[In-It] The insider situation of a hunter

I'm looking for him in the middle of a dense bamboo forest that doesn't allow even a single wind.

One last shot I can use.

I have to walk all of me on this one foot.

It's not bothersome to slip on the trigger with sweat from your hands.

Now mistakes are no longer acceptable.

Will he fall even if he hits this last step?

I'm not sure about that either.

He has already been hit by both feet and is standing.

He never gave me a back.

Looking at me with those fearless gazes is not forgotten in my mind.

I'm chasing, but I feel like I'm being chased.

"Here! Here!"

I heard a friend's voice over the hill of the forest.

"Wait!! I'm going now!"

My two legs already seemed to be not part of my body.

I went around this rugged forest hill many times and my body was exhausted.

But the mind is clearer than his eyes.

With his left hand, he made a path through the rough bamboo forest and proceeded.

The thin bamboos grew densely and did not easily give way to humans.

Nature seemed to be on the side of the guy who became a part of nature.

I reached the place where my coworker's voice stopped.

Even when I looked around, I couldn't see any trace of him.

I looked at the place where I took one step, one step.

I could see his footprints next to my footprints.

It is certainly there to see that there is a narrow path through a grove that looks like a nest over there.

A finger that had never left the trigger trembled.

Holding the muzzle with his left hand, he relaxed his hand by clasping and opening his right hand.

You will see him soon.

He put his muzzle through the groves and took a knee-sitting position.

I fixed my right eye on the aimer, and my gaze shifted to that secret mass.

I felt a rough inhalation.

I could see his hind legs crouching as if he was tired.

The black, stiff legs had cuts on bamboo leaves.

You can't waste one last shot.

I have to aim at that guy's neck.

Moved the muzzle aside and aimed at the neck with the aimer.

For four years as a special warrior, he learned shooting skills while being met by his seniors.

We finally realize that it was the time of patience for now.

Hold your breath and feel the wind.

At this moment, my right eye and two index fingers of my right hand are everything in my body.

As soon as the wind stops, the world soon stops.

Birds frightened by the

"bang"

gunshot hurriedly left the bamboo forest.

The anesthetic gun syringe I shot was stuck in the place he left.

In the end, God raised the hand of nature.

Humans return to the place of solemn training again.

"No, that's almost a wild pig, a wild pig. I'm going to go home and eat sweet potatoes in the field for two months and I can't live with it. Firefighters come here and have some bacchus."

The reporter's woman complained by handing Bacchus to us sitting around the tomb in the middle of the hill.

"I'll eat well. Oh, it's hard. This isn't a pig, it's Norune Noru."

"But what can I do because I can't catch this.. I can eat lunch at a restaurant next to me

.

"

"No. We have a meal ready at the fire station, so we have to go. Eat later and go out again."

There was only an awkward conversation with the reporter's aunt who ran out of anesthetics and couldn't catch a pig.

Everyone looked at me as if to change the atmosphere.

"But where was the captain?"

"Where did you come from?"

"No, brother! Brother, why not take the radio? Radio took it not? The answer is also no sound renovate and"

the torch to my very motivated.

"Huh? Uh.. I left the radio."

I said.

"What on earth did you do on your own?"

"You worked! So, would I have to drink coffee in this outfit? Look, I have my knees broken right now. I think you’re a nasty kid who talks to people who have split knees! When I was in Australia, I was right at a crocodile farm, but I said, "What does it have to do with a crocodile and a pig? Hey, I'm scared of pigs too. Snake disgusting. If you're feeling stuffy, you shoot an anesthetic gun.

I was a little sorry for the motive who was frustrated that I couldn't contact you even though I couldn't catch it even though I ran out of breath.

In fact, it was Hwageun that the movie I watched last night was'Daeho'.

I couldn't see the last scene and fell asleep, but it seems that actor Choi Min-sik's spirit penetrated during my sleep.

What is that...

It's the spiritual sympathy of lonely hunters.

Thanks to you, I visited the Jordan River.

When I was in Africa, I dreamed of the UN, but I couldn't even imagine living the life of a hunter like this.

When I see myself like this, I feel like I don't know the future of real people.

At that time, I really seriously dreamed of a beautiful world.

I don't have anything, but since I studied and lived in a better environment than Africa, I thought that sharing these would be fair.

Just as water flows from top to bottom, I wondered if humanity's homework would not be erased until it flows to a barren land, whether it be capital or education.

Then it was my belief that it would become a world that smiles a little more.

Before I checked my beliefs with my own eyes, I realized that the homework of the three major readers of the Choi family was much more serious and serious than the homework of humanity.

People around me see me, who hasn't been married for over mid-30s, and they keep saying that it's okay because I'm unmarried or not ashamed.

I just haven't done it yet.

When I returned to Korea, I couldn't perform the Geum Eui-Hwanhyang performance to my mother, but since I got a job in Korea and settled in Namwon, I will try to solve it one by one.

Fortunately, though, I found a job.

I live with the feeling that it is rewarding to think that I can solve the problems of citizens one by one with my ability.

If it wasn't the beautiful world I dreamed of in my twenties, but if it helped to a safe world, I would comfort myself.

Whether it's a person or an animal, they're leaving the house because of their own circumstances, but I don't know why it's so hard to enter the house again.

There is an old saying that when you leave the house, you have a hard time, but when you think about the events in the past, it seems more correct to say that everyone (runners, catchers) suffers when they leave the house.

If you ever see firefighters running around with an anesthetic gun trying to catch an animal that may or may not be picked up, please say a word that you will suffer.

They are all people with stories and circumstances.

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