High School Soldier
Brawuran, but much more sadistic 2
The Alliance's large army had already invaded again twelve days ago, and they destroyed one of the joint companies in the Yekirnovo Garrison. The losses were enormous, with 80 percent of personnel dying from the Alliance's surprise attack. They were units with short battle times, and often worked as relief units during previous wartime.
Even in his calm, Nio could hear the screams and wails of dead Indonesian, North Korean, and Russian contingent soldiers. He was used to the many battles that required him to fight for two to one week in a row, and intended to enjoy this winning time by taking a nap after arriving at the fortress.
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Girinhi Fortress is now filled with a cavalry battalion of Peace Forces and contingents of Arevelk and Yekirnovo, so it is very crowded with fighters. This facility is directly connected to Kelea Fortress or ‘Black’ Fortress, and will serve as a relief unit for the troops there as well as support units for Arevelk and Yekirnovo forces here. Which means, there were many officers and soldiers who made this fort a temporary residence during their service, making the place to eat now very spacious.
The support battalion was led by a lieutenant colonel, and the 38-year-old man was walking in a large canteen, scouring the area to find the man he was looking for. If this was Kalea Fortress – that was bigger than Girinhi Fortress, he would definitely spend a lot of time just to find someone in this spacious room. Because in addition to the soldiers of the Peace Forces, many soldiers of Yekirnovo and Arevelk who eat or just rest here.
“Letkol Arga's. If you're looking for Lieutenant Nio's unit, I see they're in one corner of the canteen,” one of the lieutenant colonel's subordinates realizes the commander is in trouble, but, and said the desk was filled with personnel filled by the teenager.
“Thank you,” the answer is short.
Anak Agung Arga Kabinawa walked to the place appointed by his subordinates, while carrying his tray in one hand containing a menu of rice with rendang ‘syntetis’ and meatless soup.
“We should try to understand and cooperate with the old members. After all, that team and the 002 Aid Company were here before us. On the other hand, the teen unit was elusive.”
Arga, who came from the Lesser Sunda Garrison, uttered the words with a small smile to his five subordinates who were sitting together at one of the places in the canteen. His words were correct, but the new members in this fortress could still see the team members in question other than Nio, and those elite soldiers were somewhat different, probably because of their commander.
If the newcomers spoke to the team commander and members, perhaps they would be able to quickly communicate normally, and think that they were ordinary and good elite soldiers.
However, this war made the country turn many normal teenagers into soldiers, and fight like sadistic armed brawls. However, it did benefit the country, and gained a lot of war power, and was entirely voluntary. No matter how severe the previous state of war was, the government called on the people to take up arms, with covert and unconscious coercion.
When the war began, the government before Suroso was going pretty badly. And they are inferior to anything in the world, forcing teenagers to fight for the benefit of certain parties.
“Hey, did you guys hear the battle two days ago?”
“That almost destroyed one of the joint companies in the Yekirnovo Garrison, right? Continue, the help is the 002 Aid Company and the 12th Team.”
“The 12th Team he said led ‘Life’'s Life?”
“What kind of name is that? Did he ever die alive again, did he?”
“No. But, he managed to live until the Alliance's first raid against the TNI Expeditionary Force ended.”
“It was a very detrimental battle. Our TNI lost many soldiers and weapons, and the returning soldiers were partly suffering from mental stress though not to the point of falling madness.”
“I was one of the Russian representatives to help the TNI at that time. The situation at that time was indeed very terrible, the TNI Expeditionary Force fortress was flat with the ground, except for the flagpole. The remaining TNI soldiers were struggling desperately and severely exhausted.”
“You are not wrong. A noble army like ours now will not lose to the Alliance.”
The conversation between the five Arga subordinates who spoke to him earlier, did sound ironic.
At the end of a row of tables in one corner of the room, Arga found the first officer of TRIP he was looking for. The young soldier was just as discussed, with the appearance of a mummified body. He also saw one of Nio's female subordinates with a bandage wrapped around a part of his body, which made him think the two of them had once fought together and fared the same.
While putting in a mouthful of ‘asli’ rice and a side dish of tempeh and fried tofu, Nio listened to Agus who started complaining about food today.
“Kaikoa. You want this fake meat, maybe?”
