Chapter 651 – DMZ Class Natural Beauty

It wasn’t just one season that changed as the Ministry of Defense clock ticked by. After the day when Mawang and Se-hee came, my rank went up from Private to Private, and I went on my first vacation after being transferred. And the most changed

-Ah, ah, preaching from the duty room. Please come to the duty room for a driver who is going to visit Private Kang Ji-heon. Propagate again. Please come to the duty room for a driver who is going to visit Private Kang Ji-heon.

It was this.

Udang-tang-tang! Whoops! Wadangtang!

Before the broadcast on the ceiling even ended, the dormitory vibrated like an earthquake. The stomping of the drivers’ feet, trying to find my girlfriends, shook the two-story building.

“What. Are you that pretty?”

Sergeant Son, the officer on duty today, looked at me and asked, at the sound of urgent footsteps. I shyly smiled and nodded as I stood there awkwardly behind the door of the duty room.

“Yes that’s right. It is very pretty.”

“Nevertheless it is. This is too harsh.”

Even after hearing my words, Sergeant Son tilted his head and doubted. Seeing such an officer on duty, Song Byeong-jang, a duty soldier, turned off the broadcasting equipment and said.

“Sir. I’m not going to lie, it’s really pretty. It is not at the level of idols or actors.”

“I must have had plastic surgery.”

“It is not a monster. It is a natural beauty, almost like the great outdoors of Alaska. Hey, that’s right.”

I nodded again at the question of the watchman returning to his seat.

“Yes that’s right. She is a DMZ-level natural beauty.”

“The DMZ is at the forefront. I think it might be dangerous.”

“Hey, I have a picture. Let me show you! How pretty is your girlfriend!”

Sergeant Song urged me toward Hassan Son, who still couldn’t believe it. But contrary to his expectations, I didn’t have a photo.

“Sorry. I left the photo at the dormitory.”

“Okay? Too bad. I could have shown you.”

“Isn’t it like that because it’s Gura? Hey. Be honest. Isn’t that pretty?”

“It is really pretty.”

I said with regret at the never-ending suspicion of Son Ha-nim. Of course, even when I said this, he didn’t believe me and turned the story around.

“I don’t believe you. Oh, but are all the drivers gathered now?”

“Yes, it seems.”

“Uh, then, Hyukchang. You go and pick one and bring it.”

“Do I?”

“Then what do I do? Go ahead and pick The visitors will be waiting for you now.”

“Yes, I understand. Jiheon-ah, you too.”

“Ah, yes!”

Byeongjang Song, who was talking with Hassan Son, took me out into the hallway. When I opened the door and went out, I could see Sang and sergeants standing there to support the driver.

“Uh?”

“Why are there so many?”

As Sergeant Song muttered, there weren’t that many drivers in this battalion. Of the 5-60 people, only 5 were drivers. However, the number of people who came out seemed to be 15 people, even if I roughly counted them.

“Why are you here?”

Byeongjang Song, who looked at them absurdly, pointed at Sangbyeong Han. With his tanned skin, he raised his hand and shouted.

“Yep! I called the driver and came!”

“No, you’re just a mechanic.”

“The society also asked about excavators! A truck like that is no job!”

“Are you crazy?”

Brigadier Song, who was looking at Sangbyeong Han in dismay, soon found someone similar to him.

“Why are you here, Sergeant Choi Yoon-shik? Are you old enough now? You’re not even a driver anymore.”

“Once a driver, always a driver! Please! I want to go!”

“Why are you being polite again? Not to match. Just go in and recuperate, huh? What else are you?”

Two-thirds were non-drivers. Their reasons for coming were varied. Whether you want to check your driver’s license’s driving skills, or you have talent even without a license, or you’re close to me.

“Say something that makes sense.”

Hearing the reason why he came because he was not a driver, Sergeant Song put on a puzzled expression. At the same time, he said while looking at the successors and seniors who were talking about strange reasons.

