When I Opened My Eyes, I Was in the Middle of the Battlefield

Mid-December, two weeks after that.

A total of 64 Camarnia Army Special Forces were trained in tactics in rotation, training on a crude training ground on a daily basis.

Compared to the first time, he had grown a lot, but Jake’s gaze was not good.

‘It’s still a long way.’

Training should be done as if it were a real battle, but it was because they only treated training as training.

For example, in non-shooting training, he neglects to control the controls, moves mechanically and accidentally passes in front of the muzzle, and treats the target like a wooden board rather than an enemy.

If it had been during the delta training period, I would have immediately spit out swear words and made fun of it.

It must have been tortured almost like water torture.

So I firmly pointed out several times, but it didn’t get better easily.

“Hmm… … .”

Jake had expected it to some extent.

In the first place, it was because they received applicants from the incompetent Camarnia military and police, and many of them applied because of the high salary.

Some of them had a sense of duty and tenacious spirit.

Maybe that’s why I usually lack training, and my attitude during practice was not good.

Enough to be satisfied with just carrying out the training.

Meanwhile, Army Special Forces Battalion Commander Maxim Bayev cautiously approached Jake and asked:

“Chief, how are our members?”

“It lacks a lot.”

“Then how about live ammunition training… Will it be difficult?”

Maxim asked with concern.

It wasn’t the first time training had been disrupted in this way.

It was the third time.

Since Camarnia gained independence as a partially approved country, there have been two cases in which military advisors have been supported, and both have had precedents in which they could not complete all of them due to disruptions in class progress.

While watching Jake, a calm answer came back.

“We will proceed as scheduled.”

“ah… … ! Is it possible?”

“You just have to do it under control and on a small scale.”

At those words, Maxim’s eyes lit up.

“Oh, that’s enough. Then maybe… Practice… … ?”

It was to ask if he could really carry out the ‘practical combat’ described in the training curriculum he had received from Jake.

To be precise, it is a content that utilizes street fighting and CQB to knock out real felons.

It was also supposed to be an operation against drugs or criminal groups, which at first I thought was impractical.

It was a risky job to actually do, and it was because the Army Special Forces lacked the ability to do it.

Maybe it was something formally written down by G&G Corp.

But, seeing it now, I wondered if it might be possible.

Jake’s words and attitude were like that.

He was a man who was devoid of any hypocrisy or bravado, and who did not speak formally.

Every word he uttered was true, and it was also his will.

The moment you look at Jake’s mouth.

The answer came.

“We will proceed according to the circumstances.”

“… Joe, great! We will support you as much as possible.”

Maxim’s face brightened.

It was because the horse was in the Army Special Warfare, and had never been in a proper real battle before.

The only thing I’ve done is a small skirmish with the rebels.

I hadn’t been able to learn much from military advisors from other countries.

That was the case.

Airlift, which is the same as the basics of special forces, was only a one-time experience due to airports being closed or aircrafts aging, and water boat operation was rather difficult because the ship sank.

And basically, I heard that enthusiasm and skills are low.

I thought it would be repeated for the third time, but luckily this time it looked like it was going to be a real battle.

It’s mainly CQB taught by Delta Force.

‘Fortunately, I can imitate the actual operation.’

Even as a battalion commander, he only engaged in simple engagements like the other members, and had never experienced street fighting doctrine or special warfare using CQB tactics.

The only thing I could offer was the 8-week SAS Basic Consignment Training, which I had been granted with great difficulty.

Only Maxim, a major, and one captain, a team leader, had completed the course.

It’s embarrassing, but that was the reality.

It was because Camarnia had recently become independent, and because it was a partially approved country, foreign exchange was difficult.

Domestic security and defense were also lax.

In a way, this Army Special Forces was the result of a miracle, and Jake’s team he met this time was helpers comparable to military advisors.

A small smile crept across Maxim’s face.

‘These are lucky… … .’

When he first heard about G&G Corp., a PMC, he was worried and wary.

I’ve seen quite a few mercenaries who came to Camarnia, mostly because they were terrible.

Famous PMCs were no different.

This was because subcontracting was subcontracted and subcontracted subcontracting was given, and the level dropped a lot.

For that reason, most of the mercenaries seen in the field were local rebels or vigilantes who came out to make small bucks.

Simply put, all familiar faces.

However, G&G Corp’s advice was different. Befitting a team made up of Delta Force and Navy SEALs, who had just been discharged from the military for a few years, their tactics and demonstrations were perfect.

It reminded me of the 8-week SAS consignment training that Maxim received.

In the meantime, a welcome word came out.

“Before going into live ammunition training, let’s see a demonstration first.”

It was Marcus’ voice.

At that, the waiting special forces members began to prepare, but Jake’s eyes were also strained.

To be precise, he was looking at Kang-tae, who was preparing for the demonstration.

‘Looks like I’ve erased my rusty style in the past two weeks… How much have you changed?’

Kang-tae practiced as if he were supplementary training alone.

To be precise, it was an exercise in altering the rusty movements that Jake had been talking about at Al Jamash’s training center.

Just like Marcus said and Jose demonstrated.

That time was only two weeks at most, but it couldn’t be considered a short time for a special operations agent.

There would be some success.

It would take some time to fully master it, but since the person involved was Kang-tae, it was clear that whatever had changed would have changed.

When I was young, I had high expectations for his gaze.

“let’s begin.”

The demonstration was conducted with Marcus in the lead.

