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

Pikal, Sergei’s boss and Lareple’s main villain, was a little known character.

Even the name Pikal wasn’t sure if it was his real name or a made-up title.

Even so, the US government has secured some cross-validated information and data, but the most important of them is what he is doing.

just terrorism.

To be precise, terrorism, mocking, and support were the areas of Pikal, but they were taking a very clever line against the United States.

For example, instead of directly attacking the U.S. mainland and U.S. forces, a third party is used to cause damage to the surrounding area.

Even that was not a direct instruction.

As in Al Jamash, it was to hand over information that would be welcomed by the rebels, and to support them by diverting weapons or funds.

There were no instructions or orders.

I was just sneaking around behind the scenes.

It was also a very difficult style to intervene because most of the routes, such as money and arms distribution, went through communist countries.

He wasn’t the main villain for nothing.

‘It’s not even a f*cking nuclear explosion by luck.’

On the other hand, his right-hand man, Sergei, was a character that appeared often enough to come out of Scott’s mouth. A person who executes the strategy in place of Pikal’s limbs on the front.

It wasn’t that they appeared often and walked around.

His identity was only known in the dark or intelligence agencies, but he was completely unknown in the light or the media.

Since that guy appeared 2 or 3 weeks earlier than the original story, the time to intervene in the nuclear war would have been advanced considerably.

That’s my own reasoning, but I didn’t have anything else to believe or refer to.

Because I was the only user who played Lareple dozens of times.

That was when I came out of the container.

“… How’s it going, Lee?”

Marcus, who had been waiting as if guarding the container in the command room, came to ask.

White eyeballs glistening on the dark skin exposed after being locked up in the night.

He, like Jake, seemed to hold back his emotions.

I answered briefly without needing to bother.

“I confessed.”

“… So, is that all true?”

I briefly explained to Marcus and Jose before Scott was taken away and I was quarantined.

He said he sold information and got coins.

reminded me of this again.

“Yes, it is true.”

“I just can’t believe it… … .”

After muttering to himself like a sigh, he swept his shaved head several times before continuing.

“You said it was just for the money? Any other reasons? Neither threatened nor avoided… … .”

“Marcus.”

I cut off midway to bring Marcus’ attention.

There was a way to explain it much easier than talking about it.

“Then what about you?”

“me?”

Marcus questioned at the sudden mention, widening his eyes.

He didn’t seem to understand at all, so he explained.

“Uh, are you going to betray the team if threatened or tortured?”

“… … .”

Marcus’s mouth was closed.

I thought so. It was not a question I dared to answer.

It was because, like Scott, Marcus, who was Jake’s direct junior, was one of the most important characters in LaReple with a clear view of the country.

It was to the point where Scott was left out and the assistant team leader was attached.

Suddenly, his expression crumpled, and his mouth opened violently.

“No, that’s not going to happen. To me, the team is family. Scott was more trustworthy than my older brother… … .”

“Yes, how would you betray that?”

At my words, Marcus sighed and reminisced for a moment.

soon looked at me

“I’m sorry I didn’t trust you, Lee.”

“It’s okay, I understand. Even I believe in Scott more.”

“Thank you for your words… … . I’ll tell José, lest the talkative bastard bully you.”

“Okay, go in.”

I sent the heartbroken Marcus back, but I didn’t feel much of a thrill that I had killed Scott.

Rather, it was more pitiful to see Marcus expressing his pain to me.

And I realized again.

The fact that Marcus, who had been thought of as a character, is a person, and that this place is also a reality.

In addition, I went to a place where I thought more.

‘Then what would have happened to my body… … ?’

Only the memory of collapsing as if fainting remained.

Whether my body would rot on the floor or if time and space would stop and return, useless thoughts continued biting their tail after tail.

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no answer, but maybe because of Marcus, many thoughts came to my mind.

What is Korea like in this Rareple, is there another Lee Kang-tae in this, then what are my motives and predecessors doing for a living, etc.

After many vain thoughts, I ended up laughing.

‘Damn it, I’m glad I don’t have a family.’

I hadn’t seen my mother since I divorced from cheating when I was young, and my father died of illness around the time he enlisted in the military, so there was no ‘ㄱ’ in the family.

