Class presidents were given bonus points that would be added to allow earlier transfers to the next class over. In turn, they had the responsibility of handling all the trifling matters. Each class already had a set of rules that had been formed naturally through time.
"You will be the squad 7's main supporter. You're weak in close combat, however, your psychic strength is excellent so this position is perfect for yourself."
He was still young, but he prioritized the safety of his younger siblings over himself. He had to become an adult much faster than other children.
The knife skimmed past Han's chest. Thanks to his under armor, only his battle gear got ripped. Han pushed the Elu back with a kick and took out the spear he had on his back. He threw the leather cover on the floor and held his spear. Blue light glowed from his eyes.
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.
There was someone who was smoking, and there was another soldier who sat down eating a snack. The soldier took out jerky to eat. Cats began gathering around the soldier.
Han and the other children were given three weeks to get familiar with the Ark. After three weeks, they would be incorporated in with the first years.
Karlheinz rejected the handshake. His handsome face dripped in cold sweat. Inside, he feared Han greatly. Thus, he spoke with a colder attitude.
Han let Silence guide him around the training halls. It seems if one doesn't make a reservation, it would be impossible to use the most up-to-date training halls with the latest technology.
While preparing this and that, the day had already grown completely dark. Nothing could be seen in this darkness.
"Sergeant Red can't differentiate between the things he likes and hates. He treats everyone the same. He bullies the people he hates, and he bullies the people he likes as well."
Kuro gave a light salute and returned to his room. Han also returned to his room. Han laid down on his bed from fatigue. Drowsiness overwhelmed him. He organized all the elements of today's match carefully.
'The Western Army had better military strength and tactics. However, Han who had been placed the sweeper had exceeded everyone's expectations. There are times when everything becomes futile.'
Laocha was only dubbed a corporal, but he was different from any common corporal that could be found in Ark. The titles given to the soldiers of Ark were merely for formality and convenience's sake.
Han made a new communication channel in the Ark Network for the second year squad leaders. The squad leaders were in the middle of going around Ark grounds to capture the inspectors. They collected spare R-2 guns and any ammunition they kept in their dorms.
Sergeant Red looked to be in a bad temper. Many youths had died. As the one who had been the first-year drill instructor, there was no way he could be feeling happy in the least. He had once taught every one of the youths.
"Then buy us some time. We'll be able to open the door soon. They'll come out once we kill all the children!"
Kuro said firmly. He had made a firm decision as he left the seventh squad.
Upon Han's words, Silence flinched and quickly moved his hands to fill his plate.
The youths who hid behind the covers were not easy targets. Dimitri calmly commanded for the youths to shoot in rotation.
This was the first time Kuro had focused all his strength toward his own psychic powers like this. The fishes movements seemed to flash in his mind like instinct. He understood which direction the fish would move by reflex.
Simon stressed over and over. From that day on, Han gave up his snacks to Simon without a bit of regret.