# 432
The Legend of Return
Chapter 432. My wish is…
‘just a little more! a little bit!’
Dario, the Swiss national team, squeezed his strength all the way to the floor.
I invested an unimaginable amount of time for today.
I placed second by a narrow margin at the World Championships, but I didn’t want to miss the Olympics.
The Korean representatives broke expectations and did a great job.
Until the start, I ignored and mocked them in front of them.
He laughed in front of his colleagues.
There was a sense of superiority that the skills of Asian players were poor.
However, as a result of this match, the prejudice they had was broken.
I tried to draw out all the strength I was sucking on.
I went to a resting place and drank water and came out.
I had to enter the early part of the 37th squad to be able to win a medal.
It was to the point that the inside of my ski suit was dripping with sweat.
He pushed himself to the limit to the extent that he looked like an overface.
Norway’s Hansen, who took first place at the World Championships just before, fell behind after overdoing his spurt.
His appearance as the last runner seemed far away.
I was sure that the glory of victory would not return to him today.
Hansen, like himself, must have failed to control his pace as he was surprised by the Korean players.
“Whoops! Whoops! Woo-wook!”
During that time, there was not a lot of practice.
He inhaled and exhaled regularly, moving forward.
‘At this rate… 30 invitations!’
Dario, who has been to the course countless times, can measure his skills.
The finish line was visible in the distance.
“Waaaaaaaaaa!”
“Dario! Dario! Dario!”
The Swiss crowd cheered.
Along with Dario’s name, his personal record appeared on the billboard.
It was a gold medal if it went on like this.
‘let’s go!’
Chwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Dario runs hard, wringing out the last remaining strength.
wheezing wheezing.
“???”
Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the front.
There was definitely a strong tailwind today, but it was an unexpected encounter with the wind.
Para la la rat.
Dario’s ski suit fluttered in the wind.
It was stronger than I thought.
It was a strong wind that was hard to withstand for the players who were struggling.
“Heo-euk… Huh.”
Dario’s breath was relieved.
His speed noticeably slowed down.
His time recorded on the electronic board also slowed down.
3 minutes and 35 seconds passed.
‘no!!!’
The gold medal that I really wanted to win was over the water.
Still, a silver medal that I can’t give up.
Whirling.
This time, the wind that had been blowing from the front suddenly blew from behind.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The front of the ski grazed the finish line.
“Waaaaaaaaaa!”
“It’s a silver medal! Silver medal!”
The cheering Swiss crowd.
Although they failed to win a gold medal, the Swiss crowd was satisfied with their athlete’s performance.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaa.”
Dario, who takes long breaths and controls his breath.
It was disappointing, but I was satisfied inside.
The crown of glory, which could have been seized had it not been for the strength of the wind, was passed on to the next opportunity.
“Wow! gold medal! gold medal!!!”
In the meantime, the Koreans who were holding their breath burst into cheers.
It was the moment when an unknown Korean rookie skier decorated a page in history.
A smile crept across Dario’s lips.
I was ashamed of myself for laughing at him and ignoring him before leaving.
He approached the Korean players.
“congratulations.”
He congratulated the gold medalist in simple English.
“thank you!”
A Korean player with a big smile.
‘what! Why does that friend look like that?’
The bronze medalist seems to be holding back a laugh next to the gold medal winner.
When Dario’s eyes met, he gave a thumbs up.
And a man who suddenly came closer and whispered in German.
“You eat next time.”
“???”
Dario was dumbfounded and just stared at the man with wide eyes.
***
[It’s a gold medal! gold medal!!! Korean viewers! Today, the proud Daehan’s Geon-ah won her first medal in cross-country skiing history! It is also an unexpected gold medal!!!]
The narrator’s excited, rough voice rang out loudly.
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! gold medal! gold medal!!!”
“Korea horray! hurray!”
“
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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I forgot about the bet.
Everyone was immersed in watching Young-jun Cho, who was skiing with all his might.
At first, I looked at him with a sullen look.
I didn’t even expect it because it was the yard where the commentator hit the candle and started saying that it was not a medal ticket anyway.
However, there was a bet, so I just wanted to check the result.
However, the atmosphere changed as we passed the early start and crossed the middle.
Announcers and commentators shouted loudly.
He started to get excited, saying that he could expect a medal in the 37th minute.
The atmosphere rose and the soldiers held their breath.
And by the time Cho Young-jun crossed the finish line, it was so quiet that you couldn’t even hear his breathing.
Even when Jang Tae-san fell down, he was immersed in a daze and couldn’t come to his senses.
Everyone only looked at Sergeant Kim Hyung-cheol.
It was only when the subtitles appeared on TV that the gold medal was confirmed, that my eyesight disappeared.
drunk on soup
At the moment of winning the gold medal, my heart became hot and I couldn’t stay still.
[I’m so amazing…..]
[Commentator Yang Soo-hyuk. What do you think of today’s gold and bronze medals? You said it was absolutely impossible before the game started.]
[Me? ha ha ha. It didn’t mean that it was absolutely impossible, it meant that it wasn’t easy. First of all, congratulations to Cho Young-jun for winning the gold medal today! An unknown rookie came to the Olympics and won a gold medal! Today will be a turning point in the history of Nordic skiing in Korea!]
