When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 209

When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield 209

“Waiting for power.”

Jurgen radioed.

He wasn’t talking to the enlisted men waiting outside his house, in the barracks.

It was an order given to thousands of conscripts and hundreds of former special forces who were taking turns searching for traces more than a few kilometers from here.

At the same time, he unfolded the map his subordinate had brought.

sigh-

Jurgen’s eyes, unfolding a tactical map on the table, landed on the airport in Ukraine.

Then, the hand holding the pen moved and drew the penetration path.

One, two, three… six locations in total.

A smile appeared on Jurgen’s lips, who drew a line from the airport to create an infiltration route.

This was because the scope of the search was drastically reduced.

Originally, it was a car that was expected to have dozens of infiltration routes, including those coming from the three Baltic countries, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, and Finland.

However, there are only six places left now.

If you gathered all the unnecessary troops and issued a new search order, it would be possible to shorten the time consumed and increase efficiency.

Even if the opponent is a special operations agent who can fly and crawl, there will be traces left.

Whether it was making Dvock or Bits, hiding the vehicle they were riding in, or walking all the way through the bushes, whatever method they used, in the end something was left behind.

But Jurgen was not quick to issue new orders.

went further there.

It was calculated up to the arrival time, assuming that the other party departed from the airport and moved quickly by car and on foot.

‘Over 400 kilometers by car, considering a checkpoint detour, and crossing bush terrain on foot… … .’

His eyes narrowed at the thought of the road conditions and neglected forests in the terrain west of Moscow.

‘I might have to assume the worst.’

Suddenly, Jurgen’s eyes shone as he turned his head.

It was because it seemed like he was seeing something unexpected, like a hallucination.

The gun pointed at by Kang Tae.

It felt like I could see a sniper rifle for large objects that had smashed not only a tolerable wooden wall, but even a person.

gulp.

Jurgen swallowed and turned his gaze back to the map.

It was to find the sniping point.

Hills or buildings of moderate height with good visibility.

To be precise, it was a reexamination.

What I did before staying in this building was to look at the possibility of sniping, and it was because I was well aware that there were no sniping points within a radius of 3 km.

However, Jurgen’s face hardened.

“… … .”

The anxiety he felt from the moment he was certain that Kang-tae was coming to him was maximized.

This was not something to be dismissed as a mere feeling.

It was intuition, it was instinct.

Just as wild animals choose a chance and survive at the moment their lives are at stake.

However, it was not to be dismissed as sensation or emotion.

It was because intuition and instinct were the product of experiences accumulated throughout life, and were the crystallization of the original intention to survive.

Just as you have to step out when fighting, you have to move now.

Above all, the person who made me know and feel this was the boss, Pikal, so I couldn’t ignore the emotions that came up all the more.

I had to accept it and get over it.

‘If he really came… … .’

Jurgen looked at the map with a hard face.

However, no matter how you look at it, there was no place to snip at this place in a radius of 3km.

Of course, the attack was possible even if the window was not visible.

It was enough to shoot anti-tank missiles such as the Javelin, Israeli spikes, and Korean bows.

Then, it was possible to attack from a non-sniper point, but the probability of the opponent doing so was not high.

rather thin.

This was because a sniper was used to properly confirm the death of the target, even if the firing position, bringing in, distance, and the risk of being discovered were the next priority.

The US has already killed countless terrorists like that.

Of course, there were cases of shooting missiles and making buildings disappear, but that was mainly used when bombing a conflict area by launching a jet.

However, since paper airplanes were all that could be launched near Moscow, it was obvious what they could do.

Killed by sniper.

After thinking about it, Jurgen immediately picked up the landline phone and quickly dialed the number.

wait for the beep to go.

– … what’s going on at this hour?

A deep, tired voice came over, as if asleep.

There was a blunt tone mixed in that was unpleasant to hear, but Jurgen answered without showing any expression.

“Sorry for calling you during bedtime. I contacted you because I have an urgent request.”

And waited for permission.

This was because the person on the phone was a powerful military general in Russia and the closest aide to a person in power.

A blunt answer came soon after.

– That’s great… tell me

“We need a helicopter capable of infrared or thermal imaging, and a tactical vehicle for reconnaissance.”

Jurgen said briefly.

Because these are the things that are most needed in the current situation.

It was easy to search efficiently, whether or not the enemy was found at the sniper point.

At the same time, he hesitated and the answer came over.

– What are you talking about all of a sudden?

“Enemy invasion is expected, there is a possibility that they are preparing for sniping within a 4km radius.”

– therefore… You mean there’s a special operations agent right under your nose in Moscow?

“I guess so.”

– Saying nonsense… No, do you have any spies?

“doesn’t exist. It is my judgment.”

– under… … .

For a moment to let out a sigh.

– I know that you are an aide to a VIP, but it is difficult to accept such a request. I know that the President has already given considerable consideration… … .

Jurgen nodded.

It was because the safety of residence was guaranteed and a considerable number of troops were received in exchange for a kind of transaction rather than consideration.

