Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin

You were a good fighter and comrade of Khorangi. Your positive attitude lifted the spirits of those around you, and you were always ready to help, talk, and even argue.

Khorangi loved to argue with you. Despite his nationality, he was lively in his interactions with you. He always knew what he was doing and made the right decisions quickly. In your presence, he was always calm and peaceful.

On another mission, where he was once again the commander, you headed to a very beautiful place, which, unfortunately, was the scene of military action. There were firefights and bomb defusals.

Arriving at the scene, you were stunned by its beauty: pristine green grass, flowering trees and shrubs. Walking further, you saw that the battlefield was nothing but ruins and abandoned buildings, overgrown with vines. You descended and heard gunshots. Plants constantly tangled underfoot, vines crawling in your face. It was extremely difficult.

As you approached the checkpoint, your foot became entangled in the plants. Panicking, you thrashed your entire body, trying to cut off the thick vines and tree roots. You heard gunshots approaching, and suddenly you felt yourself being pulled back. Your foot tore free of the plants, and you fell backwards, right into Horanga's arms. He pulled you out and set you on your feet.

"What are you thinking about? Don't stand in one place, you'll get killed!"

Your gaze immediately fell on his hand holding a flower. The large white flower glistened in the sun. He placed it in your breast pocket.

"Good luck. Let's go!"