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Title: The Missing Action
Series: 태양의 후예 / Descendants of the Sun
Characters: Seo Daeyoung, Yoo Sijin
Summary: He might as well start writing that report.
A/N: Since some form of timeline would be hinted in this piece, here's a bit of the basic outline I'm basing stuff from. Also added, expansions regarding Uruk.
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The sudden pull of the gravity caused him to wake up with a jerk. Daeyoung took a deep breath to calm himself.
He had been sleeping upright these few days. Because he was busy watching over Sijin.
Despite the fact Sijin was alive, he hasn't woke up yet. He hoped that it was only because Sijin had lost a lot of blood due to the sniper shot. And not because of some other reason.
He cast a short glance to his side and inadvertently gave a jump. Sijin was staring back at him, with a blank expression.
Immediately, he rushed to help Sijin to sit up.
"Can you recognise me?"
Sijin's eyes moved slightly before Daeyoung noticed that the captain was trying to tell him something. Realising how dry his lips was, Daeyoung caught the hint and grabbed the small glass of water that their captors had left for them. He hadn't touched them because he wanted to save it for Sijin. Daeyoung placed the cup to Sijin's lips before his friend started sipping on the water.
"You want something to eat?" he started to ask. Sijin shook his head.
If there was one thing he could have wished at the time, was that none of the militant members would come to check on them and notice that Sijin was awake. But it seemed his wish would not be granted anytime soon as Seo Daeyoung heard the creak of a heavy door opened somewhere...
xxx
After several days in captivity, I came to realise something about our militant captors. While some of the members appeared to consist of Ukrainian defectors, there were also some Russian members. And their reason for keeping the two of us alive was in order to extract military information about the strength of our Combined Force's allies. It was just an assumption at first, but I have a feeling that the militia has suspected that Captain Yoo Sijin was the leader of Alpha Team. Or at least figured out that Captain Yoo was ranked higher, due to the rank patches on our uniform.
During the first few weeks of our detention, the militia constantly interrogated the two of us for the information they wanted. Due to the injuries sustained by Captain Yoo prior to our captivity, he collapsed again after the next two interrogation sessions. The militia decided to divert their attention to me, without much result.
Sijin opened his eyes slightly as Daeyoung tried to get him to eat something.
"Sergeant Seo... you shouldn't... worry about me. When they come... to take you away, run. Leave me..."
He gave Sijin a hard shake before giving him a stern glare. "Stop talking nonsense! I'm not going to leave you here."
Sijin winced as he tried to push Daeyoung's hand away. But he was too weak to even do that.
"I'm just... going to be a burden..."
"You're not!" Sijin's eyes snapped open as Daeyoung raised his voice slightly. "I'm going to help you get out of this. You're gonna regain your strength and we'll get out of here together! I'm going to get you home to see your father and Dr. Kang. So enough of this and eat!"
That, put some sense into Sijin's head. Sijin managed to swallow a few spoonful of food before falling back to unconsciousness. He slowly lowered Sijin down to let him rest. Daeyeong placed a hand on Sijin's forehead and cursed slightly as the fever didn't let down a bit.
xxx
"Let's not write about being beaten up all the time. Let's say we fought back once a week and tried to escape once a month."
"Let's write it as truthfully as we can."
"We have to mix realistic and dramatic elements well."
Daeyoung let out a long sigh before leaning out on his chair, massaging the fatigue out from his aching shoulders. How on earth should he try to add in some extra bits into the report while not making it too obvious that he was making up half of the things that he typed in it?
Because seriously, even if he did somehow manage to write up the report to be as 'thick as a bible'... would there be anyone bothering to read all of them from start to finish? Most of the actual things that happened to them back then were pretty much the same thing after all. Sijin's high fever lasted for about a month and a half or so, and the militia kept trying to wear them out even more with their interrogations for the next two to three months. And during the last few weeks, those separatists seemed to grow much more frustrated that they didn't manage to get anything useful from them after a long time.
Oh, he remembered something that he managed to catch... in between the times he and Sijin were brought in and out from their cell. Somehow, either this militia group or another... had shot down a plane. A commercial aeroplane, in fact. Also, he found out that a military plane was shot down a few days prior to the other plane crash.
He should probably include that in the report as well. But he couldn't remember if he was able to see if the militia group had any hidden military instalments that would be powerful enough to shoot down a plane that was flying above the minimum safe altitude. To think those separatists had something like that in their arsenal, without having some kind of actual military aid from somewhere seemed hard to believe.
Daeyoung thought about that guy with a Spetznaz tattoo, who was amongst the men that took part in their interrogation. Was that man sent by the Russian government, or did he quit and joined the separatist by his own choice? Was the Russian military involved with the militia?
Even then, he couldn't actually attempt to claim something was there for sure. Since these kinds of things could affect the diplomatic relationships of many countries.
"Aaaaah!' he exclaimed before his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Myeongju. Before he could say anything as a greeting, Myeongju's voice cut through his words right away.
"How's it going with your report?"
He sighed.
"I'm feeling the pain of creative writing."
