17 Misunderstanding (1/2)

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Lazar opened his front door before the officer in front of it had the time to pound on it for the third time.

Now having an overview of what was going on outside, the situation was explaining itself.

Dozens of men in combat uniforms with their weapons on their backs or at their waist were busy putting his neighbors in their trucks.

Some of his neighbors were already loading their belongings while others were gathering theirs outside to do the same.

They were all prepared when the army arrived.

Even a moron would make the connection, they knew she was going to evacuate them and on top of that, they knew when.

'I had no intention of leaving, but, it's nice to see that they are even more pitiful than I thought for not having bothered to warn me.'

Very quickly his attention returned to the officer in front of him.

Lazar hadn't only recognized this man as being an officer thanks to the badge on his combat uniform but also to his posture and his air very characteristic.

'He's a colonel.'

He was a middle-aged man about 6 feet tall with a pointed red mustache and brown eyes.

He wore the standard combat uniform, in other words, dozens of pounds of equipment now completely useless for fighting monsters.

The facade expression he showed Lazar was quite reassuring at first, even when he saw that his arm clearly blocked the entrance to his house.

”Hello young man, your neighbors told me that they saw you outside yesterday, I would like to talk about...”

'It gets better and better, they report my actions to be appreciated by the army now.'

However, after a few seconds, when the officer noticed the tattoo on Lazar's arm and the clothes he was wearing, he was much less friendly.

”Can you tell me what crap idea crossed your head to make you think it was okay to pretend to be the pride of our army?! And don't play dumb, you know what I'm talking about!”

He knew that sooner or later this kind of misunderstanding would happen to him.

'Shit, I didn't think it would happen that quickly.'

The colonel was so upset that in just a second his complexion had gone from white to red.

He had barked so hard in Lazar's face that it had caught the attention of all the soldiers around.

Some had left the civilians to come and see what was going on and now 5 of them were surrounding the entrance to his house.

”What's going on Colonel Slawn?!”

”Look at his left arm!”

The defusal of the situation was going to be complicated.

”What do we have here, another fake Navy Seal!?”

Lazar had done this tattoo barely a week ago and it was already giving him shit...

At that time the commanders of each Seal team had come to choose their recruits by observing their performance at the training camp.