“Neg. Even though the factory workers put their energy into making the fake meat, I just want to put the real food into my stomach,” replied the exotic-skinned soldier while eating his fried tempeh.
“You, must force yourself to eat it, if you do not want to be attacked by malnutrition,” continued Ratna.
Despite getting a warning from ‘Koki’ aka Ratna who hates food selectors, Agus still moves pieces of chicken ‘palsu’ to the edge of the silver plate. The taste of the meat may be similar to the original, but everyone must have their own taste.
“Is it true you guys are the 12th Special Team?”
Nio looked up to the source of the voice, and the members stopped eating to see someone greeting them. And after a while, they blinked, then realized something.
“Ready, right, Lieutenant Colonel,” Hassan stands to answer Arga's questions stammeringly.
After asking for permission, Arga sat down between Hassan and Bima, right in front of Nio who looked down again, staring at his food.
“You're First Lieutenant ‘TRIP’ Nio, right? Code your name if not wrong ‘Life Life’.“
Nio looked at the man with a cold gaze, and pointed at the rank mark on the shoulder of his field uniform. After a few seconds, Nio assumed the man in front of him was the commander of the supporting cavalry battalion for the troops in Girinhi Fortress.
“Sorry, as far as I know the name code is a thing that should be a secret. Even if you know it, it should be said when we both talk two eyes in a secret place.”
Arga looked pensive for a while, and a few seconds later smiled.
“But many people already know that. So, it's useless for you to prevent me from telling your secret and your unit. After all, your code name can be a daunted effect for enemies.”
Nio turned his gaze uncomfortably, and sighed back after hearing Arga's reply.
Although the lieutenant colonel knew him, Nio had never met the man at all.
Meanwhile, his entire subordinates looked at the two of them seriously, worried that there was a fight of argument between them.
“Commander acts more, and secretly has many tactics how to fight. We never knew what he was thinking,” murmured Hendra quietly, but Arga could still hear.
“He always runs and does crazy fights after giving attacking orders. We never even knew what to react to, and following what our commander did,” Ga-Eun continued, leading Nio to look for ways to keep his subordinates from speaking again.
“If you've heard of it, do you remember the Wonogiri 2 Coastal battle, the Six Hour Battle, and Operation Rain?”
“I know about Rain Operation,” said Ika.
“Operation Rain has something to do with the tactic that Lieutenant Nio named as ‘tactic Ala Ameri’. It was an attempt to rain down the imperfect Gate that had opened in the Yogyakarta Garrison with various attacks. Although managed to make the enemy close the Gate in Yogyakarta, but the impact of the operation made 10 districts uninhabitable.”
That was when the war had entered its 3rd year, when Nio was appointed as Sergeant One and became one of its heaviest battles. Although victory in the operation was an achievement, but making the territory where the population was destroyed was not expected despite successfully defeating the enemy. Not to mention the launch of chemical weapons that resulted in toxic land and forced residents to evacuate and move permanently.
In an operation involving 20 garrisons – about one division combined, and except Garrison Semarang – Nio led one platoon, the, managed to finish off the company of the enemy in charge of escorting the witch who tried to make the Gate in Yogyakarta remain open. Although there were combat witches on the enemy's side, and shield magic was able to leave them untouched by the deadly chemical weapons they were forced to deploy, they could be dealt with at the expense of less than 200 soldiers.
Arga's story made Nio put on a vexed face, looked at the newcomer with a bone-chilling cold gaze, and take a sip of his black iced coffee.
“Lieutenant Colonel Anak Agung Arga Kabinawa, of the Lesser Sunda Garrison, now leads one of the cavalry battalions.It is nice to meet you guys, Team 12.”
“It is nice to get acquainted with you, Lieutenant Colonel Arga,” all subordinates of Nio replied in unison.
Nio did not answer the introduction of the man in front of him, and spent iced black coffee which is very disliked army Arevelk and Yekirnovo, if not added sugar or milk. He sees Arga very quickly adapting to the new environment, away from the main headquarters that get high security. Its members seemed to easily familiarize themselves with the commander of the cavalry battalion.
Hassan stood up, and lifted up his tray. He seems to want to go somewhere.
