Chapter 13

*Arrived at training grounds*. Sir, Private Jacob reporting for your duty. "At ease private", Sgt. Williams commanded. "So how was the training operation, private?", Sgt. Williams asked. It was good sir, and someone interferes with my actions but I managed to knock it out first before I put down the target at the exact time. By the way, sir, do you have any idea who had just interfered with my training operation sarge?

*Unnamed Soldier came walking*. "You're good as the elite, private. My chest still hurts but it feels like a stone-cold one", the unnamed soldier said. I'm sorry who are you? Why are you interfering with my training mission in that field? You are lucky I didn't have yet the full strength to knock you down properly. "Bragging words huh, private. You're still a weakling and probably you need more training to knock me down", the unnamed soldier replied with a fierce threat. Oh yeah, why don't we settle this man to man, huh? Fight until you drop and no tools. "Alright then, tough guy. In the training square, now!", an unnamed soldier replied as he walks into the training square. "I guess I have to wait for the two of you. I might have a good time watching you two beating up each other like a tiger and leopard", Sgt. Williams said as he finds a chair to sit. Sir yes, sir.

*Walks into the training square*. Fight until the drop, here's the deal if you lose tell me your name and what are you, and if I lose you're better than me. "Sounds like a great deal then, what do you expect from a highly trained elite force of this country? Expect pain later", the unnamed soldier replied as he prepares to bow. Well then, let's settle this off. He started to strike me but I dodged it with my arm. I try to punch him hard on the upper left chest but he blocks it. (Panting). This guy is an elite fighter... I ain't gonna lose to him. Striking him with a middle kick but he punches me straight to the chest.

*Hurts my chest*. Ohhh... That's a stone-cold one... I never thought you could take that move from me. "I'm not really used to weaklings like you, so if you are really that strong show me your full strength, soldier", the unnamed soldier replied as he charges to kick me. I managed to block his kick and strike him straight to his chest with a strong kick. I basically charge at him as he loses his guard and continues to punch him until I managed to knock him down with my low kick and finish him off with a strong blow of punch direct to his chest. As he got knocked down, his mouth is bleeding. I never thought I could really beat an elite soldier that way. Now I have seen him in defeat, but my chest hurts the most I could have bleed also and still I managed to pull it up to continue fighting.

Now I just won, tell me your name, soldier. "Fine, you win fair and square. I guess I'll tell you my name. My name is Steve Braylen. Elite forces of 101st Airborne Division. Served in Vietcong War in Ho Chi Minh. Now I'm currently working as a military secret agent of the United States of America", Steve replied as he applies ice to his chest. "You are good, you have shown me a good potential to be a military agent. Our intelligence needs agents like you but you are something extraordinary. Damn... It still hurts you, know", Steve added as he groans for pain in his chest. So you interfere because it was all part of the training? I'm glad I didn't just knock you out that rashly. Well, basically, I learned karate and Muay Thai as my main military self-defense and offense against my enemies. I'm sorry for giving you an ache to your chest, sir. "Don't call me, sir. Just call me Steve and it's alright. It was all part of the training excercise to test you and your skill. Your will is enough for that but I never would imagine that you are well trained to take down an elite corp", Steve replied. Sir yes, sir. "Well, here is an application to be a military secret agent. I am recruiting you to be one of us, to be one of the intelligence. I will discuss further our organization and what's it called if you agree to be with us", Steve said as he handed to Jacob the application letter. Well, I would love to do that especially an intelligence type would fit my skills to protect the United States at all cost. Eliminating all kinds of threats to the United States would be a good action to preserved peace in my country. I agree to join the military secret service, sir.

*Jacob shake his hands*. "Good, then I will see you in the morning then, Jacob", Steve said as he walks out the training grounds.

*Sgt. Williams comes over*. "I see that you are being recruited, private. Don't worry, just like I said earlier, I will be your eyes and ears on your battlegrounds", Sgt. Williams said as he took a handshake to me. Sir yes, sir. Thank you, sir, for training me to become a good soldier. "No problem, private. Now head to your barracks and get some good rest. You did well today, Jacob", Sgt. Williams said as he leaves the training grounds. Sir yes, sir. Well, I guess I will be working with a military secret service. I never give any thought that this was really a test for me to become a great soldier. That was a good match. (Sigh). I better head to the barracks to go get some goodnight sleep. This was a good productive day to be a soldier. To be an agent.