When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 206

When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield 206

While flying in the C-17, he meticulously memorized the infiltration routes, exit routes, and preliminary rendezvous points while carefully checking paper maps and satellite photos.

Unlike the previous Chinese operation, there was not enough time to prepare, but fortunately it did not become a problem.

There were many cases where I prepared urgently like now, so I was rather used to it.

When we were in Al Jamash, we had an operation that took place only an hour after we had gathered, so it was safe to say that this was enough time.

The problem was that the area of operation was not a typical conflict zone.

Russia, a country that created Russian phobia from the 19th century and created the Cold War and the New Cold War era in the 20th century.

It also had to go to Moscow.

Perhaps I was thinking the same thing, Rachel, sitting next to me, spoke to me with a wry smile.

– Working with you, I thought the day would come when I would do a military operation in Moscow one day… I didn’t expect it to be this fast.

When I turned my gaze to the voice transmitted through the headset speaker, Rachel asked while making eye contact.

– Are you no different than usual? How is your heartbeat?

At that, I checked the smartwatch on my wrist that I had handed out the other day.

around the 90’s.

When I showed the smartwatch screen instead of talking, Rachel nodded.

– Seeing that you’re a little faster than usual, it seems to be bothering you.

“uh… Yes.”

As she nodded, a smile formed on her lips.

– So it sounds like it’s the same as usual. If you’re concerned about the Moscow military campaign, you’ll do just fine this time around. It puts me at ease too, since you are the same as usual… … .

Then he grabbed my knee and looked away again, but I was about to talk to him.

It was because I had just felt a slight tension in his gaze and actions.

It was more than usual.

After entering Moscow, the tension must have reached its peak.

It seems that she solved it a little in her way, perhaps through me.

It wasn’t just Rachel.

Andrei was swearing that he was going to kill the Russians, Harry was muttering something to do almost obsessively, and José, who was talkative, was looking at the data with his mouth shut.

Fortunately, only Jake looked normal, but he also had a serious expression on his face.

‘Well, this is… It’s just different from working… … .’

My head nodded.

Moscow was a difficult place to enter, both symbolically and physically.

This was because it had to cover 400 km in a straight line from the Ukrainian border to the operation area.

Most of them can be passed without difficulty by car, but in the outskirts of Moscow, where inspections are severe, we had to go on foot.

That’s at least 45 km.

This was a distance that an ordinary infantryman had to walk for at least 10 hours.

Even then, depending on the situation, the distance to be moved could be doubled by rapid marching after disembarking.

Fortunately, mountainous terrain was sparse, but that didn’t mean it was easy to get to.

Because I had to go through the road without it.

To put it simply, it was the most difficult mission of all the missions he had performed since entering Lareple.

It must have been quite difficult, but nothing to complain about.

In a way, it was natural.

Because my ability is so exceptional, and the upper level was realizing this.

The most recent propaganda infiltration mission was said to have been viewed live by officials in the White House basement conference room.

Even the staff who did not know about military operations said that they were astounded by my ability to perform, so it was obvious how those with military knowledge would react and think.

There was a high possibility of thinking and pampering like a psychic.

It was exactly the same situation as now.

‘If only it was Korea… Is it the level of sending it to Pyongyang? … ?’

By the time I even thought about it.

Swoop.

Jake, who had unfastened his seatbelt, approached us, grabbing the cargo.

As Rondo fixed his headset, Jake opened his mouth.

– Each one will have finished memorizing, so let’s guess the sum before arriving.

– … Are you here already?

Jose asked, and Ron, who was next to him, raised three fingers instead.

It wasn’t 3 hours, it was 30 minutes left.

Because the flight time was already 10 hours.

– ah… Gee, the time is already like that. Okay, the team leader, please check it carefully.

Jose closed his mouth at the same time, and Jake looked around us and slowly began to work out what had happened since our arrival.

Handing over cargo, moving after camouflage, crossing the Russian border, moving and getting off vehicles, moving on foot and sniping, moving and exiting assembly points, and even unexpected situations that may occur in the middle.

Andrei, who was turning his head in the middle, intervened.

– This time, if you’re crooked, you’re saying that it’s really f*cked up.

– Haven’t you ever? It should be left to God’s revelation. If you don’t believe in God, leave it to chance.

I shook my head at the conversation between the two.

Both Andrei and Jake were right.

This time, it was true that I really had to leave safely somehow, and in the meantime, I needed luck.

Because this mission was the most difficult since I entered Lareple.

While a few more words were exchanged, the radio announcing the arrival via headset dropped.

After everyone was seated and told to fasten seat belts.

Soon the plane began to tilt.

towards the ground.

* * *

Russia, somewhere in Moscow.

Sitting in a modern office, looking at computer and laptop screens and checking the papers in his hands, Jurgen paused at the sound of a notification.

The secure e-mail he had been waiting for had arrived.

Click.

