Life, Once Again!

“Hey, let's call each other when we get out. ”

“Yes. Training camp incentive friendship, let's go to the end. ”

Yoon Hyung-seok felt that his eyes were getting hot.

A clothing business that gave up university. Unlike my initial plan to start with Hongdae Shop, I got a warehouse with a friend and started an internet business. He was confident in his own face and body, so he started designing the site gradually, and in one year, the business profited quite a lot from the work of a good friend in public relations.

When I woke up at dawn and took off my clothes from Dongdaemun Gate, photographed, packed, and received inquiries from my order customers, I didn't realize how hard it was to be proud that the end of the day was a lot, but that it was being well grounded. When the business settled down and the warehouse expanded to include employees, a warrant flew in. Hyung-seok chose the military without any worries. Until the day I joined, the military thought it was nothing compared to the clothing business. After playing Boy Scouts for two years, they had no choice but to get out of the country and start a business.

It was on the first day of enlistment that the impressive military was broken.

“Are you here to play? ”

Why was the word of a younger man so scary? It wasn't just that.

“Fantastic.”

I don't know what you're talking about, but he told me to change my clothes, screaming. Another enlisted soldier who was sitting next to me took off his miraculous clothes and flew off again.

“Is this a society? Hurry up and change!”

In the last 22 years, Hyung-seok has never felt difficulty in getting dressed. That would have been the case with the other recruits next door. But for that moment, everyone wasted their time dressing like fools. The man across the hall wears his pants upside down, and the man next to him wears his top upside down. I felt stupid.

When I organized my training camp life that I started with two letters, it was‘ terrible ’.

The sunny weather gave me a strong and replaceable heat that I had never experienced outside. Hyung-seok who covered up a lot of dragonflies could not sleep for two days, but he slept like he was unconscious on the third day. Humans were animals that adapted well to not die.

The training camp motivator, who complained that he had eaten on the first day and was tasteless, was nicknamed ‘The King of Assjuice’ at the end of the fifth week. The comrades laughed, saying he could eat the food in the trash. Another motivator who was nauseous suffered from constipation the first week, and by the end of the fifth week, he had become a man who had to go to the toilet first. It was Dum who lost weight.

There was also a change in Hyung-seok. He fell asleep on a hard floor where he thought he would never sleep, and at 10 o'clock I had never slept before because it was a basic bedtime, and my eyes closed by magic.

I felt sad because I thought I was separated from my comrades who had been training with me for five weeks and eating with me. Especially I felt a deep friendship with my comrade who went back and forth between Catholicism and Buddhism and Protestant churches to get chocolate pie.

“I can call you when I'm done with my squad assignment and I'm on vacation. This is my cell phone number. ”

“My number. ”

You exchanged bundles with your comrades. Hyung-seok got into the car leaving the Nonsan Training Hall, pledging to meet him on a 100-day vacation. Although I was a little anxious about the fact that Double-backed Hyun-seok was separated from his comrades, I was not very nervous because of the confidence that he had survived the five weeks of fierce training. It must be as hard as the Training Hall, considering.

“Line up. Don't talk on the train. Okay?"

I boarded the train with my beloved officer. Quite a number boarded the train. It was a little over a month ago, but the outside landscape was unfamiliar. On the train, I arrived at the clearance station while imagining where the base would be. He got off at the station and got on the military bus without any rest.

“Choonsik, let's go. ”

It was the three broken sticks and the boss mark I used to see in the game. There were five people on the military bus. I didn't share a word because they were unfamiliar faces. One person gets off in the middle and the car leaves again. Hyung-seok saw a sign saying, "Welcome to Pocheon Gyeonggi-do." Focheon. Makgeolli and ribs suddenly came to mind.

“Girls, get down. ”

It was a long stretch of paved road. The first impression was not bad, a military unit adjacent to the village. The building with the head was also clean, unlike the training center. The air was good and the executive who led it had a good look. Maybe he won the lottery?

“Three here are Brigades artillery, and you're 322 HQ artillery. ”

Three brigades called Brigade artillery enter the building just behind the Marine Corps. On the second floor, it is an old-fashioned building. Hyung-seok let out a sigh of relief inside. The facility seemed to be somewhat proportional to the ugliness of the people on the base.

“You're coming with me. ”

I followed my walking boss carrying a backpack. It was a new building where the boss stepped up. Forms shouted in their hearts. I was captivated by the vague expectation that a comfortable military life would await more than three people who entered a crummy building.

“Administrator, this is headquarters. ”

“Well done.”

Hyung-seok went into the administration. In a strangely quiet building, only a man called the Hangar sat with his legs twisted.

“Name.”

“Private, Yoon Hyung-seok! ”

“You have a good voice. I'm the housekeeper of this unit, so let's get on with it. ”

“Yes!”

“Would you like some coffee? ”

The storehouse knocked on my shoulder and went out. A vending machine sits right in front of the administration panel with a slight head removed. Hyung-seok received coffee from the row store with both hands. Coffee with a relaxing serving. I felt like my mouth would only go up.

“Yes, is my brother feeling any pain? ”

“Yes! Nothing. ”

“Where do you live? ”

“I live in Anyang. ”

“Awesome. What are you doing out here? ”

“I came from a closet shop. ”

“You didn't go to school? ”

“Yes.”

