Chapter 269 – Chapter 269 Public Service Training Center
Enrolled in public service training center.
However, unlike when I was on active duty, something at the public service training center was very sluggish.
It was also because the assistants were so kind.
It is questionable whether they will be able to raise their discipline properly, but on the other hand, they seem to be full of thoughts of coaxing them out so that nothing bothering them will happen, since they are fast-moving children.
So, it seems that he is trying to thoroughly manage it in a way of showing, but if he were active duty, he was going over one by one the actions that he would never be able to go over with his eyes open.
For example, even if that fat public interest that grumbled with a disgruntled face, an anchovy public interest that staggered every time the wind blew, or a well-built public interest that looked like a bully, they didn’t care and pretended not to know.
Is it because it’s the first day? Isn’t it stronger on the first day?
In the midst of these and other questions, seeing the assistants in military uniforms brought back memories I didn’t miss.
It’s really cool.
And it made me sad to think that they were still feeling that shit in real time.
“Quiet! Quiet! Trainees. Stand tall!”
The teaching assistants who set the public interest straight began to slowly check the number of people.
After all the personnel checks were over, the teaching assistants roughly dispersed the people and guided them into the dormitory building.
Ten people were seated in one dormitory, and they left the dormitory with the words to unpack all the luggage they brought and wait.
“…”
As soon as the TA left, an awkward silence filled the room.
They were busy packing their luggage without anyone speaking first.
“Ha…”
Looking at this awkwardness and the old gwanmuldae, I thought that I had come back to the real army, and only a deep sigh came out.
I felt like a chimney, wanting to get out of there right now, but I had no choice but to persevere because I had to complete the training center at least once anyway.
After I finished organizing my luggage, I sat down first and scratched my head while looking blankly ahead.
I could only feel the sharpness of my hair because it was short.
After a while The teaching assistant who had left the dormitory came back into our dormitory.
“Attention trainees.”
When the assistant lowered his voice and said it, it seemed that laughter would spill out involuntarily.
Seeing that he was only a private, he seemed to have just entered the army, but he was so cute in front of the public service trainees.
4 weeks… I don’t like that assistant, but I have to stick with Mana for 4 weeks.
The teaching assistant came out to the front and explained the things I needed to do right now, but I couldn’t help but listen in one ear and let the other go.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes, yes…!”
“Yes…!”
The answer to the assistant’s question was vague.
“Why is your voice like this? Do you understand?!”
If he didn’t like it, the assistant asked again, frowning at him.
“””Yes!”””
Then he answered in a loud voice.
“Answer yes and write quickly.”
With those words left, the teaching assistant left the dormitory, and he went to another dormitory and started repeating what he had told us.
What we had to do now was to investigate supplies.
In order to fit a military uniform, you need to know your body size first. So, I started writing everyone’s body sizes one by one on a piece of paper that the teaching assistant threw out.
Then the supplies that follow.
First of all, take a military uniform that looks like someone used it and tell you to find the one that suits you and wear it.
“Under…”
Somehow, the military uniform was the polar opposite.
Seeing the military uniforms without a middle, I felt absurd.
Maybe it’s because it’s a public service training camp, so I wondered if there was anything I could wear here, as there were a lot of sizes that were either too large or too small.
As if ridiculing these questions, there was no military uniform that suited me.
No, I did find one, but it was torn and I couldn’t wear it.
Reluctantly, I took out a slightly larger size and tried it on my body.
The upper part was a little less baggy because of the muscles, but the bottom part, that is, around the waist, had too much left, so it seemed like it could be tightened with a belt.
The problem is not me like this.
“I… Don’t have the right size?”
A man who was so fat that one could doubt how he was judged in the public interest cautiously raised his hand and spoke to his assistant.
“Isn’t there?”
“Yes…”
The assistant was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn’t expected it to be there.
Soon, he came to his senses and glared at the trainee with sharp eyes.
“The answer is yes, and only ends with tanaka. Okay?”
“Yes yes!”
“Yes?”
“Oh, no. Yes!”
