June 1st, 2030

  Baek Hyung-jin was cooking temporarily in the cooking room. They were struggling because the headquarters of the Baekryong Unit had not sent a cook yet. In addition, the headquarters were also looking at them sarcastically because the armed guerrilla had not been caught for several days. "Hey, how's the cooking going? I'm already hungry." Suddenly, Kim Dae-hyun came into the cooking room. Baek Hyung-jin was a little embarrassed, but soon he answered in a curt manner. "It's all working out now. Please wait a little bit, Corporal Kim Dae-hyun." Kim Dae-hyun shrugged and spat out phlegm toward the sink. "You're still an asshole", Baek thought to himself.

  When the food was served, Kim Dae-hyun and his soldiers ate the food that Baek and his soldiers made and threw it into the food waste bin. "Yuck, what is this? Make it right, you guys." Kim Dae-hyun patted Baek on the shoulder. "Don't shrink too much just because I said something nonsense, man, you have to do your job right." Baek shrugged and went out to throw away the food waste. He endured nausea and came out the back door as he saw the food waste filled with plastic bags. He knew where to throw away the food waste.

  Hyung-jin picked the iron door to the mountain behind him with the key and headed toward the mountain. He threw away the food waste bag at the food waste site with the wild boar trap. Then, he witnessed a strange sight. A shadow was visible in the distance from the mountain. Baek Hyung-jin was nervous and stopped moving, wondering if the wild boar was trying to hurt him when it came down here. Then, a civilian wearing a blue shirt appeared in the dark. He was Park Sung-jae, a cook. Baek ran out and looked at Park Sung-jae's body, surprised by his familiar appearance. Fortunately, there was no cut on his body and he was not hurt much. However, he was not wearing glasses as usual, and his face was also damaged. He looked afraid for some reason.

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  Gamamusa looked at Park Sung-jae with a telescope as he entered the interior class surrounded by soldiers. He did his job. Now his next course of action was up to Park Sung-jae. Gamamusa looked at his terminal and watched the tracker planted on Park Sung-jae's body turn out to be a red dot. He kept staring at the tracker until late at night. As the night got deeper, an abnormal signal was soon detected in the tracker. Park Sung-jae started going around the interior team.

  "OK, we're even now, buddy." Gamamusa packed his bag and quietly began to climb up toward the DMZ. After going up north, he took out the South Korean military's bullet-proof cap and K2 gun from his bag, wore it, took out a bag with a black pattern on a green background, disguised his bag as a military bag, and began walking westward along the barbed wire fence of the DMZ. After a long walk, it soon began to brighten up. As he moved away from the front post, he wore Park's lost glasses with a meaningful smile. His face strangely resembled Park Seo-jae when he wore them.

  After a while, some soldiers began to approach from the western direction. They were wearing military uniforms and proceeded to flash forward on their phones. A soldier looked at him with a puzzled eye, and then came up to him and took out a notebook as if interrogating him. "What's your affiliation? You must be well aware that you shouldn't go around alone here. Please give me a military official's name and teach me the secret codes." Gamamusa replied with eagerness as if he had been waiting. "I am Corporal Park Sung-jae the cook. I got lost on my own after being attacked by a wild boar while I was throwing away trash at a front post. Please help me."

  ...

  "..What? You lost your memory?" The platoon leader at the guard post interrogated him with an incredible thought. But he was rambling with a nuance that he had lost his memory and didn't know what he was doing here, and he said that he had come all the way to the guard post after being chased by a wild boar. In addition, he had already been discharged from the military and made the sophistry of civilian status. The platoon leader couldn't stand it.

  "Do you know how long I've been looking for you since you disappeared? I thought an armed guard from the north had kidnapped you, and we were even cooking amongst ourselves, so what? You've been discharged from the military service?" The platoon leader, feeling angry, tried to grab Park by the collar and shake his fist. Then, a sergeant appeared and handed the platoon leader a call. "Senior platoon leader, we have a strange report from the company's headquarters. You should take a look." The platoon leader suppressed his anger and answered the sergeant's phone. However, what he received was shocking. "What? Corporal Park Sung-jae...is over there?"