“You broke it. Yeah, it's better to focus on something other than wasting your time studying with the wrong head. Let's see, we're going to comms. All the troop kids are good people, so there won't be any inconvenience in living in the military. Have you seen the barracks? They're nice and clean. You can relax for two years and then get discharged. ”

“Yes! I understand. ”

“You're strong, you'll live well. ”

Hyun-seok drank a cup of coffee. The burden of the word "big" disappeared completely. Compared to the Training Hall, there are even loving officers in the building that can be said to be up-to-date, so I really felt comfortable for two years. It reminded me of three people who were dragged back to the crappy building. Poor bastards.

“The kids who went to work will be here soon. Sit here for a minute and watch TV. ”

Hyung-seok turned his head to the TV scared that the words would fall. In fact, I was eager to see it, but I could not bear the thought of seeing it without permission. It was a channel for news, but it was so much fun to see even boring issues in a month. It was when I was watching TV blankly.

The roughness of the boots grows louder and louder. It wasn't the sound of one or two people. Hyung-seok took his eyes off the TV and sat in the right position. As soon as the ‘each’ was captured, only administration passed in front of the door. The smell of grass and dirt vibrated. I also smelled sour smells that I had never smelled in the Training Hall.

“What is it? It's so exciting. ”

“Where is it?”

“Isn't it a transport? ”

“It's not a transport. It's an administration, as you can see. ”

“Hey, it's a crossroads. He's coming to the station. ”

“Don't worry, it's communication. ”

I felt like a pork chop in a butcher shop. The cold gaze behind my back disappeared after a long time. Chul-suk swallowed the saliva. I felt a chill in the air of the administrative unit that was mild. I swallowed saliva to rule my neck neatly. He leans. He recalls the words in the row he confidently said they were all fine kids.

“Hello? Nice to meet you, Battalion Leader. ”

The man with the lieutenant mark enters the administration. Hyung-seok jumped up and sat down on the handgesture that he was ready to shout for loyalty.

“Well, you interviewed the marshal, right? ”

“Yes, I did. ”

“That's it. Where does it hurt? ”

“Nothing.”

It was the question I received the most today. Does it hurt? Does it take care of the soldiers' health?

“Okay, then. Good luck. Oh, I'm going to comms. ”

The packing master disappeared after opening the door to the armory inside the administration. One more person came into the administration as he thought he was a pleasant person. He was a man wearing military blue trousers in a white Maryyas. The man said “sergeant” when he came in, but then he couldn't understand it because he was mumbling. It seemed to quickly say, "Sergeant, someone was busy."

“Are you a recruit?”

“Yes!”

“Oh, yes. He's a rookie.”

It was brief, but I felt the back of my head getting cooler. The man's gaze flashed up and down.

“Deliver.”

The man goes out of the administration and shouts. Then a voice popped out from everywhere. The man who was sitting in the room in front of the administrative panel popped out and said, "We're done preparing for administrative delivery.” I cried. Communications, litigation, stationery. I heard those names.

“Good work on the earthquake today, and since it's going to corrode, send the kids from each lifestyle to the administration. And comms. Take the recruits. ”

The man's eyes slightly raise in fear of dropping his words, and a cold-looking man enters the administration.

“Private, I'm here on official business. ”

“Are we Special A? This is your successor. Take her.”

“Yes, I understand. Let's go.”

Private, I'll be back when I'm done. A man named Hangul turns away after saying so at the entrance. He chased after Burya with a double bag.

One floor entered the room that said radio communication. Unlike the shabby room I saw at the training center, it was a clean room. The ornamental stands were not wood, but iron.

It was then that people who were invisible to the facility noticed. Starting with three people lying on either side of the TV and holding each other right next to themselves. The poppy froze. I realized how foolish I thought I was, how much harder it would be than the Training Hall.

“Hey, fuck. You're fucked. You're fucked if you don't get more than a fucking mouthful. ”

“That was a little harsh. Harder than our special A-level flooring. Hey, private. First, untie her double-bag. ”

“Yes!”

I felt like I saw a good machine to grease. The whole room seemed to be moving in a word, just like the person lying next to the TV.

“Hey, recruit. ”

“Yes?”

It was a horse that popped out of the mouth of the brother-in-law who was mesmerized. Hyung-seok knew at that moment what it meant for the world to freeze. My heart was pounding.

“Yes? Yes? ”

“Hey, fuck. You let the chick go. ”

Hyun-seok could only blink. If someone hadn't tapped my waist next to me, I would have forgotten to breathe. Hyung-seok looked at the man who hit his waist. One by one, the name was imprinted on my head.

“Sorry!”

I shouted later, but I felt that I was too late.

“Private, will you be solving double bags all day? Aren't you going to eat? ”

“Sorry!”

“Let's make this quick. Wired, let's go eat first. I'll feed them first, snake Choi. ”

“Come.”

“PX is the best snake? ”

“You said it was early fries. I'd rather eat chocolate pie than eat it. ”

“Should I go to PX with the snake Choi? ”

“Buy me?”

“Never mind. It's the end of the year I save a lot of money. Guys, let's go. ”

Hyung-seok looked like two people talking comfortably in a different world. There seems to be a gap between him and the nobleman.

The sergeant who was passing by pushed his shoulder. Hyun-seok quickly stepped aside. The sergeant snores once and runs away. After the wired people left, a horse approached and said small.

“When your boss hits you, name your coronation. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

“Never mind. ”

“…… Yes. ”

“Keep your voice as loud as you can. That's all I remember for now. ”

Chul-suk swallowed the saliva.

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It may not be the right time, the right military atmosphere, or the wrong shape. After I got discharged, I didn't really know how the troops turned out. So I hope you'll understand that this is a bit of an anomaly with the backdrop.