After the temporary rest order, the battalion returned to normal.
The 2nd Battalion, 10th Platoon, was rapidly emerging as a semi-legendary in the battalion.
Adults also kicked out the plague, which fell down, with their own power.
In addition, Kim Il-jung, the head and core of North Korea, is not just a member. The axis of evil that even
great powers worry about.
The return of gold was also regrettable because it had secured valuable sources of information.
"Wow. I'm passing class 10 of the second grade."
"Where?"
Not only the battalion teachers but also the sergeant of the third company respected the 10th platoon members
of the 2nd company.
As such, all platoon members were respected by all battalions.
Except for one person. "Sigh."
In fact, Park Jin-sung, who was the main character, received no benefits.
It was just that Kim Se-yeon covered Park Jin-sung so that she could no longer touch him.
You have to overcome it.'
After returning to his daily life, Park had to suppress his anger at first.
No matter how much the enemy was, I didn't like that he was led to death by the wrong instinct.
Lee Seung-hwa and Byun Ki-young were also dangerous in the middle, and not cutting Kim Se-yeon was
almost a miracle.
a sunset afternoon after all the classes
Park Jin-sung took a step toward Ahn Sung-ho, who will always be in the same place.
"Blowing, puffing."
"...."
The spacious gym was filled with a harsh breath.
Breathe is out of control, clothes are covered in sweat like water.
Park Jin-sung has also worked out together for the past few weeks, but he has never seen Ahn Sung-ho so
tired.
"Blowing! Blowing!
Ahn Sung-ho was the true hard worker who added effort to his efforts and multiplied effort again.
I got goosebumps when I saw the fully compressed muscles.
With pure physical ability, there will already be no one around the world to rub against. At the age of a senior
in high school.
"If it's him! If you're Sergeant Ahn Sung-ho,
I want to get over myself.
That monstrous man might give you the right way.
Park Jin-sung, who was overwhelmed with strange expectations, approached Ahn Sung-ho.
"Hmm? Park Jin Sung? I think he told me to take a rest this month."
"Ha ha. I'm here to see Sergeant, yes."
I want to change it right away, but I will take it into consideration as it is a case. Go and rest."
"Wow. Is Sergeant Ahn Sung-ho respecting me?""
"What are you talking about? I respected you from the very day you joined our HT."
Uh, our HT....' "I'm sorry, but it's a waste of time, so let's listen to it while training."
"Hmmm! You're sorry! It's all right! There's nothing I don't do!"
Ahn Sung-ho began to fly with his body hanging from the iron bar.
"So, what's going on?"
"Wow, can we talk like that?"
"I'm serious enough. So you can ask me what you want to ask."
"...."
Sergeant Ahn Sung-ho was already aware of Park Jin-sung's mind. Rather, I waited for it to come this way.
Ahn Sung-ho, who trained his god to the limit, naturally became stronger.
the realization of a true inner and outer strength
Ahn Sung-ho was already at a stage where there might be a clear intuition.
"I have a rough idea. Isn't it something like, "How can I be stronger?"
"Hahaha. Your way of speaking is like NPC
"It's not so bad if you're a former NPC."
"Oh, do you play games, Sergeant?"
"I swear I've never done it before."
"Eagle, I swear...."
Ahn Sung-ho immediately switched from the iron bar to push-ups.
"Then what is it? Are you here to ask for another training menu?"
"Sgt. Do you think you're capable of the soul?"
"What?"
The push-up position stopped with the arms bent.
"Maybe it's a rumor. Even in my view, the world's soul-whatever system is well organized. So there's a
hierarchy in the soul."
"None."
Ahn Sung-ho cut off very firmly. The movements that I was doing stopped and waited for the next word
honestly.
"But you know it! Different grades show different performances!"
"I know, but there's no class in the soul. But."
"...."
"However, there is a class in the owner."
"What do you mean...?"
"Park Jin-sung… Don't bother to check through me what you know."
"…I don't know what you mean."
A spirit as mad as murder cannot be higher than other souls.
From the age of ten to the age of eighteen, for eight years.
Park Jin-sung did not acknowledge his idea or the reason for enlightening the idea.
If you admit your intention to kill, you will understand that you are crazy from the time you were born.
I already buried a lot of blood, but I didn't want to admit this.
I can never believe that murder means existence.
"No, you already know. That's why I said it at first. Make an effort."
"Then... please tell me how to work on it.."
"At first, I thought you weren't trying. But you were always on HT without complaining. To do this ridiculous
schedule."
"So I made an effort?" No, no, no, no, no, no! I was just dragged by the sergeant. I'm just...!"
"There must have been something you wanted to check through me."
Ahn Sung-ho, who was staring at Park Jin-sung, caught a pair of 20-kilogram dumbbells.
How Park Jin-sung denies his idea.
It was a denial of the World Spiritual Rating System.
No matter how poor a soul is, there is no gap between the souls if it can have powerful combat power.
No matter how poor a soul is, there is no gap if it has deep potential.
When there is no gap in the soul, there is a place for a deformed soul like complete murder.
What a silly story.
Even kindergarteners can't get away with it.
But this stupid logic was the only hope Park Jin-sung was holding on to.
"Sir, you have my idea...?"
"So what, do you think Ahn Sung-ho can be your hope?"
the mastermind of the B-class idea and the general combat capability AHe was always showing.
