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2/4/2016 4:28:02 AM
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"Ah, I'm engineering. Yours will take A bit from what I've heard, but that's a cool job. You hear about withers? She got discharged for flirting with the sergeants down the hall. "
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[i]"Sounds like what she would do, didn't like her anyways"[/i]
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The engineer recruit laughs, and is about to say something else when the Russian sergeant bursts in. Of the two he was definitely the one that pushed them harder, but he was fair as well as tough. "Alright everyone up! We're going for a run! Get your gear!" The recruits scramble to get their gear together and form up. Helmets, canteens and rifles are all scattered, probably the reason for the run.
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[b]She curses, preparing herself for the run[/b]
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The run is in the holo room, and the sergeant, rather fond of his mountainous home world, set the run at low lying foot hills. He keeps a fast pace going and the trail is hard, unpaved and rough terrain.
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[b]She slows every now and then, but manages to keep up[/b]
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The group finally ends the run. Each man and woman eventually makes their way back to the barracks. Some crashed on their beds, others hit the shower.
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[b]She crashes, later showering and sleeping[/b]
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The last week of training were the trials, the last test, a culmination of everything they've learned. Included was a exercise, set in a village. The small seaside fisherman's village was supposedly a supply point for a local militia that supports the rebellion. The mission, eliminate the cache in by any means possible, the stipulation that if avoidable, do not harm any civilians.
