The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow

4 – Abandoned Platoon, Assemble (1)

I wanted a cigarette.

I wasn’t a heavy smoker in my original life, but…….

As much as I smoked one or two cigarettes when it was moderately complicated, my smoker characteristics along with the dog-like situation started to create a crazy synergy.

‘The stats are good, everything is in compliance.’

But why do all of them have additional penalties?

First, Sergeant Bell Meyer.

She has excellent retention stats. It literally means that it is very stable on the battlefield.

Moreover, her maintenance is the most difficult stat to raise among all stats.

At the point where it was clearly shown that it was excellent, Bell Meyer was close to a very good platoon member in terms of numbers.

But look at the extra penalty crap.

[Dissociative amnesia]

[Depression]

[Power Runaway]

It’s not enough to lose a day’s worth of memory or get depressed with a certain probability, and if you fail to manage your stress, you’ll go into a state of mana runaway.

What do you do if you have good staying power? It’s literally a moving bomb.

What about Roxanna Elim?

She is a heart patient. She didn’t even need to check her abilities in the first place.

I’m not an idiot who hires troops who could die right away.

Though things were a little better for Claude Lane.

No- I will correct it. It’s not just about better. Sergeant Claude Lane was a must-have talent.

That would be the case too.

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[Abilities]

Politics: Complies with 40

Combat Strength: 90 Overwhelming

Comply with Command: 50

Insight: 70 Outstanding

Retention: 30 Anxiety

Intelligence: Comply with 50

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Its combat power is a whopping 90. A level that is only one step away from the MAX level.

‘As expected, war heroes are different, but what’s the difference?’

Sergeant Claude Lane was set up as a veteran who made great contributions in the war against barbarians in the past.

Should a veteran and war hero be put into a platoon of ‘out of class’?

I didn’t understand it well at first because his abilities were so outstanding…… I could immediately recognize the tragedy of his past.

‘Demotion by 1 rank due to assault on officer’.

It’s not just an insult, it’s an assault. If this is the case, even if the war hero grandfather comes, he will not be able to see it.

No matter how much it is in the world of the game, the proper military law will be applied.

“At the age of 31, if I had to wear yarn, the courtesy as a noncommissioned officer was neat. I don’t know why he staged a slaughter.”

Why can’t I erase the feeling that Claude’s ‘alcoholism’ trait must have played a part?

As expected, alcohol is a problem.

Smoking healthily like me. Even in the Bible, it says not to get drunk, but it doesn’t say not to smoke.

“Ha, the headache is getting worse.”

It was karma.

The karma of arbitrarily adding beggarly traits to new traits. Is it any consolation that he didn’t bring his worst traits?

Even though it’s only been a few hours since I woke up as a blonde-haired officer from a corner gamer, I could already feel deeply integrated into this world.

I don’t know if it’s because of my adaptability, or because I’ve lived in a similar environment for a long time.

That’s why this situation has no choice but to annoy me more.

“I’m going to grab someone outside and ask for a cigarette. Since it’s the military, there won’t be one.”

Of course there were cigarettes among the favorites and supplies at Hearts of General, so there was a high probability that cigarettes would be supplied here as well.

Let’s leave the room like that and move towards the main hall full of people.

To my delight, I saw an empty lot next to it that looked like a smoking area.

Three men gathered together at the right time. What was between those fingers was definitely a cigarette!

‘Please, I hope you are lower in rank than me.’

But there was no need to worry.

The people gathered in the clearing were not noncommissioned officers or officers, but ordinary soldiers.

Two people with one stick.

Two are one person.

A general soldier and a sergeant one rank above him.

Aren’t you an officer after all? You can’t beg soldiers for a cigarette without dignity.

I casually approached the soldiers, sneaking their attention.

“So I slam her butt!”

“hahahaha!!”

“This bastard was crazy!”

“Come on.”

“Ouch!! Shiva! It’s a surprise!!”

A soldier who was talking excitedly screamed and tried to fall backwards, so I lightly supported his back.

“Be careful.”

“What, what is that… ….”

The slightly slanted gaze of the soldier lingered on the epaulet for a moment, and then stood up stiffly with the military discipline firmly in place.

“Glory to the Motherland!!!”

