Prologue to the war

Northern Fortress... Schoolyard...

On the stage, a strong man with a scar running through his forehead and the corners of his eyes leaned forward, his hands lying on the podium to support the weight of his upper body.

The strong man looked around the field, and his exposed arms were bruised.

An exhibitionist on stage who was giving a speech was improvising.

Off the field, if it weren't for the fact that everyone around me was shivering with cold, I would have thought that the snow around me was actually an illusion.

"Hey, recruits, miscellaneous fish, rookies,

Good morning! Snowy September, perhaps harvest season in your hometown.

In this harvest season, I would like to welcome you all with the courage to come here.

I stand here today to speak just to tell all of you. No matter how good your unit was before, here, you are all garbage. ”

Off the field, there was a lot of discussion, and many people even felt indignant about the exhibitionist theory.

"Quiet!"

There was a loud "boom", and the stone podium was smashed by a strong man.

Off the field, there was a sudden silence.

Strong man, very satisfied with the realization off the field. Continued,

"Brix has always been the harshest place in the Empire, but the soldiers stationed here have never been afraid, and the loyal guardians of the Empire are the northernmost parts of the Empire, selflessly dedicating themselves to creating a peaceful environment and a good life for the Empire.

Bricks soldiers, the strongest existence in the Empire, and an example of excellent soldiers. I hope that during your tenure, you will not lose the honor of our Brixes. I don't mind, enforce the wartime regulations. ”

From the sidelines, a weak voice rang out.

"According to the new laws of the Empire! You can't do this to us!"

Although it is expected that there will be objections, this situation of casually interrupting others is still unpleasant.

"Who's it?"

The roar of the strong man made someone stand up involuntarily.

"Hmm!" the strong man looked at the list in his hand.

"No. 113. First of all, I would like to remind you that you must report before filing an objection, didn't your commander tell you?"

"It's... That one.... ”

Before he finished explaining, the adjutant on the side stepped forward and "snapped" was two slaps.

"Oh! yes! There is no objection here. A soldier's vocation is to obey orders, and you, you just need to obey. ”

The strong man stared at the man in the audience on the stage, "Got it?"

"Hmm... Not... Not. ”

The man clutched his cheeks and couldn't speak.

The red and swollen cheeks and the blood overflowing from the corners of the mouth are all telling how heavy the two slaps were just now.

"So now, who has any objections?"

Off the field, there was silence. Fools understand that this is a trick to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

"So... Finally, I wish you all peace with me during your service. Of course, I wouldn't advise you to complain. As he spoke, the strong man licked his lips with great enjoyment.

"Now with the subordinate units!"

Watching the strong man leave......

Several adjutants stepped forward.

"Follow me to those who hear the name!"

The adjutants began to take the roll call according to the list in hand.

The number of people on the field began to decrease rapidly.

In an instant, it was just me, and a few other girls.

"Angelina Hawke!" (Because the troops must have a surname, although I followed Dogget's surname.) )

"Yes!"

The adjutant looked at the list in his hand, looked up again and confirmed, I was petite on the field.

"What the hell are the people up there?" said Adjutant Nan Nan to himself.

Not only was it incredible, but I was amazed myself. On the list, my unit reads, Ranger Outpost.

Although the adjutant was a little skeptical about the authenticity of the order, this could only be reflected to his immediate superiors after the task was completed.

"Come with me!"

In the logistics warehouse, even the smallest training uniform, I was dressed like a robe.

This made the adjutant in charge couldn't help but laugh "poof".

"Sorry, your military uniform will be sent to the barracks tomorrow!"

That's all I have to say! Looks like I don't have a choice.

The adjutant and the logistics officer said hello and left my body measurements behind.

Lead me to the Rangers' garrison.

"What a joke!"

Sure enough, the commander of the rangers was the strong man who had just spoken.