I'm still alive

Man-made roads are visible. But we slowly chase the road, hiding ourselves in the nearby grass, not above it. But as we got closer to the blockade area, we could see that the rotten and acrid smell of the burning smell pierced our noses.

The bodies of the men, who began to be seen from time to time, slowly began to grow, and human-generated lights began to be seen 500 meters ahead. And next to it, you can see a mountain. No, it was a rotten pile of sicchetts made of six, not of mountains.

'That's terrible.

The old man mumbles to himself, wiping off the sweat that ran down. However, there was no one in the party who did not agree to the statement. Mountains made of their bodies were scattered all over the blockade area, and countless soldiers were using heavy equipment to push the bodies away to clear up the surrounding situation. And now I can fully understand why the government had no choice but to carry out a high-risk bombing after quietly watching the scene.

I pressed down my hat and went into the woods to escape the bright light. The pen was taken out of the pocket and marked with a red x on the map so that it could be recognized at a glance. It was a huge scale.

Caught so many of them means at least a large number of military personnel have come to the area. As this path, which is considered safe, has changed so much, I chewed my lips and sighed. But the old man holds my shoulder and quietly comforts me.

'Don't be too disappointed. We just need to find another way, okay? Let's take a ride around the containment area and look around.

Yeah, nothing changes when you're discouraged. I nodded, listening to the old man, and took a deep breath to cheer up again. And I stood there and watched for a while the soldiers lighted all around.

Looking at the bright light, complex emotions rub into the mind. But for a moment, too, my body woke up like a roly poly and sent a signal to the party looking at me around.

1, 2, 3.

Less than three seconds later, we hid here.

*

There are occasional holes created by the bombing and burnt trees still spouting smoke. Fortunately, it didn't lead to a big fire, but the small fires that occurred in between were enough to delay our movement for a while.

Occasionally, the anxiety that the distant light may encounter a soldier is stifling us. The fast-falling stamina, the ever-pushing leg muscles, was such a fatal obstacle to running.

But the more we did, the more we clenched our teeth, and broke all the sources into the final mission that was supposed to be the last and the best. Failure is death. The pressure to succeed, not to have to do, is gathering like a breeze.

‘ .’

And at that moment my footstep, which was running forward like a shot, slipped on a sudden alarm, and the old man quickly moved his body and held my arm. But I don't even recognize the situation where I almost fell and try to recognize the fine sound that comes through my hearing.

As I stop and listen, the other party quickly stops and starts to hide in the grass, thinking something has changed. As soon as I let go of the old man's arm, I slowly lay face down on the floor, slowly killing myself.

‘ !’

That's right, I can definitely hear it. And if I was the only one who heard this sound now, the group hardened their faces and calmly raised the gun. A situation in which the path marked on the map has not yet been reached

We only need to run for about 10 more minutes, and the dirty luck holds our way today. I slowly raised my hand and instructed the party to disperse in all directions, and I began crawling on the floor and slowly approaching in the direction of the sound.

'Listen, it's a human voice.’

An old man who crawled sideways along me whispered quietly in his ear. I gently nodded my head and quietly put forward the gun I was carrying on my back, and began to listen to the sound that began to get closer.

And the flashlight light that begins to be dimly visible from afar. As soon as the light grazed over my head, the party scattered everywhere gulps down dry saliva with a breath. There was a mountain road next to us 50 meters. And there comes a group of people walking slowly towards this place. The babble sounds like a distinct speech.

Sergeant Kim, Sergeant Kim....... We're going to be in big trouble. This is the inner part of them. Why on earth do we have to come here? What?'

You want to come here and make some noise? Don't you understand what's going on here?'

Eight in all. Dressed in uniform, all armed with guns. At the end of their rifles was a defense-colored silencer, and the faint smell of gunpowder tickling the tip of their nose was clearly telling them they had used the gun a little while ago.

