22 Squad 13 (1/2)
”The transfer requirement to year 2 is strict. The officers of Ark are not able to independently judge if a student qualifies.”
It's almost time for another batch of students to be transferred into second year. No words were needed to explain how drastically the overall mood and behavior of Ark's sergeants had changed.
They would be choosing a select few first years to transfer up into second year. Most of the students would be from class A and the rare student from class B would be transferred up as well.
”Simon and Dimitri are pretty much confirmed already.”
Jose said while lazing on his bed. The sergeants didn't have enough time to compile all the data, so all of the first years' schedules were put on hold.
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This entire day was a free period for the first years. The fact that they had an entire day off meant that the sergeants had important decisions to make.
”If all of the first years' sergeants are required to be present for the meeting, there can only be one reason: selecting new transfers for year 2.”
The youths whispered amongst themselves. Han spent his time reading through his e-books.
It was a book on tactical strategies that the first generation of psykers used during the first wave of aggression.
There was much trial and error while trying to defeat the mysterious dragons from an unknown world. Many lives were sacrificed to develop an effective strategy against the dragons.
”Han, stop being so dull and reading books. Let's go out. Do you know how to play soccer?”
”Yes, I do.”
Jose led all the kids to the vacant lot behind their dormitories. They kicked the ball and started a game of soccer. Everyone was of different nationalities, but their passion for soccer was the same.
”Hey! Using psychic powers is against the rules!”
”I know that!”
The youths of class B now seemed like children of their age.
”Huu, huu.”
Han had also become completely engaged in the soccer match.
When the orphanage had been operating, he frequently enjoyed this sport. He was able to feel the same joy years ago; blindly following after a single ball and running around was enjoyable.
”Damn! Block Jose!”
Jose seemed to be an expert at footwork. His soccer skills were exceptional. His latin blood seemed to boil with passion for the sport.
”GOOOAAAL! I'm Pele reborn!”
Jose cheered after making a goal. He jumped around and did a tumbling roll.
It would be dangerous to hit his head onto the cement ground, but these types of acrobatics for the youths of Ark were no problem.
Step, step.
Everyone's passion had reached an ultimate high. Sergeant Red made an appearance from a distance away, startling the youths.
Everyone was always wary of their behavior around Sergeant Red. His specialty was making a big deal out of nothing.
”Han Lee, follow me.”
Sergeant Red wasn't shouting like usual. He called for Han with a calm voice. Han quickly wiped his sweat off and jogged to Sergeant Red.
The gathered students began to noisily talk amongst themselves.
The class B students peered toward Sergeant Red and Han as they talked. They made all sorts of speculations.
Sergeant Red found a quiet place and sat down at a bench nearby. He lit his cigar and blew out a puff of smoke.
”I submitted my recommendation to transfer you to year 2. The head office should be announcing their decisions anytime now.”
”Even though I'm only in class B?”
”Yes, you're in class B and your psychic skills are poor. But two instructors have put in a very strong recommendation letter to push you into year 2.”
”One of the recommendation must have been Instructor Wei.”
”And the second is me.”
Han's eyes shook slightly.
Han who usually remained clear-headed also had a hard time when it came to Sergeant Red. It was hard to judge whether he was friend or foe; his temper was also like fire and it was difficult to bear.
”Thank you.”
Han bowed his head. Sergeant Red spit onto the ground and lazily gave a nod.
”Let's see if this is something you would end up feeling grateful for. If you're transferred into year 2, you will only have two paths. A brilliantly incompetent soldier, or an exemplary psyker. You won't be able to quit halfway through just because you're tired. About thirty percent of new second year transfers either die or become crippled within half a year. There are many reasons. The bones of many students are not able to follow the rapid maturity of the body, some children are not able to mentally accept their adult forms, and many become mentally broken because they cannot handle the mental strain of their own psychic powers. It's an everyday occurrence that students die while training. If the training curriculum becomes known by the mass media, due to hundreds of questionable issues with human rights, Ark would most likely be abolished.”
”I'll make it through.”