I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 11

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Episode 11

“Ugh! Sand.”

Ion, who was performing the movement beside me, moved his arms while shedding tears.

“Candidate! If you want to give up, drop out!”

The moment Ion tried to remove the sand from his eyes, the assistant instructor rushed over and let out a roar.

“No sir!”

“Then why are you just standing there?! Do you think the enemy will wait for you!”

‘He could at least remove some sand from his eyes. What a demon.’

No, he’s not like a demon.

He’s just a demon.

“I’m sorry!”

In the end, Ion performed the crawling movement without being able to remove the sand.

The assistant instructor yelled at him a few more times at that sight, then suddenly turned his head and looked down at me.

“Can’t you move faster!”

‘What the hell, why is he suddenly going crazy.’

I was matching the pace with the person in front, so this was completely unfair.

“I’m sorry!”

“Move quickly and accurately. Who told you to use your feet!!!”

The moment I tried to use my feet in my urgency.

A roar immediately burst in.

‘Damn, how am I supposed to go faster than this.’

My elbows were already torn up from performing the movements multiple times.

I was in a state where it wouldn’t be strange if I lost strength right now.

The speed I was maintaining now was already at a miraculous level.

“If you use your feet one more time, I’ll process you as a dropout!”

“Ugh!”

At those words that were like a death sentence, I gritted my teeth and put strength into my arms.

‘Why are you doing this to me!’

It wouldn’t be unfair if I wasn’t performing well.

I was doing as well as everyone else, so why the hell was he acting like this.

“Didn’t you hear this assistant instructor tell you to do it properly!”

‘I am doing it properly, you bastard!’

While enduring this insane level of unfair treatment, I moved while gritting my teeth, not even noticing my elbows getting scraped.

Like that for 10 minutes.

Finally, the assistant instructor stopped targeting me and disappeared somewhere.

‘He’s finally leaving.’

He had only yelled at others a few times before moving on, so this couldn’t be more unfair.

‘Could he possibly have a grudge against my father.’

Since we also owned a trading company, there could easily be people who held grudges.

“Ugh.”

Once the targeting stopped and I had some breathing room, pain rushed in from my elbows.

‘They must be scraped.’

My military uniform was slightly damp.

Thinking it was blood rather than sweat made it quite dizzying.

But do you know what’s even scarier?

This damn training had only been going on for an hour so far.

“Even using your feet, why is your speed slower than before! Everyone drop and give me push-ups!”

After crawling like crazy with the narrow crawl, we immediately moved to the second movement, the wide crawl.

Since I was already exhausted to the limit, being able to use my feet didn’t change anything.

“One, movement! Two, quickly! One!”

“Move…movement!!”

“Louder! Two!!!”

“Quickly!!!!!”

Even Derick with his iron stamina seemed to be struggling as he was sweating profusely.

‘Please end this soon, you crazy bastards.’

This wasn’t training.

It was torture.

“Candidate! Why aren’t you moving! Are you giving up!”

Krushel collapsed while lowering his body during the punishment exercise and couldn’t get up.

“I…I give up.”

The first declaration of surrender from our dormitory room.

Ion quickly turned his head.

“Hyung, no. You can do more.”

“Sorry, I really can’t do anymore. Cough!”

He was so out of breath that it was hard for him to speak.

Anyone could see he was at his limit.

“Candidates who drop out move to the side. Go there and be ashamed of yourself for giving up and resting alone. Understood.”

“I’m…I’m sorry!”

After Krushel gathered his last bit of strength to shout, he moved to where the dropouts were gathered.

‘When did so many people drop out.’

I had been too busy rolling around to check the dropouts, but looking now, there were almost a hundred people.

‘At this rate.’

“Hehe.”

Ion, who had checked the dropouts just like me, made an unpleasant laughing sound.

‘Scary guy, he’s definitely laughing because it means he’s beaten that many people, right?’

I’m really glad we’re in the same dormitory room, on the same side.

“Are you cadets tired!”

“No sir!!”

“Then why are your voices so quiet!!! Should this instructor interpret this as you wanting to receive discipline training!”

“No sir!!!!”

Voice obsession maniac.

I guarantee that bastard would break up with a woman if her voice was too quiet.

“From now on, we’ll do exactly as many more as the number of dropouts. Dropouts, form four columns!”

At the instructor’s unexpected statement, the candidates who had dropped out hesitantly got up from their spots.

“Can’t you move quickly!”

Only then did the dropouts form four columns at the instructor’s roar.

The instructor looked at them and frowned as if displeased.

“Count off from the back.”

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

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.

Numbers going up endlessly.

Thinking that we had to do that number multiplied by four more made my elbows tremble.

“Twenty-seven!”

“Twenty-eight!”

“Twenty-nine! Count off complete! Sir!”

I thought it would be less than a hundred, but the number that came out was far higher than I had expected.

“116 people. This instructor has really received many classes, but this is the first time for a three-digit number.”

I think it’s probably their first time too.

‘Even I can do this after just a week of working out.’

Well, I understand.

When would these nobles have ever pushed their bodies to the limit or endured pain?

It’s a bad habit created by the easy life they’ve lived so far.

“The cadets who fell behind will each take turns calling out commands. 1st row, 5th position cadet.”

“Ca…Candidate Descent!”

“The candidate will begin calling commands. Cadets will perform low crawls following the commands of the fallen cadets here. Begin!”

The instructor said this and glared at Descent.

“What are you waiting for? Did you not understand the instructor’s words?”

“N…No sir!”

“Then are you ignoring the instructor’s words?!”

“N…No sir!!!”

“Then hurry up and start. The candidate is making his comrades lie on the cold ground right now.”

At the instructor’s pressing words, Descent squeezed his eyes shut and opened his mouth.

