The Front Line Page #4

We have to restore it?

Or what?

You'll ask the enemy?

Wow, you hung like a horse.

You damn kid...

Aerok Hill stands on those bodies.

Remember that a**hole who said

this war would be over in a week?

How could I forget?

He's here.

What?

Yep, it's him.

He put on airs and said...

This war would be over in a week.

You don't know why you're fighting.

I wanna ask him why we're fighting.

Lieutenant!

What are you doing?

It's almost gone.

Come on.

What's wrong?

Are you drunk?

We have booze?

MSG. Yang said...

it'd help me forget what happened.

Come on, drink it down.

Hey, that cup is mine.

Give it back.

- Give me some.

- Get your own cup.

This is mine.

Eun-pyo, come sit.

Drink with us.

Where'd you get the booze?

What's this?

Oh, we didn't draw that.

Some commie did.

F***ing idiot!

What's that in your hand?

It's nothing.

"Thanks for sending my regards

to my family in the South."

Kim Soo-hyeok.

What's this?

Please, let it go.

Put it down.

What's wrong?

It's nothing.

Yang, put it down.

He's a CIC officer.

If he talks, we're dead.

You think this is nothing?

You've been talking to commies?

Is this what you're here for?

It's really nothing.

Explain it then.

Do you know how many times

this hill changed hands?

Nobody knows.

I counted up to 30, though.

We didn't wanna

carry all this sh*t back

when we pulled off this hill.

So?

We buried things in this bunker.

Socks, clothes,

chocolate from Yankees.

Ammo, cigarettes, boots

Because we'd be back.

When we took this hill back,

guess what we found here.

What?

Damn flies.

Crap.

What's this?

Let me.

Son of a b*tch!

- It stinks.

- Stay away from me.

What the...

"Thanks for the chocolate,

cigarettes, and socks."

F***ing commies!

This is why Communism's gotta go!

I'll kill them all!

Where are you going?

Let go!

Calm down.

So pissed off we weren't ourselves.

So we buried a letter cursing them.

You buried a letter?

Yes, we were not thinking right.

Otherwise, we would've buried

grenades or a time bomb.

And then?

As always, we lost the hill

and took it back.

What's this?

I know.

Don't.

Okay.

What the...

Isn't this booze?

Booze?

This is rice wine from the North.

Dump it.

It might be poisoned.

Are you sure?

This is booze.

Dump it.

I'm not hallucinating.

It really is booze.

- Damn.

- Ki-young.

Just to make sure...

Smell it.

Fine.

Wait.

Hold on.

If they wanted to kill us,

they wouldn't have left wine.

That's right.

They would've buried

a grenade instead.

You're right.

Why give us booze?

F*** it.

I don't care if I die.

What's wrong?

Let me have another sip.

- Smart ass!

- This is the real thing!

- Give me some!

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