soon as the investigation was over was also to show our commitment to the enemy. ”

[“I didn't expect to share Africa with Korea. ”]

“I didn't think so. If it is incumbent upon the Ambassador, I would sincerely stop deploying. ”

I didn't want to trouble Lanoke's position. So the hymn immediately expressed its will.

[“You don't have to. But from now on, Mr. Kang Chan is better off considering the balance when setting the direction. It is true that the person we believe and follow is Mr. Kang Chan, but even so, if the Republic of Korea takes over everything at will, the heads of intelligence in other countries will be in a difficult position. ”]

“Got it.”

[“Then I'll call you when I'm done talking to the United Nations. ”]

After hanging up, the audition looked out the window.

I knew that Malawi would be fine because of the great status and power France had.

I do!

It looks like Dimin in a French bowl of rice.

I decided to send a special team into the others' garden, so it wasn't going to make me feel good from the French standpoint.

Kang Chan saw cars filled with slippery roads down there.

What is it this time?

What do you have left?

The steam box, which still occupied one side and sat down, was not disappearing.

Kang Chan recalls the Liturgy Lagoon and smiles.

He's not the only one who's gonna get hurt.

“Holy Father, enter the Son of Man. ”

Unlike the horse, Nomo did not let go of the hand of the Lagoon.

“Did you write down the address exactly? ”

“Yes, I wrote it down, but if I get hurt uselessly, I'll never see my mother again. ”

“Don't be so tough. Thank you for coming down to Zhejiang and sending my farming. ”

After speaking, Nomo finally burst into tears.

“What's wrong? Again? If you keep holding it, you won't be able to get to a good place. ”

The Stone Canyon wipes the eye area of Nomo with its bare palms.

“Thank you. I will not forget the grace of the Holy Spirit for the rest of my life. ”

“You sound useless. ”

In time, the gangster walked with Nomo towards the bus.

“If you want to get something on the way to this, go to Zhejiang and buy something you need. ”

In front of the bus, the gangster handed out an envelope.

“No! There is no law like this! ”

Nomo shook his hand in surprise.

“Take it. I just decided to be my mother. If you don't take this, I don't think of you as my son. ”

I received the envelope that Lagoon gave me as Nomo snorted and burst into tears that had barely subsided.

Then he rolled up his skirt and placed it in a pocket on his thigh.

“My lord, you are healthy. ”

“Don't overdo it. ”

“Got it.”

“Up you go.”

The bus driver was pressed by the impression of the lagoon.

“Then split me up. ”

The Stone Gang Ho hugged Nomo.

“Cheer up. I'll be there when I'm done. ”

“Yes. Son of a bitch, let's go. ”

The nomo, who had left the Stone Canyon, moved towards the entrance of the bus and turned around again.

You still got something to say?

It was the moment when the Stone Canyon made its eyes open.

His bent nose humbled his back politely.

“Don't forget my grace. ”

The gesture and words of the old mother were conveyed to the lagoon.

Nomo grabbed the handle in front of the bus and stepped up hard.

The window was small enough to show her face, so she only saw half of her face when she walked in the hallway of the bus.

Tooth profit.

The door of the bus was closed, and the bus with Nomo moved out of the car.

* * *

Basili gets out of the car with a very uncomfortable face.

Coming to the Presidential Palace was always upsetting to him. Especially after what happened with Sevchenko last time.

Basili drops out of the car, grasping the back door, sharply staring at the entrance to the Presidential Palace.

There was no agent or concierge coming out.

I came here because Alexei asked me to come himself.

So there is no way to know his arrival at the President's Palace.

But why aren't the KGB bodyguards and bodyguards following Basili coming out?

"A trap?"

Basilica sits down with a choking heart.

Warlock!

It was the moment when Basilica couldn't get into the car quickly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time as the gunshot, a large amount of blood splashed from his back.

Profit!

A car that couldn't even close the back door ran fast.

Puck! Puck! Boom! Boom! Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!

Bullets continued to stick in bulletproof glass and doors.

Yikes! Yikes! Profit!

Then a black passenger car followed behind the presidential palace.

Booooooooooooooooooooooooo! Profit!

It was a moment when Basilica, who fell in the back seat, swayed her colorful suit with blood all over her.

