Mercenary Black Mamba

"There is nothing to be sorry about. You can work as hard as the family clan did. Isn't this jungle better than the sauna room (nickname of the Operations Department on the 7th floor of the DGSE)?"

Black Mamba smiled mischievously. Mekisi's face was deeply distressed.

"Don't even talk about that. A few days after the adviser repatriated the survivors and the remains of the second rescue team, Kabaya was called to the swimming pool (nickname of the Office of the General Manager on the 8th floor of the DGSE), and his jurisdiction were cursed for life."

"Why are you being criticized when the result come out?"

"Jermain and Kabaya were useless. DGSE and the Ministry of National Defense, which excavated the remains of the rescue team and rescued survivors, have quickly become stars. The media that bit the Ministry of National Defense mobilized all the rhetoric and praised the government. Jermain was so excited that he even came on a Talk Show to talk about the successful fourth operation of the Fist of Justice. But that's the problem... According to the Ministry of National Defense and the Ministry of Home Affairs, there are no records of troops being dispatched anywhere in the world. Only the Shadow team, the special advisers, was dispatched, but there are no records of that. If he had survived, he would be stuck in the bureau... When Jermain was cornered, his friend, Kabaya, secretly leaked the Call Name to the media."

"What? Has he gone crazy?"

Blood vessels sprang up on Black Mamba's forehead.

"He might have wanted to put the brakes on Bonifas, the head of department's victory. Anyway, the competition for the general director is decided."

"So?"

"Mitterrand was so angry. Those messy people jumped for polluting National Treasure. The president and the upper class of DGSE, who clearly knew the insides of the Fist of Justice operation, are bound to be amazed. He's talented and well-versed on the subject of money. In fact, the incompetent Ministry of National Defense and the DGSE have not been able to resolve the situation for more than six months! They've been criticized for being so cheap. Minister Jermain resigned and Kabaya was suspended. Currently, Surfund is acting as the head of the information department. Surfund, who took the helm, suddenly kicked their butt and blew it here. It is true that if an idiot and diligent public official is in a high-ranking position, it is a natural disaster. Ha ha ha!"

Mekisi smiled bitterly. The performance of Black Mamba had established an external face, but the inside of DGSE had continued to boil. Bonifas, who had taken power, overturned DGSE. The biggest victim was the intelligence department. In Operation Luhmann's failure of information and operation of The Fist Of Justice, the power of shoveling as well as the Ministry of National Defense was put on Surfund's table.

It was difficult for the Ministry of Information to raise objections. In Luhmann, their sobbing hid and even shoveled the CIA intelligence officer as a guide to Black Mamba. Even after putting 50 informants in Ituri for half a year, Black Mamba had found no signs of survivors in less than 10 days. It was the difference between the superman and the criminal, but the excuse was not in a mood to work.

Surfund inspected the information system from the bottom to cut out rotten branches, downsize them, and cut budgets. When the crazy Surfund began to act recklessly, the manager Kabaya wrapped his head around him and poured out. Mekisi was actually kicked in the buttocks, not in an investigative expression. On top of that, he had used very abusive language when talking to the national ambassador.

Bonifas, the head of operations, was openly selected as the next general manager. Mekisi was in trouble having to run to Africa without squealing and face No. 1 to be avoided.

"Ha ha ha, the flood hit the grave of the dragon king. I understand. The Ituri Jungle is an extremely unfriendly area for human activities. You thought of natural variables too easily."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Mekisi sighed to himself. Black Mamba was just another nickname for the angel of death. Before being held accountable, the operation of crying was successful. The advice of Manager Ariba to voluntarily pay taxes was correct.

"What about him?"

Mekisi stared at Samdi. He was a black man who was brought when Azure Remer returned after Operation Luhmann. He remembered it clearly because he too had gone through the process of acquiring French nationality. However, the appearance and atmosphere have changed a lot.

"He is my brother."

"The younger brother of the special military adviser?"

Mekisi's mouth opened widely. He felt like such a big fool. Force flowed one after another as he held the Meg heavy machine gun like a toy in one hand, with a confident physique of 240cm and red skin. The fact that he was intact after destroying hundreds of guerrillas made him a superhuman. The Black Mamba called him his brother. He must be awesome. He had regained consciousness.

