2nd Battalion, 10th Platoon

"Laughing."

Jin-sung, who complained of a headache, burst into laughter out of nowhere.

The target's ideology or life must be taken to turn off the complete murder.

The crazy laughter that keeps popping meant that Park Jin-sung has yet to deal with Idea.

"Trash! What's wrong with you? I told you to report the situation!"

"Well, comrade, I'd like to thank you very much. You saved my life, didn't you?"

"What?! Don't talk nonsense! You made this hole, Kim Il Jung! It's a mistake. In a little while, the police are

coming in."

"Comrade."

"Ugh."

Kim Il-jung put his chin on the top of Byun Ki-young's head. It was an act that openly recognized the

difference in rank.

"This Kim Il-jung is a person who never forgets his kindness. Even if you don't know that he has done you a

favor."

"What?"

"I gave you one piece of advice. If you want to live, fly down to the first floor. Then, first of all... I'm sure I'll

be able to buy a companion."

"What..."

"I'm glad I participated in this surprise raid. I had to put more effort into training soldiers. Didn't you know

there were such terrible sprouts growing in South Korea?"

Even those who were not scared of Kim Il-jung even though they had no strength were annoying. Underdogs

such as Byun Ki-young and Lee Seung-hwa may become quite troublesome soldiers in the future.

Kim Il-jung jumped to the top floor facing the sky at once.

"Argh! Kim Il Jung!" Oh, right there!

"Well, I'd kill them all if I could. Didn't you know there would be a crazy Jongganna?"

Kim Il-jung fell under the building with the momentum of climbing to the top floor. The body, which had

been beaten excitedly by the wind, disappeared almost like a bubble burst.

"Ki, did Kim Il-jung run away?" Hey! Trash!

"Laughing. "Bundam..." "Hello, hello, hello?"

"Trash..."

Byun Ki-young, who made eye contact with Jin-sung, immediately recalled what Kim Il-jung said.

I didn't know what was going on. However, I fully recognized the fact that I have to run away right now.

It was not Park Jin-sung that Byun Ki-young knew. Obviously, even though the appearance was the same, it

had to be recognized as a completely different person.

"Oh! What's going on?"

Toilet Ki-young pulled out a piece of concrete embedded in the wall. While Jin-sung was still laughing like a

madman, he threw himself into a hole on the floor.

"I love you in the army!" Let's go together. Oh!"

"Oh, my God!"

An authentic voice was heard right behind. Jinseong was dashing the broken ceiling with his feet because it

was not enough to fall behind. (Singing "Crying")

Some guy's leap was faster than Byun Ki-young, who fell with a rock.

The pupil of Sabaek-an identified hundreds of murder routes even as it fell. The squad leader, who was

falling in front of his eyes, was a skinny elk compared to Kim Il-jung. "Yes."

"Trash! What are you doing?"

Jin Sung wrapped his right arm around Byun Ki-young's neck. Byun Ki-young was stuck in the air as he

clapped his body in the air.

"The squad leader... You know what? If I cut off the squad leader's arm, you know? There's an idea, right?"

"Does this garbage have alcohol in its mouth? Are you out of your mind?"

"Oh, you missed the big fish because of the squad leader. You're going to take responsibility. Huh? Huh?

You're going to take responsibility, right? What?!"

"Let go of me! Let go of me! What kind of power?"

The tight arms were like metal restraints. By the time Jin-sung passed the sixth floor, he was going to cut off 

his waist comfortably.

[Screaming]

Two people quickly broke through the seventh floor.

"Oh, I should get going, squad leader"

"This garbage...!!"

"Hey! Squad leader! Turn as far as you can to the left!"

Cozyk.

A sharp sword penetrated the ceiling on the fifth floor. The sword was not satisfied with piercing the ceiling

and flew exactly toward the ribs of Jinseong.

Byun Ki-young shook the rock and managed to twist himself.

"Damn it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. "It's a bit sharp"

The fast-moving sword had no intention of stopping. I had to choose whether to let go of the toilet or give out

my left rib.

Jin Sung's chosen murder route has been tarnished by third-party intervention.

"Haha"

"What are you doing again? You crazy trash!!"

Jin-sung bent over and stepped on Byun Ki-young's back.

"Laughing out loud!"

Jump excitedly with the stool.

He flicked a sword that was getting closer faster and scarier with a dagger.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Jinseong arrived at the ceiling on the fifth floor and the bottom of the sixth floor. Then he put his eyes into the

small hole through which the sword had penetrated.

"Hi. Hi. Hi. How are you?"

* * *

"Hey, hey! Wait a minute! Seyeon is blocking this! You can't do that! If we take out the idea together, we can

break this situation! Okay! Then, don't touch Seyeon and just go out of the rock."

Lee Seung-hwa talked gibberish when she saw the crowd.

"I'm sorry. We want to live, too."

"Ha, at least one is fine...? My brother is waiting at home."

those who have forsaken their moral principles in a moment

"Hey, Kim Seyeon."

Among them was a 1st minute captain who had been kicked by Kim Se-yeon earlier.

"Wow... Hmph, call me Sergeant Kim Se-yeon. A squad leader who's only a private."

Kim Se-yeon had already reached her limit.

Mental pressure and physical fatigue from the first engagement.

In fact, Kim Se-yeon has endured almost everything alone. No matter how much you had a white jade goblin,

it would have been impossible without Kim Se-yeon.

The first squad leader pulled out the glove again.

"I'll speak as a representative. The 10th platoon of the 2nd Battalion, including our 1st Squadron."