I quickly judged the situation by eavesdropping on their conversation, and soon exhale a pale breath, holding the old man's shoulder firmly. I don't know why they came all the way here. But not far from the containment area, I quickly began to think of countermeasures, throwing away my thoughts.

A short thought of three seconds roam about the accelerated head. And in the midst of that complex thought, the final decision I made was to let it pass without colliding with them. Our goal is reconnaissance, not combat. It was right to avoid unnecessary battles as much as possible.

But I don't even have time to discuss this idea with my party. I quickly show several promised signs to the group who are hurriedly raising their hands and staring at my back. Then the group quietly hid themselves on the floor and soon began to remove their presence.

Didn't you say there's no one inside already? What time is that, and suddenly, armed communist? Let's just report that there was no one here and just go. What?'

All the soldiers walking down the street had anxiety and fear on their faces. For those who would always have shot them in the light, this dark, dreary forest must have given them a sense of fear where they might pop out.

Perhaps because of that, the corporal, who stammered behind the soldier who appeared to be the squad leader, even shook his lips with persuasion to go back. However, the squad leader quietly lowered the flashlight by pouring out the irritation caused by stress and fear on the corporal.

Come on, man! He said he saw something! The octopus's head saw the light glistening in there, what am I supposed to do? If you don't check it out, and that's the real spies, you're gonna take responsibility? Did you always think that talking about North Korea and North Korea on the news was a joke to you?’

When a seemingly angry sergeant growled quietly, the corporal finally closed his mouth and bowed his head. And as I watched it, I bit my lips, not knowing what to do with my naturally frowning forehead and my hands.

Light, I said I saw the light. So they came all the way here to find out what the light was. The words spy, armed communist, and North Korea hovered around my head and I began to think rationally as much as I could. Even a really small light would have been observable in this dark forest. I'm sure I told you to be as careful as you can, but......... just in case, really just in case...….

'We're lucky, though. If the commander's telling you the truth, wouldn't the platoon next door who went into that forest be able to spy and engage the armed guards? We're lucky to go with the company later....... their military life is messed up, really.’

The line was uttered by another corporal who quietly followed behind it. A small light found inside a forest, a soldier sent after hearing orders from above toward its origin. We have become enemy soldiers in need of death from victims trapped in containment areas.

At that moment, the hand holding the gun became so strong that the leather gloves popped, and the sensitive nerves that began at the tip of their toes burst out of their heads like volcanoes. The squad leader continues to speak by spitting on the floor.

Do you believe what the company commander says? Think about it, in a situation where it turns out there's no civilians inside, we bomb them if it's weird, what do you think's the point of putting them in? He's definitely doing that because he has something on his mind. You can see the company commander's face.’

My lips and hands tremble finely. And the old man next to me was breathing hard and enduring as much as he could from the inside. It was clear that the company commander in that story, obviously, had heard something through his superior.

No one knows if it's a civilian that the government has tried to cover up, or if it's a fake information wrapped in something else..... The important thing was that our current situation was extremely dangerous.

And the squad leader began to walk back to the end of the words.

But what are we going to do if we know? What are we going to do when Defconn 2 is being issued near the Military Demarcation Line? So please, let's just do what you're told and get out of the army safely, okay? Then walk quickly, you bastards."

At that moment, the silent life of the party hiding behind me shrieks my skin.

‘ .’

As I quietly raised my hand, exhaling a simmering breath, the group crawled frantically across the floor and began preparing to attack the soldiers. Yeah, the cause doesn't matter. In the process of setting up a base camp, a ray of light can inevitably flow out.

And they say it's possible because they're really unlucky to find it and send people. But what's important is that the steps that can be solved through dialogue and conscience have already passed.

They judged, and decided. The surviving victims were now forced to die in the name of armed communist guerrillas. I suppressed the last burst of life of the thought and exploded the icy rationality.

I'm rational. My judgment is cold. I acted not out of anger at a particular object, but out of the idea of cutting its tail accurately and quickly going back to people. There was no time for delay, no hesitation in my fingers.

