When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 130
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 130
At the end of July, towards the end of vacation.
One of the saved contacts was displayed on the phone’s screen.
It was the number of Lieutenant Colonel Ashaf Barinan, commander of the Israeli special forces, Sairet Matkal.
I had asked to meet once after the Jewish rescue operation in the Central African Republic, but it hadn’t happened so far, so I’ve been contacting you.
Before I could say anything, Ashap’s voice came across.
– Lee, it’s been a while since we last contacted you, are you on vacation?
“Ah, Colonel, that’s true, but… It will be until tomorrow.”
– then… Oh tomorrow?! Oh! I was going to treat you to a meal to celebrate your promotion… … .
“A promotion celebration? Oh, you said you were getting a promotion, did you really get a promotion?”
– Not yet. At that time, it was judged internally, and this time, an official letter came out as a candidate for promotion. It’s really confirmed.
“Wow… So, you’re getting a colonel next year?”
– That’s right.
Ashap’s answer made my mouth drop open.
It was amazing.
It wasn’t because he had a difficult promotion opportunity, but the promotion itself was amazing.
In the game, he has never been promoted.
He was always a lieutenant.
He gave me several quests and rewards, and I never had a colonel until the nuclear war.
That’s why I was so used to it that the word ‘Lieutenant Colonel’ came out easily.
By the way, a colonel?
– Are you so surprised that I told you beforehand? Ugh, I must have looked unreliable.
“Oh, no. No, I don’t have a colonel among my acquaintances. And really congratulations.”
– Ha ha ha, that’s right. Congratulations will be gratefully received. and… … .
Ashap paused for a moment before speaking out.
– I am willing to reward you as much as you want, so please accept the quest if you have time.
– I’m putting in a request through the Israeli government department, but none of it passed. Just because your team is too busy… maybe next time… … .
“ah… I have been really busy.”
Except for the vacation period, I had been working without a break.
He alternately boarded ships and planes, traveled to and from India, Italy and Germany, and killed dozens of terrorists.
– Too bad. As you know, we Israel have many enemies and so many threats to block or eliminate. If you personally want… Please feel free to contact us at any time. I’ll give you whatever reward you want.
“First of all, thank you… I can’t say I do, I have a lot of work.”
– And I’m sorry to personally contact you like this, but I couldn’t help it because all the official routes were blocked. please understand.
He responded with a sincere apology.
Even so, he was a person I liked.
Although he was not a major character in Lareple, he was an NPC who gave good quests and rewards, and was a friendly and warm-hearted person with a way of speaking and a personality just like in real life.
After hanging up the phone like that, the phone rang again.
Again, one of the saved contacts was displayed on the screen.
Adam Garrison of the 24th Special Tactics Squadron.
After rescuing an American journalist from Africa, he had offered to buy him a drink while on vacation.
But I still haven’t been able to get a drink.
It was because I didn’t have much time on vacation.
Visiting the MMA gym that runs on weekends throughout the vacation, shooting, and this time going all the way to Fort Bragg, I didn’t have time for a drink at all.
Even with Harry, who I spent the whole vacation with, I had never done anything that could be called entertainment.
I just repeated training and rest.
Of course, I stopped by the gun store in my spare time to buy ammunition or gun parts, and I bought daily necessities at the mart, but that was also part of my routine.
So, as with Ashap, it was all about sending and receiving a few messages.
“I’m busy even while on vacation, but they only contact me when the vacation is over… … .”
I accepted the call while muttering, and quickly hung up the phone saying that we should make an appointment next time.
After that, I received more calls while checking the firearms and preparing the equipment.
Even greetings from former and current soldiers who met at the Delta Force meeting and former special forces members who exchanged contact information while working as mercenaries.
Then I put my phone down again and hesitated.
“… Strange, this.”
I thought there were only a few numbers on my cell phone, but there were more than I thought.
Almost 100 or so.
Most of them were contact numbers from former and current special forces or officials from around the world, not from school alumni numbers that had been cut off.
I never called, but there was a direct number for the Secretary of State’s office.
‘Life has been successful… … .’
After a while of laughing, I finished my vacation and started preparing for the mission.
It was to inspect firearms and various equipment, pack all of them in a combat rucksack, and review them again.
By the time that was over, the long-awaited call finally came.
From nob le mt l dot com
Lily Morgan, Director of External Relations.
As always, she told me to call the airport and the first destination, but I hesitated without realizing it.
It was because of the unexpected word.
When I asked this question, the answer came quickly.
– Your hometown, Korea. The ticket will be given to the team leader, and you can check the specific mission and operation there.
“Why in Korea… No, I see.”
I was about to ask why, but I ended up talking.
From nob le mt l dot com
Lily, who only informed her anyway, wouldn’t know anything properly. Even if there was, I wouldn’t tell you.
