Poten

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A jeep leaving a backcountry camp has left an unpaved road and climbed onto US 411 road.

There's no streetlights at all. It's a dark road. Driving a jeep over that winding road, Wolf opens his mouth.

All the Korean team courses were impressive.

Have you seen the entire transcript?

Scarlet is my nephew. Didn't you hear?

Oh, I heard.

Minho saw that she didn't look anything like Scarlet, but that she was no different from Wolf. I smiled and asked.

Instructor Wolf, are you holding that lucky lighter?

"Oh, you still remember.

May I have another look?

Wolf smiles politely at Minho's voice, pulling out a paper lighter with a bullet hole in its pocket and giving it to him.

"Amazing!"

In the mountains, Minho's mouth was filled with joy, holding the heart of a man capable of surviving with only one sword.

Mr. River is so fun for people.

"Me?"

"Did I mention I was a Special Forces soldier before I started this survival school?

I had seen it before in the memories of the lovebirds, but Minho shook his head.

If I get a mission to get into the mission, I'm the only one I can trust with my back. That's what the river smells like. Like a veteran who has experienced many dangers. Your skill with the Dagger was exceptional.

Minho glanced at the agent's ring, which he had always worn because of the language problem. Perhaps he's making that noise because he's used his instincts many times in front of Wolf. However, I couldn't tell the truth as it was, so I had to roughly surround it.

Most Korean men join the military for two years. I think you felt that way because you were well-trained, and you worked hard in the military.

Yeah?

I didn't think the level of the Korean army would be that surprising, and Min Ho's heart was pierced by the awe-inspiring Wolf. I worked hard in the military. It's mostly shoveling.

Well, that's the only division left in the world. Every day's a real battle.

Min-ho went back on a voyage of affection because it seemed reasonably compelling.

Wolf's ability to drive equipment as well as survival skills seems to be able to teach military knowledge more clearly than an agent's instinct.

‘Well, I'm not jumping back into the army. ’

Minho only remembered some of the emerging knowledge that would help this week, and he enjoyed a long-standing experience of the adornment of surviving experts.

After a short while, Jeep stopped on the road with a view of the spruce forest, moving 35 kilometers.

It looks like the road is closest. Let's get off here.

It's been a while since I've walked, but it's a short drive. On returning to the station, Minho felt a little devastated by the short distance that felt clear.

"The coordinates I heard on the radio are here."

After expanding the map and taking a picture of a spot, Wolf handed it to Minho turned on the flash light and lit up the forest.

Can you find it, Mr. River?

Hold on.

Minho looked at the map and asked for help with Indian knowledge. The left hand became warmer and approximate position was measured.

I think I know where it is. Let's go, sir.

Please.

Minho started walking ahead.

Soon after entering a place dense with trees, Wolf was surprised to see Minho passing by the same forest there. Map leader wheels, maps and compasses that accumulate are not easy to overcome.

Are you going to listen to birds?

Uh, you know? There are lots of white owls in the middle of the forest. If you measure where you're going, you can give a rough idea of where you're going.

Minho touches the Braille watch and listens to the sound more carefully, revealing a story in Indian knowledge.

It's loud and even compared to its small body.

White Owl · · · · · · · · · ·. I hadn't thought of that.

Following the sound of nocturnal raptors breaking the forest silence, Minho senses the sound of a human horse and speeds up.

I think it's that way.

Wolf sees the light far away and shouts.

Team 6, are you there?

Huh? Here, here!

Wow, the rescue party is here!

As we get closer, the five Western girls stand shivering in the cold, not necessarily dragging each other.

"Huh?"

When Minho saw the flag for North Carolina State University, "UNC," he realized that they were a university cheerleading team. A team that participated lightly in extreme training cars. I felt sorry for them because they were so miserable in the rain. The rain poured in during the day, so there seemed to be no dry trees around, so it couldn't even start a fire.

Wolf stands in front of the cheerleaders and asks.

Where is the National Filming Team?

You left to ask for help and then stayed away from us.

Minho listened to the other direction before the Braille Clock's senses faded.

I think it's about 500 meters that way.

Yeah? Hey! I'm Wolf! The crew sent me here to help!

As Wolf shouts out loud, you hear men's voices in that direction. Despite being a relatively professional photographer, the National Filming Team was trapped in an unlikely forest and was revolving around an area.

Wolf quickly told me that he was done with the situation.

Mr. River. Take them to the Jeep. I'm gonna rendezvous with the camera crew over there and get going.

Are you sure you're okay? I'd rather go that way.

I came out of nowhere, but I can't do any more harm here. Don't worry. I don't know this forest as well as the Mister River, but I won't forget the way here once.

A trustworthy voice from Wolf. Minho nods. Wolf disappears in the direction of the shooting team, and Minho looks at the cheerleaders.

Shall we go?

With this voice, the bars are trembling, and they begin to follow behind them.

Minho stepped forward a little slowly to see if there were any people who couldn't keep up.

By the time I carefully checked their movements and walked for about 15 minutes, I saw a jeep parked on the road across the blurry light.

Almost there. Just a little more.

