Chapter 91.2: Long Fucking Day (2)

Kang Chan exhaled softly.

All of them had reached the ground. The rope quickly went back up the precipice again.

Having the signaller stay back was the right decision.

Right now, pulling up the rope on the precipice was already a big help…

“What’s that?!”

At that moment, they heard a terrifying shout.

Chk.

“Squad 1, eliminate the tango at the main gate guard post.”

As soon as Kang Chan ordered that…

Whoosh! Bam!

Blood spattered from the forehead of the enemy at the main gate guard post.

Kang Chan quickly ran to building 3 with his rifle at the ready.

Gérard, who was beside the building, moved to the entrance. Dayeru aimed his rifle from the second guard post.

Rattle.?

The enemy opened the door of building 4.

Ta-ang!

When Kang Chan pulled the trigger, the guy in front of him fell back with a

thud

.

Ta-ang. Ta-ang. Rattle!

When Kang Chan fired two more times, the door of building 3 opened.

Ta-ang. Ta-ang.?

Gérard, who had been waiting, shot the enemy from beside him.

Rattle. Whoosh.

As soon as someone opened building 5’s door, a sniper blew his brains out.

Bang.

Kang Chan stood by the door of building 3 and counted with Gérard through eye gestures, his rifle aimed and ready.

One, two.

Bang! Swoosh.

Gérard kicked the door, and Kang Chan ran inside.

Tang. Tang. Tang.

Blood spattered all over behind three people.

Swoosh

.

Gérard ran inside as well.

There were two desks in front of the entrance and a hallway to their left. There were rooms on both sides.

They kept hearing gunshots from outside the building.

Kang Chan and Gérard leaned against the room that was at the very front of the building.

Whoo. Whoo.

The structure of the room required the door to be pulled for it to be opened.

Gérard pulled the door, and Kang Chan quickly examined its interior, finding captives inside.

He couldn’t even distinguish their faces, which were swollen and covered in blood. Some of their bones had also been exposed, almost as if their fingers had been ripped apart.

This was also the case for the next room.

Gunshots continued to echo. Every now and then, the unique gunfire of sniper rifles would mix in.

Kang Chan stood in front of the next room, then made eye contact with Gérard.

Swish! Swoosh.

This was his gut feeling. Things like this could really only be described as his senses.

The moment the door was opened and they ran inside, Kang Chan was sure there would be an enemy waiting for them.

Ta-ang! Thud.

Whoo. Whoo.

Fortunately, the captives after the first two rooms were fine.

Even though they were wounded to the point where they were unrecognizable, Kang Chan knew he hadn’t found Kim Hyung-Jung yet. He could tell by their body types.

Ta-da-da-da-da-dang. Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-da-da-da-dang.

Kang Chan heard gunfire that he hadn’t heard until now. This meant that the enemies had gotten into their positions to some degree.

Rattle!

At the same time, two people ran inside the building through the entrance.

Ta, Ta-ng. Ta-ng.

Kang Chan and Gérard pulled the trigger at almost the same time. Kang Chan fired another bullet.

Considering the situation, this showed their snipers were busy enough to let enemies run into building 3. If so, then it also meant that all of their troops were busy.

Kang Chan decided to hurry a bit more.

So far, the rooms up to the fifth room were empty.

Gérard seemed excited for some reason. Kang Chan could tell from the subtle differences in his movements as he moved with his gun aimed.

If they weren’t in the middle of an operation, then Kang Chan would’ve already stopped Gérard and swore at him.

Considering the gunshots were increasing in number, their troops were at a disadvantage. Seok Kang-Ho was in a guard post that was made up of wooden boards.

Kang Chan hesitated for a moment when he walked into the seventh room. He had found Kim Hyung-Jung dangling from the ceiling with both arms tied above him. He also had an awl stabbed into his left index finger.

He was alive, though. That was what mattered.

If they could ensure the captives’ safety after searching through the rest of this building, then they’d have accomplished their objective here.