And one more thing came to mind.
From nob le mt l dot com
Lieutenant Philip Edman, the liaison officer who served as guide at Fort Bragg.
He suddenly called and talked about operations and command.
I quickly turned it down because I was training at the gym and because it sounded like nothing, but now I can see why.
‘in korea… Maybe you’re trying to get into North Korea? Is that also with the US Army?’
I shook my head as I imagined things that came to my mind vaguely without an outline.
Once you go, you will know.
And if it was a worthy mission, it had to be carried out to the best of its ability.
Of course, I couldn’t help but be a little nervous.
It was because South Korea and North Korea were mentioned as backgrounds of games that could not be visited in Lareple.
Among them, I have visited South Korea, but I have never been to North Korea.
More than anything, I didn’t even want to go.
If there was a rescue operation or justification, they would enter without saying anything, but it was too dangerous to enter for purposes such as information gathering after infiltration.
Of course, there is no such operation, but North Korea was especially different.
A dictatorship group without even freedom of residence or movement.
It was clear that it would not be easy to continue the battle as well as to withdraw, as supply or support was beyond a difficult level and impossible in some cases.
Of course, I didn’t think what would happen to me in the process, but the important thing was my colleagues.
It wasn’t that he could be rescued by pressing the keyboard, he could really die.
It’s the world of Rareple, but it’s not a game.
I thought so, but I really stood at the crossroads of a choice.
It was when I flew through Washington Dulles International Airport the next day, landed at Incheon International Airport, and met a US military official.
“and… does this really happen… … ?”
While I was talking to myself, all eyes were on me.
It was the moment when I had to choose whether to go to North Korea or not.
* * *
Philip, who had come from the Pentagon to Fort Bragg and all the way to Korea, looked at Kang-tae across from him.
Coincidentally, the field commander, the major, was also asking about his intention.
To go to North Korea or not.
It sounds a bit flimsy, but in fact it wasn’t.
Two operations were complete.
Everything was prepared from start to finish, and I had already received all prior consultations.
Philip did not know the details, but he knew the outline.
In the case of infiltrating North Korea, it will be cooperated with the National Intelligence Service and the Intelligence Command of the Republic of Korea, or it will be a raid on enemy ships in the South China Sea.
That was enough.
Anyway, inside, you will have to move according to the judgment of the field commander and the orders of the superior.
And he was asking Kang-tae how to start now.
Both are available, so which one do you want?
Kang Tae’s mouth opened.
“Which of the two operations is less damaging? Did you run a simulation or something?”
At the somewhat direct and unexpected words, the commander paused before replying.
“Direct penetration is a bit more dangerous.”
It was the result of several virtual operations conducted internally.
The difference isn’t that big, but on the battlefield it’s a law where life and death are at such a small rate, so I didn’t add another word.
And there was no time to speak.
It was because Kang-tae raised his voice as soon as the commander’s answer came out.
“I will go to the open sea.”
It seemed like a cowardly choice, but the G&G Corp TF and the US Army commander and liaison officer Philip did not think so at all.
It was because Kang-tae could kill the most enemies if he infiltrated the enemy camp, and the person with the least chance of being injured or killed was Kang-tae.
The fact that the damage is low must also mean that it is for the sake of his comrades.
The commander also calmly replied.
“All right. From the current time, we will proceed with Plan 2, Operation Waterspout. The G&G Corp TF will move after a reconnaissance contract with the U.S. Army, and we will give the mission by issuing orders through the team leader, Jake Russell.”
As much as the US military came in, even the name of the operation was attached, but the G&G Corp TF had to focus on something else.
A reconnaissance contract.
It was a common PMC contract method in which the lives of mercenaries, not regular US soldiers, were put first.
It means that there is a high risk of injury or death no matter what.
However, since this was a common occurrence and it was an operation in which the Foreign Cooperation Agency would have been involved, no one complained.
In conclusion, it will come into contact with the prevention of terrorism.
Of course, that was extraneous.
The reality was different.
And there were only two people in Korea who knew that.
Commander and liaison officer Philip.
Among them, Philip was enduring feelings of dozing off and looked at Kang-tae calmly.
‘This feels like being a spy… … .’
It had to be.
It was because he was given a double mission, and one of them was to appease Kangtae.
The general direction was very clear and simple.
It was to give Kang-tae a taste of operating with the U.S. Army, and to make his stomach thicker by providing more than enough support.
The detailed methods involved were varied and complex.
It was divided into material, psychological, and human support, and it had to be dealt with depending on the time and situation, and Philip had to match it.
That’s why I came all the way to Korea nervously.
He is the closest to Kangtae at the Pentagon right now, and the person he knows best.
In the meantime, the commander looked at Jake, the TF team leader, and said.
“Okay then, let’s move to the temporary camp.”
It was the moment when Operation Yongoreum began.