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

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Later that evening, Rachel wrote a report on Kang-Tae’s return to be sent to the Foreign Relations Bureau of the State Department.

It wasn’t anything special.

The fact that Kang-tae returned with Jake, there was nothing unusual about the appearance, and the relationship around him was the same as before.

Rachel, who was hitting enter like that, hesitated.

It was because Kang-tae’s appearance remained like a piece of memory, and he was constantly conscious of it.

I wasn’t talking about external charms such as tall height, handsome Asians, and a solid and sleek body.

Of course, all of them are likable enough, but there was something else that came to mind.

It was the time when they announced that a new order had been issued and watched it together.

To be precise, Kang Tae’s face at the time.

‘Lee looked at the announcement of the Republic of Camarnia casually. As if you already knew… … .’

For Rachel, it was a strange sight.

Of course, knowing that was absurd, but looking at Kang-tae’s reaction, it couldn’t be said that it was just an empty imagination.

I couldn’t help but feel that way.

It was because it was normal for Jose to react in surprise.

Rachel didn’t swear, either, but as soon as she returned, she frowned at the order she received and sighed.

On the other hand, Kang Tae was different.

I didn’t get excited like when I was in the middle of the operation, and I looked at it very calmly.

‘I’m not usually very surprised or excited, but… Can you look at this kind of order and be fine?’

Rachel shook her head lightly.

Upon returning from vacation, a new mission order came out, making it a more difficult operation than even Al Jamash’s.

Clearly, even Jake must have hardened his impression.

Even if you’re not dissatisfied with the mission, you’ll know that Camarnia is rough.

But it wasn’t just Kang Tae.

As a result, she struggled to write a report and left only one line of record.

I mean it was pretty calm.

You can’t read what’s on your mind, and all you can write is guesswork.

However, there was something certain.

It was that he had to firmly establish his relationship with Kangtae in the future.

‘Comrades, comrades… I need something like that.’

This is the result of observing Kangtae so far.

It seemed that it would be difficult to get close to Kang-tae in a rational relationship between a man and a woman.

Rather, she had to consider and analyze her relationship with Jake, so that she, too, would have to solidify her relationship not as a woman but as a comrade on the battlefield.

As an agent, he should have been at the forefront.

If possible, I would like to do everything together like a male agent, but it was impossible. Because the physical differences were obvious.

Moreover, compared to Jake, who was from Delta, it was clear that he would look far behind.

That didn’t mean I didn’t have one.

He had a partial field agent role for the CIA, had extensive military training in the United States, and learned basic special warfare tactics.

Above all, he was not afraid to bleed in front of bullets.

If that was a national mission, it was she who was determined to accomplish it even at the cost of death.

‘I never thought I would think of Lee even in this situation… … .’

Rachel got up from her seat thinking about whether it was a mission or not.

It was time to gather.

Before going to Camarnia, it was Charlie’s team’s mission confirmation and sharing meeting.

* * *

As soon as I was called to the Charlie Tim container after a good night’s sleep, Marcus handed me several pieces of paper.

“What is this… uh? Marcus! Are you the vice-captain?”

He said it because his position at first glance was marked as deputy team leader.

It was a little later than expected.

It had already been two months since Scott, the former deputy team leader, was arrested for betrayal.

“Why did you put it on now? It’s not like I didn’t want to pay for my position… … .”

“Maybe it was because of you.”

Marcus laughed bitterly and hesitated to answer.

“me? why me?”

“I think the company was thinking about giving you a deputy team leader.”

“no… What are you talking about? Isn’t that what the team leader decides?”

I thought to look at Jake, but he shook his head slightly.

At the same time, Marcus replied as if explaining.

“The final decision is made by the company. The allowance is also a separate thing. The assistant manager has to go through interviews and tests.”

“ah… It was like that… … ?”

I stopped at the unexpected words.

Of course, Marcus was the deputy team leader at Raleple.

so i didn’t pay attention There was no such thing as a decision-making interview process in any of the scenes I played.

It was time to lightly pass that thought.

I suddenly had a different idea.

‘I’d rather be me… … ?’

It wasn’t because I wanted armbands or extra pay.

There were other reasons.

In short, emergency preparedness.

As the story could go wrong and unexpected accidents could occur, he thought that he would be able to respond more quickly if he became a deputy team leader.

For example, dealing with a situation where contact with team leader Jake is lost or isolated.

If Marcus went straight, I could have taken a shortcut.

Of course, I’ve been solving missions with all kinds of shortcuts up until now, and Marcus respects my opinion too.

At some point, there could be a moment of confrontation or worry.

And the decision-making of 1 second or 2 seconds that will occur there may be the difference between life and death.

Just as I was thinking about that, I heard Marcus’ voice.

“why? Were you interested?”

Before he knew it, Marcus shook his head as he laughed, showing his white teeth in contrast to his dark skin.

“Okay, you do a lot. no… Should I treat you with respect?”

“hehehe, whatever is convenient for you.”

“Then take it easy, okay? Anyway, belated congratulations… Now, let’s have a meeting.”

I turned around, but the chattering atmosphere was blown away in an instant.

It wasn’t because the operation was dangerous or serious. It wasn’t even mentioned in the first place.

