"I asked for 200 push-ups and y'all only gave me 70? Have you people suddenly gone lazy?" He questioned the men, who were sweating buckets under the hot scorching sun, wearing only their military pants, their upper bodies glistening with sweat.
Spotting a comrade heading towards his direction, wearing a similar uniform, Edward stood up from his chair and they both saluted each other.
"Edward, it seems that your juniors are quite tired now hey? Why don't you give me a break for a while," comrade Jackson suggested.
"And why should I? They don't deserve any break until they complete their training. It is for their good," Edward remarked, not willing to listen to his comrade who ended up shrugging after hearing Edward's words.
He was a commander as well and each commander had been assigned a few men in training to be guided by them and Edward's methods were brutal.