The sleeves made a popping sound as they bounced in the wind. If the division commander had seen it, it would have been a perfect salute.

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I responded with an equally angular salute instead of applause.

“Glory to the motherland. It doesn’t matter if you smoke the cigarettes you used to smoke.”

“It’s okay!”

The other soldier quickly hid the cigarette behind his hand, as if it was a bit uncomfortable. The only thing that seemed to be able to afford it was, of course, the sergeant.

My name is Rex.

Senior soldier’s tea is flowing.

“Ah, so the second lieutenant is the newly appointed platoon commander?”

“Yes, Enoch Levandel.”

“Can I call you Platoon Captain Enoch?”

“Well, of course.”

I readily accepted Rex’s answer.

Originally, the first people a new second lieutenant should make on his side are the soldiers, second only to the commander-in-chief.

That way, it’s easier to roll and eat later. There is no back story for nothing.

Now that you’ve made a rough statement, it’s time to get to the main point.

“By the way, Sergeant.”

“Yes.”

“Can I borrow a cigarette?”

Nicotine.

Give me nicotine!

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The sergeant looked dumbfounded for a moment, then took a cigarette out of his pocket and placed it in his hand.

Pong! A cigarette is lit with a cheerful sound that seems to have been heard somewhere.

“Swoop- Pooh.”

Pure white smoke envelops the lungs and calms the mind and body. Great, now I’m going to live a little bit. It feels like all the stress that I’ve been holding tight is swept away in an instant.

If you use the characteristics of a smoker well in this way, it is rather convenient for stress management.

It was because smoking a cigarette in a situation of extreme stress definitely increased the satisfaction level compared to the general person.

Of course, the probability of developing a respiratory disease goes up, and even though you get double the stress in a situation where you can’t smoke.

Anyway, do you know?

It’s such a penalty, you have to go then to know.

First of all, stress management is more important than health.

Oh no, I only put in three of them, so that’s about it. Really, what if we could have crammed a few more penalties into the Spirit talent?

Just imagining it gave me chills.

“Platoon commander?”

While I was fully enjoying the taste of daily smoke, I heard a soft voice from behind.

When you turn your head, you can see silver hair. It was Rumia Bluet, a member of my platoon.

“Sergeant Lumia.”

“…… You must be a smoker.”

“Yes, because I had just been appointed, so I couldn’t get a supply of cigarettes.”

“If you had told me, I would have brought you a pack.”

Rumia looked back and forth between me and Rex, then she furrowed her eyebrows in slight displeasure. Whatever it was, I could tell she was very reluctant to Rex.

“The company commander is looking for you now.”

“Ah.”

I took a deep breath and tossed the butt into a tin bucket used as a trash can.

It’s a neat shot.

“Thank you, Sergeant. I live thanks to you.”

Still, since he was a soldier who lent me cigarettes, I thanked Sergeant Rex.

Rex smiled, crinkling the corners of his eyes, and responded with a light nod of his head.

“Then see you later~, Platoon Commander.”

…… ??

What is it? I feel strangely bad.

There were certainly times when the soldiers looked down on the mandarin fish that had just been dispatched, but Rex’s gaze was as if he had found an interesting toy.

Is it towards me or Rumia?

Maybe it’s both.

No matter what, the moment I was about to say something because it wasn’t an attitude I would show to my superiors.

“Platoon commander, this way.”

As if wanting to get away as soon as possible, Lumia pulled my sleeve.

‘It’s very explicit. Did something happen between you two?’

I felt the fact that Sergeant Rex, who had lent me cigarettes, was not as good as I thought.

By the way, how long are you going to hold on?

I said to Sergeant Rumia, who kept holding on to her sleeve.

“Sergeant, I will go on my own now.”

“Ah…… Hot?! Actually, excuse me.”

At those words, Rumia hurriedly let go of the sleeve she was holding onto. Whoever sees it is shaken.

“Sergeant, is something going on with Sergeant Rex?”

When I applied her direct attack, Rumia was startled and stepped back from her. The look in her eyes saying, “How did she know?” Made her laugh at the moment because she was dumbfounded.

‘He’s a person who can be seen in his expression and actions.’

I liked it because it was honest, but the face of Rumia, the person in charge of her, turned pale in an instant.

