I'm still alive

I haven't had much time to spend with Chae-yeon lately. Of course, the early-seasoned child was well aware of what I was doing and why I couldn't be with him, and from some San Ga, he didn't complain.

I just came up to my bed when I fell asleep and hugged them, or quietly came down to greet them with my legs pulled together. At an age when she was far too young and desperate, Chae-yeon and her children understood the situation too quickly.

'Chaeyeon seems to be going to be a painter.'

I put the sleeping child on the blanket and left the room quietly. Then in front of the visit, Kang Su-ryeon, wearing an apron, looks at me with a delighted smile and says, Kang Soo Ryun regains her old self. Most of the wounds were recovered, and now the smiling face was as beautiful as ever, as all the painful memories of the day were diluted. I was so grateful to her for overcoming all the hard pain.

'The teachers compliment me a lot. He's a very good painter.….’

Really? Is that it?’

And when words related to Chae-yeon came out, our faces were unfolded endlessly. Late at night, I walked down the hall with her, and had some time alone after a long time. Although the heartless reality and the unknown future are pressing down on human emotions, we now knew.

How precious they are to each other even if they don't talk. I held her hand quietly, and she held my hand without saying a word.

We walked past the deserted corridor and out of the quarters, and we saw the clear sky without a cloud and we had the calmness of silence in our hearts. Having remained silent for so long, she stroked my hand which had become very rough and called my name in a small voice.

"Mr. Dong-yoon..."

Mr. Dong-yoon, in that brief remark she made, there were dozens of emotions tangled like a thread. I turned my head and made eye contact with her, who seemed to think of the hard past, and asked to hear the backbiting she had not.

'What?'

Cheek.

[Director, I think you'll have to come here for a moment. I'm in a hurry.]

But it was the sound of a walkie-talkie stuck in my front pocket that stopped her muted speech. On the radio, Park Dae-bak, who is in charge of guarding the barrier, called me in a voice containing anxiety, and his unusual contact showed that something had happened. I slowly looked up and looked at Kang Soo-ryeon, who was trying to tell me something. Then she met me with a bright smile, telling me to go.

'It's not urgent, so don't worry and go.'

'I'm so sorry. Let's talk when we get back.’

I could only say sorry to her. And the afterglow she was about to tell me vanished like a haze into the darkness now running, and my thoughts and the feeling left over my lips slowly dried up. I began to run at full speed across the deserted side of the road toward the barrier that Park Dae-bak had called.

* * *

Clap, clap, clap!

The most surprising thing about my arrival at the Wall was that I heard a gunshot that was not often heard in Eden. It is said to have a silencer attached, but using a gun at night is a cautious thing. So is the enemy here? But if the situation was urgent, Park Dae-bak would have called the team first, not me.

The gunshots rang out regularly two or three times, and I rushed down the walls where the lights were gathered. And there the old man, who arrived earlier than I, was fully armed, solidifying his expression. As I shout, the old man turns his head this way.

Dong-yoon!

Argh!

And the gunshot that comes again with the old man's answer. Apparently on the guard tower someone was shooting out of the barrier. I looked around in astonishment, and soon I could see the guards and our party gathering toward this place. Everyone seemed dumbfounded and seemed to be in a hurry, as if they had not heard the details. And the old man, who was the first to arrive, approaches this way and makes a serious face.

'There have been reports of them snooping around the Wall since earlier. First of all, I'm cutting it off quickly because of the small number, but the movement is very unusual. What the hell do you want to do?….’

Even the old man, who was dealing with any threat like an ice field, was unable to recover his consciousness in the face of the sudden phenomenon. Fortunately, the number of shots that started ringing a while ago was decreasing, but in the middle of the night, we had no choice but to get a small shock before the attack. And one question that comes in at the moment with a stab in the head. I asked the old man, spitting out the question without a filter.

What about the drugs? Didn't the lab bring you the drugs?’

Since the lab developed a drug to expel them, the threat of the monsters has virtually not existed except for mutations. The reason why we came and went safely to our destination, and Eden's barrier was able to escape their attack. It was in a variant drug that was regularly distributed and distributed. My question, full of such questions, was answered by the guard who was guarding this barrier instead.

'Oh, no! Obviously, at 7 p.m. this afternoon, I distributed the drugs distributed by the Central Headquarters just like yesterday! The quantity and time were the same as before!'

It was too rigid, but it didn't seem to lie. A phenomenon that is different from the past, even though the drug was sprayed. I don't know why or why, but I could feel that something started to twist from its source. I once had my party and guards secure the bodies of the men we shot dead, and ordered the samples to be sent to the lab.

Fortunately, they made only a bustling move, not a full-fledged attack. The situation is quickly settled for a noisy one. The quiet neighborhood was crowded with guards who came with flashlights, and the sound of a few shots made residents nervous like a nightmare at night. And the party, who had to get up early tomorrow morning, wrapped up the situation by wandering the guards and the barrier to the end.

'But thanks to him, we were able to find him quickly.’

After that time, it's 11:50 p.m. I was looking outside the barrier where the situation was arranged with a complicated mind. And at that moment, Park Dae-bak, who was killing them at the guard tower, came to me with a young man.

Park Dae-bak's subtle eyes on me and his words to praise a specific object. He seemed to be asking the young man walking next to Park to say something. Mindful of the eyes of the young man fixed on me, I turn towards you.