Grumpy! Grumpy!

The car has escaped the presidential palace.

It is the road that leads across the street.

And yet, the car ran upright.

Phew! Bread! Bread!

Then he crossed the road like he crossed a crosswalk.

Yikes! Yikes!

The car that was coming and going on the road quickly turned around.

Kwazak! Kwazak!

It was stuck in the walls of the passenger cars and buildings that followed.

* * *

The amputee was in the arms of a closed airport that one day met with a hymn.

Scratch.

“Whoo.”

The amputee sitting on the round table lit the cigarette.

Dozens of Chinese intelligence agents were guarding his back.

“There have been so many people who have turned their backs on their personal interests more than the development of the People's Republic of China. ”

The amputee who spits on himself turns his torn eyes and looks back at the standing agents.

“If anyone needs my neck, tell me now. ”

An agent with an angled jaw, sharp eyes, and a stubborn body looked at the amputee with silence.

They are also considered veterans of the White Wolf.

As the ambush raises and draws, I can't think of betrayal because I'm an agent, but I don't know what people do.

“What about the weapon?”

“Machine guns, pistols, ammunition. ”

“I'm going to the Korean base in Mongolia. ”

“I'll take you.”

“Whoo.”

The amputee who spit out the cigarette smoke smoked the ashtray.

“I understand that the star of David is the enemy. But we must eliminate those who have sympathized with them this time and sold the People's Republic of China. ”

It was time for the amputee, who had no idea who he was talking to, to come down.

I saw the dust the car caused from a distance.

“You two, stop that! ”

The agent immediately behind the ambush gave the order to the two agents on the far left.

“So how did they get out? ”

“You have to go! ”

“Then they're dead! ”

“You can avenge me later. ”

Three agents rushed in and dragged him away after abducting the ambush.

“They're gonna die! ”

The two agents who looked back at the ambusher, who was being dragged away with evil like a seizure, heard the machine gun with a satisfied face.

Chuckle! Chuckle!

It was when the dirt got closer.

“Let go! Let go! You can't let them die like that...! ”

After the amputee's screams were cut off,

Boom, boom! Pour it!

I heard the car departing from the back of my arm.

“We met a great boss, didn't we? ”

“Even if you die, you won't regret it. ”

The dirt came right up to the front and the car entered the field of view.

“Baek Lang!”

Choke!

One agent called out the name of the Special Forces like a relief worker, and he was shot.

“For the people! ”

Choke.

An agent standing next to me cries out for relief and also picks up a machine gun.

Tutatatata! Tuttata!

Yikes! Yikes!

Towards the vehicle in the opposite direction, the two agents pulled the trigger without going through.

* * *

It's time.

The elevator door of the underground parking lot was opened.

Bant moves down from the elevator with the agents to the standby vehicle.

While the agents looked left and right, Bant put himself in the back seat.

Taaak.

It was the moment the agent holding the back door closed and nodded.

Pour! Profit!

The car that was parked in the form of looking at the driver's seat ran as it was.

The distance was too close.

When you say, "Huh?"

Quagaangles!

The car that rushed in took the driver's seat.

Quaa 'ang!

There was a big explosion.

Quada-da! Khhhh!

Fragments of the car fell roughly around, with the second explosion splattering again.

* * *

The gardeners and the 606 team know the hymns well.

That hymn even called me specifically to raise my guard, and immediately after that, I prayed for the assassination of the President.

The gardeners and the 606 team kept the embassy groundless.

Sweet.

It's before dinner.

The embassy's doors were opened, and more than 10 French agents came out.

Chuckle, chuckle.

The gardener stood in front of the vehicle with one of the crew.

It doesn't work, but I already know what it means.

The training of the 606th team includes interpersonal escort, which is not hindered by the mobility of French agents.

Black Beremo, dark sunglasses, black 606 counter-terrorism outfit, left arm tackle, MP5S machine gun on shoulder, pistol, big sword, bullet.

One of the gardeners nodded briefly.

It was a greeting from a heavily armed man who knew the strength of his troops and thanked the gardeners who were so considerate.

As the gardener stares forward, Ranok leaves the door with Ane.

It's the scariest thing to take your gaze off.