“Letnan Nio, we will soon do patrol activities,”
The members of Team 12 stood up, and said goodbye to Nio to carry out the mission of securing the villages around Fort Girinhi. They drifted away quickly, among the towering armies of Yekirnovo and Arevelk. Ika is the most striking personnel, because the height of his body is about 2 meters. After all, girls like Ika, Ratna, Gita, Zefanya, Ro Ga-Eun, and Nam Ae-Ri were no match on this kind of battlefield.
“Do you like one of your female members?”
Arga's question didn't make Nio ashamed at all or anything like that.
“No. I already have a girlfriend, Indonesian.”
“But..”.
Arga glanced towards a long table with several chairs, and filled a number of girls who continued to pay attention with a watchful and fascinated face towards Nio.
“They are only allies, at least once I consider it.”
“But, I feel they think you are more than that.”
Nio – who got the privilege so allowed to follow the patrol activities – sat face to face with Arga awkwardly because of the words of the new occupants. The expectation of female personnel in a troop is that strong male soldiers will be motivated to keep fighting, even to the death, to protect their beloved female fighters.
“After all, I feel we are like mercenaries, with an unclear task here.”
They're not actually mercenaries, maybe. Although the main task of the Peace Forces and the Guild was to prevent the Alliance from attacking and creating damage, as well as resisting enemy attacks, yet another secondary task had yet to be given. Although there were a number of mercenary groups, they were from Russia who were still in a condition of recovering the military, as well as selected prisoners of war who voluntarily volunteered.
“That kind of thought is so bad. The government and the TNI must be preparing the best plan for this war, for we can immediately return to our homeland and meet loved ones.”
As Nio's only eyes looked at Arga, he felt his heart slightly touched. That gaze other than showing that he had been fighting in this other world for too long, he showed that it was indeed senior duty to guide the junior, even though his words did not change things.
“But, well..it looks like you were right.”
Arga smiled at Nio's timid reply, then sipped his hot black coffee. He grimaced, bitterness, forgot to put sugar in.
“But, if that's the case, are you sure you should fight as a soldier? War certainly goes badly, and will not improve in a long time.”
Nio's expression changed due to words he had never heard before.
“I know you have better combat experience in this world than I do, based on information I have clandestinely or overtly obtained.”
“Ya,” replied Nio limp.
Back when Nio was still in lightning training as a member of the Indonesian Army Student…
Part of the brief training was to field teenage high school student soldiers into the real battlefield, armed with apprehensive combat abilities. In the assignment, most of the SMA soldiers were only deployed as patrol units in field uniforms and equipped with old assault rifles. It was simply a task to familiarize the teenage soldiers with the battlefield and build up their courage. However, if the TRIP soldiers are lucky, they are only pursued by the enemy, or they may be caught and tortured slowly to be killed, or used as a suicide weapon by the enemy. Nio managed to survive until this second due to his incredible hiding ability.
The story of how he was ordered to fight when he was still a keroco, making Arga pensive. He managed to get a story from Nio, and found out what the teenager had been through to date. Although Nio spoke in an indifferent tone, Arga tried to build a good partner bond, like Kim Baek-Ki – the commander of the 002 – Relief Company who had considered Nio a potential warrior.
Nio was a somewhat talkative person, rarely selfish when on duty, and could sometimes be stubborn, but he was not a weak warrior. However, Arga still could not find an answer about the origin of the entire wound on his body, the wound obtained due to the orders of the people in the homeland.
The story above made Arga aware, and he grew serious about listening to every word of Nio. The man who, since this war began, deserves to throw every problem in front of anyone.
“Sorry, I told you too much..”
“It's okay. No need to apologize, I'm just happy to hear your story.”
There is no point in making someone recall his bad memories. Nio made a doubtful face, and Arga tried to make him say all the burdens on his mind. Arga is happy, can be a friend to confide in Nio's impromptu.
Should he try to be the first to get along with the old members here? Arga was silent in doubt. Nio's left eye suddenly looked towards the exit of the canteen, his gaze so wary of something. After passing through the exit, you will immediately see the west side of the fortress, which is facing the territory of the Luan Empire, aka the Alliance member state.
The atmosphere around him instantly became gloomy, making Arga feel something.
“What's up, Lieutenant Nio.”
Right after Arga asked that, the roar of sirens, bells being struck, and the screams of dozens of Arevelk messenger soldiers dispersed everything.
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Illustration of Nio pas is still a city bo*kep. Males edition for hair, hard to do. Picture yourself, with a pose dapet from Instagram.