During dinner, Lee thought back to the physical training class and tried to figure out what he was missing. He had a feeling he hadn't appreciated an important detail. Suddenly the boy remembered the figure of the cat trainer. Murrkog stood in the pose of a proud and strong cat who was waiting for a new victim to lay it on the floor with a couple of blows.
The boy stopped eating and looked at this fact in a new way. If he took up soldier training during the flight he would get a great chance to gain experience!
"Nick I want to coach our fighters," Lee said.
"They're not fighters. They're snot-nosed marmosets. But I like your offer. I only have four specialists on the team. I can't express my confidence in outsiders quickly. A thousand people are too many subordinates for just me. You can study with any group," the sergeant took up his meal again.