I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 51

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Episode 51

 

“Ugh.”

 

“Hyung, are you okay?”

 

After finishing the first sparring match and taking a break, Derick approached me, his entire body drenched in sweat.

 

“I’m not okay.”

 

“But it’s fun, isn’t it? When you use your body properly like this, your mind becomes clearer too.”

 

His brain structure is definitely very different from mine.

 

‘It’s not that my mind becomes clearer, it feels like I’m just becoming stupid.’

 

Every time I push my body beyond its limits, my brain cells are definitely burning away.

 

“Sigh, more importantly, can’t you just exclude me? Even if the company commander gave permission, everyone feels uncomfortable training with an outsider.”

 

Does it make sense for me, a catering company commander, to be training with the Special Forces Battalion?

 

This is like a liberal arts student who’s dead last in the entire school attending classes in Seoul National University’s mechanical engineering department.

 

“All the company members like you, hyung, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

 

“That’s exactly it – they’re all just pretending to like me, but their real thoughts are probably different.”

 

“I wouldn’t know about other people, but hyung, you’re the person who created french fries.”

 

“What does that have to do with this?”

 

“French fries are currently the most popular snack in the company. I guarantee there isn’t a single person in the battalion who dislikes you, hyung.”

 

‘Damn, this is how the snowball effect works?’

 

This military life seems to roll into the worst possible situation every time I touch anything.

 

“Lieutenant, how are you holding up?”

 

Just when I was desperately thinking about wanting to escape, Lieutenant Garen, who dragged me into this hell, approached.

 

“Thanks to your consideration, I’m enjoying the training!”

 

A lie that came out almost mechanically.

 

You might ask why I don’t say it’s difficult, but this is the military.

 

‘And since all the justification is for my benefit, if I say I don’t like it, I’ll be buried alive. Buried alive.’

 

Here, Special Forces training is presented as a precious experience that you can’t get even if you want it.

 

In South Korean terms, it’s like giving pilot training to someone who didn’t even graduate from the Air Force Academy.

 

“Haha, what’s there to be so grateful for? Someone with the Lieutenant’s level of talent shouldn’t be rotting away in the catering company.”

 

‘No. No. That’s not talent, it’s the effect of drugs.’

 

He’s completely misunderstanding the situation.

 

I can’t even figure out where to start explaining.

 

“Absolutely not.”

 

“Don’t be so modest. The dining hall has stabilized to some extent now, right? I see the Oclo Guild is helping out a lot.”

 

“Yes… that’s true.”

 

Surprisingly, my brother Tems Oclo has been working very diligently, so things run well even without me.

 

“Then let’s have you transfer to our side next month. I’ll put in a personnel request.”

 

“Pardon…?”

 

“There’s no place with better people and atmosphere than ours. And you shouldn’t let your talent go to waste.”

 

What talent am I supposedly wasting when I’m performing better than anyone else in the catering company?

 

My dull mind couldn’t understand it.

 

“I’d like that too, but personnel transfers aren’t something that happens according to my wishes, are they?”

 

“I’ll handle that part, so don’t worry and just prepare yourself.”

 

Judging by his voice and expression, he was serious.

 

‘Who would have thought the day would come when I’d be grateful to belong to Intelligence Command.’

 

Even if he requests a personnel transfer, the higher-ups will definitely cut it off.

 

“Understood.”

 

“I knew you’d accept. Who’s your next sparring partner?”

 

“It’s me! Company Commander.”

 

Before I could even answer, Derick raised his hand and shouted.

 

“Perfect timing. Your lower defense isn’t working, so focus on targeting that area.”

 

“Yes sir!”

 

A resolute voice as if he was going off to war.

 

It looks like I’m going to get thoroughly beaten today…

 

“Company Commander!!!”

 

When the break time ended and we were about to return to hell, an officer from administration came running, calling for the company commander.

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

“Huff…! Huff…! The Battalion Commander’s orders are to stop all training and come to the conference room immediately.”

 

“Even stopping training?”

 

Usually when they call you, they just call you – there’s no case where they stop training too.

 

‘This feels ominous.’

 

Still, I can rest for now, so it’s good news in the short term.

 

“I don’t know that much either… But judging by the atmosphere, it seems like that thing has happened.”

 

“Tsk, got it. Derick.”

 

Two people having a conversation that only they could understand.

 

The content was fragmentary, so it wasn’t easy to guess what it was about.

 

“Yes!”

 

“It looks like I need to go right away, so spread the word to clean up the equipment and wait in the rest area.”

 

“Yes! Understood.”

 

Garen gave instructions to Derick, who was closest to him, and left the training ground.

 

“The training ended like this.”

 

“Yeah. What was that thing mentioned in the conversation earlier?”

 

“Hehe, sorry. It’s classified, so I can’t tell you even though you’re my hyung.”

 

Derick smiled warmly while declining my request.

 

“Well, if it’s classified, there’s nothing I can do.”

 

I’m very curious, but I have no intention of forcing it out of him.

 

“Still, if that’s really what it is, you’ll find out soon.”

 

“Got it.”

 

“Hyung, do you want to come to the rest area with me?”

 

“No thanks. What would I do in the rest area? I’ll just greet the Squad Leader and head out.”

 

By the way, the Squad Leader here has the rank of Captain.

 

“Everyone’s really curious about you, hyung.”

 

“No thanks.”

 

I wouldn’t want the attention of sweaty soldiers even if they paid me.