Series: 태양의 후예 / Descendants of the Sun
Characters: Seo Daeyoung, Yoo Sijin
Summary: He might as well start writing that report.
A/N: Since some form of timeline would be hinted in this piece, here's a bit of the basic outline I'm basing stuff from. Also added, expansions regarding Uruk.
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The sudden pull of the gravity caused him to wake up with a jerk. Daeyoung took a deep breath to calm himself.
He had been sleeping upright these few days. Because he was busy watching over Sijin.
Despite the fact Sijin was alive, he hasn't woke up yet. He hoped that it was only because Sijin had lost a lot of blood due to the sniper shot. And not because of some other reason.
He cast a short glance to his side and inadvertently gave a jump. Sijin was staring back at him, with a blank expression.
Immediately, he rushed to help Sijin to sit up.
"Can you recognise me?"
Sijin's eyes moved slightly before Daeyoung noticed that the captain was trying to tell him something. Realising how dry his lips was, Daeyoung caught the hint and grabbed the small glass of water that their captors had left for them. He hadn't touched them because he wanted to save it for Sijin. Daeyoung placed the cup to Sijin's lips before his friend started sipping on the water.
"You want something to eat?" he started to ask. Sijin shook his head.
If there was one thing he could have wished at the time, was that none of the militant members would come to check on them and notice that Sijin was awake. But it seemed his wish would not be granted anytime soon as Seo Daeyoung heard the creak of a heavy door opened somewhere...
xxx
After several days in captivity, I came to realise something about our militant captors. While some of the members appeared to consist of Ukrainian defectors, there were also some Russian members. And their reason for keeping the two of us alive was in order to extract military information about the strength of our Combined Force's allies. It was just an assumption at first, but I have a feeling that the militia has suspected that Captain Yoo Sijin was the leader of Alpha Team. Or at least figured out that Captain Yoo was ranked higher, due to the rank patches on our uniform.
During the first few weeks of our detention, the militia constantly interrogated the two of us for the information they wanted. Due to the injuries sustained by Captain Yoo prior to our captivity, he collapsed again after the next two interrogation sessions. The militia decided to divert their attention to me, without much result.
Sijin opened his eyes slightly as Daeyoung tried to get him to eat something.
"Sergeant Seo... you shouldn't... worry about me. When they come... to take you away, run. Leave me..."
He gave Sijin a hard shake before giving him a stern glare. "Stop talking nonsense! I'm not going to leave you here."
Sijin winced as he tried to push Daeyoung's hand away. But he was too weak to even do that.
"I'm just... going to be a burden..."
"You're not!" Sijin's eyes snapped open as Daeyoung raised his voice slightly. "I'm going to help you get out of this. You're gonna regain your strength and we'll get out of here together! I'm going to get you home to see your father and Dr. Kang. So enough of this and eat!"
That, put some sense into Sijin's head. Sijin managed to swallow a few spoonful of food before falling back to unconsciousness. He slowly lowered Sijin down to let him rest. Daeyeong placed a hand on Sijin's forehead and cursed slightly as the fever didn't let down a bit.
xxx
"Let's not write about being beaten up all the time. Let's say we fought back once a week and tried to escape once a month."
"Let's write it as truthfully as we can."
"We have to mix realistic and dramatic elements well."
Daeyoung let out a long sigh before leaning out on his chair, massaging the fatigue out from his aching shoulders. How on earth should he try to add in some extra bits into the report while not making it too obvious that he was making up half of the things that he typed in it?
Because seriously, even if he did somehow manage to write up the report to be as 'thick as a bible'... would there be anyone bothering to read all of them from start to finish? Most of the actual things that happened to them back then were pretty much the same thing after all. Sijin's high fever lasted for about a month and a half or so, and the militia kept trying to wear them out even more with their interrogations for the next two to three months. And during the last few weeks, those separatists seemed to grow much more frustrated that they didn't manage to get anything useful from them after a long time.
Oh, he remembered something that he managed to catch... in between the times he and Sijin were brought in and out from their cell. Somehow, either this militia group or another... had shot down a plane. A commercial aeroplane, in fact. Also, he found out that a military plane was shot down a few days prior to the other plane crash.
He should probably include that in the report as well. But he couldn't remember if he was able to see if the militia group had any hidden military instalments that would be powerful enough to shoot down a plane that was flying above the minimum safe altitude. To think those separatists had something like that in their arsenal, without having some kind of actual military aid from somewhere seemed hard to believe.
Daeyoung thought about that guy with a Spetznaz tattoo, who was amongst the men that took part in their interrogation. Was that man sent by the Russian government, or did he quit and joined the separatist by his own choice? Was the Russian military involved with the militia?
Even then, he couldn't actually attempt to claim something was there for sure. Since these kinds of things could affect the diplomatic relationships of many countries.
"Aaaaah!' he exclaimed before his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Myeongju. Before he could say anything as a greeting, Myeongju's voice cut through his words right away.
"How's it going with your report?"
He sighed.
"I'm feeling the pain of creative writing."
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