37 Squad Leader, Han Lee 6 (1/2)

”Squad 7, do your best to step on squad 13. This will become a painful experience for squad 13. Squad 7 had been stuck in a rut, this is a good chance and motivation for them.”

All the cards were set for squad 13 to fail. Squad 7 is in bad terms with them, and it will be a squad aerial battle. Han is injured. Greseman compared the two groups' data.

'But if by chance squad 7 loses, and squad 13 is able to claim victory once again….'

Drill Sergeant Greseman was very strict. There might be squads superior to others, but units must not stand on a pedestal. Squad 13 is superior, but it would be troublesome if this becomes a platform for them to stand out. All squads must taste failure. Their superior image must be broken.

”Isn't there a mistake? It's been only three days since our last squad battle. We even suffered injuries, yet they're sending us out again?”

Jose's voice rang loud. Squad 13 checked their daily training schedules. Everyone's faces had stiffened because they all realized the bad situation they were in.

”There are no mistakes here. The drill instructors do not wish for us to continue winning.”

Han said objectively. The cast on his left arm looked extra heavy today.

”This isn't fair. Isn't this the same thing as commanding us to lose?”

”Squad 7 would be wondering of the different ways they could beat us up.”

”This battle has a lot of problems. Let's go file a complaint.”

Canute spoke like he was ready to stomp over to the drill sergeants anytime now. Han lowered his gaze for a moment. He grasped onto Canute's clothes and forced him to sit down on a chair.

”Everyone be quiet. The drill instructors are not our parents or teachers. Their jobs are to test us and make us fall into despair. The only people Ark seeks are those who are able to climb up from these situations.”

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The only person to understand this in squad 13 was Han. Heavy imposing air seemed to flow from Han's spirit.

”So, what are we doing then?”

”There's no use complaining. All that is left for us is to fight and then win.”

Han's spoke in a low, but passionate voice. They felt a calm anger from his tone. Han also felt irritated from the drill instructor's harsh treatment.

They only had two days left. This amount of time didn't even give squad 13 enough time to breathe. The youths cut their sleeping time to practice maneuvering their airbeats. Han felt more restless than anyone in the squad, but he did not let it show.

'If I express my anxiousness, my squad will also become more restless. Even if I don't have a plan for them, I need to act like I do.'

When Han had been the leader of the homeless orphans, he had always spoke like he had some way to get more food for everyone the next day. Even if he had no real plan, he led all the kids with his strong words. When the children felt hope, they could cope with their hunger pains.

”Aerial battle, squad 7.”

Han brought up squad 7's data to his mind. Squad 7 did not have an outstanding psyker like Kuro or Simon, but overall everyone excels in combat and personal skills. This had been the ultimate reason Han had never had a chance to utilize his skills.

'Aerial battle, is in fact, similar to the game hopscotch. The number of airbeats one could utilize is limited based on personal skill. There were only 6 pillars which one could stand excluding all the airbeats.

Han could think up of a plan to win squad 7. They were inferior to squad 7 in every way. He quietly bit his lips.

'Up to what point would the drill instructors allow? Up to where would they accept it as military tactics?'

Han did not plan to obediently lose like the drill instructors intended for them. He quietly called Jose over and drafted their plan.

”Jose, the core member of this round is you. Do you think you can do this?”

Han explained the plan he had drafted on his hologram to Jose. Jose's expression had changed strangely as he quietly listened.

”This is an amazing plan, but would the drill instructors allow this?”

”Materials necessary for military tactics are allowed.”

”Is that so?”

Han had memorized every little detailed rule of the squad battle competitions. So, he was able to decide what was allowed or not. He had felt that he was dabbling into the area outside which was allowed by the rules.

”Can you do it, Jose?”

”Of course. Trust in me, amigo.”