3 Psychic children 3 (1/2)
”AA-Aaah!”
The Chinese boy ran at Simon, causing the latter to become flustered.
The boy's telekinesis powers were not strong enough to be useful in actual battle so they started battling it out with their fists.
”Stand at attention. Get down you brats.”
The children who were slow got thoroughly beaten. The specially made stick was unable to break bones but was substantial enough to make a nice bruise.
Bam! Bam!
The drill instructors instantly suppressed the two and stood between them.
”Fighting already? Hopeless little brats. Simon Dell? You're so confident with a skill that might be a little bit useful at your grandfather's birthday? If that's all you're capable of, then you're nothing but a huge embarrassment.”
The sergeant singled Simon out and punished him once again with more force. Simon's eyes glistened with tears. The children realized at this moment.
'Our enemy isn't the ones next to us, but that person. The drill sergeant!'
The sergeant continued to curse the children while lashing out beatings.
Ironically, the air became less stifled. The children were able to come together after finding a common enemy in the sergeant. Everyone became livid as they talked behind the sergeant's back with one another.
”As expected, children are so simple.”
The instructors monitoring them laughed.
A different sergeant spotted a particular Korean child. It was Han Lee.
”That brat is a little different. He is very calm. He doesn't spout nonsense and doesn't join in on the bad-mouthing either.”
”I doubt it. At that age children don't have much insight in life.”
Han already understood the situation. The drill instructors were monitoring them and looking for the right time to come into the room. They had been waiting for the exact time when the children would fight amongst one another to create an event in which they would be able to unite as one.
After analyzing the situation, Han joined in on bad-mouthing the sergeants with the others. Han planned to completely understand the situation and get by without standing out too much. He was still too unfamiliar with this place to act rashly.
***
Han and the other children were given three weeks to get familiar with the Ark. After three weeks, they would be incorporated in with the first years.
Ark was organized by years, but in actuality, as long as anyone finished the curriculum they would be instantly transferred along side the next year of students. There were only a few students who were placed in their rightful years.
”That's good. At least we can stick together for three more weeks.”
The children befriended one another quickly. They were children, so their discrimination against other countries and race had not developed as much.
When they saw an opportunity to befriend others, they had no hesitations.They had their own cliques, of course, but they didn't view each other as enemies.
All of the children had been dropped into an unfamiliar place and had walked the same road.
They quickly learned basic military jargon and commands during this time. During afternoons, they were busy with psyker power training classes.
”Simon Dell, you trained with the Royal England School of Psykers?”
A soldier who fought as an acquired psyker in the First Wave of Aggression spoke. Currently, he worked as one of Ark's instructors.
”Yes, that's right.”
Simon got up with confidence. He had a lot of pride. He was one of few psyker recruits who had received formal training beforehand.
England, and a few other countries, also ran their own psyker training schools. Of course, all advanced training was done through Ark.
”That's good. Have you been enlightened on your personal psyker characteristic yet?”