I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 8

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Episode 8

‘Honestly, it deserves to be canceled.’

I tried not to mention it too much in case of disappointment, but the level of heavy rain is beyond ridiculous.

‘If we run on a day like this, we’ll slip and break our teeth and all hell will break loose.’

The purpose of running is training, not combat, isn’t it.

-The instructor broadcasts to all candidates.

While I was sitting in a chair, fighting the desire to lie down on my bed.

The instructor’s voice could be heard.

-Today’s scheduled running training has been canceled due to deteriorating weather conditions.

-Instead, we will proceed with magic bullet theory and practice, so candidates should put on raincoats and assemble at the parade ground.

-That is all, transmission over.

“Nice!”

As soon as the instructor finished speaking, I shot up from my seat and clenched my fist.

‘This is me, this is weather.’

I had my doubts, but who would have thought it would really be canceled.

Of course, magic bullet class came in its place, but from any angle, it would be easier than running.

‘Is it okay to be this happy?’

I had doubts for a moment, but I need to be a little happy.

“I thought it wasn’t something to do in this kind of weather, so that’s a relief.”

Ion also stroked his chest with an expression like he’d aged ten years.

“Hyungs, but when they say raincoats… they mean those things, right?”

Derick pointed to the rags piled up in one corner of the barracks.

‘It seems right. Sigh, they want us to wear that?’

How should I describe it, it looks like crawling bugs would come out if you lifted it up.

“I don’t want to wear it, so if I just get rained on…”

-Didn’t you hear me say to come out wearing raincoats! Drop and give me push-ups!

A high-pitched voice from outside while I was contemplating.

There was no choice.

“Ah, this really isn’t right.”

Ion lifted the raincoat slightly with his fingers with a horrified expression.

‘I don’t see any bugs.’

It’s a miracle.

That there are no bugs when storing them like that.

“They all seem to be the same size, let’s each take one.”

“Let’s do that.”

“Ugh, getting rained on would be a hundred times better. Before that, will this be waterproof?”

A fundamental question that Derick threw out, in a way.

Common sense says that since it’s a raincoat, waterproofing should be basic, but I’m not sure about this.

“Well… wouldn’t it be?”

“It should be, right?”

“Let’s go out first. If we’re any later, we’ll get another earful.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and was the first to put on the raincoat.

‘Ugh, this is really dog-like.’

A damp feeling.

Goosebumps spreading all over my body – the word ‘worst’ couldn’t be more fitting than this.

“Aaagh!”

“I don’t know!”

Everyone let out a scream once while putting on raincoats and left the dormitory room.

“Even if it rains, running is true training. Candidates, aren’t you disappointed?”

As if he’d taken medicine, the instructor who climbed onto the platform spouted nonsense.

“We…we’re disappointed!!”

A situation where expressions and words were completely separate.

Fortunately, the instructor didn’t point out our expressions.

“However, unfortunately, your seniors, that is, the previous class, had a fracture accident while running in rainy weather, so we had no choice but to cancel the training.”

A truly disappointed expression.

Accidents happen because guys like that conduct training.

‘This damn military is only satisfied when someone gets hurt.’

You could say society is the same, but the military doesn’t change – it just pretends to change.

‘No running when it rains? Will it last six months?’

There’s a high possibility they’ll make us do it starting from the very next class as if nothing happened.

“No one will protect the candidates’ bodies. So you can manage yourselves properly, understood!”

“Understood!!”

Who’s causing the injuries, yet he spouts such nonsense – it’s just absurd.

“Let’s hurry and move to the training ground before the weather gets worse.”

The instructor, confirming that the rain was getting heavier, came down from the platform and walked out leading the way.

While wearing a clean new raincoat that was clearly different from ours.

“It’s really far.”

“I know.”

Already 15 minutes since we started.

It wasn’t physically difficult, but as we went on, I could feel the rain penetrating through the raincoat.

‘I thought it might not be waterproof, but for it to be real.’

It really couldn’t help but be surprising.

“Enter and take your seats maintaining the current formation.”

Not quite a mountain, but after climbing one more hill, the training ground finally revealed itself.

Although the sides were open, a roof was installed above, blocking the rain.

“Once you’re seated, take off your raincoats. Execute.”

“Execute!!”

Everyone responded with acknowledgment somewhat skillfully now, then threw off their raincoats as if they’d been waiting…?

“Who throws clothes around like that! Is this a space for candidates to use alone?!”

The instructor suddenly having a fit.

Looking, one candidate had shed his raincoat like molting skin and thrown it to the right side.

“I’m…I’m sorry!”

“That’s a 1-point deduction for poor conduct.”

Clatter clatter clatter!

At the mention of deduction, candidates who had been reading the mood started moving quickly.

‘Deductions really are scary.’

Here, it’s almost power equivalent to an emperor.

“The instructor will be here soon, and if any candidate is caught dozing or not concentrating properly during class, that candidate will return to the barracks doing duck walks. Understood!”

“Under…understood!!”

Due to ingrained fear, the voices of myself and the other candidates trembled.

‘I absolutely must not doze off.’

To be honest, I just ate, and the weather is gloomy because of the rain, so I’m a bit tired.

‘This is life’s greatest crisis.’

Really, maybe running would have been better.

“Everyone, stand up. Execute.”

While I was blankly staring at the rain outside, a new instructor who climbed onto the platform gave orders in a hoarse voice thick with cigarette smell.

“Execute!!”

Along with the acknowledgment, I examined the instructor’s face.

‘Can’t see anything because of the face mask.’

Just from hearing the voice, it’s definitely not a good feeling.

