God of Blackfield

an pressed a button.
A shooting star fell slowly into the horizon, seemingly displeased by the artificial light that the phone was emitting.

Two minutes passed by.
The soldiers were pretending to be unaffected, but in truth, they were all sharply tuned in to the phone.

‘Are they telling us to break through to Switzerland first?’

As Kang Chan recalled the directions on the map for that plan, the phone rang awake.

Beep.
Beep.
Beep. 

Kang Chan answered the call, causing the phone to let out a mechanical sound as he lifted it to his ear.

-This is the base. 

“This is the God of Blackfield,” Kang Chan answered.

-The visitors from this morning have all left.
The gentlemen are on standby at the Lima, Alpha, and Delta points.
You have the discretion on how to proceed.

“What about the zoo?”

-Deers and bears. 

Deers meant two, and bears meant seven.
There were twenty-seven enemies lying in wait.

“What are our chances?” Kang Chan asked.

-Half and half.
However, it has been confirmed that the visitors from this morning have all left.
Napoleon has also been mobilized today. 

“Repeat what you just said,” Kang Chan said in surprise.

-Napoleon has been mobilized today.

Kang Chan looked up at the sky in thought.
That phrase was code that an emergency decree had been ordered on the entire Foreign Legion.
Kang Chan was now finally starting to see the outline of the puzzle.

Lanok had taken a firm stance, and Vasili had stepped back.

“Base,” Kang Chan began.

-Yes. 

“I will take care of the gentlemen,” Kang Chan said determinedly.

-May luck be on your side.

Seok Kang-Ho, Choi Jong-Il, Cha Dong-Gyun, and the others looked stiffly at Kang Chan, who let out a low sigh.
Kang Chan had no other choice but to put his faith in that punk Gérard more so since he had now heard that Lanok had ordered an emergency decree to all of the Foreign Legion.

Kang Chan raised his hand to his helmet.

Crackle.

“This is the God of Blackfield,” Kang Chan said.

His surroundings seemed to turn a little quieter when he spoke into the radio.

“We have received information that the Spetsnatz has left,” Kang Chan declared.

The emotions on Cha Dong-Gyun and Kwak Cheol-Ho’s faces changed to relief and curiosity.

“We’ve received other information as well,” Kang Chan continued.

The soldiers ’ gazes were all focused on the smoke-like tendrils of air that left Kang Chan’s mouth.

“There are twenty-seven SBS members at point Alpha.
We can take care of them or head back,” Kang Chan informed them.

Seok Kang-Ho grinned widely at Kang Chan, knowing what he already planned to do.

“It will take about four hours to reach point Alpha from here.
We will move under nightfall.
Upon arrival, we will wait right before daybreak before proceeding with the operation,” Kang Chan announced.

The soldiers all glanced at each other upon hearing Kang Chan’s plan.

“They far outnumber us, and they are on an entirely different level.
However, you have all shown great performance, and I believe in all of you.
The mission of this operation is to eliminate all the SBS members and return home safely together.
To that end, we will divide into four teams and rush in at once,” Kang Chan stated firmly.

Cha Dong-Gyun twisted his expression in an attempt to hold back his tears.

Crackle.

“Get some food in you and rest at your positions until twenty-three hundred hours.
Remember to always stay sharp.
You will find a hole in your head the moment you let your guard down, and your comrade will drop dead the second you look away, so keep our live ammo training in mind, and don’t lose sight of the South Korean special forces that I remember.
Succeeding in this operation will make the world acknowledge the South Korean special forces as a team equal to the Spetsnaz and the SBS,” Kang Chan declared.

Seok Kang-Ho looked at Kang Chan in surprise.
In Africa, or in any other operation after that, Kang Chan had never spoken in this way to the soldiers.

“I want all of us to shout it at the same time, but I don’t want to reveal our location to the enemies,” Kang Chan said with a smile.
The sound of Kang Chan chuckling a little could clearly be heard at the end of his words.

Crackle. 

“Instead, please state our motto for us, Cha Dong-Gyun.
Cha Dong-Gyun! Begin,” Kang Chan commanded.

A moment later, all the soldiers connected to their frequency heard Cha Dong-Gyun’s teary voice.

Crackle. 

“If I can protect my country with my blood…!”

The South Korean special forces no longer felt sorrow.

Just a few days ago, they could not even dream of going up against the Spetsnaz and the SBS because South Korea lacked immense national power.
However, at that moment, they were about to begin an operation that could lead to the total elimination of their opponents’ soldiers.

As proven by Cha Dong-Gyun’s tearful voice, the sorrow and regret that their superiors had been passing down from generation to generation were finally being cut off and healed.

Crackle. 

“…
I am happy!”

“Phuhuhu,” Seok Kang-Ho laughed in disbelief, his voice traveling into the night sky before fading away.