"Don't think about useless things."

Mekisi's head immediately thought about the stern warning. He had the call name in mind, but Black Mamba was wrong if he did not feel like it.

"Tsk!"

Black Mamba bit his tongue. Intelligence agency guys had a bad habit of only thinking about using useful people. The call name of living in shadow was enough for himself. He had no intention of pushing his brother Samdi into the bloody river.

'Thank you, master!'

Samdi's mouth was wide open. In Korean terms, the younger brother was like the second cousin. They were close after parents and children. It did not matter if it was a servant or a younger brother, but his words were enough to warm his heart.

"Nice to meet you. Long time no see."

"I owe you a lot from the last time."

Samdi held Mekisi's hand lightly and greeted him politely. He would be in trouble if he held the weak human's hand too tightly. Mekisi's mouth opened widely. Less than a year later, the native, who could not even say a word properly, became perfect in words and attitudes. He became greedy. Didn't Bonifas also succeed thanks to the discovery of Black Mamba? There was no way he should not be so successful just because he was.

"There is something else to deal with."

Black Mamba regained the spirit of Mekisi of drinking kimchi soup.

"Just name it."

"It's this guy named Lee Kang Chul. He's a Korean who was unfortunate enough to become a hostage. I need to make sure that he's given proper medical treatment, and then sent back to to Korea."

"We will take care of it without a hitch."

Mekisi quickly bowed his head. The more Black Mamba asks, the better. He was a loyal human being to the extent that it was widely said that the request of Black Mamba is worth a life.

"You are here!"

Black dots appeared one after another. They were the support team and the medical team that took off from Bucav. Some were helicopters carrying troops from the base camp of Bunia.

"It is good to land thanks to the burning forest of the camp."

Paul muttered. Shuu-feng-feng-feng-feng- Paul fired a series of signals.

Tutatata- A giant Chinook hovered in the air. Climbing ropes were dropped from the choppers, one after the other, and Paul's subordinates came sliding down to the ground. The landed mercenaries grasped the ground condition and waved white flags violently.

According to the instructions of Shin Ho Soo, three Chinooks and three Gazelles landed one by one in the vacant lot that had been burned down. Soon, the spacious camp was packed with helicopters. A single Gazelle remained on high alert in the sky. As Paul said, if there was no fire, logging must be preceded in order for Edos to land.

Military uniforms and white gowns poured out of Chinook. Several reporters with cameras also jumped out. Eighty fully armed mercenaries lined up in front of Black Mamba. Black Mamba sat leaning against a tree of five Buddhas and smoked his cigarette. It was enough relaxation to look arrogant.

"Salute!"

The mercenaries saluted at once, following the commander.

"Stand down. There are critically ill patients here, so let's hurry up."

"Yes sir"

The mercenaries began organizing themselves around the site. A dozen medical teams went up to the hostages and began first aid. Lee Kang Chul was treated first.

"I will never forget your kindness."

"Just raise your children to be strong."

"I will tell them your story often."

Black Mamba smiled without saying a word. Lee Kang Chul could not take his eyes off Black Mamba even as he was being carried away on a stretcher.

Patients who completed treatment boarded Chinook one after another. The 80 mercenaries led by Paul and 20 members of the Barakuta team led by Orlando were kept busy. Guerrillas' bodies were collected in one place, and firearms and necessary data were collected. There were not many things to get out of the huge fire and heavy rain that occurred the previous day.

"Advisor, did you catch Kamuge?"

"No, I lost him."

"I have to catch him and bring him to court."

Mekisi felt sorry for him.

"You should have really gone and caught him."

Black Mamba pointed to the black forest. Mekisi couldn't speak. He was an ordinary human being, not a monster that stirs this trap.

"Manager Mekisi, if you go straight this way for 500 meters, you will find four floating houses. That is where Kamuge lives. Look there and you'll find what you're searching for. There's a female hostage who was sacrificed by them."

"Thank you."

Black Mamba was a double-edged knife. If someone touch it wrong, he will get sick of it, but the rice cake you get was also formidable. Mekisi, who was full of joy, glanced back at Orlando, who was busy checking his hostage. The person in charge of the fist of justice operation is Barakuta team leader Orlando.

"Let's go!"

