God of Blackfield - Chapter 259: You Should Get Used To It (2)

The two soldiers next to the French soldier unbuttoned his uniform and used it to cover his face. They then rested his hands on top of his chest.

If they had a stretcher right now, they would have tied the rookie French soldier’s hands with a belt and the shoelaces of his military boots together, which was a tradition in the Foreign Legion.

Kang Chan rubbed his cigarette on the ground and stood up. He then went around the mountain, finding soldiers from different teams carefully laying down their dead brothers.

“We suffered three casualties, three wounded, Captain,” Cha Dong-Gyun said. “And…”

As Cha Dong-Gyun provided his report, they reached their fallen comrades. The soldiers’ noses and ears were covered with cloth cut from their sleeves, and their arms were crossed on their chests.

Cha Dong-Gyun continued, “... the woman who came to our base was also killed. She was shot while she was retreating to this place.”

Damn it!

They could only do so much to prepare against ambushes, considering they were meant to take their targets by surprise, but Kang Chan never imagined that they would have this many casualties.

“You’ve all gone through a lot already, but don’t lower your guards yet. Take turns resting.”

“Yes, sir.”

When Cha Dong-Gyun turned away, Andrei—who was nearby—approached Kang Chan.

“I’ve got four dead, one wounded.”

“How much ammo do you have left?” Kang Chan asked Andrei.

“Only about two magazines per person.”

“I see… Get some rest for now.”

“If the South Korean team is going out for a night operation, we’d like to come with you,” Andrei gruffly requested. He then turned around.

The Green Berets were hit the roughest. The chances of survival of the five wounded soldiers they left behind at the base were looking slim.

“I’m Robert[1], commander of the Green Berets. Three of my men were killed....