When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield - Chapter 26
When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield chapter 26
In the command container, what Rachel said was more specific.
According to the rules, 20 days of vacation are paid once every 3 or 4 months, but Rachel and I were given an exception after successfully completing dangerous operations several times.
In addition, the company said that all airline tickets were reserved for free, and that at least $2,000 in vacation expenses would be deposited.
The departure date of the vacation is next week.
Everything from reservation to payment is taken care of, but I was still a bit confused whether it was good or bad.
Sometimes I thought of Korea in Lareple, but it was because I still couldn’t believe that I could really go there.
Besides that, there was pressure to stop a nuclear war as soon as possible.
After all, I had to wait for news from the State Department, so I didn’t fret. What’s more, now we can’t even anticipate the “h” of a nuclear war.
so i was waiting Bring on the news from the State Department, and may our Charlie team get to work.
As I was about to leave the command container, I heard a low voice next to me.
It was Marcus in a running shirt.
“Did you hear? I mean vacation.”
“Oh, I just heard.”
“Then can you stop by Luke? It’s not far from DC, it’s called Harrisonburg… … .”
Marcus, who was quiet, nodded his head willingly.
“Of course I should go.”
It’s been two months since I joined the company, and I’ve only seen Luke’s face for less than a minute, but he was a familiar character that I quickly recognized.
Rather, psychologically, he was as familiar as a supporting character.
It was only natural to visit his grave.
I’m more curious about Korea, but that doesn’t mean I’m so inhumane that I ignore Luke.
Meanwhile, Marcus’ answer came back.
“Thank you, Lee.”
“What are you thankful for… … .”
As I was about to part, Marcus’ words caught me.
“I want to learn your marksmanship, can you teach me?”
Unknowingly, I slowed down.
It was an unexpected word. Even the opponent is Marcus from Delta Force.
“You teach? me?”
As soon as I reflexively questioned him, he added:
“Yeah, I thought about it on the way back after seeing your shooting at the restaurant entrance today… … .”
“… … ?”
“Maybe I overestimated my skills just because I was from Delta, and I wonder if what I thought was the best was actually the limit I set for myself… I thought so.”
Whether overestimated or limited.
Marcus was from Delta, but he was an agent who could be called the best in the world, and he was a welcome person wherever he went.
He reflexively shook his head, but his words continued.
“And I realized that we are still a long way off.”
“No, don’t realize. you are enough… No, it’s already great. It’s Delta.”
“You overpowered that delta.”
“It is, but… … .”
It was difficult to give a proper answer.
Because all of this was only achieved thanks to his traits and play experience.
It was something I could never achieve with my real body.
Of course, I was from the Special Forces, and I tried shooting and training as much as I could, but it was only by Korean standards, and I didn’t dare to talk in front of Delta.
In particular, Marcus, like Jake, was an elite among elites who took courses in the 75th Ranger Regiment, Green Berets, and Delta Force.
Considering the rigorous testing and training period he underwent, it would be close to at least three years.
If he had been to various military training facilities all over the United States, he might have spent more time training than that.
Obviously, I wasn’t in a position to teach.
Marcus will know better than I do whether it’s in practice or training.
“I’m sorry, but shooting… I don’t have any know-how, so I have nothing to tell you.”
“I can’t help it if you don’t like it.”
“No, it’s not that I hate it… How to say this, it’s all about just watching and shooting. you know, you too There’s nothing special about shooting. For example… Well, something like reflexes.”
As I explained to Marcus, he blinked and asked back.
“Just shoot when you see it, aim quickly… … .”
“How long have you been training in shooting? How much ammo is consumed?”
“… My memory is fuzzy, but not many.”
I was trying to remember the days of the special forces 10 years ago, but I quickly waved my hand.
Then Marcus nodded for a moment.
He said as if he understood.
“It sounds like you were born, like a genius. Am I right?”
