The Little Prince in the Ossuary
00039 # Journal % 26 # Courtroom
# Journal, page 62, Camp Roberts
The next morning I went to Santa Maria. I could see myself on every channel on TV. The same subtitle looked familiar. "The Miracle of Santa Maria." Thirsty journalists, they left me with all kinds of positive comments. A spokesman for the Ministry of Defense also appeared. He emphasized that I am an American citizen and announced that I am reviewing rewards for heroic behavior.
I was fortunate that the media's attitude towards refugee issues seemed to have changed favorably.
Lieutenant Capston took this matter seriously.
“Lieutenant in the middle of winter. I know you're good. But this time it was too much. How did you think of running alone into the middle of the battlefield? What about the people who rely on you when they die? ”
He said it was to save people, but he didn't convince them.
“It's a noble heart. But be reasonable. You have a gift the world needs. You have to live a long time. Then there will be more survivors because of you. People who can't be saved right now are only a handful, if you speak calmly. ”
I told you, there's no one in the world that isn't special. You can't replace the one person you can't save right now and the one you can't save later. The lieutenant has now pointed out another issue.
“Do you feel responsible for the refugees? If you act, the treatment of the rest of the refugees will be improved. Isn't that what you're risking your life for? ”
I was always thankful. After promising to be more careful next time, he let me go unwittingly.
I met Captain Markert on my way to the Refugee Zone. I saluted him and returned the favor with a bitter expression. He was on his way out of a Chinese halfway house. I wonder what racists were doing there.
A crowd gathers in the middle of the furnace. I asked what was going on, and it was watching the broadcast. A large tent was set in all directions, and a white screen was placed underneath it. The clear light from the projector was caused by the dreadful winter weather.
Military patrols often patrol the central airspace. I was able to quickly find a soldier with a familiar face. When I asked him what was going on, he said it was an order from the Ministry of Defense's Publication. He looked me in the eye and asked me if it was real. He said yes. He liked it. I won the bet.
…… bet?
After he left, I looked at the screen from a distance. The objectified appearance of me was unfamiliar. On the screen, I, like someone else, had a violent struggle with five infectious strains. As the teeth of the clashing mutants approached, all refugees, regardless of their nationality, killed their breath. Deep elasticities that someone couldn't resist, one layer at a time. My face was burning when I heard it. It was an embarrassment before I was proud. Why is the shooting resolution of a military drone so high? That's all I could think about.
I tried to leave before anyone noticed, but I looked around. A lot of people murmured from the beginning of him. Less blatant hostilities than before. Instead, there were more eyes that were flustered or afraid. There were other aspirations and greed, and occasionally I could see the eyes of worship.
In front of the inflating emotions, I wanted to back off. I tried to be natural. I hope it didn't seem like I was running away.
# Journal, page 63, Camp Roberts
The Winter Alliance was quieter than before. Exactly, only when I'm around.
The public footage was too shocking. Everyone's eyes are not the same as before. More difficult people, more flattering people. Even Park Jin-seok was no exception. The reason it hasn't changed is because of you and Director Min Wangi. Director Min just smiled in admiration.
Anyway, it's clear that no one underestimates me as a child anymore.
The changing atmosphere was uncomfortable for me, but I will have to endure it. Expecting gradual improvement.
# Indoor (1), Camp Robert
There was a certain cycle at the end of this worldview. Just like the Ice Age and the Heavy Ice Age repeat, there comes a time of silence after a harsh incident. It seemed caring to enjoy the atmosphere of the world ending. Of course, this was also the time to prepare for the next stage.
Winter considered this to be a hepatic ice machine. In case the Wheel of Doom rolls again. This opportunity required refining the inner chamber and refining the combat strength of the Winter Alliance.
That's why the Chief of Operations approved the training plan. It was natural that Winter's line manager was the commander. The chief of operations demanded submission of the plan, but he was not strict. Rather, I was considerate. He issued training clothing and combat food, and even gave permission to use American military facilities for showers and meals. The miracle of Santa Maria must have been very impressive to him.
Winter invested the experience resources gained in Santa Maria in Teaching. I am familiar with it because it is essential to leadership. The Talent Benefit did a great job. In other words, it was less burdensome. However, the boundaries between grades 10 and 11 were troublesome. I wanted to maximize my combat skills with my strength.
Long-lasting concern. It was over when I saw Yura. When she heard that she was going to start training, she expressed just as much tension as her motivation. When I walked, my right foot and my right hand went out together. Winter raised Teaching to Grade 11 after nodding.
The fighters have tripled their reserves. During the training, I was determined to defeat the ineligible. The men's and women's rates were the same.
With the exception of the world's most extraordinary existence, players, the rest of the characters are in the realm of common sense. The training began at PT.
“Poetry, from the beginning, is too much, isn't it? ”
“Yes, it's not. ”
A light answer in winter. She grumbles at the winter, bowing her head. I can't get a word out of my mouth because I can't breathe. It would be the first time I've run two miles (3.2km). The stuffy shape, I threw off the vest with orange and yellow colors. A thick drop of sweat flowed down the chin line.
But Yura was good. Several people vomited everywhere. The rest of you are faceless and do not move. It was no different being a man.
It is because the reserve members of the winter team were not the best resource from the beginning.