Self who develops through endless improvement.
"In fact, Jadea...!"
I told Ahn Sung-ho the secrets of a guy named Park Jin-sung.
I told my brother, who is only one year older, the facts that adults have been deceiving.
on the full intention of murder
I didn't reveal everything in the past, but I consulted on what I had been thinking about.
"You don't want to be dominated by ideas. The drastic change was also in IDEA."
"Mi, do you believe me? You're insisting that grade F was actually grade S."
"You didn't insist. Don't you think so?"
"Thank you…"
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."
"It's especially out of control these days. Come to think of it now, honestly, the first battle with Sgt. was
dangerous... And when I tasted the blood recently, I felt like I was losing my reason."
"Whoa. Do you think I'm a weakling all over the world?"
"What are you talking about all of a sudden?"
Absolutely not.
Park Jin-sung has never seen anyone match the word monster as Ahn Sung-ho.
"No, I swear not."
"Whoa. I swear. I guarantee that. You're not a weakling all over the world either."
"Then teach me how to try! I don't want to be swayed by me anymore! Do you know why I keep doing club
activities that I don't want to do?! It was all to hear your secret! You have complete control over yourself like
a sergeant...!!"
"I thought you were doing it because you wanted to do it
Ahn Sung-ho became a crybaby in a strange part.
"So please!"
"Arthur, you're already trying. That's a long time ago, too
"...."
with a thud
Ahn Sung-ho shook himself as he dropped the dumbbell.
"Park Jin-sung, your physical ability is quite high even in my opinion. What have you done so far to get your
hands on the body?"
"Of course, exercise...."
"Yeah, things you've done here, or things you've done before."
"Sgt. Is the real fight in the mountains NPC?" What are you saying so vaguely?"
"A healthy body has a healthy mind."
"Ah."
Park Jin-sung exclaimed unknowingly.
"And a healthy mind has strong power. That's the theory I'm pushing for."
"You're in your right mind?"
"The sports we've been doing are more... Yes, rather, Park Jin-sung would have helped you a lot."
"I, I..."
There are often people who can't handle their ideas. Only those who cannot love themselves cannot deal with
their souls. A man who doesn't like himself can't be said to have a healthy mind."
"How on earth do you like murderous things?"
"Love Park Jin-sung, who can handle murder, rather than Park Jin-sung, who is swayed here and there. That'll
do."
"It's so easy to say...."
a weakling
Ahn Sung-ho's top, which had been sweating for hours, eventually became a mop and ripped.
Ahn used to tear up clothes like that several times a day. Within six hours after the battalion class.
"I wanted the best. But my talent wasn't the best."
"...."
Even if I tried hard, I couldn't even lick the bottom, let alone the best. The reason why Kim Se-yeon doesn't
remember me is just because I was weak. I never made it to the top round when I was in middle school."
"Well, that's a lie."
"My Idea looked very efficient at first glance, but it wasn't like that at all in the real world."
Park Jin-sung recalled Ahn Sung-ho's idea in his head.
[I'll catch you]
World Spiritual Unit Rating System (IDA): B¯
You can definitely catch the object you designate.
It is limited to a certain distance, and you go to the position of the object and catch it yourself.
The time taken to travel the distance is omitted.
As Ahn Sung-ho once said, this was not a great idea.
"At that time, I focused on hitting and leading the fight. What do you do when you get close? Rather, it was
giving a chance to an armed opponent."
"…is that why you work out so desperately? Trying to bridge the gap somehow?"
We only changed the method. From trying hard to trying hard, to trying hard to trying hard."
Ahn Sung-ho, who suffered despair throughout his third year of middle school due to close combat, began to
change his style from the beginning.
I decided to see an idea that is only B밖에 as much as B나. "Must catch" was like approaching a heavily armed opponent without any weapons.
What is the most efficient pattern of fighting closely?
Putting the target on the concrete floor will cause unimaginable damage.
Ahn Sung-ho, who has been thinking so far, started training to put any opponent on the ground.
He overworked his muscles several times throughout the day, including jiu-jitsu, ssireum, and judo.
In fact, I did physical training when I was in middle school. It would have been OK if the robbery was raised
unconsciously.
A few times I faint during exercise.
Before I knew it, B class Idea had become an A급 class combat force.
"I succeeded in getting over myself. And I'm still going over it."
"...."
While listening, Park Jin-sung found himself stiff. The flesh of the rooster that smacked his whole body made
his body firm.
When I imagined the efforts that Ahn Sung-ho had made, I couldn't move my body.
"I'm going to be the best. Park Jin-sung, what are you going to do?"
"Hahaha. Do you mean me?"
There is such a great mentor in front of you.
We've been running away a lot, so let's slowly move forward.
"You look better. First of all, continue your routine. If you continue to grow up as an F, you'll be able to deal
with that sickening murder someday."
A healthy body was the first step toward a healthy mind.
"Haha. Can you teach me this much in detail? You'll lose your top spot."
"Hmm. I didn't expect you to change your mind that much. Ask me again. Do you think I'm a weakling all
over the world?"
"Just be a teacher, Sergeant. That's better for you than a fighter."
"I'll consider it when I get older."
"Oh, I'm old enough now."
"Shut up, 8th grade syndrome. This is advice."
Life is all about relaxation, son.]
Park Jin-sung, who regained his composure, started training after Ahn Sung-ho.