Love blooming in the Battlefield is Hard! (Foxhole story)

Training and War

Warden Home Region

Technically an Island but who am I to judge?

"WAKE UP! MAGGOTS, I SAID WAKE THE HELL UP, GET OFF YOUR BEDS AND PUT ON YOUR UNIFORMS!" Yelled out from the Drill Sergeant as he is standing at the entrance of barracks. His loud voice caused everyone to almost fall from their beds as they start to quickly get their clothes on, and combat boots up.

These grunts are all fresh from their recruitment centers of their hometown, each and every single town, to village and city has a recruitment center. The Warden Empire always needs to blood to spill and fight.

Nothing like over a thousand soldiers to be sent to the Home Region to train for the worse to come, the grunts, recruits as you call them. Finished putting on their clothes and stood in two lines separated from between their line of bunk beds. So the Drill Sarge may walk forward and inspect both lines.

"That was some horrible time you all did there, the Colonial Legion would have just kill you while all of your pants are down and barely zipped up with a belt! Disgraceful! Now follow me as we head to basic training. There I will instruct every single one of you recruits how to be apart of the Warden military, for Callahan!"

The two lines then scream, "YES DRILL SERGEANT, FOR CALLAHAN!"

"Good! On me!"

The way the average Warden recruit goes and follows in order to be atleast trained in basic hand to hand combat and weapons training, as the large group heads out of the barracks, having the sun shine on each and every one of their faces as they see the outside, Warden soldiers and officers marching around the barracks, as few logistic and troop transport vehicles pass by the barracks, as they head towards their resource training.

Distant artillery could be heard from the barracks, as it shook the soldiers a bit from each round. Training was also happening there, if not, almost everywhere. Then the last guy stepped out of the barracks, black hair, brown eyes, and a face of your local Foxhole newbie(joke there-).

He would appear being slightly blinded by the light, covering his eyes a bit as he gets use to it like everyone else. Too bad he was walking as this happened and bumped straight into his Drill Sergeant.

"Hmp! Oh sorry there- OH SHIT!-" The man said before the Drill Sergeant pushed him back.

The Drill Sergeant then yelled at him, for bumping blindly, "You have to watch where you're walking recruit! Otherwise you'll just walk your way towards death by a landmine or a truck hitting you!" The recruit would quickly stand up, straighten himself and chest up. "YES SIR!"

"IT'S DRILL SERGEANT MAGGOT, GIVE ME 20 PUSH-UPS FOR NOT SAYING IT CORRECTLY!"

The recruit didn't even say a word, he followed orders and started doing push up infront of everybody staring down at him, grins appear on their faces, seeing the recruit being easy to pick on. But nobody would go at making a move to harass him, because every Warden is a soldier that will fight for each other against the enemy.

The push-ups were done, the suffering of one recruit is not enough for the Drill Sergeant as he plans to train everyone to their max effort at the training area. Taking the large group in a march towards basic training.

They would begin practicing on, getting over obstacle courses, rifle training, and using various weapons and explosives to get the hand of things out on the Battlefield when they get issued what kind of equipment they receive from their bases.