Sergeant Pierce, a third-generation sergeant who offered advice on training, was pleased that winter's instructions were in line with Sari. I was a little surprised at the physical strength of the boy who had been corrected for technology.
I didn't stand idly by as I asked. As we run together, winter surpasses the lead and circles around the battalion commander one more time. The boss who saw it laughed curiously and turned around one more time.
And there were no fighters who came in earlier than the two of them.
“You are remarkable, Master Bull. ”
“You're great for your age. ”
Sergeant Pierce laughs again. I want to see this face.
Winter looked at the viewer's message. If you think about broadcasting, you have to turn it over to automation, but it is difficult to see the effect of 'tutoring'. Unavoidable manual progression; however, the reaction was not surprisingly poor.
A man was an aerobic creature who liked women when they were pretty. Of course, women liked sweaty, sexy men. It was the identity of the satisfaction the viewers felt. When I was asked to take a closer look at Yura's body, winter wanted to sigh.
The spectator quest became even worse. Yura wants to see you puke and asks you to harass her more. For once, I sighed, and winter refused the mission.
The unconscious boss interpreted the sigh of winter in a different direction.
“Are you disappointed?”
“No, you're not. I was just thinking about something else. ”
Hmm, suspicious black. But they don't dig. I moved on to a practical conversation
“Running is the most basic of all, yes, but what you really need in a combat situation is shorthand. Once you get used to it, it's more of a two-mile shuttle run. ”
“Yeah, that 'd be great. ”
Winter examined augmented reality UI. Linking the Teaching and Insights gave us the right amount of exercise and breaks for each individual. I don't know what the limits are.
“Now, everybody up. ”
“Yes? Already? Overexercising isn't the reverse effect? ”
“I think I've had enough rest. ”
“Hehe, little commander... I need a little more rest..." ”
A woman cried. When I was thinking about making an image that was too immersive in progress, Sergeant Pierce was distracted. He points to his hat.
“Lieutenant, you have to be the devil when you're wearing this. ”
I was wearing the same hat for winter. A wide brim. The boy looks sorry for those who are desperate to rest.
“They say so. Stand up, everyone."
“No... ”
There is a sound of crying everywhere. Except for a few men, it was mainly women. Sergeant Pierce has truly become a demon. Turn everyone into dirt while lying and rolling.
The best was not Yura, but the hardest was Yura. When it was really hard, I looked at it once in winter and stroked it. Winter reminded me of what she said. I'll try not to disappoint you. She was practicing her words. It is the condition of a good person.
Lunchtime. We gave everyone MREs. Eating this kind of food was also a training, and the Chief of Operations released it. Given the previous treatment of refugees, it was worth knowing the expectations of the refugee medical forces.
“Ugh... Isn't this a bit salty? ”
Some whining women. The original salty American taste was also military food.
“We need to replenish the saline we lost in the sweat. You'll get used to it.”
Tired people struggled to eat themselves. But eventually I eat. It was the people who were made for eating.
After a long rest, everyone found their undressed branches. The winter weather in Camp Roberts is about to be late in South Korea. The cloudy wind was enough to feel the cold.
Using this time, Sergeant Pierce taught the army. People couldn't even remember. Those who spoke English laughed at the rich rhymes of witty rhymes.
After another rolling afternoon, the boss suggested to winter.
“Why don't you all have dinner, take a shower, and then return to your quarters? ”
“Show off?”
When winter came to a point, a black boss revealed white teeth.
“You're quick to spot the bull. We know that power games are fierce among refugees. It may seem trivial, but it'll stand out in the middle of the garbage. ”
“Is that why you teach soldiers? ”
“A concubine. Where is a soldier who doesn't know a soldier?" ”
The evening was a happy time for the reserve crew. After the use of the U.S. military, the barracks were opened. Despite being more humble than before, diets for regular troops were qualitatively different from those for refugees. Winter had to work hard to prevent them from consuming themselves. It was a big deal after all.
The women burst into tears as they were provided with a hot shower after supper. The time limit is 10 minutes, enough for a man and too little for a woman. But everyone looked their best.
Winter accepted his boss's offer. At dusk, you leap past the checkpoint in the refugee zone. The reserves whisper in the daytime.
Hanath two three four Hanath two three four
When my old lady was 91 years old,
She did P.T. for fun.
When my old lady was 92 years old,
If she was on her way, she would have stepped on you.
When my old lady was 93 years old,
She did a PT on a tree!
……
When my grandmother was seventy-seven,
She died and went straight to heaven.
She met St. Peter at the purple door!
She said, “Hey, Peter. I hope I'm not too late. ”
Saint Peter smiled at her.
He said, “Get down, old lady. Ten push-ups! ”
The American soldiers guarding the checkpoint smile openly. They thought the reserves would look different. All the way through a few compartments, the refugees who came out were dumbfounded.
The reserves also seemed to be enjoying this. My legs ached and I kept on bleeding.
Artwork Reviews
1. There's no such thing as 40,000 years of stockpile. Blood Raven stole it.
2. Movies are a good source of compassion,
There's a lot of masterpieces.
The Second Coming of the Matchlock Girl, Clementine, 7Gwang-gu, The Three Musketeers...
I feel like I can destroy the Earth with my own sympathy.