Minho grabbed their hands and pulled them up, jumping lightly onto the road.

Ah · · · Finally!

"Ha, that was the scariest three hours of my life.

In the midst of the cheerful and pathetic crowd, Minho listened to the trends in the forest by touching the Braille Clock to see if Wolf was coming.

I could feel footsteps and breathing a mile away. Min Ho, who was relieved that he would arrive in about 10 minutes, turned his gaze and noticed that one of the five cheerleaders' breaths sounded strange.

There, in the middle. Are you sick?

When Minho called out to a Western girl with a tall brown hair, a blonde blonde girl replied instead.

Rescuer, this is Milline and she doesn't speak English very well. He's just a freshman from France who's an exchange student. Courtney, translate for me.

“Ahh · ·”

Minho immediately switched to French to say he is not a lifeguard.

"Miss Mylla, are you sick?

Mylla spoke fluent Oriental French with wide eyes.

It doesn't hurt, but I'm a little uncomfortable here.

Mylla patting her side. It was hard to tell because she was wearing a thick outdoor outdoor robe, and Minho took out Choi Hyuk's Emergency Medicine from the backpack she was carrying on her back.

‘The fever seems strange compared to pale complexion, rough breathing, and freezing. ’

Excuse me.

Minho asked for understanding and lightly put his hand on Mylla's forehead. Minho asked me just in case the heat feels like a fireball.

Did you slam your side so hard?

Yes, the stone floor was slippery. But it hurts a lot here.

Mylla, who was patting her side, unconsciously poked her finger at Minho's words.

Caak!

The groaning that pops right out. All the other cheerleaders turn their heads in shock at her screams.

Why does it hurt so suddenly?

Mylla's muttering. Minho straightened out the situation and told me.

You must have gotten a lot of blood. He was nervous and he fell in the cold, and it was late. Check to see if there are any lacerations. If it's torn, we need to disinfect it.

"Courtney, what's the paramedic saying?

Hold on, Torrance. Too much talking.

In the conversation between blonde white lady Torrance and black-haired Hispanic girl Courtney, Minho told the same story again in English.

"Mylla! If you were hurt, you should have told me right away!

After hearing the explanation, Torrance was surprised and took off Mylla's jacket. And when I beat the T-shirt up, the area of the wound with a wide vein was revealed.

‘As expected. Luckily, the laceration isn't that big. ’

Wounds that will be covered with ointments. However, the fever seemed severe because of the bacteria's reaction to fight it.

Minho took out the first aid kit in Jeep's trunk. And inside, I found disinfectants, gauze, and tweezers and handed them out.

Sleep, with this · · · · · · · · · · · ·.

It was meant to be disinfected, of course, but Mylla raised her top and raised her side.

Please, lifeguard.

"Oh, I see.

Minho, who was about to say that he was not a lifeguard, was embarrassed because he could see all the breasts on one side of the brassiere.

Can't you see?

No, no!

Minho quickly grabbed her arm as Mylla lifted up her top.

I don't know anything. Can't the paramedics fix it?

It's not difficult to disinfect, but I had no choice but to ask for it.

You pick up the gauze with a tweezer, spray disinfectant, and then apply it to the laceration as severely as your hands. Mylla lets out a brief scream, and Torrance, standing beside her, grips her by her hand and rolls his feet in sorrow.

That's it.

Mylla's t-shirt then dried up even more, and now all her breast brassieres are revealed. Minho relieved that it was dark.

Here, a wide range of ointments are applied directly · · · · · · ·.

Please.

Mylla, who was making a sad face while sweating coldly, met Minho with a desperate face. Torrance and Courtney stand beside her and say, "Rescue, will you do this for me? ’I saw Minho with my eyes.

‘Hmmm. You're doing a good thing. Minho, let's calm down. ’

In a stunning scene where the protruding breasts were covered with very thin underwear, Minho carefully spread the ointment.

A bust that reacts to bruising whenever your fingertips touch a bruised area. You're mistaken for feeling like you're putting a tan on the back of a beautiful bikini on the beach.

“East Seafood and Baekdu Mountain · · · · · · · ·. ”

Minho's instincts continued to spill.

Minho kept calling the patriotic country because there was still a long time left to open the ointment bar. It can't be sadder than this. But there was no approximation. Is this how you want to light a candle in a storm and not let it go out?

Twitch, twitch!

What am I supposed to do with this? ’

Visuals alone were hard to bear, but Mylla also groaned at the same time: "Mmm-hmm."

“We are loyal to our country and our people. ”

I came to a place where I could not even cover my tenure. Minho used his last resort.

“Forget about my real hardships!”

After calling "Mother's heart" with a godly heart, I only finished applying the ointment.

Boooong...

Jeep arrives in front of the backcountry camp. A UNC team descending from the back door and a camera from the National side that was waiting for the appearance of five young ladies began filming.

Torrance, the team leader, bows his head and says:

We are giving up the North Carolina State University cheerleading team today. Although I'm last place, I'll try to regain my stamina and walk as far as I can until the end of the competition.

Walking 200 kilometers in the face of harsh nature. Despite the results, people gathered at the entrance to the camp to applaud the challenges of those who participated as beginners. Among them were the top three team members who had been there first.

