Serving construction (2)

"Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

"What? What's going on all of a sudden?"

"Grade F..." "Grade F is going crazy!"

Park Jin-sung's arms spun incredibly fast even when he saw them. The body, which has been trained since

childhood, and the body that was overworked by Sergeant Ahn Sung-ho flooded.

It's dripping. It was a feast of hammering, poking, scooping, scooping, scooping. The soil was piled up only around the

place where Park Jin-sung sold.

Blood seething, veins popping up, and delicately trained muscles danced.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Every time Park Jin-sung screamed, the speed went up even further.

He's the ace, he's the best first-class soldier.

"Crazy... I've already finished one...."

"Way to go! We're F-rated! No! You're SSS for today!!"

Fraud by the same three-minute squad members also exploded. Park Jin-sung's runaway poured oil into the

three-minute crew of the house on fire.

It's dripping!

Field shovels move as if they can't lose to F-class people.

Even Kim Se-yeon, the order, couldn't overcome her satisfaction and ran wild.

"You're going to be beaten by a trainee or something?! Huh? Three minutes! Answer me! Answer me!!"

"Wow, oh, wow! There are ten people here! I can't lose!"

"You're going to be pushed back by a man who doesn't even have a class leader! Three minutes!

The scene of enthusiasm unfolded.

Only three minutes are at hand to complete the mission. The other squads were in full contrast to their

exhaustion from the heat.

Oh, my God!

"What!"

Park Jin-sung completed the third one and the other three squad members completed the second one at the

same time.

Park Jin-sung, who took a shower with sweat, slowly approached Kim Se-yeon. Three squad members as

well as others watched the scene with bated breath.

"Whoo... Partial dam...."

"Hmm. Trainee."

"Victory, mission accomplished."

"Yeah, Phil, win." a quiet but formal salute

"Wow!!!"

"Grade F did it! Our 3rd squad did it!"

"We're the first to rest!""

Digging a hole, which was just a trick, has sublimated into strengthening comradeship in an instant.

At this moment, the entire three minutes felt grateful and great for Park Jin-sung. Even Byun Ki-young

sighed with relief over the field shovel.

Direct sunlight was still murderous, and the rest of the squad still failed to complete the hole.

The 10th platoon leader, who lost his words, trudged toward the 3rd minute.

"Well, well done, three minutes."

As a 10th platoon leader, I didn't know that I would actually complete five. Considering the students' physical

strength, I thought they would fall down moderately.

For this time, the 10th platoon leader also admired Park Jin-sung, but the cold eyes were another problem.

"Jinseong, you can use your stamina at least. The rest is still not good."

"Thank you. I'm doing my best not to get expelled."

I have to transfer Park Jin-sung quickly, but something kept going wrong. Perhaps because she was under

Kim Se-yeon, only her overall performance was on the rise.

"Teacher, can I go rest now?"

"Call me platoon leader, Park Jin-sung. And let me ask you one thing."

"You sound like a soldier now. Oh, yes. You can ask two or three questions, yes."

"What do you think is the point of shoveling like this in broad daylight?"

"Hmm... Because you have nothing to do?"

"Hahaha! That's why you're so close."

The 10th platoon leader forced himself to act up. Inside, I was thinking about how to screw up Park Jin-sung.

"I'll answer that question, captain of the three-minute section."

"Yes, you? Hmm. Yeah. Seyeon, what do you think is the reason?"

Kim Se-yeon, who read some of the atmosphere, first stood in front of the 10th platoon leader.

Kim Se-yeon was well aware that the 10th platoon leader had difficulty with her.

Even an F-class two-time champion is a valuable three-minute squad member. I didn't mean to get caught up

in the petty politics of the 10th platoon leader.

"Well, besides, I still don't know what it is."

"Seyeon? Hmm." Ki, Private Kim Seyeon?

"Sharing hard work increases the mentality of the squad members and creates a competitive structure

between the squads, leading to better position-building capabilities. Therefore, serious construction can be a

very good training."

It's a piece of cake that

Kim Se-yeon was full of vomit even after she said it.

It's a complete nonsense.

In the dog-like shoveling, nothing could be found but to screw the students.

Field shovels? I'm tired, so my fighting power is going to decrease.

"Perfect…."

However, the 10th platoon leader looked completely thrilled. If only Kim Se-yeon remained in her class, she

would be able to get promoted.

"That's all I have to say, platoon leader. Can I rest now?"

"That was the perfect answer, Sergeant Kim Se-yeon. But..."

However, Kim Se-yeon's superiority and Park Jin-sung's cold eyes were another matter.

The 10th platoon leader had no intention of sending the three minutes nicely from the beginning.

There is still one more task left. It is also important to remove traces when you are out of position. It's hiding

the form of a used position."

"I know. But it's supposed to be an idea."

Kim Se-yeon immediately intercepted the 10th platoon leader.

"What?"

"If you're going to crush and move the position anyway, you'd better hurry up and deal with it. By the time

we've completed the project, the enemy will already know where we are. In most cases, you don't have to

hide it. Three minutes!

The 10th platoon leader fell into a small panic due to Kim Se-yeon's fast-moving speech.

"Ah, as expected of a monster."'

a high school girl who cooks a grown man with words

Park Jin-sung was tongue-in-cheek when he saw Kim Se-yeon conducting proudly.

It was a really good negotiation. Almost filled those damn holes with only a field shovel again.

"Let's go! Three minutes! Before you rest, use IDEA to fill the hole!" Let's go, trainer. It's another battle, the

beginning of Act 2."

"Huh? What kind of battle do you mean?""

Kim Se-yeon made eye contact with Park Jin-sung and laughed.

