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"Ahhh! Please, no more!"
"Shit! Fuck! God damn it!"
"Stop this, please! I can't!"
"Don't come closer! Eeek!"
"Argh! Get away from me!"
In the middle of a vast track field, a bunch of people were gathered. The majority are running for their lives, chased by the yipping hounds who had no ounce of hesitation going for their vulnerable parts; arms, legs, sustained injuries, private parts...the hounds had no qualms abusing the weak points of the scared cadets, especially those who refused to learn their lesson.
Some of them couldn't help but wonder how things reached this point. Because as far as they're aware, their day off just passed. And while they were expecting to return to training and hopefully survive their next patrol, they certainly weren't expecting their training to escalate to this hellish level. Just what in the world brought this on?