Kim Hyung-Jung gave them a subtle glance, then flinched. Now was not the time to release him.

Kang Chan carefully drew back while aiming his gun.

There were three rooms left.

Damn it!

Kang Chan fiercely glared at Gérard because he took Kang Chan’s place. He tightly gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t tell Gérard to change places right now.

‘Son of a bitch. I’ll deal with you later.’

When Gérard received a look from Kang Chan, it felt like Gérard’s eyes were saying,

‘Do whatever you want. Just open the door first.’

Kang Chan was forced to put his hand on the doorknob.

The moment when their eyes met…

Swoosh.

Kang Chan opened the door, and Gérard charged into the room.

Tang. Ta-da-dang. Tang.

Sounds like this shouldn’t be heard.

Kang Chan pushed the door with his foot, then knelt down with his right knee. The enemy had sunk to his knees.

Ta-ang! Thud!

Gérard?

Gérard had collapsed in front of the door.

Bang.

At that moment, the two remaining doors opened, and more enemies jumped out.

Ta-ang! Ta-ang!

Kang Chan twisted his upper body and opened fire.

Bam! Pow!

Blood spattered on the wall behind his targets.

Kang Chan checked the remaining two rooms first, finding only captives in them.

Chk.

“We’ve cleared building 3 and secured the objectives. The captain has been shot,” Kang Chan radioed.

Chk.

“Captain? What do you mean?” Seok Kang-Ho asked.

Kang Chan quickly ran over to Gérard and immediately noticed his left shoulder and chest were completely soaked with blood. He then noticed a hole in between his shoulder and heart.

“Captain!” Kang Chan yelled.

Gérard opened his eyes with difficulty. Kang Chan examined the rest of his body. Fortunately, it seemed the bullet wound on his shoulder was the only injury he sustained.

“What about the objectives?” Gérard asked.

“We’ve safely secured all of them.”

“What are you doing? Please go out quickly and look after the members.”

“Son of a bitch.”

Gérard smirked. “Hearing Korean swear words feels quite great.”

They had to hurry. Gérard was conscious, but if he kept bleeding like this, he’d be in a critical condition.

Ta-ang. Tang. Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-da-dang. Tang.

The firefight continued.

Chk.

“Radio operator,” Kang Chan radioed.

Chk.

“Radio operator here.”

Chk.

“Request for a helicopter. I’m going to check every ten minutes to know when it’s coming. The captain is wounded, and the captives are in critical conditions, so request medical supplies as well, especially blood,” Kang Chan ordered.

Chk.

“Understood.”

Kang Chan went out of building 3’s entrance.

Chk.

“Firing team, provide the situation report,” Kang Chan ordered.

Chk.

“There’s only the 4th building left. Our troops aren’t wounded.”

Kang Chan hid at the entrance, then stood and looked at the guard post.

Ta-da-dang. Tang. Tang. Ta-dang. Ta-da-dang.

Seok Kang-Ho kept shooting from the third guard post, but the enemies were resisting from inside a cement building that made it difficult to take them down.

Chk.

“Daye, we’ve secured the objectives, but the captain is wounded,” Kang Chan said.

Chk.

“Fuck. How bad is it?”

This fucker is talking like this on the radio!

Chk.

“A bullet went through his shoulder. We’ve called in for a helicopter, so we have to take care of building 4 in twenty minutes,” Kang Chan answered.

Chk.

“Alright. What’s the plan?” Daye asked again.

Ta-da-dang. Tang. Tang. Ta-da-da-dang.

Fragments of the guard post that Seok Kang-Ho was in were noisily shot off.

Chk.

“I’m going. Get ready to cover me! Keep covering fire!” Kang Chan yelled.

Chk.

“Alright!”

Ta-da-da-dang. Tang. Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-da-dang.

Chk.

“This is the God of Blackfield. I’m going into building 4. Starting now, we’re switching to volley fire. Fire three shots at building 4 every time I signal to prevent the enemies from coming out. Join me once I’m inside.”

Chk.

“Roger that.”

