Newtopia (뉴토피아)

What the hell do you think you're doing, Private?

- Private Park Yun-- - Private!

- Speak up, Private! - Private!

- Private! - Private Park Yun-seung.

Rookie. Are you nervous?

Do you see that guy who's about to go home?

He was stuck here for a year and a half,

and he's going home at last.

Are you jealous?

- No, sir. - Come on. Be honest.

Yes, sir. I'm jealous, sir.

I'm jealous too, damn it.

I feel bad for you.

You will never get to experience being discharged from the army.

Because the world will end before that happens.

Isn't that right, Sergeant Lee Jae-yoon?

Darn it!

I saw that civilian smile.

I'm so fucking jealous.

Salute!

Salute.

As of today, June 18, 2026,

I, Sergeant Lee Jae-yoon, am officially discharged from duty!

Salute!

Salute.

- You did well, Jae-yoon. - Thank you, sir!

Best of luck in your future endeavors.

Thank you, sir!

Goodbye, then.

See ya!

That punk.

Young-joo!

Young-joo.

Young-joo.

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

Young-joo!

1ST PLATOON LEE JAE-YOON

Salute.

- Keep it down. You'll wake the others. - Yes, sir.

- Wake In-ho and prepare for duty. - Yes, sir.

It's coming.

It's headed this way, sir.

In-ho.

Wake up. It's our shift.

Looks like a single US F-100.

Subtle retreat at wing roots.

- Blunt nose, like a sausage-- - In-ho.

The nose is circular. A circular engine.

Beware of circular hair loss.

What did you say?

Thousands of bombers are heading toward us.

I think he can hear us.

Yes, sir.

How close are they?

They're under our noses.

Watch out. They will crash.

Watch out! They're headed straight for us!

Corporal Ra In-ho!

When did you become a corporal?

I don't follow, sir.

Oh, right. I'm not a corporal yet.

Private Ra In-ho!

This guy's a total washout.

Get ready to stand guard.

- Yes, sir! - Yes, sir.

MY DARLING YOUNG-JOO

SWEET JAE-YOON

What?

Answer your phone.

Tell him if he calls at this hour again,

I won't let you date him anymore.

Hello?

- Hello? - What is going on?

Hi, Jae-yoon. What's up?

"What's up"?

- That's what you have to say? - Yes.

Young-joo.

Getting drunk is one thing.

But I couldn't get a hold of you for hours,

and then some random guy picked up your phone.

So, what the hell is going on?

I think you talked to my manager.

He brought me home because I was drunk.

- A guy brought you home? - Yes.

You got hammered and let some guy take you...

Kang Young-joo, do you not think of me at all?

I'm always thinking of you.

I'm sorry.

But Jae-yoon, it's...

It's 3 a.m. right now.

Even if I'm terribly in the wrong,

calling and waking me up at this time of night isn't right either.

I couldn't sleep a wink because I was worried sick about you.

Okay, fine.

I'm sorry for not picking up or messaging you.

I'll explain everything tomorrow morning...

Hello?

Hello?

What happened?

Hello? Young-joo.

Hello?

Young-joo? Hello?

What the heck?

I won't let it slide this time.

What is she thinking?

My thoughts exactly.

- Salute. - I can't let this slide, either.

Look at him for fuck's sake.

What should I do with you two?

I finished my meal, sir.

Salute.

Salute.

May 2nd, 2025.

First Platoon morning roll call.

Of the nine members, two are on duty.

The remaining seven are present.

Report complete.

- At ease. - At ease.

At ease.

The CO canceled today's national pledge and training.

It's easy to tense up and strain your muscles in this cold.

So, don't stay indoors and watch TV all day.

Do some basic exercise to keep fit. That's all.

- Salute. - Salute!

Salute.

Who is that dozing off?

Is this the best you can do?

- No, sir! - No, sir!

You're in your prime. Act like it!

- Squad commander. - Yes, sir.

Have them do 50 laps around the training ground.

Are you complaining?

You punks.

Do you want to do 80 laps?

- No, sir! - No, sir!

Let's make it 67 laps.

Get to it.

- Get to it. - Yes, sir!

There are fewer than ten of you, and you can't run in sync?

Fall into step!

Left.

Left.

- One, two... - Sixty-five laps to go!

Three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- One, two, three, four. - Sync up!

March in time!

- One, two, three... - One, two, three...

SWEET JAE-YOON

Kang Young-joo. Wait up.

Hi. We're late. Let's run.

EXIT

ENTRANCE

- Young-joo. - Hello.

- You just got here? - Yes.

- Hello. - Long time no see, Seul-gi.

How's work so far?

I'm settling in really fast, thanks to your help.

I owe you.

You've been saying that

since you joined a month ago.

Put your money where your mouth is and buy me tteokbokki, at least.

I could buy you a hundred servings of tteokbokki.

Really? How about today, then?

Today?

Today...

It's okay if you're busy.

Next week's fine too.

The doors are closing.

SWEET JAE-YOON

MY DARLING YOUNG-JOO

The person you are trying to reach is unavailable.

Please try again later.

Seriously?

Air defense emergency.

Gear up and assemble in five minutes.

An emergency this early in the day?

Why?

Salute!

This way, sir.

We'll begin, sir.

Proceed.

One Mi-4 approaching the base at 8 o'clock, 7 klicks out.

Approval given to fire at target and shoot it down.

One Mi-4 approaching at 8 o'clock, 7 klicks out.

Approval given to fire at target and shoot it down!

Signal Unit. Lift the receiver.

Press the red button. Standby three seconds.

Air defense emergency.

One Mi-4 approaching at 8 o'clock, 7 klicks out.

Approval given to fire at target and shoot it down.

Air defense emergency.

One Mi-4 approaching at 8 o'clock, 7 klicks out.

Approval given to fire at target and shoot it down.