Participants of the 'Man & Jungle’, ‘Pacific Trail' and ‘Atlanta Football' teams clapped their hands, and the QBS station cameras in South Korea also captured the warm sights.

Minho opened the door from the passenger seat and was surprised when many people gathered unexpectedly.

“Minho, well done. ”

Hwang Ji-seok raised his thumb at Minho.

“I just walked you through it. ”

“You don't have the knowledge to guide you like that. I can't believe you've been with all those pretty breads. I'm just jealous, Min-ho. ”

Minho whispered in her head the rich breasts of Mylla, which she saw earlier in the voice mixed with the envy of the Imperial Stone, and swallowed secretly. I quickly shake my head and send a bad imagination to my heart.

Mr. River.

The group calls out to Minho to return to the camp. Min Ho turned her head and a brunette-haired girl suddenly approached and kissed her cheek and mouth.

Thank you.I can't believe you're not a lifeguard.

Ah · · · · · · · · · ·. Is your side okay?

Thanks to you.

Mylla smiles.

“Thank you! Mr. kang!

“You're nice guy. ”

I thought it was the end, but Torrance, Courtney, and all the cheerleaders approached Minho and started kissing her cheeks.

“What is it, Minho? What did you do? ”

“Beauty, isn't that the everyday greetings of America? ”

“I want to be greeted too! ”

I was watching beside her, and she tasted so jealous.

A warm scene was also captured in the camera of QBS where Minho fell asleep and was greeted by five girls.

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Day 4 First Supply Point Back Country Camp, 50km

“Today's goal is Relax Walking! Just get where you can reach! ”

The journey that began with the shout of the Imperial Stone who became the fourth leader. Yesterday, the rain stopped and the sky recovered again.

Even the area moving as clear as the clear weather has allowed the group to walk along the road and see things they had not seen.

Across 1,000 species of shrubs, 530 species of moss, and 2,000 species of mushrooms, the mountain range was nothing but novelty and mystery.

As you travel along the mountainous plateaux to see trees and plants, the group's laughter continues to persist.

At the end of the fourth day, 20 kilometers ahead, the group reaches a place labeled "The Black New Valley."

“What is this place? It's creepy. ”

Minho's gaze turned toward the valley ahead due to the murmur of the Yellowstone. A place where the strange rising shadow of the cliffs was darkened over the bushes and oak trees.

The back of his left hand became warmer, and one of his real memories, not a picture symbol, appeared to overlap Minho's eyes on the valley landscape.

The Cherokee tribe was expelled from their hometowns and forced to relocate at large scale. Among them, there were over 500 Indians who fled the area with a rebellion against the white man.

Thunder arrows stopped them at the chief's command, but they didn't listen at all.

An American cavalry raid followed by a massacre. 500 Indians' remains fell in that valley and sprayed blood.

The Thunder Arrow knelt down and wept.

- I'm tired, my heart is pale and sad, and I will never fight in the sun again.

I had to feel the same sadness because the pain had been preached to Minho. The scene of memories disappears, and the view of the desolate valley, now a grave that everyone has forgotten, returns to Minho's view.

Well, there's a little bit of a valley here.

The winner stepped in front of the camera and said. In the bag, the winner of the book, with a thick book called 'Geological History of the Appalachian Trail.’

It looks like the US cavalry was attacked by 2,000 Indians as they passed through here and fought a fierce battle. General Nelson Milo ambushed them from that cliff.

Minho had no choice but to say this. Completely contradictory content was written as true.

I heard something different.

· · · What?

The winner asked Minho who denied the story in the book.

This is a book written by an American historian.

Yes.

However, Minho looked at the camera in the eyes of the winner.

But if an Indian historian had written it, it would have been something else entirely. That's what history is all about. This is a story I heard from an Indian friend.

The last time he really sold an Indian boy, Minho began to tell the story in his memories. "The Path of Tears," as well as the history of exile, experienced by discovering an Indian grave.

With the terrain in front of our eyes, the short but inevitable stories flowed through Minho's mouth one by one. anecdotes seeping into my heart like a storm giving a narration. Bill, who was filming it, listened by himself.

He said: I won't fight where the sun shines anymore.

After Minho's story ended, the winner had to be speechless. Compared to these detailed and vivid stories, the information in this book is closer to forged history.

It · · · · · · · · · · · ·. I have to admit,

At this point, I wanted to meet the Indian boy at the Cherokee Souvenir Shop. Later, when I realized that the information I had brought with me was useless, I also made a commitment to confirm it as a firecracker tonight.

“What are you talking about? Let's hear it, too. ”

When Minho spoke in Korean again, Hwang Ji-seok said that it was touching.

“Hey, Minho. So we're gonna set up camp in an Indian cemetery? ”

“Yes, but since it's been over a hundred and fifty years, they've all gone back to the dirt. ”

“Sad, but strangely scary. ”

Minho looked over the valley. Places with pictorial symbols filled with memorials.

Is everything all right? ’

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We will be looking forward to our third year at the end of this chapter around Saturday.