(Military Training Camp)
(POV: 3rd Person)
There is hustle and bustle in a military training camp. A batch of recruits is clearing an obstacle course. Another batch is in the firearms range, learning to handle all sorts of weapons.
Some recruits were learning how to use melee weapons, and some were practising military boxing if the situation required it in war.
Amid the activities, a military bus carrying a new batch of recruits entered the base camp.
All the recruits were led to the barber's area, where they were made to look like monks in training. Then, they were given their military uniforms and boots.
Then they were shown the barracks where they would stay for the training period. During all these procedures, Jon didn't even realise that the sun had set.
(POV: Jon)
'Phew, today has been a long day.' I conversed with myself while lying in my bunk bed.
Then he looked around, and all the teenagers around him were checking their beds, locating their toilets and bathrooms. Some were unpacking their other necessities of life.
'I don't understand where these kids get so much energy from.' I thought while whining as per usual.
Then came my best buddy I had made earlier on the bus, who lowered his head from the upper bunk bed to talk to me.
"So you are tired after all this hectic day, huh?" He asked. "Is it that obvious?" I asked in return.
"No, but I can see a tiredness in your eyes like you didn't rest for a long time, "He replied.
I was taken aback when he answered. It reminded me of the 21st-century meme 'Those eyes chico, those eyes they never lie huh.'
While floating in the abyss, I couldn't sleep because I was in my soul form. But that is in human psychology, even if you don't feel tired, you try to get a satisfying nap.
'You don't know how close you are to truth, Liam Boy!' I thought.
"You are quite sharp for a blonde guy," I replied. He stared at my face while smirking after hearing that. "Is there something on my face?" I questioned him.
He answered mockingly, "You are pretty brave for a feminine-looking guy. I'd be looking over my shoulder if I were you."
This horrified me. I asked him, "Why do you mean by that, you blonde ape?" He didn't reply. I asked again, but the answer was the same, which was nothing.
'Dammit I know I had delicate features with brown hair, I didn't knew I have a potential of becoming barack bunny.' this thought suddenly shuddered me.
I swore I would work out, get muscular, and get a beard so I wouldn't become a twink.
While I was thinking, the blackout lights were cut off, so it was our cue to go to sleep, but an earlier conversation with Liam didn't let me sleep for a while, but after some time, I drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, the waking alarm rang. Drill sergeants were screaming at the top of their lungs to wake the recruits up for training, but I swear I had just gotten to sleep.
'Well, none of this matters.' I scramble to fight and change into my PT uniform.
We were led to run on a 1.6 km course, along with doing a set of exercises in which I was barely hanging due to my weak constitution, but I persevered. I knew I was getting strong due to my assimilation rate increasing by looking at system interference.
[ Asmilation rate (Chamber): 2.5%]
Then we were given time to shower and be prepared, like shaving and brushing our teeth, for the rest of the training. We barely had breakfast were ripped apart from our dining benches.
After that, we were again on the training grounds. The next part of the training was to clear the obstacle course.
We were first required to climb up the wall, then rope crossings, afterward were tunnels and wells, then bamboo curtains and water tanks, and many more.
As we cleared the course, my movements got sharper as the course went on, not to the level of superhuman category, just barely, but I can already feel the changes.
[Asmilation rate (Chamber): 2.75%]
Because an agent in Valorant, Chamber, has to be physically fit to fulfill his missions, as my assimilation rate was getting higher, my physical body was also getting stronger with it.
You know, most people give up working out when they can't see results. But when you know you are getting by putting in efforts, you get addicted to it.
So now I am getting addicted to this feeling. 'I hope I didn't turn into training junkie, but it is necessary to survive what lie ahead in the future.'
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