In the woods, cicadas were ceaselessly chirping, needlessly adding a touch of irritability to this sweltering summer day.
These students, who had been pampered since childhood, had some military training during junior and senior high school, but those were on the school grounds. Standing in military postures and marching in squads, they could rest every hour.
Plus, they could go home every noon and evening to rest, to enjoy the tender care and affection of their parents and elders.
But here at this place, there wasn't even any communication equipment.
On the first day, many boys and girls secretly wept in the dormitory, even more did so on the second day, and while it diminished on the third day, the harsh and simple conditions of the training camp had truly made them suffer.