Ta-da-da-dang. Tang. Tang. Tang.

Chk.

“Shooting group 1, I’m running in from building 3. Cover me,” Kang Chan ordered.

Chk

.

“Copy.”

Kang Chan reloaded.

Chk.

“Cover me!” Kang Chan yelled.

Ta-da-dang.

Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-dang. Ta-da-dang.

The gunshot sounds’ rhythm changed. Gunshots from the snipers butted into the middle of the firefight as well. The snipers could now open fire due to the opportunity presented whenever those resisting by the window were forced to hide from the concentrated gunfire.

Swoosh!

Kang Chan now stood close to the entrance of building 4.

Ta-da-dang. Tang. Tang. Ta-da-dang.

He kept seeing sparks from inside the building.

Whoo. Whoo. Whoo. Whoo.

Kang Chan caught his breath.

One, two.

He then ran into the building, his rifle aimed.

Tang. Tang.?

When Kang Chan took care of the enemy by the entrance, the others dangling on the window turned around.

Tang. Tang. Tang. Tang. Tang. Tang.

Click!

He quickly examined the building to see if anyone was still moving.

It was an old-style accommodation. The corpses of the enemies he had taken down were scattered all over the floor, the beds facing each other on either side of the room, and the hallway.

The members ran inside and urgently aimed their guns at the corpses.

What happened? Did he really go through all of these bodies by himself?

Most of their face was covered with a bandana, but their eyes were enough to show their surprise as they looked at Kang Chan.

“Form teams of two and search through the rest of the buildings,” Kang Chan ordered.

“Understood.”

“Don’t let your guard down.”

Four members ran out, and Kang Chan went out of building 4.

Chk.

“What’s the status of the helicopter?” Kang Chan asked afterward.

Chk.

“It’s expected to arrive in fifteen minutes.”

When Kang Chan went into building 3, he found Dayeru tying Gérard’s shoulder with a bandana.

Kang Chan took out a bayonet, releasedf the captives, and moved them into the office space starting from the first room. That was what Kim Hyung-Jung would’ve wanted Kang Chan to do.

Dayeru helped release and move the captives after taking care of Gérard, increasing their pace.

Kang Chan ran to Kim Hyung-Jung, then pulled out the awl that had been stabbed into his index finger before anything else.

“Urgh!”

Kang Chan cut the string that was used to tie Kim Hyung-Jung’s hands with a bayonet. He then held him in his arms. “You okay?”

Kim Hyung-Jung looked at Kang Chan with surprise in his eyes.

“A helicopter is on its way. We’ll wait outside,” Kang Chan added.

He looked like he was thinking,

‘Kang Chan?’

Kang Chan had covered most of his face, but Kim Hyung-Jung could still see his eyes.

When Kang Chan went out to the office space while supporting Kim Hyung-Jung’s shoulder…

“Those fuckers are really fucking cruel.”

They heard Seok Kang-Ho grumble.

“Mr. Seok? Is that you?” Kim Hyung-Jung asked.

Seok Kang-Ho had uncovered his face.

When Kim Hyung-Jung saw Seok Kang-Ho smirking, he looked at Kang Chan stupefied. However, there were too many things that Kang Chan had to take care of right now.

“I’ll see you in a little while,” Kang Chan responded to Kim Hyung-Jung’s stare.

It took quite a long time to search through the other buildings and move the captives to the office.

Chk.

“The helicopter should be here in five minutes,” someone radioed.

Chk.

“Sniper team, Signaller, on me,” Kang Chan ordered.

Chk.

“Roger that.”

Kang Chan took off the bandana covering his face, then approached Kim Hyung-Jung.

“Mr. Kang Chan?” Kim Hyung-Jung asked.

“I’m glad you’re alive.”

Kim Hyung-Jung kept frowning because of the pain.

Ddu-ddu-ddu-ddu-ddu.

From the distance, they heard the sound of helicopter rotors.

1. this refers to the military tactic ‘volley fire’, which is when soldiers shoot in the same direction en masse (all together)