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Jungkook’s POV: Mission 1 – Minefield Patrol, DMZ, Spring 2005
The DMZ is a graveyard, its silence a lie hiding death in the dirt. Dawn bleeds gray, the air sharp with frost and fear, stinging the lungs of soldiers who are moving in minus degree to minefield to dismantle those mines that will kill so many innocent.. as jungkook lead his squad through a minefield
jungkook is 25, an orphan forged in Busan’s alleys, his boots crunching ice, his rifle a cold weight. Yoongi’s behind him, his breath a foggy curse, but jungkook's eyes are locked on the ground, catching every shadow, every wrong pebble. Smugglers are slipping through, their guns a spark for war, and jungkook is here to snuff it out
Yoongi muttering, and his teeth chattering
Min Yoongi
Kook, this cold’s gonna kill me before the mines do. Path clear?
jungkook's voice was low, steady
Jeon Jungkook
Clear if you shut up, Watch the dirt, not your nose
the squad’s steps echo mine, their trust is a weight heavier than his gear. jungkook is literally their shield, their way out, and he will be damned if he fails. A glint stops jungkook's cold metal, buried, a mine’s cruel grin. jungkook's heart slams, but his hands are stone, raising a fist to halt the squad. Private Lee’s eyes are wide, a kid too young for this hell
Lee: Lieutenant… that’s a mine, isn’t it? We’re dead, aren’t we?
Jeon Jungkook
No.. Not today, Lee. Stay put. I’m handling it
jungkook drop to his knees, knife probing the soil, sweat stinging his sharp eyes. The mine’s live, a heartbeat from oblivion, and his mind screams
Jeon Jungkook
One slip, and they’re gone
Jeon Jungkook
I’m an orphan, no one to mourn me, but these men they’ve got families, dreams. I can’t fail them
jungkook's fingers tremble, but his breathe, slow, disarming the wires, each cut a prayer. It’s done, the mine dead, and jungkook stand, his voice a blade
Jeon Jungkook
Move up. Slow. We’re not done
They creep forward, ghosts in the mist, and spot the smugglers three men, rifles glinting, eyes darting. They’re cornered, but dangerous, and Jungkook stepped into the open, rifle raised, his life a gamble to end this without blood
Jeon Jungkook
Drop the guns. Walk away, or you don’t walk
Jungkook's voice so deep and hoarse...
One lunge, a blade flashing, and jungkook is on him, twisting his arm, jungkook's body exposed. A shot grazes his shoulder, pain searing, but jungkook slam him down, his knife skittering. Yoongi’s got the others, his shout a lifeline
Min Yoongi
Kook, you crazy bastard! You okay?
jungkook nod, blood trickling, his chest heaving. The smugglers are bound, the mission done, but jungkook's heart’s still racing, the weight of their lives his squad, the villages beyond crushing him
he stood up like nothing happened to him.. He removed his shirt and tied his shoulder tightly as to stop the blood flowing..
Jeon Jungkook
*I’m Jungkook, no roots, all fight, risking everything to keep the world whole safe.. that's my responsibility as a soldier*
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