"So, let's go! Get up! Get up! Brush your teeth! Precise bunk making is an element of the unit's esprit, morale, and discipline!" Shouted Sergeant Cole as she roamed around the unit.
Keira yawned and looked at her wristwatch. It's 4:30 in the morning. Every day was like that. Sergeant Cole roamed around inspecting how they do the bedsheets.
"Make sure it's tight! I don't wanna see any crumpled sheet, understood?"
"Hooaah!" Responded the girls.
"You got twenty minutes to be outside for the formation!" Shouted Sergeant Park before the two left.
"Let's see whose vocal cords will explode first." May murmured to Keira jokingly.
It was because the Sergeants did a lot of noise, yelling and jostling to get them out of the rack.
Keira laughed in a low tone and said, "Shhh, stop mumbling and let's hurry outside."
Outside, they were instructed to line up as they salute at the same time the anthem started and the national flag was being raised.
