Chapter 218.1: You Guys Fought Well (2)
Kang Chan ran to the front and looked past the broken truck, which was still letting out dark smoke.
This is weird.
He suddenly grew suspicious as he watched how their enemies were behaving.
Something’s not right.
He couldn’t put it into words, but his gut feeling seemed to be trying to tell him something.
Seok Kang-Ho quickly looked at Kang Chan and cocked his head.
‘Something’s weird!’
‘So you can feel it too, huh?’
Behind their position was nothing but a flatland. That was why only one of his men was protecting it.
Kim Hyung-Jung said that everyone is watching all of this unfold from the sky and that we have two hundred enemies coming from our twelve. He didn’t say anything else.
Kang Chan glared at their enemies as he gritted his teeth. He could see the truck that had left from the hill making a wide turn to the left side of the abandoned houses.
Kang Chan quickly raised his hand to his helmet.
Chk.
“The enemies are trying to surround us! I’ll take charge of our six! Snipers, don’t ever take your eyes off that ridge!” Kang Chan commanded. “Seok Kang-Ho, take command of the men assigned to our front, and Woo Hee-Seung, take three of our men with you and support our rear!”
Du-du-du-du! Du-du-du-du! Du-du! Pow pow pow! Pow pow! Pow pow pow pow!
Their enemies started to shoot at them nearly at the same time as Kang Chan finished radioing in his orders.
Swoosh!
Kang Chan headed to his position, and Woo Hee-Seung and three other soldiers followed him.
“Take the wounded and hostages inside!” Kang Chan yelled.
Clank!
Kang Chan put his rifle on top of a ruined wall and began firing at a truck.
Du-du-du-du! Pew! Pew! Pew!
Damn it!
More than twenty trucks spread out and rushed toward them, leaving clouds of dust in their trail.
Kang Chan didn’t expect that many.
Pew! Pew!
With a pull of his trigger, he killed one of the drivers, causing a truck to swerve to the side. One missile from any of those trucks would end everything they were fighting so hard for, so he kept them all under close observation as he shot them.
Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew! Pew!
After moving the wounded inside, Woo Hee-Seung and the other soldiers headed to the back, making the pressure a little lighter.
Du-du-du! Pew! Pew! Du-du-du-du! Pow pow pow! Pow pow!
Their rear wasn’t their only problem, however.
They kept hearing gunshots and walls exploding from the left—which Kwak Cheol-Ho was in charge of—and the front, which Seok Kang-Ho was protecting.
Ta-dang! Ta-dang! Du-du-du! Du-du-! Du-du-du-du! Pew!
While the bullets caused sparks to splatter from the trucks’ hoods, their enemies ferociously fired back at them.
Chk.
“Another truck is coming toward us from the right side of our front!” someone radioed in.
Those fuckers!
Their enemies could attack them this coordinatedly probably because they were watching the broadcast, which put Kang Chan and his team’s situation in full display.
Pew! Pew! Du-du-du! Pow! Ta-dang! Pew! Pew!
Kang Chan fired two bullets, causing another truck to swerve away.
The trucks were only fifty meters away now.
Kang Chan quickly headed to where the new truck was coming from.
Chk.
“Daye! Support our right!” Kang Chan yelled and aimed his rifle above the wall that was near the building that the wounded and the rescued hostages were in.
Damn it! There are so many of them! Are they planning to bring all the trucks in this country?!
Du-du-du-du! Pew! Pew! Pow pow pow! Pow pow! Pow pow pow!
So many bullets were whizzed toward them that it became difficult to even just raise their heads. Still, Kang Chan found gaps to shoot back in turns with Seok Kang-Ho, who had run over.
We’re going to prevent any missile from hitting us no matter what!
Pew! Pow pow pow pow! Pow pow! Pow pow pow pow!
For each bullet they fired, ten more hit the walls they used as cover.
Pew! Pew!
Kang Chan shot and stopped a truck again. The rest were only thirty meters away now.
At this rate, they would soon be engaged in the most awful close-quarters combat.
The wounded soldiers took out their pistols and bayonets.
Pew! Pew! Du-du-du! Du-du-du-du! Pow pow pow! Pow pow pow pow!
Right after Kang Chan stopped another truck…
Pow pow pow pow! Pow pow pow pow pow! Pow pow pow pow!
From the left side—which Kwak Cheol-Ho was in charge of—they heard the rapid fire of an M60 machine gun.
“Daye!” Kang Chan shouted, and Seok Kang-Ho quickly nodded in response. Seok Kang-Ho would have to protect this area by himself.
To make matters worse, their snipers couldn’t do anything to help because they had to keep an eye out for any missile launchers.
Swoosh!
Kang Chan ran past the rescued hostages, who had their heads down to the ground, and ran to the left, which was where Kwak Cheol-Ho was.
Pow pow pow pow! Pow pow pow pow!
Behind the wall, which scattered cement dust with each hit it sustained, the soldiers had their heads down to the ground. Two of them seemed to have fallen.
