Why would I join the army if I can’t drive a Gundam!

Chapter 5 Military History
"The exercise is over. The Red Team has won. All personnel of the Seventh Squadron, bring them back immediately!"

When the last blue tank was destroyed, an order from the instructor who was also the team leader came over the communication channel. The latter's voice was neither sad nor happy, just like an emotionless machine. However, all the students knew that this was the calm before the storm. Next, it was time for review. At that time, whether everyone would go back to the dormitory for vacation or carry cleaning tools to clean the entire team and even the district team depended on what the chief instructor said.

Afterwards, all the tanks began to gather towards the dirt road not far away. At this time, the crew members no longer had to huddle inside the vehicle, but instead leaned half of their bodies out of the vehicle, basking in the sun while looking around and chatting on the communication channel.

"Hurray for the Captain!"

When Red Dragon One arrived at the assembly point, most of the trainees had been waiting there for a long time. The blue team's crew members were worried about the stains on the car, while several people from the red team rushed to Red Dragon One without even waiting for Yudin to stop the car, pulled Macharius out of the car, and began to lift him up.

"Good opportunity, come on brothers!"

The blue team also rushed forward upon seeing this, lifted up all the members of the red team, including Macharius, and ran towards a dead tree.

"Mom, put me down!"

Macharius could only howl at the top of his lungs, but Lan Fangke showed no mercy and spread his legs apart, slamming his body against the tree trunk.

Of course, the blue team still had some sense. After ensuring that nothing would go wrong, they carried Macharius until the bark was almost worn off before letting him down.

"You're a bunch of ungrateful bastards! Don't come begging me during the district team exercises!"

"Let's be honest, you were pretty ruthless when you started the game with your brothers!"

The blond handsome guy from before smiled and handed over a bottle of ice-cold energy drink and a bundle of white towels, which were taken from the logistics support vehicle.

"I'm helping you break your gambling habit, and I'm being lenient. The other teams and I all pay annually. Those bastards from Team Two actually lost 50,000 Hites to me last time!"

After drinking half a bottle of drink, Macharius finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he wiped the sweat, dust and gunpowder mixture off his face, and threw the white towel to the blond handsome guy.

"Fuck, the logistics vehicle is right next to us, why don't you go there yourself?"

"Lazy, you are the squadron leader. If you don't work like a slave for your subordinates, what kind of squadron leader are you?"

Afterwards, Macharius walked towards his tank. His driver was discussing the details of the exercise with everyone. Of course, it was mainly the driver who was bragging while the others were exclaiming in surprise. Especially the trainees on the blue team, their expressions were so distorted. They had taken so much effort to aim, but how come here, the other side was just strolling in a hail of bullets with no accuracy?

“Maybe this is talent!”

"By the time he graduates, that guy will probably be a colonel in five years and a general in eight years. While his brothers are still struggling to glare at privates in the company, he will already have a beautiful female secretary and a special shuttle!" A red-haired student couldn't help but start thinking divergently.

"What kind of secretary?"

"Like Captain Li from the General Affairs Office!"

Then, a chorus of agreement rang out around him. "What a bunch of unlucky kids!"

Macharius did not interrupt the guys' reverie. After all, the hard life in the military academy was really hard. Moreover, these guys were actually just like sheep. They didn't even dare to look at the female soldiers from other departments or the General Affairs Office. When two female non-commissioned officers from the General Affairs Office came to the brigade to do some business, the sentry at the door almost fainted after being stared at twice.

There is no way around it. The armored troops are not as good as the space army and the navy and air force. All they have to accompany them is this cold iron coffin.

"Okay, everyone, get in the car. I have no problem going back to the dorm to chat all night if we want to discuss this. Hurry up and get in the car, we're leaving!"

After a short rest, the entire squadron of twenty tanks drove in a column towards the training camp in the distance.

As the training base for the entire district team, Base No. 1 is very large. Although it is nominally a field training base, there are still a large number of standing facilities in the base. Of course, these are for equipment use, such as maintenance workshops, support garages, oil depots, etc. The personnel do not have such good treatment. No matter what their military rank, everyone has to sleep in tents. Of course, there are also big differences between the tents.

"Hey, Odella, your squadron is back? Looks like they lost badly! Are we going to have to sweep the streets again now?"

After returning to the base, the blond handsome guy first raised his middle finger in a friendly manner to the guard company soldiers at the door and had a pleasant exchange. These guard company soldiers who belong to the security department of the academy are not students, but because they are responsible for patrolling and security tasks of the academy on weekdays, they are familiar with the students and can often chat with them. Of course, ridicule and mockery of losers are also common, because the punishment for these guys is often to follow the guard company soldiers to do various chores.

Even some punishments, such as physical training, have to be supervised and implemented by the guard company. For example, in the 10,000-meter race that everyone hates the most, in order to make the students run faster, the guard company soldiers sometimes even lead their patrol dogs behind to scare the students who are lagging behind.

When the guard even saw the blond handsome guy's middle finger, he was not angry, but said happily.

"Then we'll be waiting!"

After entering the base gate, what appeared in front of everyone was a hardened paved road. There were also various road signs at the intersections. After all, this base was very large, and the number of military academy cadets who came here for training every year was as high as tens of thousands. Taking into account their various equipment, the base was not big enough to accommodate so many people!

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the trainees were still doing various tasks outside, so there were not many people on the road. Therefore, the entire armored column drove smoothly all the way to the constant temperature garage in the northwest corner of the base. Here, several officers wearing officer uniforms, belts, and wide-brimmed hats had been waiting for a long time. The leader was holding a large loudspeaker in his hand. This person was the ultimate nightmare of the entire brigade and even the entire district team. The district captain was also the chief instructor, Captain McMillan.

"Why does the old man look so happy?"

"Is it possible that I'm going to get a promotion?"

"Or a new wife?"

"That's really a happy event!"

Sure enough, at any time, the practice of making up all kinds of unofficial history about superiors would never disappear. Even Macharius joined in, but he was more unconventional. He discussed whether the old man was still a captain after so many years because he rejected the principal's unspoken rules.

"Report to the district captain, bring back all members of the Seventh Squadron!"

Seeing that the old man and the principal were about to cause a conflict in the team over who was on top and who was below, the blond handsome guy hurriedly chose to interrupt the topic. After all, the communication channel was not encrypted. If it was heard by outsiders, the instigator would first have to clean the toilets in the whole school, not to mention how he would be punished. Well, he would have to clean the toilets until graduation. He might even be forced to stay in school and then clean toilets in the military academy for the rest of his service career.

(End of this chapter)