A guerrilla march.
It is literally a march involved in guerrilla training. In general, it refers to marches when going to a guerrilla
field and returning from generation after generation.
Haeundae was the first march this year since it was adopted as a military school. It's the first time, but the
executives chose it as a specialty.
The first guerrilla march, which has become a specialty of the future, rose first in the second grade according
to the experiment.
There are also stars who are not inferior to third-grade sergeant Kim Se-yeon, and it is better to overwork the
growing sophomore than the soldiers who should leave nicely.
a first-time exercise The first large-scale training exercise, with executives as well as even the media paying
attention.
I don't really want to imagine how hard it will be.
The destination, the guerrilla field, was located halfway up the mountain, about 30 kilometers from the
battalion.
Hello!
It's a 30-kilometer walk away with a 40-kilogram load!
You walk for 50 minutes and then take 10 minutes off. You just have to repeat it 5 times
The guerrilla and marching assistants were composed of third-grade soldiers. In particular, Sergeant Ahn
Sung-ho was famous for already being at the shortstop.
"Yay! I can't wait to go home!"
Park Jin-sung and other second lieutenants gathered at the training ground.
Of course, the parade ground was packed with soldiers. Kim Se-yeon and the unknown F-class were
appreciated by the ever-increasing gaze.
"Partial dam, are you okay?"
"What?"
"That's all right."
"Don't stop asking awkwardly."
Kim Se-yeon was currently in a state of full bloom.
The weather was crazy and I had to carry useless luggage, so my irritation doubled.
Those who would have put the box in the military were annoyed, those who peeked were annoyed, and most
of all, those who openly looked at Park Jin-sung were annoyed the most.
"Hehe."
In fact, Park Jin-sung, who knew or didn't know he was a bad person, was a little annoyed.
Park Jin-sung's performance so far is ignored just because Idea is class F.
"Sigh. I think it'll be okay if we measure our combined combat capabilities again."
"Partial dam? Partial dam?" What do you mean it's okay?"
"Well, first of all, I'm not okay at all."
"Aha."
The first car of the second company carrying executives left the training ground first. It was followed by an
ambulance with a battalion special military doctor.
Lastly, 2nd company and 1st platoon start.
Since it starts in order of platoon, platoon 10 is the last one to depart.
"Hey, you're a lousy trainer. Did you pack all the water and blister patches?"
"What's a blister patch? Don't you just need a lot of water?"
"Hmph. Don't ask me to lend you later."
Kim Se-yeon said while fixing her military boots. Park Jin-sung slightly supported the military commander
because he bowed his head with the military commander on his back.
"Partial dam, but ask me to take off my beret. Why are you wearing this?"
"I'm glad it's not a bulletproof helmet. They used to carry guns here. A gun weighs about three kilograms, so
imagine carrying it around in your hand."
"No? That's the way! I think it will help you grow both!"
"…I don't want to wear a beret."
The 10th platoon also began to move slowly.
It was the same as the usual shift by squad. Squad leader in the lead, partial leader in the rear.
"Hehe. Actually, I thought a lot about whether to bring dumbbells or not."
"Do you have dumbbells at home? Didn't you focus on body training?"
"I hesitated because I was in the gym."
"Well, yeah... but hey, why is the guy who didn't want to go around like that all of a sudden being so cheap?"
"Ugh."
"Huh? Trainee?"
Park Jin-sung, who thought of HT, trembled as if the thorn tree was not shaking.
"HT is different…. Sergeant Ahn Sung-ho is Lee, a real monster. If your classroom life is cafe mocha, HT is
ah, Americano...!!"
"Oh, you do."
Kim Se-yeon quietly convinced Ahn Sung-ho when she imagined him spinning on the iron bar.
As I entered the city center, quite a few people looked at the crew.
The person who shouted "fighting" loudly, the person who came to the middle and took a selfie, etc. were no
joke.
In particular, Kim Se-yeon was as popular as a big brand.
Many people were attracted to Kim Se-yeon's fair appearance, but many people said hello knowing her as a
white jade goblin.
Like that, Kim Se-yeon was suffering from the public.
The platoon members in front of Park Jin-sung blatantly glanced at Kim Se-yeon. Looking forward, I could
feel the interest of the 9th platoon.
"What else is it? What is it? Ah...".'
Park Jin-sung realized the reason at once.
Just to the left of the march was a building that was familiar for a while.
The glass, which was reminiscent of a large mirror, was all broken and even the inside of it was smashed.
Now that even the lid was opened coolly, it was a ruin that could hardly be called a bank.
I... I change.'
I hated myself so much that I chose the primary accusation of F-class.
The accusations ended up being shackled all over.
But meeting Ahn Sung-ho and Kim Se-yeon.
I am above the soul. And there's no class in the soul.'
I will prove that the individual is above the already determined soul.
When I organized my thoughts again, mental peace came.
Park Jin-sung, who had his own leisure, forced himself into the crowd where Kim Se-yeon was.
"Oh, my. Are you alive?"
"Don't talk to me because I'm on the verge of death... Ah! Yes! Thank you for your support! Whoo! Whoo!"
"Oh, my god, my part. You've become a celebrity. I have no regrets even if I close my eyes."
"Hey! Then walk with your eyes closed on this march! What?! I'm not saying this to you guys! Hoho! Hoho!
Hoho! Thanks to you, I can march with my eyes closed!"
No matter how confident Kim Se-yeon was, she could not easily deal with an unspecified number of people.
This is because as a person who has received a lot of attention since childhood, he knew how scary the power
of the majority was.
