The Front Line Page #6

You should be a CO for the UN forces.

Yeah, that's right.

You don't mind?

You're funny.

Move.

What's this?

It's a pair of goggles.

Here.

- If I put them on...

- Give them here.

Made in Germany.

Lieutenant, they look horrible on you.

Here, Cruit.

That's not fair.

He didn't do anything

to deserve these.

They're for him.

It's for the lyrics to that song.

You don't know that.

Come on.

Take them.

Move.

Why don't you sing it for us?

Sure.

One, two, three, four

Leaves are falling...

into the night at the front line.

Falling down silently...

dews are so cold...

We have intel

Chinese army will set up

a strategic base here.

Any word from Recon?

Nothing?

We lost contact with them

on the north ridge.

It's been 8 hours.

They might've been sniped.

If that's the case,

it must be Two Seconds.

That piece of sh*t turned up again.

Two Seconds?

It's our nickname

for this enemy sniper.

Why Two Seconds?

The body goes down first.

And 2 seconds later,

a gunshot is heard.

That's why.

From 680 meters away?

Yes.

He must've modified his rifle.

He's killed about 30 of our men.

How are we gonna get him?

I'll get him.

Can you do it?

Give me 10 men.

Where the f*** is he?

He's not here.

Let's go back.

Not yet.

We searched everywhere.

He's not here.

You've been holding it, huh?

Let me see your dick.

Are you nuts?

Come here.

Get your ass over here.

No way!

Come on.

We're leaving soon.

Come here.

So you can beat me?

No way.

- It's Two Seconds!

- Get down!

No!

Don't go.

I can't move my leg.

Don't fall for a trap!

Stay put!

Where'd he shoot from?

Sergeant Yang...

Sergeant Yang!

Don't move.

Stay there!

Seong-sik!

Help me.

I don't wanna die.

Seong-sik!

Don't!

- I want him to shoot again.

- What?

One more shot.

We have to get him.

He's waiting for us to take the bait.

Are you crazy?

F***.

Seong-sik, grab it.

Hang in there!

Grab it.

Reach for it.

That's good.

We got him.

Commo!

Stop.

Stop shooting me!

Seong-sik.

Give me your hand.

Requesting an artillery attack.

The coordinates are...

Give me your goddamn hand!

Lieutenant...

Come on!

Lieutenant...

Seong-sik...

Die, Two Seconds.

Seong-sik!

Where the f*** is he?

He couldn't have made it.

His body must've been

torn into pieces.

No, he's alive.

What?

He walked.

F***!

Poor Seong-sik.

He was so young.

So what?

This is a battlefield,

and anybody can die.

Is there an order who dies first?

Age means nothing in war.

Chocolate?

Was it that boy who sang?

Lieutenant Kang!

Where are you?

This way, guys.

F***.

An artillery attack

for a single sniper?

I should've taken out the commo first.

The 2nd Corps of Chinese Army is

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