Nobody expected that this seemingly carefree fellow could, with just a single move, completely outclass one of the most outstanding new recruits and pin him underfoot.
For a moment, the Training Ground was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, save for the heavy breathing of the new soldier beneath Logan Bennett's boot.
Removing his booted foot, Logan Bennett reached out to pull the recruit up from the ground by the back of his collar, his face stern as he spat out two words.
"Fall in!"
A flurry of footsteps followed; these top picks from various military branches, each one full of pride when they first joined, quickly and silently fell into line, standing with their legs and backs as straight as a rod.
"Proud? Showing off? Think you look good in uniform?" Logan Bennett sneered, "Let me tell you, compared to my soldiers, you're worth nothing! If you want to stay, work at two hundred percent. If not, get lost early; don't waste my rations."
