“Aaaaahhh! Aah! Aaahh!” Jeon Dae-Geuk shouted like a madman, shaking his two clenched fists in the air. “Haah! Haah!”

He hung his head low to catch his breath for a little while, but he shot it back up soon after.

“So, how many of our men…?” Jeon Dae-Geuk asked, trailing off.

“We haven’t been able to confirm that information yet,” Kim Hyung-Jung reassuringly replied.

“The intelligence you gave them was certain, correct?” Jeon Dae-Geuk prodded on.

“An emergency decree was ordered on all of France’s Foreign Legion, but it was canceled just moments ago. The president of Russia has also expressed his desire to pay a covert visit to South Korea,” Kim Hyung-Jung answered with confidence.

“Those bastards! They did it! They managed to do it!” Jeon Dae-Geuk shouted gleefully.

“We received intelligence that although the Spetsnaz tried to ambush the team, they managed to push them back and defeat them without any casualties. According to a detailed report that the DGSE surprisingly gave to us of their own volition, only four members of the Spetsnatz managed to survive,”...