The moment my index finger clapped before my eyes, the old man whistled long and fired the least noisy crossbow at the soldiers. And the small whistle was a signal to the party to attack the soldier.

'Cuck!'

Volts fired silently from all sides take the lives of soldiers like a dead body covered in dark clothes. The sergeant, who was taking the lead with an irritated look, breathed blood through the bolt fired by the old man, and the soldiers who followed him also spit out black blood one by one.

Then I pulled out the sword that was stuck in my waist and ran out. The target was a soldier who raised the gun in amazement, the soldier in the middle of the line, who was in the middle of the line, was startled and swallowed a scream as soon as he found me. However, I was faster than fear.

I grab a gun trying to aim this way in a hurry and lower it down. And even before I pulled the trigger, my right hand found his finger exactly and turned it to the other side.

a quick take

He misses the gun with a bloody sound of a broken bone. And I lift the sword as it is and stab the heart in the chest. a flash blade The soldier slowly falls to the ground without knowing what has happened to him. Perhaps there was no pain.

There is a flurry of screams and scuffles that have been suppressed from all sides. However, the benefits of a surprise attack in the dark caused even the resistance of a trained soldier to be quelled quickly, and the sound that filled the area soon subsided under the wind.

And as soon as I was about to approach the old man, shaking off the blood from the Great Sword, I hear the voice of a corporal begging me to go back there.

Sal, save me......... that's him......... please save me...….’

Someone had misdirected his aim, the corporal had a bolt stuck in his right shoulder, not the vital point. The Gunmo has long flown away, and he rolls the gun he was holding onto the floor and covers it with dirt. Red blood slowly spreading to digital blessings. Both hands gently hold trembling pitifully.

He couldn't handle this situation, he was looking at us with his wobbly eyes and just begging for help. Oh, from his eyes and expression, I can feel the endless fear he is feeling. And in front of it stood Park Da-hye, holding a crossbow with tears in her eyes.

The crossbow held by Park Da-hye was already loaded with bolts. Perhaps if you aim correctly and pull the trigger, the soldier will die. But the dirty feelings we have in common were blocking the trigger. Not like a monster. It's different from the vagabonds. A moment's agony passes by, perhaps, over whether they are innocent people.

Nevertheless, the heartless reality that we should kill them turns into resentment and sorrow over why we should go through such a thing and flows like tears.

'Let's just pack the bullets and run.’

And my voice, as dry as the sand in the desert, crossed the party, who was solidifying their facial expressions. It's sad, it hurts, it's disgusting. I'm sorry, but we didn't even have time to feel all this emotion.

I am a monster myself and carry a gun with me, whipping at my party who yells for pain that I have to hurry. As dreary as this soggy forest of melting snow brushed past us, and I stole the crossbow from Park Da-hye and pushed quietly toward the old man.

'Dongyoon.'

'Let's go first! I'll follow you, so run at full speed.’

I answered the old man who called me, holding the crossbow that I stole from Park Da-hye. The old man, who knew things were going very quickly, quickly had the party clear the bodies of the dead soldiers as soon as he heard my answer, and plundered all the bloodstained belts.

And when I give my chastity to a soldier shivering crossbow, the party starts running at full speed to where the base camp is. step away from one's feet My fingertips were trembling, but Jung Jo-joon wasn't.

'Mom....'

I remember a soldier who first stoned to death in a shelter. Apparently the soldier was bleeding like this, and at the end was looking for his mother. It must be the man in front of you who is dying, why is my soul dying with a terminal? I clenched my teeth to shake off the ringing screams in my ears.

But the memory of the day and the hallucinations that I see in this dark forest constantly haunts me. Ah, ah. Ah! But did he hesitate? No, I shot human Kwak Dong-yoon to the vault like the one who was supposed to be and even took off the source.

I can't hear anything now.

*

Many experts later argue that he was insane because of severe post-traumatic stress disorder and various mental illnesses. But the party with him never accepted the hypothesis.