Kill the Dragon

# 4 3rd Squad

“Second grade promotion screening is tricky. They say the arc cannot be chosen independently. ”

The second grade promotion is approaching. Instructors' movements and the atmosphere of the Sanctuary change strangely without anyone telling them. Pick some of the first grade and move them up to the second grade. They are usually borrowed from Class A, and rarely from Class B.

“Simon and Dmitri are almost certain. ”

Jose rolled up from his dorm bed and said, The instructors had no time to clear the first grade schedule. First grade is as free as today. Holidays are the same as big decisions.

“That's all there is to a meeting with first-grade instructors. It's a second-grade promotion. ”

The boys whispered. Lee spent time reading e-books. It is a book about strategic tactics used by Saikers during the first invasion. There were many trial and error in fighting the mysterious existence of the dragon. There were numerous sacrifices until a valid tactic was established.

“Hahn. Don't read boring books. Let's get out of here. You play soccer, right? ”

“I know how to do it. ”

Jose took the children to the vacancy behind the dormitory. They took out a ball and played soccer. Both from and from different countries, but they were all involved in football.

“Hey, no psychics! ”

“I know! ”

B class boys played soccer like any other age.

“Huff, puff. ”

I fell in love with football. I enjoyed it when the orphanage was running normally. For a while, I felt that feeling again. It was fun to run blindly after a ball.

“Damn it! Stop José! ”

Jose liked the timing. Your soccer skills are on fire. Your passionate Latino blood boils.

“Go-o-o-o! I am the Second Coming of Pelet! ”

Jose scores a goal and shouts aloud. I jumped around and dumbled. It's a dangerous hard floor if you hit your head, but for the arc boys, this acronym was nothing.

Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

The excitement of football rose. Sergeant Red walks in from afar. The boys are flawed. Be careful who you talk to in front of Sergeant Red. An instructor who specializes in catching up on nothing.

“Hhan. Follow me. ”

Sergeant Red doesn't speak out of turn. He calmly called Lee Han. Lee wipes off his sweat and stands next to Sergeant Red.

Speech, speechless.

The B-Ban boys glanced at Ihan and Sergeant Red. There were all sorts of speculations.

Sergeant Red sits on a quiet bench. He lights a cigar on fire and spits smoke.

“I've promoted you to second grade. The payment will probably fall from the top soon. ”

“Even though you're in B class? ”

“Of course, the B-band has a low psychic ability. But two of the instructors strongly recommended it in the meeting. ”

“You must be Instructor Wei. ”

“And the other one is me. ”

Lee Han's pupils were slightly shaken. It was difficult to deal with Sergeant Lee, who was smart. It was hard to fathom the ambiguous attitude and fierce nature of favour or hostility.

“Thank you."

Lee Han bowed his head. Sergeant Red spits on the floor and nods dry.

“Maybe you should be thankful. By second grade, there's only two ways left for you. A reckless lung or a good cyker. A second-grade promoter will be dead or crippled in half a year. The body can't keep up with bone growth, or the mind breaks down due to the cognitive dissonance of the adult and young self, or the heightened psychic ability. Many reflexes can cause death during training. If the training curriculum were known in the media, there would be hundreds of reasons why the arc would be closed while addressing human rights issues. ”

“I'll make it. ”

“We will raise you to be the best soldiers, even if you take all the blame. If we do not win the war to come, humanity will perish. Human rights and whatever species survives, that's what counts. Don't you think? ”

“I may be young to you, but I know what it means to survive. ”

I know the weight of the proposition. He did a lot of unpleasant things, too. My brothers and I did everything we could to survive.

“If you finish second grade successfully, you'll see me again. ”

“Who else is going?" ”

“Dmitri, Kuro, Simon, Andy, Ryan…. ”

Sergeant Red said without drying out. There were more promoters than I thought. There were more reasons for the promotion than I thought, but it was quick.

“That's how much you're dying. ”

“Survive, Ihan. ”

Sergeant Red finally got up from his seat. Lee bowed to him. Sergeant Red was briefly saluted. His rear face drifts away.

‘If you think about it, I might have been the one who put up a fight in class D's election. I became public myself, and I was able to defeat public good. Thanks to you, it was easy to earn their trust. ’

Lee recalled Sergeant Red's actions. The methods and means were ferocious, but the results were always good.

Tiering.

A message appeared on the bracelet.

-2 Grade Promoter Ihan.

I didn't have time to say goodbye to class B. Lee received the gaze of the children silently. Jealousy or sadness. Lee Hwan packed his things expressionlessly.

“This time, you go first and take your place. Han.”

Jose said, it was a pity. I hated that Lee Han also broke up with Jose. Few friends open their minds in the arc. Maybe we won't be able to do it again.

“Come with me quickly. Jose.”

