From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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“It's Old Time! ”

You hear a loud soldier outside.

I opened my eyes and took a reflexive rise.

Cannerucks had time to prepare instead of just barging in.

I had no choice.

As soon as I heard the overview of the operation, all the blacksmiths frowned.

I didn't know anything, but I knew the risks well enough.

But this is the army, and we're soldiers.

Up top, I'd say. Where do you throw up?

Canneruck was not a pervert who turned his back on his decision.

Departure is the day after tomorrow. Have a day to prepare.

That day, the Dozens' faces were filled with anxiety.

Yeah, I know. You'll be nervous.

It won't be easy for me to listen to someone like me downstairs.

At least Canneruck knew my record and looked into Lynd's eyes.

As I said, Lynd's vision is a natural talent.

If you're not the biggest idiot in the world, then you know this isn't an impossible operation.

Luckily, Canneruck wasn't that stupid.

He looked me in the eye and said,

“There are also Dozens who take all the risks."

I know who I'm referring to without saying.

All the other commanders kept their mouths shut.

I told him to just bounce if the operation failed.

That's why you need to stop complaining.

In fact, the operations I set up take all the risks of the forward strikers.

That's my lead striker.

The goal of this operation was to divide it into two main units: the battalion.

I can see the Dozens turning away silently.

Your shoulders are frozen.

Yesterday's work fell out of my mind.

Soldiers are swarming.

Everyone shines even in the morning.

Some of them fall asleep and crouch, but not bad.

“Joe, wake up the kids well. Keep up the good work today. ”

I stepped forward one by one.

You see Ralph in the lead.

It's a sleepy face.

Looking at the other captain's face next to him, his eyes are black.

You heard the plan yesterday, and you couldn't sleep easy.

Except for the simple Ralph and Canneruck loyalists.

Of course I slept well.

Very relaxed. Good morning.

“Stand in front again? ”

Ralph looks at me and asks.

“Of course.”

I nodded.

Especially today.

With a day off, we should be able to prepare.

Just one day, but there's plenty to be gained.

Let's get ready to run.

“I will win today! ”

That's the voice right behind me.

A soldier shines his eyes.

What do you mean?

You don't think they'll catch up with me, do you?

Oh, you overestimate yourself.

“Come on.”

I patted him on the shoulder.

Understand Canneruck's position. The more anxious you feel, the better you'll want to improve your soldiers' quality for one day.

The higher the intensity, the better the training.

“Then let's go. ”

Ralph opens his mouth and starts running.

Tak! Tak!

After two steps, you grab Ralph and move on.

“Hey! Take your time. ”

Ralph shouts from behind.

"I'm sorry, but I'll run faster today."

I was thinking of at least twenty more in the morning.

Tak!

Use that momentum to push yourself off the ground.

After he learns to walk, he learns to run again.

The 7th Infantry has no tricks or stamina to pursue me like that.

I'm speeding up. There were soldiers competing against me from side to back.

Axes, digos, even Ralph.

Wow.

I got a nose patch on it.

Was running confident?

Thinking about it, he was complaining and grumbling, but there was no way he could catch up and fall behind.

Let's run for a while.

"More, whoa, quick, if you run."

Ralph talks to you side by side.

Stronger than I thought.

It follows you well.

Axes and digos sigh and sweat.

No sign of Lynd or any of his men.

Only one unexpected unit is still with him.

The snot catches up with me, breathing heavily with its dying face, yet it chases me close.

Not bad.

I drew a virtual line looking back.

Approximately 20 people were outside the line.

‘Twenty are out. ’

If you speed up and march properly, you are more likely to fall.

In all armies, the default is march.

Troops with high speed are more powerful than combat damage.

Moreover, the fallout from this operation is like death.

My plan is not to guarantee the safety of the soldiers, but to take risks and get rewards.

I can't afford to take care of the soldiers who are left behind.

As you run at a faster speed than yesterday, there are many fallen soldiers in the middle.