As the conquered French agents surround the two, at this moment someone must look at the area where the sniper can be found.

It was the moment when the gardeners reflectively looked at the surrounding buildings.

Boom! Boom!

Along with the gunfire, one agent's throat exploded.

“Mouvement! ”

French agents overflew Ranoc and Anne with malice.

“Three! Secure that building! ”

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung!

While the gardeners were shooting at the same time as the instructions,

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The enemy fire continues, and French agents fall to the bottom of the pickup.

A sniper with a shotgun on the rooftop of a five-story building.

Fuchung! Fuchung! Fuchung! Phew! Phew! Pueblo!

Even though he was taking counter fire, he was taking the shot as if he had lost his life.

Buzzing! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ranok and Ane were not getting inside.

I can't move because I'm down.

Apparently, he was injured by a warhead that penetrated the agent's body.

If you leave it like this, you end up dead.

“Protect the Factors! ”

Warlock!

The gardener ran to Lanoke.

Then I grabbed his torso and pulled him in front of the bulletproof vest.

The bloody ranoch on his shoulders and chest was unconscious.

Boom! Boom! Puck! Puck! Boom! Boom!

"Argh!"

The bulletproof backplate and legs were properly hit.

I felt the pain on my legs as if I was going crazy.

But the gardener dragged Ranok's head and torso to the door in front of the bulletproof vest.

One of the crew was moving towards the door, holding Ane in a similar position.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dreadful pain that seemed to be taken with a skewer was put on the back plate of the gardener again.

“Turn it off!”

The gardeners dragged Ranoch, who pushed the villain inside. Subsequently, the crew members who were moving together became bloody and handed Ane over unconscious into the embassy building.

The shooter stopped.

The target may have disappeared, or the running crew could have overpowered the sniper.

Furry.

The gardener leans against the door of the embassy and looks at the courtyard.

More than 10 French bodyguards were all scattered on the floor.

I also saw two holes in my bloody thigh when I lowered my gaze.

“Glug.”

The gardener was suffocating.

Strangely, I felt like I wasn't breathing into my chest.

“Old Captain!”

“Cool! Cool! ”

One of the crew ran and pressed the gardener's neck.

“Ambulance is coming now! Hang in there!”

“Hey...! Cool!”

“Don't tell me, be patient! Hey! What happened to the ambulance? ”

Blood choked from the mouth of the gardener who was about to say something.

“We..... Argh! Ugh!”

“Don't tell me! ”

“606... Argh. ”

“I know! Just stay! We have to train them! We have to grind them! ”

Wieing! Wieing! Wieing! Wieing!

I heard sirens in the ambulance.

“Korea…… Bureau, Boru…… c. ”

The surroundings were blurry, so the gardener only saw the pole on the crew's arm, which was pressing down on the right side.

I don't think I was very close.....

The gardener strangely wanted to see the hymn.

At this point, you must want to see your wife or kids.

"The Republic of Korea will be stronger, right? ’

The gardener wanted to hear the answer to that question.

* * *

When Kang Chan arrived at the hospital, National Intelligence Service counter-terrorism team members were guarding the corridor with agents.

“This way.”

Chuckle, chuckle.

It was time to head to the infirmary with the sound of a rifle hanging from the shoulder of the Gangnam sphere.

Glug.

Yoohyun Woo came out of the room with a heavy face.

“Mr. Kang Chan. ”

“What's the status? ”

Yoohyun Woo looked at the room and opened his mouth.

“Both of you are in a coma, and your condition is worse. ”

“Principal.”

Kang Chan only called and said nothing else.

If you look in the eye, it's something you'll understand.

“All right, come this way. ”

Yoohyun Woo led the lecture to the 5th Floor Kill Room.

“Let's lie down here. ”

He walked his arms without saying a word, and then sat on a couch.

Yoohyun Woo did not say to lie down.

I just put a needle in the arm of the hymn, and then I swung the bloody pack left and right.

About three minutes later.

Pressing on the cotton, Yu Hyeong-woo pulled the needle.

Then I left the kill room with a busy step.

It meant the condition was so urgent that I had to hurry like that.

Kang Chan lowered his sleeve and moved to the room containing Yoohyun Woo.