"Three minutes! It's a battle!" How can I be pushed back by a class F trainee?"

"No, a partial dam. What are we doing now?"

"You can't lose if you use IDEA!"

"I'll teach you why a trainee is a trainee, trainee."

The members of the 3rd Squad shouted, "Go away, man and woman!" Far from being exhausted, I burned my

will until it was charcoal black.

"Partial dam, I'm tired. Can you stay a little longer?" Honestly, I don't really need it if I use Idea."

"Let's go! 3 minutes! Let's go!" Trainee!"

"No…are you listening?"

Trainee? You can't rest."

Kim Se-yeon took out a bottle of cool bottled water from the hard bread pocket. Looking at the foam that

emitted the cold air, it was sure to be holy ice water.

"Water... Is that really cold water I'm looking at?? What?! Where the hell did you get that?!"

"Go... Trainee...."

"Please, just a sip."

"Well, if you fill up the hole, I'll let you drink for the second time. Of course, I'm the first one."

a method of training a person

Unfortunately, it is not very different from animals. You can push and pull on what the target craves.

When you push it, it's pushed, and when you pull it a little bit, it's over.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp. It's cool. Who will be the second person to drink?

The owner of the water drank it so cool that the water commercial was overshadowed.

"A must-win."

Park Jin-sung, whose eyes eventually turned, quietly sang the salute.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"He went into the HT and his physique is crazy!"

This is one day... The story of a man who will become a legend in the construction of Jinji.

Not too far away, a shovel that will creep up within months, a level beyond anyone's reach.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! I'm the second person who drinks it's me!"

"Foot, hahahaha!""

Kim Se-yeon, who succeeded in training the preliminary legend, eventually burst into laughter.

* * *

Special Educational Battalion at Haeundae High School.

In this place, where victory is the top priority, the must-win is a salute slogan. Victory here refers to all

situations, including the enemy.

It's a system that's close to military play, but what can we do? If you don't like it, you have no choice but to

transfer to a normal school.

In any case, battalion soldiers were able to choose two career paths for a must-win.

One is a combat team.

The goal is to contribute to national defense by specializing Idea in professional combat.

Another is an ambulance team specializing in saving lives from all kinds of disasters.

Paramedics were assigned to classes 7 and 8 in each grade. This means that there are two platoons in each

company.

The reason for dividing it into liberal arts and natural sciences was largely aimed at allowing students to set

their own future.

It may be a statistic that empowers vocalism, but there were relatively fewer ideas that were good at first aid

than those that were combative.

In fact, militant ideas can be used for first aid, and vice versa.

In the end, it depends on how you use the idea, but human society was not that easy.

It encouraged competition and promoted somewhat forced growth by sharing methods of use.

Organizing the power to be seen by the eyes is very advantageous only in terms of relationships. It is one

thing, state, organization, individual.

At the moment, the benefits were well seen. I succeeded in making the students look great.

Haeundae University has been very good at distinguishing students since it was Haeundae High School.

We split into combat teams and first aid teams and find students who are popping up.

Let the students face each other and compete.

Again, we're going to do combat first aid joint classes, and then we're going to filter out the students once

again.

They continue to push students with endless tests.

I never took care of the fallen students.

Even though the subject is soul, it is such a mechanical and inhumane system. Perhaps it is a miracle that the

rank of sergeant itself came out.

Korea's never-ending mystery.

a miracle born in maggots

Of course, battalion executives were judging the system to be very good.

In particular, the fact that military games were held supported them strongly. He did not know what the

person who implemented the military system thought.

And, by the way, today. The day of joint classes with the first aid team also came for the 10th platoon of the 2nd company.

"Where are we going, Part Dam?"

"Well, I don't know."

Currently, there are no executives leading the 10th platoon.

I was simply told to go to the rallying point. They said there would be a paramedic there.

This was the true beauty of a joint class.

Squad leaders should move well on their own. The 10th platoon leader, the homeroom teacher, will hide and

observe and evaluate the students.

"Hmm. But why is the rallying point outside the battalion?"

"Well, I don't know."

Park Jin-sung and Kim Se-yeon pursued only the back of the person in front of them.

Park Jin-sung was at the end of the squad because he matched the ranks by rank. The squad leader was in

charge of the front line of the squad, and the sub-captain was in charge of the last line of the squad.

As ordinary people began to be seen, the students' shoulders were strengthened. I stepped on my feet and

touched my beret.

"Stop for 1 minute!"

"Stop for 2 minutes!"

"Pfft. Stop."

"Four minutes, stop!"

I passed outside the battalion and came to the bank in the middle of the street. It was an overwhelming height

that I couldn't guess what floor it was. The whole building was like a huge mirror because it was clean.

In front of the bank entrance, students in uniform were waiting for the 10th platoon members.

"He's here. He's here."

"Oh, my. Look over there. It's Kim Se-yeon."

"Wow, they're wearing combat uniforms."

The students openly appreciated the platoon members. It was an eye to appreciate even the animals trapped in

cages.

Toilet Ki-young, who couldn't stand it, growled low.

"Hey... who are you?"

"Hey, tell Kim Seyeon to come out, not you. Wow. It's so white and pretty. "Is your skin for real?"

Kim Se-yeon is the captain of our squad. Tell me if you need anything."

"Wow, awesome. Is this the class system you've only heard of? You're killing me, soldier

The students did not find Byun difficult at all. Military cosplay was treated similarly to the lower class group,

which is a hobby.

I`m the 3rd squadron of the 2nd Battalion, 10th Platoon at Haeundae. I'll ask you one last time. Who are

you?"

"Us? What do soldiers think we are?"