“O…One!”

At Descent’s command, the cadets including myself moved our bodies.

“Repeat the command!!!”

Since it wasn’t the instructor’s words, we just moved our bodies, but immediately came the roar.

‘It seems like he’s just doing this to humiliate us.’

If I imagined myself standing there, I think I would have been so dizzy I couldn’t even breathe.

“T…Two!”

“Two!!!!”

Pain followed every time we moved our tattered arms to the commands.

I had bitten my lips so hard repeatedly that I could taste blood.

‘He’s… kind of hateful.’

Since I’m not a saint but an ordinary human, it was inevitable to feel this way.

“Twenty… twenty-one!”

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“Forty-three!”

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“One hundred sixteen.”

Perhaps because we knew this would be the end.

Not a single additional dropout occurred until the final command.

“All cadets, stand up.”

Finally, the training was over.

After a really long time, I stepped on the ground with my soles and brushed off the sand from my clothes.

“Ugh.”

As I patted with my hands, my knees must have been scraped badly too, as my clothes were stuck to my skin.

‘If I had at least worn socks, it wouldn’t have been this bad.’

I can’t help but hate the instructor who suddenly changed the training schedule.

“The fallen cadets may return to formation.”

At the instructor’s words, the cadets returned like criminals, unable to even lift their heads.

‘What crime did they commit?’

They just gave up because it was hard, but the instructor forcibly created guilt and pinned it on them.

‘What a bastard.’

This is why I hate the military.

“Guys… sorry. Because of me.”

Krushel returned with a dejected expression and bowed his head.

“Hyung, it’s okay. We just did a little more of what we’ve done hundreds of times. What’s the difference?”

“That’s right. And falling behind isn’t even wrong, so don’t worry about it.”

Derick, who was in the best condition, and I, who was next to him, comforted Krushel.

“Thank you for thinking that way.”

Only then did Krushel’s expression return a little.

‘Our hyung is really a good person.’

He apologized first, and for a noble, he has excellent character.

“This individual combat training will conclude here. Since it’s an essential skill for survival, practice it consistently.”

‘Yeah, absolutely not.’

Would I be crazy enough to do this one more time?

Since I’ve done it twice, there definitely won’t be a third time even if I die.

“Then due to time constraints, we’ll move directly to the dining hall.”

I wanted to wash up and eat comfortably, but such consideration didn’t exist in the training camp.

‘Should I be grateful they’re feeding us?’

The moment I shook my head and entered the dining hall.

I couldn’t help but be amazed.

Sizzle!

Meat grilling on the grill and various foods in containers.

It was already delicious normally, but today, how should I put it.

It looked like they had really gone all out.

“Awesome!”

“What the heck is all this?”

Every single one of my roommates who saw the food drooled as they picked up their plates.

‘There definitely wasn’t additional training this afternoon, right?’

That means it’s okay to binge eat.

Chomp!

I grabbed the bone of the meat, specifically the rib section, with my hands and tore into it savagely.

‘This is crazy. Crazy.’

The flowing juices and tender meat.

If heaven exists, it would be right here, right now.

“They must have prepared this because we had tough training today.”

Ion, who was eating meat, offered a cool analysis.

‘Individual combat training is definitely tough.’

It’s the 5th day since entering the training camp.

I can say with confidence.

Today’s training, or more precisely the training we just finished, was the hardest.

“My knees and elbows are all scraped up, can we call a physician?”

As expected of noble hyungs.

They had a different way of thinking – calling a physician instead of going to see one.

“We could ask after eating. A unit this size definitely has at least a small hospital, so they’ll do something.”

At my words, Ion and the other roommates nodded.

‘Nothing is more pitiful than being sick in the military.’

They give you peanuts for pay and don’t even treat you properly when you’re injured.

When you try to go to a hospital outside, the officers give you dirty looks because it’s bothersome.

‘What a shitty place.’

Just thinking about it brings disgust and anger.

“Ugh, I’m full. I can’t eat anymore.”

“I think I overate too much. Hyungs, will we be able to fight off food coma later?”

“If we pinch each other’s sides when we’re about to fall asleep, we should be able to endure it somehow.”

Currently, sleeping during lectures is the number one reason for point deductions, so we need to be very careful.

“Shall we get up now that we’re all done eating?”

After confirming that all the plates were empty, I passed through the dish return area and stood in front of the dining hall exit.

“Candidate, what’s wrong with you right now.”

One candidate who had left the dining hall first and was heading to the barracks got caught by an assistant instructor.

“Uh… uhh.”

The candidate, who didn’t know what he had done wrong, could only trail off his words.

But I had seen it.

His loosely untied combat boot laces.

“Look down.”

“I’m… I’m sorry!”

As soon as he lowered his head at the assistant instructor’s words, the candidate who confirmed what was wrong bit his lips tightly.

“You won’t complain about the point deduction, right? Fix your uniform properly and then return to the barracks.”

“Yes…!”

He despaired at the mention of point deduction, but what could he do.

He got caught for improper uniform.

“Let’s each check ourselves.”

“Paran hyung, your sleeve.”

“Oh, thanks.”

Before going outside, we looked over each other’s uniforms and fixed any problems.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“Please let there be no problems.”

After finishing our preparations, we left the dining hall and walked the path toward the barracks.

And there was an assistant instructor standing right in the middle of the path.

As soon as he made eye contact with us approaching, he scanned our uniforms.

“Hmm.”

The assistant instructor said nothing.

Ion and Krushel, who were walking in front, safely passed by the assistant instructor.

Next was me.

The assistant instructor’s and my eyes met in midair.

“Candidate.”

Since it had been quiet, I thought I could pass without problems, but the assistant instructor called me to a stop.

‘Damn it!’

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