This is the fourth barrier, which is located opposite the main gate, and is not receiving much attention. A zone that may be complacent and neglected. But the guards in charge of this area had found them in time and made a quick report to us. a distinctly different appearance from the guards of the former Eden I felt a sense of confidence building up when I saw the security guard who was surprisingly good to me.

'Good, thank you.’

The young man's face was filled with the youthful look that he might have just graduated from high school. But what made him so strong, his tight-lipped face was full of solemnity and responsibility. I know it's a very innocent feeling, but I was very proud of the young man who worked so hard. And to my brief remark the young man answered, shaking his eyes slowly.

Thank you!!!!!

"Hey, you bastards! Why don't you promote them to welcome you?'

And the uproar of the night ended with the old man nagging at us under the barrier, not under the barrier. We quickly returned to our quarters and slept for a mission to start tomorrow, but we couldn't easily fall asleep even though we had strangely closed our eyes.

* * *

Brother, we're going to goin'! I think they'll be ready.’

Perhaps because he was sent to the mission for two days extension, Yongpal grumbled without telling the old man. But given the past, which has been a series of escapes and dangers, this grumbling now was only a little childish. I patted Yong-pal's back, who looked tired of marching, and walked again, and Park Da-hye, who was listening to the story behind him, made a biting remark at Yong-pal.

'Twit! The boss and grandpa are going together. What are you worried about?’

Then Yong-pal looked at me with a puzzled look and complained of injustice that he was not trying to say it. And while she ran to catch Park Da-hye, who had naughty retorted herself, she had already fled behind Kim Hye-jung's back for a long time. Seeing a child who shows his ability to escape like a flying squirrel, Yong-pal screams with a face that says, "I'm dying of disgust."

"You're a fool to your brother! Speak with honorifics!'

Seeing them fight like this every time, it was hard to believe that they were brothers and sisters. I found a suitable place to rest, looking at the tension relieved by the pranks of Park Da-hye and Yong-pal. Soon after, he gave the party a weak order and briefly relaxed the tension on his shoulders. After two hours of uninterrupted enforcement, the group puts down their luggage with heavy breathing and sits down looking for a suitable seat.

'Yong-pal's words are not wrong.’

As soon as I sat down, I turned my head to the old man's voice coming from beside me. There, the team's main combat team, the old man, detective Kang, and Park Dae-bak were looking at me with sweaty faces. The moderate spring breeze and the warm sunshine made me forget for a while, but they know that the mission we are carrying out is never light content. Of course, knowing the point well, I answered them as if not to worry.

When we get there, let's wait and see.’

We don't have much information now. It's just that they're illegal organizations like smugglers we've dealt with, and they're bigger? We needed the know-how and ability they had, but after seeing that their peers were not much different from the vagrants, whether they would talk or trade had long gone away.

'They're not worth talking about. Dong-yoon is right a hundred times.'

And detective Kang, who was particularly hostile to illegal organizations, was actively supporting the declaration I made without countermeasures. Of course, the other party members who saw the truth of the smugglers were not in a mood of great opposition, so the direction of the mission was so natural that they were heading toward the battle.

But we had a lot to gain from the living. Therefore, this operation aims to neutralize the enemy rather than annihilate it," he told the group again.

'I think this is the last time. We don't have any more opportunities, so let's finish it quickly and accurately.'

The old man told us, stiffening his wrinkled face. When the heavy word "this is the last chance, the last time" was in the company's favor, he once again tightened his mind by squeezing the relaxed tension. Something must be done to clear the way and send the two out. Although we have come a long way back, we certainly believe we are walking forward. And Park Dae-bak's last cry served as a slogan to mark the end of this long mission.

'I'll crush the dog.’

The party nods its head.

* * *

Fortunately, the location of the smugglers just before they died was not a lie. Their location is a hillside with few people and buildings. It was the middle of a small mountain near Cheonggye Mountain, called forsythia valley. Nearby, there was the Gyeongbu Expressway, and it was not far from the blockade area marked by the station's woman. And after another two hours of march, we were able to come to the home of these distant bastards, and I hid myself in a tree and took out a radio.

'I can see the movement.’

They've turned the whole small town into its home. There were many wooden barricades and guards around, but there were no bigger loopholes than expected on the tight perimeter. Perhaps he was quite aware of the declaration of war I made yesterday. I licked my dry lips and concentrated on the voices of the party from the radio.

an old man's radio

[Uh, I checked from this side, too. I don't understand any of them, but they're mixed in Chinese and Korean.]

Park Dae-bak's radio show.

[We've checked this side as well. These bastards are bigger than I thought. And I think we can see a few civilians, all family size.]

Our party was torn in three and viewed the whole village together. If you count the total number of them, it's 40 to 50. There must have been a reason for the woman on the phone to use abusive language confidently. But rather than being scared, I picked up my wristwatch to check the time, and told my brother Yong-pal, who was with me, to be on the lookout. Then he took out the radio and said to the party, who was pointing guns at them from all sides.

'There are people who look like refugees, so never fire first. We'll approach first and send you a signal if you think it's okay.’

I slowly turned down the radio volume after the answer was yes. And near me, I began to slowly descend down the mountain with my Yongpal brothers, who were wary of all sides, and soon I could witness some people arguing with the babbling noise of the mountain path. I exhaled my breath, slowly pulling out the sword stuck in my waist.