Time Flies When You're Saving Lives

Training the recruits

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Recap from last chapter:

I drove to the field where the recruits were waiting for me. With an army man in tow, he handed out clipboards to the recruits. Just by looking down the line I can easily spot Steve who was a head shorter than everyone else. Catching his eye, I sent a warm smile to him which he returned politely.

"Recruits, attention!"

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I looked at all the men in line stand straighter and face forward, all talking stopped.

"Gentlemen, I am Agent Connors. I am the one supervising all operations for this division." I explained to them.

I was going to continue talking when a familiar, arrogant voice interrupted me.

"I thought you were joking when you said you were part of the army, baby doll."

I walked over to the man that spoke, my face emotionless, although inside I was itching to punch this man.

"What's your name again, soldier?" My mind drawing a blank when I look at his face.

"Forgot already sweet cheeks? The name's Hodge, Gilmore Hodge." I wanted to wipe off that smug look on his face.

Now remembering where I've heard his voice before, (he was the guy that tried to hit on me when were recruiting him) I put a sickeningly sweet smile on my face.

"Ah yes, Hodge, I remember you now. Alright, will you please step out of line and put your right foot forward?" I asked nicely through gritted teeth.

He looked at the faces of the other soldiers before doing what I asked.

"You finally taking up my offer of going dancing? 'Cause I got a few moves I know you'll like." He smirked and his eyes raked my body.

I rolled my eyes, pulled back my arm and punched him straight on the nose. I heard and felt a satisfying crunch when he fell on the dirt, knowing I probably (hopefully) broke his nose or at least bruised it. I heard the recognizable rumble of a military car drive near and saw that it was Abe and Chester.

"Agent Connors!" Chester greeted.

"Colonel Philips." I gave him a salute and nod before stepping out of the way to let him talk to the recruits.

"I can see that you are breaking in the candidates. That's good!" He praised, looking at Hodge who was still on the ground grunting and moaning while tending to his broken and bloody nose.

I smiled, pleased with the pain he deserved. I stood by Abe, letting Chester be the center of attention for his inspirational speech, as one might call it.

"Get your ass up out of that dirt and stand on that line at attention till somebody comes and tells you what to do," Chester ordered Hodge.

"Yes, sir!" Hodge called out, scrambling to get up and stand to attention for the Colonel.

"General Patton has said that wars are fought with weapons, but they are won by men," Chester spoke, repeating what he said to me earlier this week while letting his eyes wander through the line.

"We are going to win this war because we have the best men."

His speech faltered when his gaze landed on Steve. He paused his speech to look back to the both of us. Abe was trying to hide his smile and not catch Chester's gaze, whereas I was full on smiling or smirking for the better word.