It was an ambiguous question to answer wrong or right, so he smiled wryly, and Marcus smiled faintly soon after.
“Yes, there must be a genius here too. I overlooked it. I thought I could overcome anything with training.”
As he passed as if he knew, this time he heard a voice from the other side.
“Oh, poor Marcus. Did I tell you? Lee is no ordinary human being. It’s like Deadshot.”
Before I knew it, Jose came over and put his hand on my shoulder.
“yes? Our Floyd Lawton?”
“Who is that?”
“Don’t you know DC Comics? Oh my… You were in the movie too. Suicide Squad! Deadshot is the guy who shoots really well there. His name is Floyd Lawton, he’s a f*cking asshole. You too, Lee.”
Then Jose turned his gaze to Marcus.
“Then let’s go grab a beer or something, to commemorate the holiday.”
“Vacation is next week.”
“I know, today is the anniversary of my vacation. The operation went well.”
“Lee, are you going to drink too?”
When Jose looked at me while talking to Marcus, he shrugged.
“Just one phone call.”
“No, the training center has MMA training. Take that.”
“oh… Thinking of training before vacation? Well, I was like that when I was younger too. When you’re full of blood.”
Jose deserved it.
It was because he was from a special forces unit who had gone through all sorts of battles before birth, and he was a man in his mid-thirties.
And to be honest, I was the youngest, much younger than them.
only 29 years old.
She was younger than Rachel, who was in her early thirties.
Suddenly, Marcus was also smiling.
I called the MMA coach contact number I had seen at the training center and signed up for a total of 8 basic classes at $20 each.
To have a taste of MMA before going on vacation.
Then Marcus, who was next to me, looked at me.
“How about boxing instead of MMA?”
“Oh, boxing is good too.”
“I used to do a lot of boxing. I’ll coach you for free when I have time. Go see an MMA coach and show them off.”
“Then it’s fine for me.”
It was time to nod my head at the unexpected news.
It was also a fact that was not even in the game.
However, Jose, who was listening to this, opened his mouth as if struggling.
“Well, I only teach driving and sniper courses… Neither would mean anything to you. You know how to drive, and sniping will be easy.”
Although Luke is serving as a driver after being killed in action, Jose’s main specialty, as I just said, is sniping.
He completed several months of sniper training, including a sniper school and an advanced sniper training course, and also served as a sniper in the Navy Seals.
Unfortunately, he didn’t show much in Al Jamash, but he would show a jaw-dropping look in Eastern Europe or Southeast Asia, where he would face Sergei.
And that was clearly a different field for me.
The sharpshooter characteristic had nothing to do with ballistics and wind direction, which are the basics of sniping, and did not help aiming at an enemy from a kilometer or two away.
Only my skills matter.
“No, sniping is different. If you teach me, I will gladly learn.”
“Oh, no, no, no. Are you making such a weak sound this time? I already know what you did, Lee.”
“What am I… … ?”
“I heard you did that to Marcus?”
“… … ?”
When I looked up to see what he was talking about, Jose continued with a smile.
“It’s hard for you if Marcus can’t shoot. And you were all-kill like Deadshot, right?”
“… Oh, it was.”
“You must be an excellent sniper. Ballistics or wind direction… You learn that in the basic course, so after a few shots you’ll get used to it. No, let’s go to a long range shooting range. I will lend you my right arm.”
“Yes, a Mark 13 rifle. I’m curious about your skills.”
Bolt action MK.13 sniper rifle.
Of course, the Rareple was one of the most famous sniper rifles because it had appeared in a movie.
Then, this time, a voice came from behind.
It was Rachel.
“Sniper test? That’s fine, that’s a good idea. Why don’t you test it while visiting the US on vacation?”
“No, hometown comes first.”
Marcus answered for me, and Jose nodded as well.
“Is that something you do when you have free time, or during vacation? Is it because it’s the CIA? Why would you want to take away precious vacation time?”