 

“But tell me just one thing. Is that thing bad news by any chance?”

 

Just before leaving the training ground with my gear, I couldn’t contain my curiosity and asked the question.

 

And Derick thought for a moment before nodding his head.

 

“Very, very bad news.”

 

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

 

-Actual situation! Actual situation! All troops, Combat Readiness Level 2 declared! Combat Readiness Level 2 declared! Orders, Instructor!

 

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“At the enemy’s current movement speed, it’s estimated they’ll arrive in about four days.”

 

The Grand Conference Hall at Regimental Headquarters.

 

Unlike usual, all officers at company commander level and above had gathered, leaving no room to step.

 

“The enemy’s troop strength hasn’t been confirmed yet, but since they’re bringing over 100 siege towers, this battle definitely won’t be easy.”

 

A number of siege towers that was practically no different from human wave tactics.

 

It was natural for the conference room atmosphere to become heavy.

 

“The Instructor is expecting reliable combat support from our Supply Regiment, so there must not be even the slightest mistake.”

 

The overwhelming presence emanating from the rank insignia of Colonel.

 

I heard he got chewed out by the Instructor in the meeting, but seeing him in person, he was a flawless, perfect commander.

 

“Let’s start the reports from the Transportation Battalion.”

 

“Yes! In accordance with the latest response system updated last month, we’re putting all our efforts into material movement…”

 

“The Signal Battalion is conducting final inspections of each battalion’s communication magic tools. The wartime lines with headquarters…”

 

The meeting proceeded busily.

 

In a way, since the Supply Regiment was the place that had to move most busily in the fortress right now, there was no such thing as break time.

 

“Are a month’s worth of meals prepared?”

 

“Yes, twice a day…”

 

“Have the Catering Company commander report this directly. Someone in the actual position would know a bit better.”

 

The regiment commander suddenly called on me as I stood quietly by the wall.

 

‘What? Why me all of a sudden?’

 

It was a very flustering situation, but there were too many eyes watching to freeze up.

 

“Yes! The Catering Company is currently storing 20 days’ worth of combat rations divided among five warehouses.”

 

Someone might ask why we only had that much, but even that was barely scraped together recently.

 

“Including the food materials currently stockpiled in the warehouses, we estimate stable meal distribution will be possible for up to 35 days after combat begins.”

 

“35 days, that should be sufficient.”

 

The problem was running out of food while isolated in the fortress, but 35 days was more than enough time for reinforcements to arrive.

 

In the first place, there was over a 90% chance the battle would be decided before then.

 

“Additionally, we’re preparing large quantities of jerky that soldiers can consume during combat.”

 

“You’re doing well. It seems there’s no need to worry about meal distribution.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

An expression of great satisfaction.

 

Even from my perspective, I had handled this matter perfectly.

 

‘I worked overtime like it was my daily bread, so naturally the results should be good.’

 

It wouldn’t be wrong to say all these achievements were written with my blood.

 

“If any difficulties arise or there are changes to the plan, report to me simultaneously without going through procedures.”

 

At the regiment commander’s quite radical statement, the officers’ gazes focused on me.

 

‘This is burdensome.’

 

Well, but the current situation wasn’t the time to worry about such burdens.

 

“Understood.”

 

“Support Battalion Commander, continue with your report.”

 

“Yes, since Lieutenant Paran covered the Catering Company, moving on to the next item, the Field Supply Company is distributing essential operational supplies in 24-hour two-shift rotations…”

 

Endless reports and feedback continued.

 

It went longer than expected, and we could only leave the meeting room as lunchtime approached.

 

“But we’re going to win, right?”

 

On the way back to the battalion after the meeting, I asked Siel about what was perhaps the most important part.

 

“Won’t we win? It’s not easy to get over the fortress walls with siege towers.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Siege towers were such an obsolete tactic that you’d have to pull out history books to find cases where they worked.

 

“We just need to do our job. If the support units in the rear start wavering, what would the people who have to go out and fight think?”

 

It was absolutely right and something we had to be very careful about.

 

“I’ll keep my head straight.”

 

“Good. But really, I don’t know what they’re thinking. Their commander can’t be an idiot.”

 

“There must be something for sure. I heard something from someone I know at headquarters.”

 

Mount, who had been quiet, naturally joined the conversation.

 

“What is it?”

 

“I heard their tactical officer is from the famous Seto Ducal House. So there must definitely be some scheme.”

 

“Is that really true?”

 

“Yes, they say he’s a young duke. Please don’t tell anyone about this.”

 

“I haven’t been here long enough to have anyone to tell.”

 

Though he said not to tell anyone, the fact that it had come this far meant everyone who should know already knew.

 

‘The Seto Ducal House, wasn’t that the genius family?’

 

It was the first place listed when we memorized major figures and families from the Adits Empire at the Training Camp.

 

“Haha, so I heard headquarters is spending all day wondering what the scheme might be.”

 

Siel shook his head as if feeling sorry for them.

 

“That must be tough. Did they develop some kind of metal that doesn’t break from magic artillery?”

 

“If such a thing existed, wouldn’t the war already be over? I heard they made it from wood as usual.”

 

“It’s difficult. The smart people will figure it out well. We just need to do as we’re told.”

 

Everyone nodded at Siel’s words that pierced through the truth of military life.

 

Of course, I was thinking something slightly different inside.

 

‘Can we really trust these guys who get dumber the higher up they go…?’

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