Ralph, who saw it, raises his fist and commands a break.

"Everyone, hua, in position!"

I shout very closely. After shouting it, I also sit on the floor.

"Whoa, whoa."

I listened to Ralph's rough breathing, and I chose a calm breath.

Just three or four deep breaths will suffice.

Then I stretched my arms in place and loosened my muscles.

It's a repetition of what you do every day while running.

Flexibility is made repetitive.

You need to loosen and stretch your muscles. This doesn't happen overnight.

Gulp, gulp!

“Puha! Are you a monster? ”

A soldier takes his mouth off the leather unit and asks.

One of the advantages of running with the soldiers.

No one speaks to me or cares about me.

“Physical strength is basic. This didn't speed up too much either. ”

I pulled the inside of my right wrist against the outside of my left triceps.

My breath proves it.

Sweating and shoulders fluttering, but I can't hear any heavy breathing.

How many boots have I torn up in my past life to become a Pathfinder?

I wonder if running alone would make me one of the continents.

Of course, no one compared it, so I couldn't know exactly.

So if you follow me from here, you'll have really fast feet or good stamina.

Digo and the axe have good fundamental health, so they expect to catch up to some extent.

I asked the snot.

That's a good catch, kid.

“Are you okay?"

"Whoa, whoa. It's worth a run."

I laughed and shouted.

“If you're late, the sun goes down. Let's go!”

It was cheerful. My feet were light.

The role of leading a soldier has become mine.

Neither Ralph nor the other blacksmiths could complain.

No one here runs better than me.

I'm leading, I'm controlling.

I naturally became the center of everyone.

Soldiers jump again at my speed.

This feels so good.

Eighty soldiers stalking me.

This must be why the famous generals are on the vanguard.

“What a sun. ”

It's still heavy.

But it's time for lunch.

“If you have a complaint, you can go ahead of me. ”

I took Ralph's word and ran again.

It was a refreshing morning.

When I returned to the center of the barracks, half of the twenty who failed to keep up with my pace bent at my waist and became nauseous.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Fedel returns with a blue complexion.

This side doesn't have bad basic health either, but it is more sluggish than Ralph.

“You have to practice your spear, right? ”

Fedel nods. I took out a red herb and put it in his mouth.

“Chew it. It'll get better. ”

He is still the instructor and the only Dowager Captain here to teach Middle Guard, the spear posture.

He looks at me with questionable eyes and chews what's in his mouth.

"What is this? Ugh, Sher."

I bet it tastes sour.

Red herbs are naturally like that.

Give me more unprocessed raw leaves.

Fedel frowns and quickly rises to the center of the army.

“Let's get it right from here. ”

That's right.

Canneruck's orders.

In order to prepare for joint training, you have to do this.

I can see Canneruck's eyes peering for soldiers from afar.

When I look at you, Canneruck looks at me.

He lowers his head lightly, pretending to have a light egg.

"With Middle Guard in hand, it doesn't move for an hour."

The best way to get basic posture is for a good teacher to take care of you.

In that regard, Fedel was well positioned compared to Canneruck.

In front of him, several Dozens with sledges of eyes circle among the soldiers and take the soldier in the wrong position.

Soon after, I saw a soldier with trembling arms.

“Even if the enemy is in front of you, will it be destroyed like that? Just hold on if you don't want to die. ”

It was a small voice, but I could hear it in the ears of the soldiers who were silent and positioned.

I'm holding a spear. I'm in the same position.

There is no slight tremor at the end of the window.

It was the help of skill and the perfect posture made by my eye sledge.

If you've decided to be a stimulant.

"Don't shake it. Get into position when the enemy's blades come in front of you, when the storm comes, when the passing dog pees. That's the basic tax."

Only 15, a boy soldier.

There has never been a more powerful force in a fancy body.

But no one listened to me.

You've been looking at me.

I took advantage of the influence I had on the soldiers.

The notorious soldiers see me and endure it.

I bit my teeth, too, chunk.