“Just say that Jiheon wants to see his girlfriend. Not until Gura.”

“Then you’re not going to let me go.”

“I wasn’t going to let you go anyway. In the first place, you want a kid with a cast in his hand to drive. Not even a driver.”

“You have one-handed driving, right?”

“Just those palms.”

Sergeant Song, who was muttering with a sigh, looked at the other personnel besides the corporal in the cast. He was silent as if he was thinking about what to do, then he spoke loudly to everyone.

“Stop playing around! If you are not a driver, just go to the dormitory! If you don’t go, the officer on duty will stab you all!”

It was only after those words echoed through the hallway that the seniors, not the driver, started moving. But they grumbled and did not leave, remaining nearby to see who would be decided.

“Ah, go.”

Brigadier Song, who was muttering half with excitement and half with irritation, looked at the real driver. I followed suit, and without my knowledge, I found the face of the ancestor disease that was not here.

Perhaps he was stuck in his dormitory and was playing on his smartphone. He was fired from his job as a driver because he left me and his visitors at the BX the other day.

… Rather, it became a problem that he left us who were acquainted with One Star. In addition, as the one star brought us directly to the battalion dormitory, the battalion commander heard about it, and he was cut off as a driver.

Anyway, ignoring the guy who was outclassed because of his boasting in the dormitory, Brigadier Song asked the five drivers who had gathered.

“Who wants to go?”

As soon as the words were finished, they each raised their hands and shouted that they had to go. Brigadier Song, who was more senior than those drivers, opened his mouth and ordered them to be quiet.

“Am I not done talking?”

Cooling down like that, he started talking in a rather calm tone.

“You guys are driving? Jiheon, who is more like a younger brother than my real brother?”

Huh? Wait for a sec.

“I can’t. I’d rather go than leave it to you guys.”

Blind Song, who was shaking his head, suddenly began to loosen the watchman’s armband on his shoulder. He held out his armband and looked at the five drivers in front of him.

“Hey. I’ll drive it, you guys watch the watch.”

What he said had to be cursed not only by the five drivers, but also by the other senior officers who were looking around.

“Hey, I’m going for this. I’ll go. Oh, I am so lucky.”

Sgt. As if red flowers had bloomed on her white skin, she asked me while glancing at me with pimples on her face.

“Jiheon. How many visitors are coming?”

“This time, three people are coming.”

“Okay? Aren’t your girlfriend and her sister coming?”

“Yes that’s right. It’s December now, so I’m busy with final exams.”

“Yes. Because it’s December now. Mmmm.”

Sergeant Yoon, who nodded in sympathy, brought up the main topic with a slight smile.

“By the way, are there any solos among the people here this time?”

“Yes?”

“No, just curious. I am asking because I am curious.”

He evaded the corner and drove his car straight ahead. Then, through the open front window, the front door began to approach as it did last time.

“Oh, it’s the front door. But Jiheon.”

Byeongjang Yoon, who was looking at the same scenery as me, threw the question he raised earlier.

“Jiheon-ah, are all three of you coming here women?”

“Yes that’s right.”

“Then, how many solos will there be?”

“Two have boyfriends, and one… I do not know.”

“You don’t know?”

“It seems that there is a sseomnam. My name is Minjun, and he keeps showing interest.”

“No way! What if you’re a guy? It just doesn’t exist! Isn’t it?”

“Yes, there is none. But this keeps bothering me.”

“What bothers you? Do you not like the boy rumors?”

“It is not. It makes a good tee, but they say they don’t do more than that.”

“What are you doing?”

“I just give her a few snacks, and she runs away right away. But it’s not just sweets. They gave me a flower-shaped toy, and the other time I made a toad house out of sand,”

“Huh? Wait, what?”

“Sergeant Yoon Hwa-jin. Shouldn’t it be built now?”

“Uh? Uh uh uh Uh uh.”

Because I was so focused on the story, Byungjang Yoon missed the place where he was supposed to stop. Still, there was no car behind him, so he slowly backed up to the parking space.

