Snatching Merits for Promotion?

The Sunset Outpost was only a few kilometers away from the coastline, situated on the border line, belonging to the forefront military base deployed by the Alliance. 

Equipped with an airship, several combat vehicles, an officer, and a few soldiers, the outpost was primarily responsible for intelligence gathering and didn't engage in actual combat, making working here akin to being on vacation, quite relaxed. 

Commander Gregory of the outpost was currently sitting on an office chair with his feet propped up on the desk, humming a tune with his eyes closed. 

He had only one purpose for being here, and that was to await promotion. 

Being a distant relative of Instructor Justin, he practically had free rein within the grassroots level. 

Being of Mediterranean descent, Justin intentionally shaved his head bald.

"Report!" A soldier suddenly rushed in.

"What's the matter?" Gregory slightly opened his eyes, feeling somewhat displeased.