I can't hold on to spear posture by my strength right now.

Screams from inadequate body and untrained muscles.

I survived with my mind.

“An hour! ”

Everyone lowers their spears in Fedel's cry.

“Phew.”

“Khh.”

“Ugh.”

Everyone groans a lot.

I purposely picked up a late beat.

I let go of my hand and grabbed the spear, leaning against my body, trying to shake my arm.

“Of course.”

I walked towards the barracks.

After running in the morning and practicing spear pose.

"Now, after a half-minute break, raise your spear and shield."

This training is outrageous.

As soon as I returned to the barracks, I threw the spear to the ground.

“Ow.”

I thought my arm was falling off.

It's an instantaneous power. It's hard to train with Muscle Endurance no matter how hard I try.

It's still 15 bodies.

I stretched my arm just fine.

It's a break. I need a break.

Tsk.

A pumpkin wakes up from its arms and gives out its head.

“You awake?”

I cut the meat properly and put it in my mouth.

No matter how hard it is, I have to feed my pumpkin.

Grandpa.

The pumpkin licked my chin.

“That tickles.”

We flirted so briefly.

“Everyone's here. ”

You hear Lynd's voice outside.

“Hey."

"Linds and Digos, axes and nosebleeds."

This is the elite of my scouts, I think.

On the other side are Ralph and Fedel.

“What about training?"

Ask Fedel.

“The commander is looking out for you. ”

You decided to do the right thing.

“I'm glad.”

I spoke up and looked around.

Seven of these guys already know about the operation.

They gave me an overview.

“You know why we're here. I need to establish some acknowledgements and behaviors. ”

I naturally went out into the center as I spoke.

My eyes converge, drawing a semicircle around me.

“You all know the basic call sign, right? ”

Stop when you punch.

Walk forward when you straighten the detection and stop.

Spread four fingers, except your thumb, and it will make you weak and bleed.

Run hard.

There are three basic acknowledgements.

I added a few more call signs here.

We had to be prepared for what would happen.

Originally, all problems need to be prepared before they happen to be less damaging.

"When I stroke your neck, all of you bounce. I make time."

“Pointing the finger at the enemy will kill them first. ”

Scouts utilize a variety of signals.

I needed to catch it.

Let me give you a few signals and everyone nods.

Fedel and Ralph chant a few times.

“Messengers snore. ”

My feet are fast and I don't give up.

I'll cover the rest of your battle strength. That should do the trick.

“Got it.”

He gives you a nod, his eyes shining.

It is an important role to play.

"Ah, Fedel. Let's subtract the twenty slammed back from the Old Book today."

Fedel nods as I speak.

It's easy to understand at once.

A soldier who is injured, has slow feet, or has low health.

You don't need a slow foot soldier on this operation.

Even.

"Well, then."

Let's clap our hands and say it.

I see a mix of tension and excitement.

"Lynd and Axe, Digo, Nose, Ralph, Fedel."

This was the entire strike team.

“Sleep well and see you tomorrow. ”

“· · Huh? ”

Fedel makes a silly noise.

Let's win one last thing tomorrow! Come on! Did you think I was gonna shout this slogan?

“It's also about taking a break. Let's go to bed.”

It's still early evening, but today, after dinner, everyone will be told to grow up.

You're gonna have to walk a lot tomorrow.

I looked outside the barracks and saw soldiers entering the barracks one by one.

The Dozens would have told us that the cannery has its own procurement operation tomorrow.

Everyone enters their tents without saying anything.

The silence came early in the evening, as everyone except for the silent number went in.

I also entered the barracks and closed my eyes.

I fell asleep soon. Soon I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I knew that the morning sun had risen.

“Wake up!”

You hear the soldier's voice outside.

“Whew.”

Lind looks up at me, looking up at me, wondering if Lind's up.

I grabbed his shoulder and got up.

It's time to rob the Armored Wagon.

The morning of the operation, called the "noon raid", dawned.