“I was just curious. Don’t you guys want to see Lee’s sniper skills?”
Rachel retorted, and Jose and Marcus also licked their lips for a moment.
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Looking at it, it seemed curious.
Of course, what I was interested in was not the sniper skills to be tested, but José’s lectures.
Although he was no longer a Navy SEAL sniper, his skills were as good as those on active service.
“I don’t mind taking a break from vacation, as long as José teaches me. I have 20 days off anyway, so I can stay in America for a few days.”
“oh! Lee, yes. I’m really glad to hear that, but unfortunately I can’t give you a few days. I need to see my wife and kids first after I go see Luke. There are many places to go together. I’m sorry, friend.”
“ah… It did.”
I thought it was my situation as an unmarried person, but when I looked back, Marcus and Jose on the left and right were married men.
Marcus has three daughters, Jose has one son and one daughter.
“If you go to Korea, how about making a nice lover? Having a place to return to makes me feel at ease. Or what about women who are interested in your sniping skills?”
Before I knew it, José glanced behind me, so I shook my head.
The situation where Rachel looks at me and Jose.
“Stop talking like that, teach me about sniping later.”
For some reason, I felt like I could feel a stinging gaze from behind, but I ignored it and continued walking.
And then, little by little, I began to feel and get excited.
I could really go to Korea.
* * *
A week later, the main building of the National Intelligence Service in Seocho-gu, Seoul, South Korea.
A report about two Americans who entered the country 10 minutes ago came up to Jo Beom-yong, head of the International Safety Office under the first deputy director.
Attached information including passport information, immigration process, and a copy of other identification cards.
Cho Beom-yong, who looked at all of that, read the text at the bottom.
The most important thing was there.
[Suspected US intelligence agent, caution required.]
Cho Beom-yong’s eyes sharpened.
This kind of thing happens sometimes, but it’s not easy to let it go.
There was already a Korean branch of the CIA and an intelligence agency for the USFK in Korea. Considering the undisclosed task force team, there must be quite a few places that the NIS does not know about.
Since we don’t know everything about what they’re doing, we had to secure the minimum amount of information.
It could be used in any way for the country.
Of course, there were times when suspicious information was missed, but most of it was reliable information, so I had to look carefully.
In particular, since these reports go through a selection process based on various intelligence and accumulated data, there is very little possibility of being wrong. It was more likely that the information that was misplaced was missed rather than wrong.
Cho Beom-yong was immediately convinced when he saw the high-definition printed photos.
‘Where do you all belong?’
It wasn’t that he was big or that he had a rough impression, but his physique looked solid as if he had been trained, and his gaze in the photo was very sharp.
There was no possibility that he wasn’t an agent.
As Cho Bum-yong read the relevant information, the team leader who had reported it cautiously opened his mouth.
“I am, manager.”
“There is something I quickly figured out right before I entered the chief’s office… May I report it verbally first?”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure.”
Jo Beom-yong’s eyes shone.
The team leader under his command was also a veteran with 15 years of experience in the National Intelligence Service.
If you urgently report in words without a report, and even if it is certain, the reason must be clear.
Cho Beom-yong agreed, and the team leader immediately opened his mouth.
“At the same time as entering the country, an agent was assigned who was waiting at Incheon Airport, and it was confirmed that the two were chasing the passenger who entered the country together.”
“Yes, if you look at the passenger list on the back page… Among the Korean immigrants, there is Lee Kang-tae. I am 29 years old, a former special forces officer, and currently working for a private military company called G&G.”
“What is the purpose of chasing?”
Cho Beom-yong asked while checking the name Lee Kang-tae on the list of passengers, and the team leader answered quickly.
“Since the distance is not close, it is judged that it is not a bodyguard, and it is assumed that it is surveillance or observation.”
Fluttering, Jo Bum-yong held up a list of passengers that contained only concise information.
“Bring all of Lee Kang-tae’s data.”