It started to move while touching the shoulder or thigh once or twice between the corridors made of temporary panels.

Of course, it was very smooth, accurate and even quick.

bang! Valid! bang! bang!

The noise of the M4 connected to the silencer pierced the wooden panel while resonating appropriately.

Among them, the highlight was when Kang-tae held on.

“Ohhh… … !”

Several members of the Special Forces even uttered sounds of tension and admiration.

It was because in the blink of an eye when Kangtae lifted the M4, a bullet hole was pierced at the exact location.

Two shots in the chest and one in the head.

It was an indescribable speed and accuracy.

In addition, the room search and movement methods that were taught recently were neatly reproduced, so it was a perfect demonstration.

There was a smile in Jake’s eyes as well.

‘I don’t have anything to say now.’

It didn’t rust, so it was perfect.

It had to be recorded as it is and distributed as educational materials for the US Special Operations Forces.

The Army Special Forces members who saw it in front of their eyes clapped their hands.

Perhaps it was thanks to the two weeks of education and training that we got to know each other quite a bit, and in between, someone whistled and even called our name.

In particular, cheers for Kang Tae were strong.

“lee! lee! lee! lee! lee!”

One person shouted, and many others followed.

We became close to each other, but it was because the preconceived notions the members had were shattered.

To be exact, it was the fact that he was from a special forces unit that he had never heard of or seen before, and the discriminatory thoughts against the Asian race.

Of course, the members just talked behind each other without showing off, but everything changed.

It wasn’t because of today’s demonstration.

On the first day Kang-tae arrived at the unit, right after the training ended, the prejudice was broken.

Kang-tae took the M4 for shooting practice, and it was because he really showed off his ridiculous skills.

So, after an even more exaggerated cheer,

Jake finally remembered what he had to do, and during a break, he approached Kang-tae and said,

“Lee, when you go on vacation. Can I go to America with you for a while?”

“Ah, yes. sure. Do you want to shoot?”

When Kang-tae asked while cleaning the M4, Jake gave a short answer.

“No, I have someone I can introduce you to.”

It was a simple order from the Foreign Cooperation Bureau.

After making an appointment, bring Kang-tae to the United States.

I don’t know the exact purpose or details, but it was clear that it was probably the process of recruiting Kang-tae.

‘I’ll take a test or interview. In fact, I would have passed… … .’

This level of reasoning was possible for Jake as well.

It was because the Foreign Cooperation Bureau had been constantly concerned about the relationship with Kang-tae, had requested data, and even asked for a green card to be issued.

Whatever the case, it turned out to be good for Jake as well.

Instead of being a G&G Corp mercenary, which is a disguised identity, I was able to inform my true affiliation.

The frustrating part in my heart was resolved.

It was a pity that I still couldn’t tell Marcus or Jose, who had been friends for a longer period of time, but this was unavoidable for security reasons.

‘My job is to protect the security of the United States… … .’

The contract he wrote with the Foreign Cooperation Agency is treated as a top secret and will not be opened for the next 30 years, and the next president will extend the confidentiality period so that it will not be revealed to the world until his death.

To put it simply, the current Jake was just a mercenary.

Unless the President, Secretary of State, or Robert the Director of Foreign Relations pulled out the papers, the relationship with the Department of State would never be revealed.

In other words, it was impossible to receive an official honor, either for the sake of the country or for killing.

It was a shameful thing to do, but I couldn’t help it.

If you are a special warfare agent belonging to a country, there are tier 1 special forces and there is also the CIA.

Of course, it would be disguised and manipulated, but there were limitations because there were affiliations such as each unit or headquarters.

On the other hand, foreign cooperation countries were different.

I had to believe in a contract that would be in my safe for the rest of my life and work.

Mainly, state agents went and infiltrated and operated in areas where there was nothing good, or else they performed duties corresponding to the duties of the Secretary of State.

It was only for the sake of American security.

It wasn’t forced, nor was it brainwashed.

Jake just chose.

For that reason, he also had a small concern.

‘I don’t know how Robert will convince you… If this is the case, Kang Tae might refuse.’

In a bad case, the team might disband in the aftermath.

It will be difficult to meet Kang-tae again.

‘That’s not okay… … .’

Jake was secretly concerned, but Kang-tae looked at him with a thin smile.

I wasn’t expecting that now.

I’m just guessing the meaning.

I thought the timing was rather quicker than I thought.

However, there were no surprises now.

There are so many things that have changed in recent years, so the reason why the time has moved forward was to be expected.

Before long, Kangtae met Jake’s eyes.

‘… Maybe the Foreign Cooperation Bureau put in an offer, let’s work together.’

If it was his successor, he would have already revealed it, and there was no possibility that he was a woman or a friend, so the only important person was Robert, director of the Foreign Cooperation Bureau.

‘Finally we meet. In the game, we meet almost halfway through… … .’

Naturally, the contract had to go ahead.

Of course, Kang-tae was also sorting out what to ask for, but in the end, he shouldn’t have refused because he didn’t like it.

It was because it was easier to achieve whether it was killing Pikal or preventing a nuclear war by using the Foreign Cooperation Agency.

In the meantime, Jake’s question added.

“Lee, can you give me some time?”

It was a mix of anticipation of Kang-tae’s joining and at the same time concern that he might refuse.

Seeing that expression, Kangtae smiled again.

“Ah, yes. Let’s go to the shooting range after our appointment.”