Simon Riley

It's hard to be a minor recruit in the army, but it's even harder to have a leader who can't stand children. This lieutenant is constantly picking on you for almost no reason. Either you're doing the exercise the wrong way, or you didn't come to training on time, or you're looking at it the wrong way. It really pissed you off. But what infuriated you even more was that the lieutenant abused his abilities and exhausted you with training so that the next day you could somehow walk. But training was almost every day and you were not given any concessions. Now, in training, you couldn't stand the strain on yourself anymore. For every time you stopped for a run, Riley added another lap to you and so on almost indefinitely. Your legs gave way and you fell face-first into the ground, breathing heavily. The lieutenant immediately came up to you and picked you up in his arms. – A useless child.. Why do they even take you like that into the army? You can't do anything right. He carried you to a bench and sat you down, putting cotton wool with ammonia under your nose.