Mekisi, who had hesitated for a second, ran ahead with his subordinates. If he looked for loyalty and reporting system, he would only follow other people's tail.

"Ha ha ha, will not he get sleep paralysis at night?"

Samdi smiled. In the direction where Mekisi was heading, was a body that was 600 millimetres in diameter and 15 meters in body length. He killed him, but he would be afraid to appear in his dream.

"Oops, Oselot!"

Oselot was hanging in the air. It was an item for the owner to use personally. There was nothing good about being noticed by humans. Samdi disappeared with a buzz.

"Is this why aristocrats and noblemen have lower tummy?"

Samdi took care of it on his own, so it was comfortable to build. Mekisi will have a pretty hard time searching for a floating house hanging 30 meters in the air. The scenery of the water house was not very beautiful either. There was only a hostage with a torn abdomen and a torn body of Mambo.

Black Mamba only took a puff cigarettes deliciously in a comfortable position. The donut went up and the crane danced and flew away. A naked woman was formed and her mother's face was also formed. It was not even about manipulating cigarette smoke with resonance waves to form a shape.

"Hey, Orlando!"

Black Mamba called Orlando heading to the basement. Orlando heard a call, but he slipped away pretending not to hear it. If possible, he did not want to hang out with an ignorant human being.

"You are so rude!"

This was what Samdi always says. FYIT- The ARMY rope flew toward Orlangdo 40 meters away. When he moved his wrist, a cracker at the end swung around his back.

"What is this? Ugh!"

Orlangdo was dragged down without any surprise.

"Orlangdo, If you do not run, your body will be cut off."

The terrible sound rang his ears. A rope like a piano line wrapped around the body was tight and tightened. Surprised by the metal sincerity digging into the flesh, Orlangd rushed.

"Wh.. What are you doing?"

Orlangdo's face became red. He was dragged as if he were suddenly attracted, and his pride was greatly damaged.

"Hey, you should come when I call you nicely. Would you be happy if a distant junior pretended not to hear it?"

"(Sighs)!"

Orlangdo was speechless. Although he was very young, the special military advisory was at the vice minister level. It was a distant superior. He still did not realize that Black Mamba hated stiff humans.

"Orlangdo, you need to make a contribution. You must be sad if you have no income after 6 months of rot in this jungle, right?"

"Then, tell me where else did you see it?"

Orlangdo was not an idiot either. He already understood Black Mamba right away.

"You are smart. Go straight 2 kilometres to the west and you will see Edos. That is their second home base. There will be about 200 people. Hurry up and go before The Legion Entanger and I pick it up and eat it."

"Thank you."

As if when Orlangdo was sulking, he checked the coordinates with GPS and dragged an intelligence agent to disappear.

"You have to work hard to get ahead."

Black Mamba laughed at the visuals. To get to Edos in the west, where Dambala made his last resistance, swamps and poisonous insects must pass through the primeval forest. The battlefield was also a mess. He had to wake up to deal with it.

"Paul, go down to the basement over there. It is going to be salty."

Black mamba pointed at them.

"Hehe (Laughs), thanks to having a good friend, you will get promoted again."

Paul was deeply heartbroken. It was amazing if a friend says it was salty. Unlike Korea, Major was a high - quality officer in France. The most difficult course is to be promoted from captain to major. Paul ran to the cellar with his men.

"Well, it is good if your friend does well."

Black Mamba, who had roughly finished organizing the traffic, leaned against a tree and slept.

The hunch of the reporter was more sensitive than the fly that found rotten meat. They recognized that Black Mamba was a VIP and flocked. Mercenaries guarding Black Mamba pushed the approaching reporter to the gun.

"Why are you blocking the coverage?"

"She really needs a break."

"Are you saying That person's rest is more important than the citizens' right to know? Acually I want to tell you they There is no law in France to prevent the coverage of war correspondents."

Reporters raised their voices very loud.

"That is not what I am saying, right? I mean, she is very tired. Who do you want to whine like a jellyfish when you do not even have the power to pee?"

"What? This person insisted that I should watch it."

"Hey, What are you looking at? There is more coverage over there, but why are you whining here?"

There was a physical fight between a reporter trying to get an interview with Black Mamba and a mercenary stopping her.