In the end, Kim Se-yeon was able to take a breather only after the second company's No. 1 car came to the
end. "Wow, we've come down here to Company One."
"Stop bothering me...."
"Hehe. Are you okay?"
Park Jin-sung put his hand on Kim Se-yeon's drooping shoulder.
"Poor price... It's pretty good for passing the bank?
"Oh, did you know that? It's been a long time since I got over the bank. Hehe."
"Well, then, why don't you take your hand off my shoulder? It's heavy."
The march entered a relatively deserted coastal road. Only the cars slowed down from time to time, passing
the parade line
As the weather was hot, more and more crew members took off their berets.
The fact that there was not a cloud was rather murderous, so the executives almost condoned it.
"Second Squadron, all the way!" Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!"
"Phew, it's a break!"
"Break! Send it to the back with a double chant!"
It was the first time I had a break since my departure. I sat as close to the side of the road as I could.
I didn't know when I walked, but when I tried to sit down, my legs throbbed.
"Hehe. This is good enough for training."'
Park Jin-sung, who became a trainer, appreciated his thighs with satisfaction.
"Last value, I'm sorry to keep shooting at you. Are you a pervert?"
"Oh, don't say that with a serious face. I'm hurt."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
It was when Kim Se-yeon was looking at Park Jin-sung like a bug. Not far away, a terrible moan broke out.
"F, My ankle!"
There were nine platoon members.
It is better to take off the military commander first and rest during the break between the marches. Of course,
you can sit with your head on, but if you do something wrong, you can get ridiculously hurt.
"Laughing!"
Unsurprisingly, the 9th platoon member had a sprained ankle while trying to sit in a hurry. He weighed down
his ankle relentlessly with his own weight plus the weight of the military commander.
An ambulance on the side of platoon 1 carried 9 platoon members.
Kim Se-yeon, who watched the scene for a while, crumpled her face as she was. "Hmph. Weak guy."
"Hmmm, partial dam. What do you mean to a sick person?"
"Yeah, you're right. Come to think of it, he wasn't weak, he was clever."
"What?"
Park Jin-sung, who put a question mark on his face, identified an ambulance pointed by Kim Se-yeon with a
chin gesture.
It was quite far away, but it was clearly visible to Park Jin-sung.
The corners of the mouth of the 9th platoon member, who lowered his head like a sinner, were twitching
slightly.
"Seo, did you fall down on purpose?! You don't want to walk this far?!"
"It's like this to you."
"You chose to get hurt over a march! Is this, fart?!"
Other members of the company watched the injured platoon 9 with envy and envy.
"Ten-minute break is over! I'm all Let's go!
The march resumed with the loud cries of the executives.
Kim Se-yeon, who carried the military commander, took out food from the gas mask bag. In the first place,
the gas mask bag was tied to the thigh, so the speed of taking it out was very fast.
"Hey, that's not fair."
"Oh, don't do it because it's a disgrace. There are many better nicknames."
"Do you want chocolate?"
"Hehe. Actually, I felt a lot of affection for the title of being cheap, yes."
"Come on, hehe, here you go."
"Why are you laughing all of a sudden? Thank you, though. How did you know I was low on sugar? What?
It was no ordinary chocolate.
It was a deformity called mint chocolate, which was naturally added to the green.
"Heeheehee. Aren't you going to eat?"
"That's all right. Eat a lot of partial dams."
"Oh, I'm fine, too. I have a lot of mine."
"It's just... chocolate...?"
"Mint chocolate is also chocolate. Don't you think so? Are you belittling people who like mint chocolate?
Huh? Is that so? Hey, you?
It was an authentic chocolate containing black that only Kim Se-yeon eats.
"I like partial dam and mint chocolate, but I prefer plain chocolate."
"Eat."
"Oh, I'm not going to eat it because I think I'll be thirsty if I eat it."
"Eat it."
Kim Se-yeon said, adding one more mint chocolate.
"Sigh... tell everything to the executives.... Tell them you put food in your gas mask bag.."
"Huh? What?"
Kim Se-yeon added another mint chocolate with a big smile.
"Oh, my devil... There's a devil next to me...."
"Huh. Have you seen such a pretty devil?"
"Oh, one thing for sure, I've never seen such a white devil before."
Park Jin-sung said as he held back his overwhelming tears. Every time I put mint chocolate in my mouth, I
felt like I was getting tears.
After two more breaks, we finally entered the mountain path of hell.
It felt like a road with a slope of well over 45 degrees. There were no buildings nearby, and it was not good as
a stopover, so it was a place where only shiny asphalt was everything.
As the title of hell, the number of exodus began to occur.
Some of the crew members collapsed purely with sweat, but most of them did not.
"Well, it's my first march, but I can't believe it."
"Oh, I can't stand this much."
Kim Se-yeon and Park Jin-sung grumbled for different reasons.
"Hey, look behind you. This is why I said no. You're going to come back anyway. Tsk tsk."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
The ambulance came down to the end of the 10th platoon and spat out the exodus it had previously loaded.
Teachers of Haeundae Special Education University still had many elite backgrounds. This is because once
you exceed the average, you can teach others.
Among them, Mr. Yang was very outstanding. The ability to be hidden by the setting of the representative
beauty of the battalion was at least one head superior to other executives.
The defectors treated by Mr. Yang returned to the ranks of the march again. Standing behind the 10th platoon,
each walked with a poo-chewing expression.
"Well, that's nice. It's your own military doctor, too. Right?
"Hahaha. I don't have the money to hire a master like you."
It was when Park Jin-sung and Kim Se-yeon were holding out with small talk.
Sneak.
A rather shiny four-seater military vehicle joined the march silently.