"Hey, student! Are you going to hit Kim Seyeon?" Well, then me too!"

"Give me an arm! What?!"

Those who lost their conscience gained strength when they saw the glove of the 1st squad leader.

As expected, I wasn't the only one who was bad! It can't be helped! If you sacrifice two people, ten people!

rationalization of expression

"No way! This isn't it!" How could you do this?!"

"Get out of my way, Seojung High School. I'm talking."

As the 1st minute captain approached one step, Lee Seung-hwa spread his arms and blocked it.

"No! No! This isn't right! Please don't do this!"

"I like legs! I like legs!"

"Help me, will you? Please! You just have to give me one part!"

The rush of unscrupulous people has accelerated. The first minute captain drew attention among the noisy

unconscions.

"I'm the first squad leader. I'm going to represent the platoon."

"You are not even human! How can you protect the person who protected you?"

"Legs! Legs!!"

"Please, just one!""

"Did you give up your principles as a person?" You guys are really...!"

"Get out of the way, Seojung High School."

"No! You can't get out of my way!""

We believe in a three-part captain. That's our seat."

The first squad leader stood next to Lee Seung-hwa and said,

"What?"

The noisy hall stopped like Lee Seung-hwa, who lost her words. It seemed that any absolute person had

stopped even for a while.

"Huh. Just get rid of the rocks It's so heavy."

"Haha, haha... Huh?"

The 10th platoon members passed by Lee Seung-hwa, who was puzzled.

Young as a soldier. His eyes were determined from the appearance of moving in perfect order.

"Did you say 1 minute captain? Hey... if you sacrifice Seyeon and that boy."

"That's it. Don't come any closer."

The first squad leader fired a jab like a threatening shot.

"Ha, student..."

I remembered all the aspects that coveted the three-part captain and Seo Jung-gu. I won't attack, but I don't

intend to be attacked. Back off."

Boom boom, boom.

The remaining platoon members broke the rock while the 1st squad leader blocked the people.

The rocks split in two weighed heavily on the hearts of unconscionable people.

Lee Seung-hwa, stunned, asked Kim Se-yeon, who was stretching.

"Se-yeon. What's going on here?"

"I just trusted my platoon members, too. That's all."

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When Kim kicked the first-minute captain, she asked the platoon members to act scared.

In fact, there were actually scared platoons, and there were platoons who let go of everything.

The request to pretend to be frightened was an opportunity to upset all those mischiefs. Kim Se-yeon had

given her the opportunity to wash such chivalry.

The plague leaves no man behind. a fact that can be easily understood statistically if you think about it a little

bit

Rather than die one way or another, at least you won't die giving in.

The 1st squad leader, who had maintained his usual self, succeeded in persuading other platoons.

"Hey, you did a great job. Part 3 leader."

"Call me Sergeant Kim Seyeon" One minute is enough?"

"Oh! Right! Seyeon!"

Lee Seung-hwa, who was watching with satisfaction, suddenly stamped her feet.

"What, what, what, what, what?"

"Ugh. Don't stare at me like that. It's scary."

"Hmm. I'm always like this unless I'm close."

"Is it because I said I'd be best friends with Jin Sung?" I'm not a man's cup of tea, so don't worry!"

"…what are you saying? I'll just hit you for real."

Kim Se-yeon sincerely put a double wick in her eyes.

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!" This is no time for this! Did you forget where Kim Il-jung went?!"

"...."

"Jinseong is dealing with me upstairs alone."

Lee Seung-hwa whispered the last word in his ear.

"No way. He's a class F trainee in the first place..'

"Jinseong induced it on purpose."

Lee Seung-hwa, who read Kim Se-yeon's thoughts, said with a pretty calm look.

You purposely induced it? A top criminal who's behind even the white jade goblin?

The official combat power recognized by the World Soul Rating Unit System is class F. The same goes for

the Idea rating.

It does not serve as a bait, let alone induction.

"There's no time for this! We have to go! Oh, I should go now!"

"...."

Lee Seung-hwa has already begun to take the lead.

In fact, Kim did not understand Lee Seung-hwa, who was chasing her.

What the hell are you going up to? Do you think it's any help?

Help?

It is a word that can be established only when Park Jin-sung can deal with Kim Il-jung even a little bit. If 

you're not a match, of course you can't get help.

He is an F-class two-time champion. It must have been deleted by Kim Il-jung.

"Ugh."

When I thought Park Jin-sung was dead, I felt unbearable anger.

A partner named Park Jin-sung should not die so vainly.

One day, by all means, he must show anything.

He is someone who has to prove somehow that there is no up and down in the soul.

"Hey, 1st squad leader."

"Hmm? Why did you call me, hmm...."

The first part leader read Kim Se-yeon's face, which became heavy. His stomach seemed more serious than

when he fought with Kim Il-jung.

"Take the platoon members outside. There's probably an idea somewhere around here that's blocking

contact."

"Are you going to chase Kim Il Jung?"

"Why would you go after someone you can't beat?"

"Then where are you going?"

"Well… actually I'm not sure where I'm going."

"Yes, I understand. Leave it to me."

"Please take care of the mess."

Kim Se-yeon ran toward the back door stairs.

The horn was still attached to the forehead but could not jump through a hole in the ceiling. This is because

the body, including the legs, shook as hard as it could.

"Oh, my. Hurry up, Seyeon."

"...."

Lee Seung-hwa, with a big smile, was waiting in the middle of the stairs.