“I am Captain Edentel who will be conducting this training. Before we begin, this training is among the most dangerous that candidates will undergo until graduation.”

Well, that’s obvious.

Since we’re handling real weapons.

“Therefore, while this instructor is often called an angel in civilian society, I will maintain strict military discipline during this training to prevent accidents.”

The word “angel” coming from his own mouth.

With that red beret on, it’s hard to believe.

“First, we will repeat the three most important things in training. First, swift action.”

“Swift action!!!”

The candidates responding with reasonably loud voices.

But the instructor frowned as if he had been waiting for this.

“Drop and give me push-ups.”

‘Damn it, that was good enough!’

While internally crying out in frustration, I placed both hands on the ground.

“You must drill it into your heads with great vigor! Only then can accidents be prevented. But the candidates’ voices were as quiet as crawling ants.”

He definitely has hearing problems.

“This instructor currently has a cold, so I don’t want to shout. Understood?”

“Yes… Yes sir!!!”

“Since this is the first time, I’ll overlook the candidates’ mistake. Everyone, stand up.”

Contrary to my expectation of receiving punishment exercises, I stood up from my position without much suffering.

‘Is he really… a kind person?’

For a moment my favorability toward him was about to rise, but a red beret isn’t red for nothing.

“We will repeat again. Swift action.”

“Swift action!!!”

“Target confirmation.”

“Target confirmation!!”

“Everyone drop and give me push-ups.”

Crazy bastard.

“The magitech grenade I will show candidates today is the MB400, an older version of the MB550 currently used on the battlefield, but it only differs in power while the appearance and weight are identical.”

As the instructor explained, he took out a magitech grenade from a wooden box.

‘It looks quite different from what I expected.’

I had expected a modern hand grenade, but the magitech grenade in the instructor’s hand was perfectly spherical.

“If this seal visible on the outside is damaged, the magitech grenade will immediately explode for security purposes, so do not tear it even out of curiosity.”

Since he mentioned it, there must have been accident cases for sure.

“The operation method is simple. Pull out this red safety pin that crosses the center of the magitech grenade, and it will explode exactly 7 seconds later.”

Whoosh!

The instructor threw the magitech grenade with the pin removed far across the training ground with skilled movements.

And a few seconds later.

BOOOOOOM!

Dirt flew up with a loud explosion.

‘Even though it looks different, the performance is exactly like a regular grenade.’

Both the range and destructive power were considerable.

‘Magitech really is scary.’

This isn’t a world where you can look down on things just because advanced science isn’t developed.

‘In a place like this, I should originally be active as an archmage.’

But unfortunately, mages don’t exist in this world.

No, to be precise, they existed long ago, but as generations passed, magical sensitivity gradually declined and disappeared at some point.

“This is a weapon where one mistake can directly lead to death. So maintain appropriate tension when handling magitech grenades. Understood?”

“Yes sir!!!”

Perhaps because they saw the power with their own eyes.

The candidates’ expressions had changed.

“Since we cannot waste over a thousand magitech grenades for training purposes during wartime, unfortunately we cannot give everyone a training opportunity.”

I somewhat expected this, and everyone nodded at the reasonable explanation.

‘Since magitech is involved, the unit cost would be quite high, so it would be difficult even if it wasn’t wartime.’

Magitech is all good, but since it can only be manufactured by hand, even a little bit makes the production cost jump.

“Therefore, I will only give training opportunities to ten volunteers. There are no extra points, so only those who really want to do it should raise their hands.”

Flash.

As expected of noble young masters.

They might not know about other things, but this seemed somewhat interesting, so almost everyone raised their hands.

‘That’s quite scary.’

Noble young masters who always show behavior beyond imagination.

Thinking about weapons being placed in their hands made my blood run cold.

“Your enthusiastic attitude is excellent. You there, candidate.”

With nearly 90% volunteers, the instructor pondered briefly then arbitrarily selected ten people.

“Candidate Ion Velburn!”

“You on the right.”

“Can… Candidate Cal Beyton! Thank you!”

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Candidates standing up from their positions along with their rank and name.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t among them.

‘Tsk, I wanted to try throwing one though.’

For someone who has to go to the battlefield immediately after graduation, opportunities to handle weapons have very high value.

‘I guess I can only observe with my eyes.’

While enviously watching Ion going forward, I kept my eyes wide open to observe their practice process.

“As you heard in theory class, be ready to throw as soon as you pull the safety pin. Understood?”

“Yes sir!!”

The selected candidates lined up in front of the table with magitech grenades.

“Prepare to throw.”

“Prepare to throw!!”

True to military fashion, the candidates picked up magitech grenades while repeating the instructor’s words.

‘Everyone seems nervous.’

Well, being nervous is normal.

Since it’s dangerous training where accidents could happen if you’re careless.

“Target forward maximum range, throw after pin removal.”

“Throw after safety pin removal!!!”

Click.

With resounding voices, the candidates pulled the safety pins from their magitech grenades.

Then the throwing motion followed like flowing water.

Whoooosh!

Nine magitech grenades flew forward in parabolic arcs.

“Huh?”

‘Wha…?’

If my memory is correct, the number of candidates given practice opportunities was ten.

Then naturally, the number of flying magitech grenades should also be ten by common sense.

The moment I sensed something strange and rolled my eyes.

I could confirm the location of the remaining magitech grenade.

“Kyaaaaa! Take cover!!!”

“Someone save us!!!”

The magitech grenade was flying in a parabolic arc not toward the training ground, but toward where the candidates were.

You know what’s even more unlucky?

Damn it, the end of that parabola was right in front of me.

Whiiiii… thud.

The magic cannon ball fell within arm’s reach.

‘Shiit.’

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