He said he had some relatives, but he hadn’t even met them, so he was worse than others.

The boyfriend I dated broke up soon after.

In the end, I was living alone, but seeing it now, I was very fortunate.

If I had a family, if I had gotten married and had a child, I would have been in so much pain.

Then, naturally, it was time to take out a cigarette and bite it.

rattle.

The control room container door opened and Rachel came out.

“Lee, haven’t you gone yet?”

“I was about to light a cigarette and leave.”

“Would you like to talk to me for a bit?”

“Good.”

“… The way you talk seems to be getting older.”

Her voice continued with a curious glance.

“You’re twenty-nine this year, right?”

“Ah, yes.”

“How about the Korean age? In Korea, they say you are one year old as soon as you are born.”

“Yes, thirty in Korean.”

“Then where is your hometown?”

“My hometown is Hongcheon, Gangwon-do… I have very few memories of where I lived when I was young. Is there anything different in my documents? Do you keep asking me?”

I asked just in case, but luckily Rachel shook her head.

“In the documents, only your unit or nationality is listed. Anything else I just asked because I was curious.”

“Where is your unit from?”

“The 1st Airborne Special Forces Brigade, isn’t it?”

“Right, then what about family ties?”

It was when I asked if he was different in the game, even though he had no parents or siblings in real life.

“… … .”

Rachel stared me in the eye instead of answering.

It was strange that I asked in a row, so I sent them with a suspicious look.

What she said next was no different.

“Tell me first.”

If it had been Jake, he would have just answered, but Rachel seemed to be trying to point this out.

The two had similar views on the country and a sense of mission, but the work they did was very different.

Rachel, in particular, is a character born to doubt or analysis.

It was not for nothing that she was dispatched to Team Charlie, who was not from a special forces unit and was suspected of having internal leaks as a woman.

Proving that the game wasn’t just accidental or forced, she was staring at me with very clear, deep eyes.

Whatever it was, as long as there was nothing good to arouse suspicion, I answered in a timely manner.

“My mother didn’t exist because of a divorce, my father passed away, and I didn’t have any siblings. All of them aren’t there, are they?”

First of all, I answered confidently, and I asked just in case.

Looking at the unit I came from, it seemed like my personal identity was applied in the game, but that was because it might not be the case.

Rachel’s voice, which she had been waiting for, returned soon.

“you are right. And I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

I came with an apology, but rather than that, I was very fortunate that the answer was ‘yes’.

‘therefore… This body is the real Lee Kang-tae.’

The me in the game was the same as me in real life.

Then, it was the time when I was about to continue with useless thoughts, wondering if this is something like a parallel world.

Rachel raised the tone of her voice as if to refresh the atmosphere.

“Anyway, I’m glad I did.”

“yes? What?”

“Scott Evans. We were going to discuss the plan to wipe out the rebels soon, but if it was a bit late, that too would have been leaked.”

“Yes yes, it is. When do you do the operation? We have to get rid of all the rebels quickly.”

“I will do it soon. But don’t you smoke?”

Rachel asked, looking at the cigarette in my hand.

I also hesitated.

I wasn’t smoking as we were talking, but it was because there was something that came to my mind out of nowhere.

“… I forgot.”

“Did you forget to smoke?”

“No, it’s been so long I forgot… I didn’t burn it when I was active.”

I smoked before enlisting, but quit smoking while serving in the military. When you smoke, your breathing becomes difficult and your stamina naturally drops.

And since I was discharged, I have smoked again.

Because it’s hard to live

In the meantime, Rachel’s question continued.

“Because it’s old… Wasn’t it just a few months ago? It appears that he was on active duty until the spring of this year.”

It was. It was autumn now.

Since he was discharged in the spring, it is said that he is a warm-hearted civilian who has only been discharged for half a year.

However, this was just the story of the game.

It was 10 years ago that I did training and operations.

When I was 29 years old like now.

“… It feels like it has been 10 years.”

“Looking at what you say, it sounds like you are thirty-nine, not twenty-nine.”

“Okay, now I’m confused too.”

I looked at the new cigarette and put it in the cigarette pack.

should not be stretched

It was because he was not a man who had been discharged for 10 years, but a 29-year-old young man who was on active duty.

Now I had to run around.