Live-Fire Training
Many people had been thrown straight into grueling paramilitary drills, and they hadn't been able to adjust. As soon as they were dismissed that afternoon, a whole lot of them collapsed on the spot. Many didn't even make it to dinner before they slumped onto their beds.
Fortunately, the cafeteria thoughtfully served late-night snacks, letting those who had finally recovered get something to eat instead of going hungry all night before facing the next day's drills.
The first time was hard; the second was easier.
With the first day's experience behind them, everyone woke up in their dorms as soon as reveille sounded the next morning. After a flurry of activity, they all made it downstairs to the cadence of the assembly call. They were even a little faster than the day before.
In less than ten minutes, everyone had arrived on the field and fallen into formation. Their clothes were still a little disheveled, but they looked much better than yesterday.
Enough talk. Back to training.
The three classic basics of military training were the most grueling. It hadn't even taken three days—after just two, everyone moved like a single unit.
To the sound of whistles and shouted cadence, they marched around the field in perfect rhythm, their boots thudding in unison.
Even those who'd still had rough edges had been completely smoothed out by then.
By the fourth day, the three basics were finally over, and they moved on to field fortifications.
As accompanying personnel for a peacekeeping force sent to a sensitive region, they could find themselves in a firefight at any moment.
If they got caught in a hail of bullets, they might not be charging forward like combat troops, but they still needed to protect themselves. That was when the military's versatile folding