“No. Platoon commander, I didn’t mean to disrespect you…….”

“Yes?”

“Sorry!”

Rumia bows her head with her jerk and apologizes with her 90 degrees. What? I didn’t do anything.

“Sergeant Rex is the worst of all soldiers. He persistently harasses not only soldiers who are lower in rank than him, but also the same sergeant-level and even executives if he thinks that they are inferior to him.”

Rumia’s purple eyes shook slightly. Her anxious expression is evident.

“It’s a vicious personality, so it’s better for the platoon commander not to get close to it.”

“Is Sergeant Rumia suffering from that soldier?”

“Ah…… It’s not like that.”

Rumia blurted out her words. It was a sign of positivity.

Sergeant Rumia was a beautiful woman with an incomparable face and voice. Even when she first saw her personal statement, she was inadvertently mistaken for an aristocrat.

Fragrant and beautiful flowers.

There must be as many flies that entwine as much.

Sergeant Rex must be one of them.

Well, that said, I had no intention of taking any special measures.

It’s a personal relationship, so you have to solve it by yourself, and if Rumia didn’t ask for help first, you might end up messing around.

“Okay then. Where is the company commander?”

“Ah…… ! You said you would be waiting for us at the barracks of our platoon. Come this way.”

After I passed it over casually, Rumia quickly guided me into her headquarters.

A long dark gray brick building.

In the headquarters, not only the platoon barracks, but also the company headquarters, various staff departments, and the battalion commander’s office were gathered in one building.

The inside was also very old-fashioned.

As befits a battalion commander who likes to decorate, he created a neat and beautiful atmosphere with wallpaper and lighting.

If there was a building like this in Korea in the 21st century, it was clear that it would have been famous as an emotional cafe on social media rather than a military barracks.

“Where is the platoon barracks?”

“We have to go underground. Come this way.”

Underground…….

In such a majestic building, the most assigned barracks are underground.

‘It’s a platoon that’s pretty much hated.’

There’s no way all the platoon barracks are underground, and the fact that I assigned my lodgings to an annex away from the pretty headquarters must be in a similar context.

I decided to just give up.

Anyway, if you build a major in moderation for a year, this f*cking unit will naturally leave.

Because if you have to work hard with the location of the barracks, your promotion will go a long way.

‘In that respect, I need to be well liked by the company commander I am meeting now.’

Being close and appealing well are two different things.

I thought it would be better to approach it slightly weaker than I did to the battalion commander, with a mix of FM and AM.

Anyway, from the point of view of the field commander, it would be more convenient for the direct subordinate to have a judo-ri.

It is said that personnel evaluation is made by the battalion commander, but it is only the company commander’s authority to recommend the relevant personnel.

For me, both were rabbits that should never be missed.

“Platoon Leader Enoch, this is our platoon barracks.”

“… ….”

After descending the stairs about four times, the basement level was the complete opposite of the beautiful upper level.

An underground corridor with only dim light, not natural light. I’d rather believe it, even if it’s a prison.

Wow, it’s only one floor difference, but how can the air be so different?

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‘Maybe it’s just the circumstances that make the platoon’s state so damn bad?’

From the point of view of modern people, it is serious enough to be an inference that makes sense.

Perhaps seeing my expression suddenly darken, Rumia began to wrap it up.

“This, no matter how it looks, it’s very cozy, and we decorated it in our own way, so the inside is quite comfortable…….”

“Get out of the way!!”

At that moment, an incomprehensible shout was heard from inside the barracks.

The sound of thumping footsteps followed. I reflexively pulled Lumia toward me.

Boom!

Unsurprisingly, a ferocious-looking man bursts through the door from the inside.

“Ha? Who else is this?”

Deep scars across the entire face and three V-shaped patterns drawn on the shoulder straps. He is a sergeant, not an officer.

“The so-called? Ah, you are what that bastard said…… Are you the new platoon leader?”

The very war hero I judged to be a nobleman even in my platoon.

Sergeant Claude Lane.

“Ah, Enoch Levandel, who is in charge of the platoon leader… ….”

“If you’re thinking of having an interview or something, go away. Don’t even look for it.”

He cut me off and gave a rough gesture.

Definitely.

He was a man who seemed more difficult than I thought.