As the boys get finished with inspection they come to the training room. They are all loud and obnoxious when they walk in.
"Everybody quiet down and line up!" Jax orders.
Boys scurry around like rats and then actually form a line.
"Alright boys we are going to start building up your muscles by lifting weights and doing different drills to build us up." I say as they all laugh.
"There is no way we are listening to a girl." Hex Walters announces from the crowd.
"You all have 5 seconds to follow her orders." Oliver steps up.
Five seconds tick by as nobody changes what they are doing.
"Looks like the first week will be hell week?" I look from Oliver to Jax then to Alan as they all nod in agreement.
"That sounds right." Alan says.
"500 push ups, 500 pull ups, and 500 curl ups." Oliver orders as Jax walks around putting a band on each of the boys arms. The band tells us how much of each thing did the boy do so we can't tell if they are lying or actually doing the work.
"You heard him, get to work." Jax yells as they scramble to get it done.
"Next is a 20 mile run!" I walk down the line of boys doing their work outs.
"If anybody else wants to disobey me, there will be another week of hell." I say as General Logan walks in.
"Don't forget to get them to do a 20 mile run." He says inspecting the premises.
"Oh, I didn't." I nod.
He laughs and then walks back out of the room. It takes a little while for all the boys to finish but when they do the walk to the treadmills for their 20 mile run.
We are nice enough to give them water. After their disrespect they don't deserve anything.
All of them finish just in time for dinner. They drag themselves to the mess hall to eat.
"I just talked to General Hugh and he said that tomorrow we don't have to work with them. We can do our own training to help us out." Oliver sits down beside me relaying the message.
"I swear if I hear one more smart remark from that Hex and Storm I'm going to murder them before they even get the chance to go into battle." I mutter lowly at the table.
As we eat the two boys keep looking at the table and laughing.
"Don't pay any attention to it." Jax says snapping me out of my gaze.
One last roar of laughter come from their table before dinner is over.
YOU ARE READING
The Fighter
FantasyShe signed a draft to feed her older brother and dad. She was promised never to be picked because of her gender. But when new tactics are laid in front of her colony she is the answer to winning the world war.