Fun.
Even when I was not used to it, there were a lot of kids who were scolded by the teaching assistant.
“First of all… Even if it’s a big one… Well…”
Upon seeing the trainee’s body, the teaching assistant shut his mouth.
He guessed that nothing could be bigger than the clothes that fit that body.
“I can’t help it, so I wear plain clothes now, and I’ll save you later, so I wear them then.”
“Yes.”
“…”
“Oh, no. Yes!”
The teaching assistant left the dormitory with a piece of paper written on each size.
Roughly in this way, military uniforms were supplied by someone who used them, and similarly, other supplies, except for consumables, were also received as old ones.
From the first day to the third day, I spent time receiving supplies, submitting medicines I had, and receiving vaccinations and urine tests.
It was a schedule that did not change much after that.
I received formal training while listening to many speeches such as the regimental commander’s speech, training commander’s speech, and company commander’s speech, and watching videos to become soldiers that said the North Korean army was absolutely bad.
How to arm when walking, how and when to salute, etc.
In addition, it was a very boring time for me, who already knew everything, to learn even the armed forces gymnastics at the same time, but busy days continued for other public interests who were watching and listening for the first time.
You have to know how to perform the ceremony properly, you have to memorize gymnastics, you have to get used to tanaka, you have to memorize the creed of service.
There was so much to do and no one to play with me.
At least, I was able to relieve my boredom a little bit by seeing my classmates who couldn’t memorize gymnastics and made it strange because they couldn’t properly perform the ceremony to see if they were in the public interest because they were uncomfortable.
2nd week. When you slowly start talking to your classmates and getting closer.
We have just started doing our morning assemblies outside.
At the same time, we had time to throw model grenades.
And soon, the most painful.
“It’s a chemical room… I’m going to turn around.”
The day of Hwasaengbang has arrived.
“Can’t I just hold my breath?”
One of my close friends here asked me with an innocent face.
“Would that be easy?”
Teachers won’t let you go.
How could he hold his breath and pass safely when he would do anything to make him drink?
But an unexpected opportunity came.
“Who can’t?”
Before entering the chemical and biological room, an assistant came and asked.
When I told them to raise their hands right away if they thought they would not be able to do it, more than half of them followed me and raised their hands.
I asked the person who raised his hand to explain the reason, but when it was my turn, the assistant’s pupils shook non-stop.
“The reason is…?”
I had to come up with a legitimate reason because the kids who were just trying to get away with simply saying that their bronchi were not very good earlier were ruthlessly kicked out, but since there was no medicine I was taking, it was clear that I would also be kicked out.
But.
“That… I have a bad neck these days… Haha…”
“Yes, yes. Outside.”
“…?”
The teaching assistant was immediately excluded without asking or questioning.
It’s strange, but the fact that I don’t have to go to CBRN makes me want to cheer.
“This… Is it?”
Left alone in the dormitory, I said with a dejected smile.
I don’t know why I was the only one who was left out when all the other kids were unhappy.
Well… Everything is good as long as the results are good, so it’s not my business.
I decided not to worry about it and started spending a little bit of time in a quiet dormitory.
It’s been 3 weeks.
By the third week, everyone went to the playground and had a simple physical fitness test.
From sit-ups to long jumps and push-ups, basic physical fitness tests are scheduled.
“Ouch! Ugh!”
“More. Go down further to count.”
A situation was created in which a fat kid could do only three sit-ups, a one-meter long jump, and no push-ups.
The problem was that other pigs and anchovies had similar results.
“That’s great.”
I was amazed at how that could be.
No matter how bad your body is, you should be able to do one.
If I could see those images, I would want to do all the exercises even if I was forced to come in.
Soon after, it was my turn, and when I passed 10 sit-ups in an instant, the public interest who were watching couldn’t help but admire.
I did it quickly, but now when I admired it with 10 pieces, it was so funny that I lost my strength.
The same goes for push-ups. I only did two, but attention was focused and exclamations flowed here and there.
Now I feel like I understand why public interests are classified as public interests.