Jurgen’s eyebrows narrowed as he clicked right away.

This was because there were quite a lot of data on entrants from Russia and Russia’s neighboring countries.

About hundreds of sheets of A4 paper.

On top of that, many were acquired illegally, so they were a jumble of scanned images and editable files.

It was difficult to find a special team including Kang Tae there.

This was because it was obvious that he had forged and camouflaged himself, rather than entering the country with his real name and real photo.

In other words, finding Kangtae here was no different than finding a needle in the sand.

A shallow breath escaped from his mouth.

“after… … .”

It was because there was a possibility that he would not enter the country in the first place.

However, the possibility could not be ignored.

In propaganda, it was safe to say that Norman Jones died because of that.

he could live

If we had identified special operations agents among those who had entered China, or had predicted that special operations agents would infiltrate, we would have survived.

I had prepared before that, but it was not enough.

If he was absolutely certain there was an intrusion, Norman would be putting his clever brain and good judgment to good use.

That’s why we had to move at least as a precautionary measure.

All of this could have ended as Jurgen’s delusion, but the situation was exquisite for that.

During the enlistment process, a suspicious American figure was detected, and at the same time, the Intelligence Committee held a confidential meeting in the United States, a classified task force team was formed, and the CIA and various organizations moved to cooperate.

All of that was just an uncertain circumstance, but there was no doubt that there were traces left.

And that must have been the footsteps of Kang-tae.

Jurgen believed so.

It was because there was nothing else in the world capable of carrying out military operations from Hong Kong to Shenzhen, China, and capable of carrying out military operations in Russia.

In particular, Jurgen himself was a person who contributed greatly to sponsoring and triggering the war.

He was Pikal’s butler, and he was also the last remaining proper limb.

‘They’ll try to kill me.’

Shaking his head, he passed the file to his subordinate.

I put instructions to find Asian men and Caucasian women in their 20s and 30s as quickly as possible.

Click.

Jurgen clicked again and sent the file.

It won’t take very long. A few hours at the earliest, a day or two at the latest.

I was looking for people because it was a little better here than Hong Kong.

It was because the proportion of Asians was better than in Hong Kong, and white women were rare in the country.

Rather, more people left.

Russia suddenly declared war before the US could do anything.

It was time to hand over the files and continue the formation of enlisted men.

Tiliri-

The satellite phone rang.

There was no need to check who was calling.

It was written only by Pikal.

“Yes, boss.”

Jurgen quickly answered the phone, and Pikal’s voice came over.

-Russia said they would lend alphas. Leave the privates alone, bring them in. for the operation you envisioned.

“… Ah, thanks, Boss!”

Jurgen quickly replied.

It was because it had been a while since the report was made after anticipating the approach of the US special operations agent.

Even some of Jurgen’s reports were all about making preparations, and there was not even a word about deploying troops therein.

However, Pikal added words as if he already knew everything.

– Also, they say that military troops are also supported, so take a good look and use it in the right place. An e-mail will arrive soon.

“yes! All right.”

As Jurgen’s voice naturally rose, Pikal’s serious voice came over as if reassuring.

– We know how hard your hard work is. Put a little more effort into the task.

“The boss is working even harder, I am just grateful.”

– No. The direction is still the same, but hasn’t the path to move changed? I know that you, who act in the front, suffer even more.

It was to say the goal of the task.

true revolution.

It was talking about the death or reconstruction of the people of the world.

At the same time, Jurgen’s eyes, which were about to answer, turned red.

It’s always been like this, but this time, it was because Pikal’s appearance was so great that it was difficult to describe.

They recognized their thoughts, believed in them, and supported them.

Jurgen’s idea of a true leader.

– Then keep making the way.

That was when the phone call ended.

belt ring –

A notification popped up in the corner of the monitor, and Jurgen, who confirmed it by moving the mouse, let out a small exclamation.

“also… … .”

In the e-mail, there was a list of special forces members from Alpha that Pikal had mentioned, but they weren’t all gathered.

Those who were born and raised in the villages between Moscow and the border were ready.

To be precise, he was born near the area Jurgen predicted as an infiltration route.

Even if the penetration route was slightly different, it would not be as bad as all the routes from Ukraine to Moscow were similar.

It wouldn’t be difficult to move as much as he was used to.

‘The boss is looking down at me. How far can wisdom reach… … .’

With admiration, Jurgen checked the list of more than 100 Alpha Special Forces members.

It was a perfect time to write about not only his birth, but also his age and career.

They weren’t outcasts, they weren’t misfits.

In addition, Jurgen’s eyes shone at the size of thousands of troops recruited from all over the border.

‘If you can’t catch him even after receiving this… … .’

he shook his head.

He would have escaped from a place where the coast was only 10 kilometers away, but it was impossible here hundreds of kilometers away.

Infiltrating or expelling, they would be captured or killed before anything could be done.

‘Please come in, I’ll greet you properly… … .’

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