Stars filled the night sky like lights decorating a Christmas tree.0

With the darkness in the background, their enemies approached their location. Their silhouettes lined up on the horizon.0

“Ooohhh boooyyy…” Yoon Sang-Ki remarked, stretching out his amazement like a piece of taffy. “There’s a lot of them.”0

Cha Dong-Gyun looked behind him and stared at Yoon Sang-Ki, seemingly finding Yoon Sang-Ki’s reaction absurd. The others’ expressions were no different.0

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“Il-Gyu, Dong-Sik. Take your team to the second line of defense.”0

They heard Kang Chul-Gyu’s orders on the radio.0

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“Yes, sir,” Nam Il-Gyu answered.0

‘Fuck!’0

Oh Gwang-Taek was so nervous that he almost swore out loud.0

Trying his best to pretend that nothing was wrong, Oh Gang-Taek looked away. However, he still couldn’t stop himself from feeling nervous.0

What’s wrong with me? I’m not some gang underling doing my first task!0

He had participated in knife fights between gangster organizations dozens of times, and he could no longer count with his fingers and toes the number of times that he had been taken to the hospital due to weapon-related injuries.0

Hence, Oh Gwang-Taek didn’t know why he was so fucking nervous. He really hoped that it would go away soon.0

The soldiers from Jeungpyeong looked relaxed even as they watched their enemies filling the fields.0

How would they react if it was the opposite? What if those soldiers were watching gangsters rushing toward them with filet knives, iron pipes, and baseball bats?0

Oh Gwang-Taek shook his head.0

He knew that it was shameful to compare gangsters to the enemies currently approaching them.0

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“Captain Cha,” Kang Chul-Gyu radioed in. “Can you count how many enemies are approaching us?”0

Cha Dong-Gyun quickly raised his hand to his helmet.0

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“I’m...0