THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 121's. The Training Score 1
"He'll get me in trouble..." James massaged his forehead which was suddenly dizzy due to Michelle's arrival.
"You just tell Tom to work on it." I grimaced.
"Tom is also training others, such a stubborn girl will not lead to provocation. You don't know even being chased infected doesn't scare her."
"Hmm, well maybe you need to have dinner with a handsome guy." I laughed wide. James saw me still with a visibly upset face. "Alright, I'll help keep him away, calm down. I talked to Tom first if we could make it harder. Be calm. " While I know maybe Tom can't make things difficult for a determined girl like her.
"It will not work, he managed to leave with a letter of duty and an official reason. He won't budge." Turns out he knows too.
"Then reject him openly. It's better and not confusing."
"I've rejected it outright. But he still acts like that." I just found out this one. Well, that girl is unyielding it seems. Plus maybe he's crazy about James, just seeing him makes him happy.
"Well, then we'll see if a city girl like her can afford to be in the black zone, just in time for us to send her home in a military convoy."
"The estimated operation this time can be up to eight months the area that is freed is very broad."
"Hmm.Just like to think about it, we are in Oklahoma and Arkansas le lbih from a year that was only 70%. I think Miami would be a lot better because the area is narrower. That beautiful girl won't survive. He'll be back in Atlanta as soon as the job's done."
"May you be right."
"I have to see training, it's the last day of wave 1 training. They will give you the results soon. I'll talk to Tom."
Actually the requirement is that they master how to shoot, dodge, and hit properly infected weak points, at least they can win in one-on-one combat. Rarely infected have a good speed now.
"Captain." I greet Tom Dawkins who is watching over the approximately 60 personnel from the 1st wave that will be coming. Merged men and women there is another wave 2 to be prepared.
He and his 7-man security team actually, still plus special assignments later depending on needs. We brought in about 70 medics, that's a pretty big number.
"How are they?" This handsome captain is fun to look at it's a bonus.
"Ehm there's one or two people who I think are really bad judgements, I can't recommend, but on average they can defend themselves. You decide later according to your interests. They're under final assessment of shooting precision. Soon finished, the city's civilian personnel sucked, they were never faced with living conditions, the area was safe. Not like the middle."
"May I ask you to provide additional training if they wish to register."
"Ohh, of course, that would be great. We don't know what we're dealing with. If you can motivate them it'll be great."
"How much was your shot?" I grimaced with his question.
"Would I show you?" He smiled with my answer.
"Well, you seem to have the ability. You can show off in front of your subordinates. Hows it? It's also to gain their respect as well and force them into additional training actually, these civilians are very worrying. I'm used to military medics, I imagine how to entrust a gun to them, their scores are alarming."
"Can." I accepted the challenge.
"Come with me Miss Jen."
The test consisted of five paper targets that had to be shot. Each is 5, 8, 10,12,15 meters away. The test is over, I received their list of grades.
"Well from the results of this test they hit the highest 60%, that's even though at most only the first 3 shots hit."