Pow pow pow pow! Pow pow pow pow pow!
Kang Chan made his way along the wall and quickly pounced on their enemies.
Pew! Pew!
As he killed the person manning the M60, their enemies took advantage of that time and covered more than twenty meters. They then got out of the truck and ran toward the abandoned building.
Kang Chan didn’t even have time to press the button on his radio. “Kwak Cheol-Ho! Have all the soldiers gather where the civilians are!”
Pew! Pew! Pew!
With Kang Chan providing cover fire, two of his men supported the wounded by putting their arms below the wounded’s armpits, then carried them to safety. Those at the front covered them as well, then immediately stepped away.
Pew! Thud! Pew! Thud! Pew! Pow pow! Thud! Pew!
“Surround the civilians! Do whatever it takes to protect them!” Kang Chan yelled.
Following his orders, the soldiers stepped back and formed an encirclement around the hostages.
Swoosh! Pew! Thud! Swoosh! Pew! Thud!
The enemies that were coming up the walls were wearing Islam clothes and carrying large knives that were used to slit necks.
I can’t believe I’m in the same situation as the battles I fought back in Africa again!
Click! Ta-ang! Du-du! Ta-ang! Tang! Du-du-du!
With their rifles out of ammo, the soldiers took out their pistols and quickly rejoined the fight.
Du-du! Thud! Du-du-du! Thud!
However, due to their inferior numbers, more of their brothers collapsed to the ground, falling one after another.
Kang Chan was definitely their enemies’ target. Hence, he chose not to withdraw yet. His men needed more time to move the wounded soldiers to the back. After all, if they just left their wounded behind, the enemies would carve through them until nobody could recognize their faces.
Tang! Pow! Tang! Pow! Tang! Pow! Tang! Pow!
Kang Chan took out a pistol and shot another enemy in the forehead.
The enemies climbing up and stepping over the curved wall fell backward, leaving behind a spray of blood. However, more opponents just rushed over and swiftly took their place.
Tang! Thud! Tang! Thud! Tang! Thud!
By the time Kang Chan took out a second pistol and began killing people with it, the enemies were already starting to come up the walls from four different directions.
Their enemies were probably acting like this because this was being broadcast on TV. With so many people watching their battle, they were likely refusing to let their pride be tarnished. Blatantly carrying kukris, the Shiite militia continued climbing up.
Tang! Pow! Du-du-du-du-du!
With a pistol in hand, Seok Kang Ho shot one of their opponents in the forehead. Their corpse fell back behind the wall before they could even fire back.
“Inshallah[1]!” one of their enemies yelled.
Not long after, the first of their enemies finally jumped down on the other side of the wall, closely followed by even more of his peers.
Kang Chan and his men would be shot to death if they hesitated at a time like this.
Swish!
Hence, he immediately took out his bayonet and ran to the front.
Slice!
Kang Chan swung his knife in a wide arc, then squeezed into the space it cleared, allowing him to grasp onto his target’s neck and quickly slit their Adam’s apple.
Slice! Slice! Slice! Ta-ng!
The hostages huddled against the wall like pheasants huddled in tall grass to hide as a mere group of ten fought with guns and knives, stopping hostiles from reaching them.
In this situation, nobody could carelessly fire a bullet.
Bam! Slice! Slice! Slice!
Kang Chan seized another enemy by the collar and stabbed their side and their neck in one quick motion. He then slit the nape of the hostile beside him.
“Glurp!”
Swish!
Blood spurted out from the enemy’s neck like a hose that was releasing a large build-up of water.
Bam!
You son of a bitch! No rule is stopping me from using other weapons aside from my knife just because I’m holding it!
Slice! Slice!
Kang Chan quickly struck someone’s forehead, then slit their neck twice.
Right now, neither he nor their opponents had the time to remember why they were even fighting in the first place. All they knew was that they had to kill every enemy in sight to survive.
Stab stab! Slice! Slice!
Kang Chan stabbed another opponent in the neck and stomach with his bayonet, then immediately sliced into the armpit and neck of the enemy next to him. At the same time, he grabbed a grenade with his left hand.
Kang Chan took out the pin with his thumb, then slightly relaxed his hand.
Ting! Slice! Slice! Slice! Swish!
While swinging his knife nonstop, he threw the grenade into the room next door.
Whoosh! Slice!
At the same time, someone thrust a knife toward him, slicing his side. However, he couldn’t care about it right now.
BANG!
Dayeru knows what has to be done next!
Despite the vibrations from the ear-piercing explosion shaking the ground, Kang Chan pounced on their enemies without delay.
Slice! Slice! Slice! Slice! Slice!
As he mercilessly slit the necks of the remaining enemies, he heard metal hitting the ground twice.
Seok Kang-Ho had thrown two grenades.
1. This was written as 인샬라! (ان شاء الله), which is a transliteration of ‘God willing’ in Arabic ☜
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