It was because there was so much material coming out during the meeting that I didn’t have time to think about other things.

For example, Camarnia’s defense, politics, culture, welfare, language, society, religion, etc.

All sorts of things came out and I was too busy remembering them.

Originally, when I was playing Rareple, it was just passing by in the background, so I didn’t know specifically, and I didn’t even think to see it.

Since it was a fictional country anyway, there was no data.

But it was all there.

Even Rachel, who played the role of instructor, explained more than 30 minutes so much that it was only scratching the surface.

‘That’s a lot, Nimmy…’ … .’

Everything was complicated enough to know why it was the worst battlefield in the Caucasus.

As if Rachel knew this, she asked as she finished the explanation.

“Familiarize yourself with the rest before departure. In particular, it is necessary to focus on national defense, religion and society. The UN also specifically requested it.”

“… … .”

After doing physical training and shooting training throughout the vacation, it seemed like I was going to be sitting at my desk here.

And soon Jake opened his mouth.

“Now let’s talk about the operation.”

As he spoke, his expression was not very good.

This time I knew why.

It was because the difficulty of playing increased rapidly because of some kind of restriction.

Jake’s story soon followed.

“First of all, according to consultation with the UN OCHA field investigation team, it was decided to use the MP7 as the main armament.”

The MP7 was a very small submachine gun with an effective range of about half that of a regular assault rifle.

Good performance, but difficult to carry in a dangerous area.

Jose’s eyes widened as he listened.

“yes? why do that… No, you don’t have that in stock? Not even the MP5… … .”

“I decided to bring 5 tablets from the Eastern Europe branch. The secondary armament is a Glock 17.”

“What kind of… Why? Perhaps an assault rifle could look menacing… Were the pacifists talking bullsh*t?”

“I know you well.”

Jake nodded in response, and Jose, who continued to ask, frowned.

“Damn it, they tell me to only wear pistols. Why did you allow the MP7?”

“It was originally a pistol.”

“yes?! So you’re saying that you negotiated and got the MP7 as well?”

“Right, look at the next page first.”

Jake continued, cutting Jose’s startled voice short.

“First of all, we will arrive at Dagestan’s Makhachkala Airport two days in advance and wait, and from the moment the UN investigation team disembarks, we will have mobile security. The vehicle is 3 SUVs of B4 level, and the number of people in the investigation team is 6… … .”

After that, the division of work continued to emerge.

From vehicle movement to formation after disembarkation, night security, night watch, daytime standby and emergency situations.

It was explained with more specific tactical terms, situations, and examples than printed in the paperwork.

At the end, Jake’s gaze reached mine.

“… Lee, what matters is you. You must always be in the forefront and be the first to react when a situation arises.”

I’m not the deputy team leader, but I felt more trust than that.

And it was also about knowing exactly what I was using.

“Yes, you mean the preliminary action candidate report?”

“Yes, in case of emergency, there is no need to receive confirmation or something. Whatever it is, I’ll cover it.”

He nodded his head right away in response.

“Okay, boss.”

* * *

Russia, Dagestan Makhachkala Airport.

As Jake waited while holding an A4 piece of paper printed with ‘UN OCHA Security Team G&G Corp’, people wearing light blue hats and jumpers soon appeared.

6 people of different races and genders equally.

It was the UN’s OCHA investigation team that was promised by anyone.

And a white man in his 50s who seemed to be in charge walked towards Jake.

“Is that the person you just spoke to me on the phone with?”

“That’s right, I’m Jake Russell, who as of today is the head of the OCHA security team.”

“Ohhh, I heard your voice. Feel free to call me John. I am the head of the pre-investigation team.”

The two shook hands, and John asked, looking straight out of the airport.

“Oh, that must be our car.”

This was what I said after looking at three SUVs with “UN” printed on a white background.

After Jake answered yes too.

As the investigation team exited the airport, the doors of three cars opened simultaneously.

rattle.

Kangtae and Rachel got off at the front, Jose in the middle, and Marcus at the back.

Each of them with the muzzle of the MP7 down, watching from the position they were assigned to.

John laughed at the sight.

“hehehe, it’s similar to us here too. From race to gender… No, since they are holding weapons, they look just like the main characters in an action movie.”

It was as it was said.

It was because Jake’s bodyguards, though slightly different, were as diverse as the UN investigation team, as diverse as their races and genders.

Kang-tae, who was wary at the front of the group, laughed bitterly at those words.

‘… That man got it right.’

Although Lareple was originally a game, it is not wrong to say that it is a movie.

At one time, it was even made into a movie.

Although the supporting cast and story were slightly different, the title of Last Red Flag was also used.

Of course, it was not sold in communist countries.

Soon, it was time for a simple greeting between the investigation team and the security team at the airport entrance.

Fight, fight, fight—!

Gunshots rang out from quite a distance.

The sound of hitting with a barrage.

The direction was toward the border of the Republic of Camarnia.

While the staff who were trying to say hello shrank, a light explosion and even vibration were transmitted.

cooung-

“All aboard!”

shouted Jake, and the staff rushed into the car.

Meanwhile, gunshots were heard in the distance. As if welcoming and terrifying the OCHA investigation team.

It was before entering the Republic of Camarnia.