However, that wasn’t enough.

Because there was a high possibility that he would become useless in front of Kang-tae.

Jurgen said calmly.

“So you’re saying it’s better for me to report to the boss and the boss to tell the president? Even at this hour?”

– … … .

The answer didn’t come right away, but Jurgen calmly continued.

“Rather than that, I decided that it would be better to consult with the general, so I contacted you… What do you think?”

– … that would be better

Jurgen nodded his head as if he knew that at the half-beat late reply.

It wasn’t simply because the other party was at the loss of power, but because I had calculated this situation and called.

There were many influential military generals who would lend a few helicopters.

I only contacted this person because he was the easiest to coax, and a subtle threat or invitation would work.

Jurgen, who was promised helicopter support, got a definite answer until the end.

“Two cars, about two hours to arrive. Is that correct?”

– There may be a slight delay. After maintenance and warm-up… … .

“I hope it’s not too late though.”

– All right.

After a brief reply, words of hesitation came over.

– and… This is something I absolutely have to write a report on… Please give us some reason for your judgment. Whether you send it as a material… … .

“I will. However, please pay special attention to information leakage or eavesdropping. If there are enemies, this information may leak out.”

– Kheum, that’s something you just have to be careful about.

Jurgen gave a brief reply to the petty pride he showed at the end.

“Then I will hang up.”

Click.

Jurgen hung up the phone and looked at the map while writing down the type of helicopter and the estimated time of arrival.

‘Considering the leak of this information… … .’

Not being sure of anything and preparing for the worst.

Maybe the US could send a strike force directly to raid and seize the building, but fortunately that wasn’t something that could be done in Moscow.

It was possible only in conflict areas in the Middle East, Africa, or South America.

Because if you do it here, you can’t get out.

With that conclusion, Jurgen was able to put his mind at ease.

It was because the safest way to kill yourself now was the only long-range sniping.

Jurgen, who was reviewing the map with his eyes wide open, hesitated.

‘Then from here… I can see it.’

His eyes turned to an area located three kilometers away.

A few low-altitude hills and even shabby multi-family apartment buildings.

The problem was that they were all located between 4 km and 4.5 km away, so far that it was virtually impossible to snip.

That was the reason why his men knew the safety of a 3 km radius.

More than that is difficult in reality.

However, the Kangtae Jurgen knew was an unrealistic monster.

‘It’s a distance of over 3 kilometers from the Taril Islands, and that’s the guy who sniped from a boat on the sea. Maybe it’s possible to shoot over 4 kilometers… … .’

Jurgen nodded and checked several points.

a total of five locations.

It was so far away that I couldn’t see properly, but Jurgen immediately picked up the radio and gave an order.

Waiting for operation after assembly.

“… Report when you are ready to move.”

After speaking briefly, he looked at the point marked on the map.

In my heart, I wanted to see everyone here right away, but I didn’t dare.

One hundred special forces soldiers were not enough to search, and thousands of conscripts were not enough to search.

A clumsy approach might create a hole through which to escape.

In other words, it had to be attacked by moving as quickly and accurately as possible using conscripts and veterans.

Even with helicopter support.

If he made a fuss, it would have been enough to re-search the exit route starting from the sniper point.

The helicopter can return after completing its mission.

Time passed like that, and an hour had already passed.

The radio has arrived.

It wasn’t even one.

A radio message said that all the troops scattered here and there had gathered and were ready to move, and that a helicopter would arrive soon.

Both were news that Jurgen had been waiting for.

His eyes lit up, and then he gave the order.

“I’ll call you the coordinates from now on, so let the sorted out units move and search. There is a high probability that there will be enemies at each point, so prepare for an engagement… If an enemy is spotted, you can kill them with a pre-emptive shot. However, it must be reported and all bodies and equipment must be collected.”

Then, he recited five sniper points where Kang-tae could be located, and gave a cautionary note again.

About the enemy encounter and killing process.

After completing the radio call, Jurgen immediately pulled out of his chair and stood up.

“then… I’ll have to give you another bait.”

He muttered and moved to the window.

It wasn’t the first time.

Throughout the time the helicopters and troop movements were being prepared, I purposely stood in front of the window several times.

However, it didn’t last long.

1 second or 2 seconds.

This was because there was a strong possibility that the sniper would give up the mission and return if the target remained hidden.

So it was like giving a chance.

As if you could guess.

Of course, it was difficult to be sure whether Kang-tae was there or not, but now I had to do it this way.

With a low probability, if there is Kang-tae, you will be able to catch him.

It was time to think so.

“… … ?”

Something seemed to shine.

moment to hope.

f*ck!

body was pushed out.

The shock of being blown away as if hit by an oncoming car swept through his body.

At the same time, he could see the ceiling.

It meant lying on my back, and soon I even felt the touch of it hitting the floor.

thud.

The moment you realize you’ve really fallen.

TOOOOOOOOOO!

A long gunshot rang out from afar.

It was sniping.

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