15: Training (1)

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Part one: Gun training.

Context: Bret, Rocky, Everest and Marshall decide to join The USMC for a special mission by themselves, where they have to survive with what they learn during training.

Third POV

Bret looked at Marshall, "Why are we doing this again?" Bret questioned the decision he made. Rocky now was looking at Bret, "I found out you didn't sign anything, but you agreed to do this." Rocky answered.

Bret seemed to pout but decided to let it be. Rocky heard a yell, "Who was that?" He looked around. "I DON'T CARE MAGGOT!" It was the drill Sergeant and the commander walking towards the four. Everyone seemed nervous, except Bret, he smirked. 

"WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE! THIS IS WAR! IN WAR, PEOPLE DIE!" The Drill Sergeant scolded. "Well," Bret started, "Welcome to hell." The Drill Sergeant looked at him, "WHAT WAS THAT SON?!" The Drill Sergeant got in Bret's face. He kept a straight face.

The Drill Sergeant moved on to Rocky. Finally, the Commander stepped in. "Ladies and Gentleman, you four have been selected or signed up for this mental and physical challenge, where you will be staying in Graznavia, Pogoren."

Bret's throat clenched, meaning only one thing, he could die or any of them could die.

Everest's POV 

I wanted Bret to get angry and I had the perfect thing to say. 

"Hey Bret?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He answered back. 

"Did you end up having a "Fun time" together with Skye?" I snickered.

"What? Do you mean?" He seemed confused.

"Did Skye lose her virginity to you?" I smirked while snickered.

"What?! How do you know that?!" He panicked while trying to calm down.

"Why did you do that Eve?" Marshall turned towards me.

"Because I wanted to." I started to feel bad. I can't believe I just threw Bret under the bus like that in front of Marshall and Rocky.

I now walked over to Bret, "I... Don't know why I said that."

"Why would you EVEN say that?" Bret practically yelled at Me.

I hugged him while saying saying sorry whilst I was starting to cry. 

He reassured me, telling to calm down, "Just. Don't do that again, okay?" I nodded. He went over to the podium and gave a speech saying: "Anyone can do anything no matter race, height, weight, even age can't stop you. Your never too old nor too young to follow your dreams."

I agreed in my mind, Bret was always the speech giver, talking people's ears off, but in a smart and "easy to understand" way.

I spoke up, "When do we start training?" I asked the commander.

He went back with, "All four of you have gun training, then special training based on your skills."

He then went through a paper and gave us the same paper that was a list

*LIST*

ALL: GUN TRAINING

BRET: SCAVENGER TRAINING, MELEE TRAINING

ROCKY: BUILDER TRAINING

EVEREST: BARGAINING SKILLS TRAINING

MARSHALL: GUARD TRAINING

*BOTTOM OF PAPER*

"What was this paper?" I asked hoping to get a answer.

"Your abilities paper, what your good at." The commander answered.

"No, well maybe." Bret whispered about his skill.

This was it training with these skills that we are given. Will I live or will I die? I want to know!

"This isn't right. Scavenger training?" Bret seemed confused.

"This way kiddos!" The Commander asked.

We made our way to a gun range to see a teen, most likely an 18 year old, who looked Introverted holding a gun. This was gonna be confusing.

"Kids, this is your gun instructor Ed Williams." The commander Pointed to Him

"Oh! Uh, hi? I'm Ed, your gun expertise." He seemed embarrassed to even speak or look at us.

Bret stepped up, "Need help explaining?" The guy nodded.

"Well," Bret started, "We have a trigger, magazine clip, Iron sights..." He went on to talk about how a gun is your best friend in the battleground or Field.

"What now?" Marshall asked. "PULL THE TRIGGER!! SHOOT AND KILL THE TARGETS!!" Bret screamed out of anger and hate against Thugs and whatnot. The final part of our training was here. 

"See this?" We all nodded, "The best part of the gun, The magazine release." Bret pulled the magazine using a button that released the Clip somehow and reloaded fast before our eyes. "Got that?" We all nodded again.

We saw that training was over and we realized we haven't eaten anything at all today. Hope my stomach cramp doesn't get worse!

Rocky's POV

"We can't eat any of this food!" Everest yelled at the Commander.

"I'll eat anything, And Everest try something new for god's sake!" Bret fired back disappointed.

"Easy for you to say!" Everest argued back.

"Easy, really?" Bret kept talking.

"Shut up!" I told both of them quickly and angry, "If you two argue! We won't live during this challenge or test or whatever this is!" I sat back down, no one heard me luckily.

I still could hear something from the back, but I thought nothing of it.

Bret stood up and screamed "Everest is a lesbian!" Everest didn't like that.

"I have a Boyfriend Dumbass!" Everest fired back.

I thought to myself, "Oh no, not again." I broke the argument up again but, this time I slapped Everest across the face, very softly. She moaned when I did that.

She looked over at me and blushed, I did the same thing. 

"In war, people do not CHEAT ON THEIR BOYFRIEND, DO THEY EVEREST?" Bret got her first, then Marshall followed what was going on.

I heard a voice I knew, but Bret saw him first, "Well, Nick good seeing you. If you were nicer."

Bret took Nick out of the camp and then I heard a gunshot and that was it. Bret walked back in like nothing happened.

*WHAT HAPPENED OUTSIDE*

Bret yelled at Nick for how rude he was in 8th grade. That's when He pulled the trigger of the gun, killing Nick with a shot to the head.

*BACK INSIDE THE CAFETERIA*

A faint gunshot was heard by everyone some rushed outside to see what happened. Everest got scared and went into Marshall's arm.

I went outside as well to see a gun in Bret's hand and Nick on the ground, dead. His head, exploded into pieces.

Now came a discussion would we keep Bret or will he leave us for this death?

Let's hope we get to keep him. I promise to keep him with us.

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