Chapter 75: Physical Assessment (Part 1)

I opened my bag. All of a sudden, a surprised breath came out of the instructor's throat.

"What the…"

He looked to be in his early 20's. He was a sergeant, but he looked very young.

"Is there something I shouldn't have? I only brought the necessities," I said firmly. After all, the members helped me pack. They wouldn't put in stuff I'm not using.

"Are you going on a trip?"

"What do you mean?" I said with a shrug. I came with the intention to train like a real soldier. What's all this talk about a trip?

"Well…let's look at them one by one."

"Okay."

I took the stuff out of my bag, one at a time. First, the pillow.

"You don't need this."

"Oh, but I can't sleep without it…"

"It's still not allowed. Your bunks have pillows. That's the pillow you will use."

"Okay," I answered. Well, orders are orders.

"What's this?"

"It's a curling iron."

"…."

The instructor gave me a look of disbelief before a smirk spread over his face.

"I'm sorry, but you can't bring this in either."