“Oh, that’s it.”

Sergeant Yoon stopped the car on the white line and said, turning off the engine.

“Then go now. Hurry. You shouldn’t have waited long.”

“Yep!”

He replied energetically and got out of the truck. Then I ran to the front door as quickly as possible for the ladies who might have been waiting to choose a driver.

After a while, I went out again after completing the visiting process at the building next to the main entrance. I waited for the girls to come out, leaving behind the truck where Yoon Sgt.

After waiting for a few minutes, I was able to see some very happy faces.

“Jiheon. How are you?”

Mina wearing a pink knitwear and jeans under a long black coat,

“Come out quickly! Do you know how long I waited!

Taeyeon, dressed in a black leather jacket and jeans, like a brusque tone,”

“Uncle Heehee!”

And Yena, wearing a cute pink padding, approached me.

“Mr. Hey!”

“Yenayah!”

She leaned down toward Jena, who came running while calling her welcome. I waited with her arms wide open as she was, and she hugged me as if she had waited.

“Mister! Mister!”

As I lifted my arms, Yena casually hugged my neck and talked.

“Uncle, I am there. I missed you so much uncle. I know?”

“Then! Did you want to see the old man too?”

“Really? Hehe!”

“Mister, how much did you miss us Yena, Meok?!”

Widely!

“Did we not want to see you? Didn’t you miss it?”

I was expressing my delight for Yena, when Taeyeon approached and kicked me in the shin. Even Minah, who came alongside her, gave her not-so-good looks.

“Jiheon. Didn’t you want to see us?”

“Oh, no, of course I missed it! Yena, wait a minute.”

“Yes!”

Asking for your understanding, I put Yena down and said with a hurried smile.

“Why didn’t I want to see you guys! Now, come here.”

“Go away.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Rather than Taeyeon, who was not honest, he hugged Minah, who was honest. Only her little watermelon held her tightly in her arms, pressing her breasts against her collarbone. At the same time, the bittersweet scent entering her nose made me laugh.

“I missed you, Jiheon.”

I hugged her tightly to express her delight, and Mina wrapped her arms around my waist, no, her butt,

Casting casting

“?!”

He hurriedly tried to release her from the touch he felt on her hip. Of course, that didn’t mean Mina would let me go easily.

“Oh, wait! Hey!”

“I haven’t fully replenished Jiheon’s energy yet.”

“No, I’m looking at Jena right now, ah, a little!”

Minah let me go only after I had her massage my ass for a while. I glared at her with her blunt face, her desire, her honesty, full of her love, and then I turned my attention to her Taeyeon.

“Oh, hey. Why.”

Knowing why she was looking, Taeyeon widened her eyes. Then, realizing the reason, she hurriedly raised her hands and said.

“Hey. I’m done. Don’t I told you not to,”

Wow!

“Nice to meet you, Taeyeon.”

“… But this bastard.”

I ignored her words of disapproval and forcibly hugged her, but Taeyeon whispered her happy voice into my ear. At the same time, she told me not to come and hugged me with her hand.

“Because you don’t.”

“Then let go.”

“Go away, you asshole. … Hey, stop it. Because I’m happy enough now.”

“Nope.”

I hugged Taeyeon, who was still disingenuous, for a few more seconds before letting go.

Having enjoyed the reunion after such a long time, we started to move places. We chatted briefly as we headed to the truck we were going to be riding in a little while.

“Mister. Mister. Take off your hat.”

“Oh, no, Yena. But Taeyeon. Are you a detective Does the leather jacket look good on you?”

“Only detectives wear leather jackets. I just wear it because it’s pretty.”

“Yes that’s right. Taeyeon, you are very pretty. And Jiheon also looks very, very cool.”

It’s not cool, but it looks delicious… Must be my mistake?

Meanwhile, Sergeant Yun Hwa-jin saw us getting closer and got off the truck. There was a hint of emptiness on his face.