Lee said with a faint smile. He left the first grade B dormitory. There were other promotions waiting outside. There was a wide variety of expressions. Like Kuro, there was a kind of panic and fear that drove Demetri to his death with excitement. Dell Simon folds his arms with a distinctive, dull look.

“Hey, you're a promoter, too. You're good in B-class. ”

Dmitri told Ihan. Lee said, waving his hands lightly.

“Well, yeah. Dmitri. Ah, Kuro, nice to see you again. ”

Lee joined in greeting the promotions. Kuro's pupils tremble with anxiety.

‘Still, I'm glad I got promoted with Hahn. ’

Kuro's presence alone restored his stability. According to the instructors, Kuro was leaning on a spiritual part of him. Kuro won't make it through second grade if he's alone, but if he does, he might be able to. I received a second grade promotion despite my lack of psychic skills through instructor recommendations and my relationship with Kuro.

“Medical ward?”

Promoters' transport cars are headed to the medical station. It was not the first floor I went to, but the second floor. The thin outer wall is ominous. Kuro, who was sensitive, was even more terrified.

“Get off.”

The driver says there are researchers in white robes outside. There were a rare mix of men who looked like instructors. At its heart was a dark-haired woman.

“Attention, this is Dr. Sasha Grace, the head researcher in Ward 2 who will be in charge of you for the next five weeks. ”

Sasha Grace, a woman of modest build. It was a woman who felt depressed. She's in her mid-30s. A slight wrinkle on the edge of the eye was traces of age. She glances at the promotions and nods.

“Come on in, kids. ”

Grace was not as oppressive as the instructor. However, Husky's voice was cool. The boys walked to the ward as if they were being dragged by a witch in a fairy tale.

Again, again.

Sasha Grace talks to her researchers. The researchers glanced at the promoter. Their arrival was empty. Promoters sit in prepared chairs.

“As you may have heard before, I am Sasha Grace, your responsibility for the next five weeks. Call me Dr. Grace, and just like I have an adaptor before freshman year, I will build you up before sophomore year, and after five weeks, you will no longer be a child, a body between 15 and 16 years old. And in half a year, all growth will be over and you'll be an adult. I've taken care of your health care and psychiatric counseling. ”

Grace's voice was calm. You hear a husky voice. The children's expressions were tense. Become an adult. When that happened, I was afraid.

“I heard some people die. Doctor."

Lee said, Grace narrows her eyes.

“I'm not an instructor who pushes you to your deaths. As long as your lives are on the line, I'll do my best. Then you can rest comfortably. ”

Grace leaves the boys in her room. Tired in her eyes. Young boys rush to the threshold of death again. Grace was unbearable.

‘But my coordination is most likely to survive. ’

No one is better than Grace in the ward. Psychic soldiers only pick boys. Statistically, psychic children have a 5: 1 sex ratio. There are overwhelming numbers of men. However, some women have high potential. Nevertheless, only men are candidates for psychic soldiers.

“Women, especially girls, are sensitive and emotionally unstable…. ”

That's why it's crucial not to use women as psychic soldiers. In the early days, girls participated in the Arc Sanctuary. In the first grade, there were many girls who were superior to men. However, most of them failed to pass the sophomore year course, and they collapsed mentally.

‘A woman's mind is not designed to fight. ’

Girls did not tolerate the discrepancy between adult body and mind, and were unsuitable in all areas - combat stress tolerance, tactical thinking skills, and the stability of psychics. There was also a power gap due to unstable hormones and accidents during your period. However, if you combine drugs with surgical surgery, you become pulmonary due to rapid depression and self-agitation. The female psychic soldier does not have enough time to train, but his mental problems have not ceased. Few girls have overcome all those penalties.

“Eventually, the cost wasn't right. ”

Grace mutters.

With the opportunity to raise one female psychic soldier, three male psychic soldiers can be trained. Except for a few girls who were raised as psychic soldiers in the early arc, only men become psychic soldiers.

“This is the name of the man you asked me about. I'm Korean for a while.”

Grace glances at each of the Promoters' profiles. She frowns, looking at Kuro's profile.

“Are you kidding me? Very mentally fragile? Did you send that kid to the promotion? You want me to just kill him? You bastards.”

Grace's soliloquy grows. She drank a cup of coffee and kept reading.

“So this Kuro fellow is a spiritual host. That's why he came to the promotion despite his lack of psychic skills. ”

Grace printed out Lee's profile again. She reads the last comment.

“And the recommendation of two instructors? Red and Wei Chen. Wei is a good man, even if he is. The Red Sergeant recommended it. ”

Red sergeant, instructor, and a man who calls himself a sergeant. He is one of the legendary bikers who played in the first invasion. Since I am a soldier, the tag is actually a nickname, not a class. Grace knows that.

‘Rare. Wei Chen and Red recommended him at the same time. They're both opposites, so it's hard to be favored at the same time. ’

Grace remembered the name Ihan well. She takes off her robe and showers. I fell asleep early for an appointment tomorrow.