Commentator Yang Soo-hyeok smirked, but no one further questioned the medal win news.
“Aw… I thought I was going to die from a heart attack a moment ago.”
“I did too.”
“i envy you. Don’t you have to go to the army?”
“ah! It’s real.”
The soldiers carefully watched Sergeant Kim Hyung-cheol while having a conversation.
Sergeant Kim Hyeong-cheol won the bet alone.
Laid back in the original posture, he was smiling at the Buddha’s bright smile.
“Did you see it?”
A word thrown indifferently.
“Yes… yes!”
“How wonderful! Sergeant!”
“Sergeant Kim has been my idol since the first time I saw him!”
“Praise everyone! A great being!”
A rather exaggerated roar of praise echoed through the barracks.
“Oh Private.”
“yes!”
“cog.”
“Here it is!”
Private Oh handed over the betting ledger to Sergeant Kim Hyeong-cheol.
“Ugh…”
The soldiers trembled as if they had met the Killing Department.
Anticipating Sergeant Kim Hyeong-cheol’s defeat, they risked their entire fortune.
Military barites who belong to the poorest common people (?) among the people of the Republic of Korea.
A single word from Sergeant Kim could have turned him into a beggar.
“Did you see my friend?”
“yes! saw! You are a great astronaut! Sergeant Kim Hyung-cheol, who has a friendship with such a friend, is also an astronaut!”
“An ugly astronaut?”
“Oh no! God! Space god!”
“Similar to Sgt
.
On a long, long winter day, the only gunbari who couldn’t afford to buy a frozen dumpling was a dead gunbari.
“Yeah….. What are you guys going to do with money? All free!”
“Hurray!!!”
“Sergeant Kim Hyung-cheol is my eternal love!”
Cheers erupted once again in the barracks.
“Sergeant Yu!”
“yes! You are the great lord of this barracks.”
“It’s late.”
“yes?”
“Didn’t you treat me as trash, saying that I was going to step down?”
“Oh no! I never did…”
“Guys. Sergeant Yu, get ready in full gear! They said that the outfit would only be one pair of panties. A man never talks twice! If you don’t agree with me, you will get your money back… you know?”
“Yeah!”
“Then do it right away!!!”
“Sheeeeeeeeeee!”
soldiers shouting.
“Aagh! no!!! Corporal Kang! Private Joe!!!”
“I have to live and see!”
“What are you guys doing! Take it off quickly!”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you will never forgive !!!”
Sergeant Yu cried out, but no one agreed.
And on that day, at the snowy parade ground of the headquarters of the 15th Regiment of the 1st Division, the scene of a late-aged sergeant taking the lead was unfolded.
It was the day when the legendary ghost story was born that he went round and round while fully armed, shouting for mental unity in his underwear.
***
“What is the national flag?”
“… I barely got it.”
“Is this it?”
“yes. It was delivered by helicopter from the Vancouver Organizing Committee.”
“cadet. driving me crazy. Who knew this situation would happen…”
“I mean.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.”
Canadian Winter Olympic Organizing Committee staff dispatched to Whistler let out a big sigh.
Just in case, I prepared only one Korean flag.
I’ve never performed at an awards ceremony before, so I was more relaxed.
However, an unexpected incident occurred.
Two Korean cross-country skiers won gold and bronze medals.
Since the award ceremony was immediately followed, I hurriedly contacted the headquarters and received the Korean flag with a military helicopter.
It could have been embarrassing during the live broadcast around the world.
It was almost titled as an Olympic event that does not prepare medals and national flags.
“I need to get it quickly.”
“okay. let’s go.”
The awards ceremony was delayed for a while due to the national flag issue.
I made excuses, but I couldn’t take any more time.
I headed to the awards ceremony with the Korean flag.
The awards ceremony hall is approaching evening.
Volunteers who were preparing put up two Taegeukgi.
“Ask the players to enter.”
“yes!”
IOC members decided to present medals.
The waiting room was quickly contacted.
The awards ceremony had to end before the day was over.
“They are monsters… monsters…”
When all the national flags are hung, the organizing committee manager finally calms down and recalls what happened during the day.
I still couldn’t believe the results.
***
“Congratulations, Daniel.”
“It’s only a bronze medal~.”
“sorry. For ignoring you and your friends.”
“no. If you don’t know, maybe.”
Sophia came to the awards ceremony waiting room with a bouquet of flowers.
The promise to her actually meant little.
Her charm as a woman, who was initially interested in her, disappeared after the night she became a zombie and chased after her.
Sophia, who was running from the front row with Cho Young-jun.
Her drooling and rolling eyes seemed like it would not be erased even in death.
“…I will keep my promise. whatever.”
She has sparkling blue eyes.
A skier appeared today wearing a lot of sweet perfume.
“is it so?”
“Yes…”
Sophia, who was looking forward to something with sparkling eyes.
approached her
Sophia greets her with a smile without flinching.
He put his lips close to her ear.
The smell of the perfume she sprayed was strong.
And…
“My wish is…”
he quietly whispered in her ear.
“Yeah? What do you mean???”
