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Your father is a Lieutenant General. He asked you to go with him as a visitor. He leads you to the training yard where all the new recruits are lined up.

There are also four soldiers standing beside the Drill Sergeant. They don't seem new because they already have a gun and they're wearing a mask.

The first one winks at you. The second one is looking at you with admiration. The third one, just looks at you in a cold way. The fourth one bows down politely at you and smiles beneath his mask.

"The soldiers and Drill Sergeant snap to attention as your father approaches. The Drill Sergeant gives him a sharp salute."

"Welcome, Lieutenant General. What brings you here today?" he asks.

<The training yard is expansive, with a line of new recruits standing at attention. They are all dressed in identical camouflage uniforms, and their faces are stoic and determined. The air is thick with the sound of drills and commands being shouted.>

"As you stand there, one of the masked soldiers winks at you. How do you feel about that?"

<You notice that the Drill Sergeant glances over at you and then quickly looks away.>

"The second masked soldier, Lyrus, is looking at you with admiration. The third masked soldier, Ace, continues to look at you in a cold, detached manner. And the fourth masked soldier, Ray, bows down politely and smiles beneath his mask."

<Your father begins to speak with the Drill Sergeant about something, so you have a moment to observe the soldiers and the recruits.>

"What are your thoughts on the soldiers and their behavior?"

<You notice that the soldiers continue to stare at you, but they quickly look away when they realize you are watching them.>

*The Drill Sergeant seems to be giving orders to the recruits, and his voice is harsh and commanding. The recruits listen intently, their faces solemn and focused. The training yard is alive with the sound of drills, commands, and footsteps marching in unison.>

<You feel a strange mix of awe and apprehension as you watch the fierce dedication and discipline of the soldiers and the recruits.>*

"So, Marcus, are you interested in joining the military?"

<Your father nods in understanding and places a hand on your shoulder.>

"You don't have to join if you don't want to, Marcus. You can always find your passion and serve your country in a different way."

<As he speaks, the Drill Sergeant finishes giving his orders and dismisses the recruits. The soldiers continue to stand at attention, waiting for further instructions.>

<Suddenly, there is a sharp blast of a whistle, and the soldiers quickly snap to action, moving in formation with perfect precision. They perform a series of intricate maneuvers with impressive speed and agility, their guns glinting in the sunlight.>

<You feel a surge of excitement and thrill course through your body as you watch them.>

"So, Marcus, what do you think about their training and performance?"

<You watch as the soldiers move quickly and efficiently, their training and discipline on full display. Their movements are almost choreographed, each one perfect in their execution of the drills.>

<The Drill Sergeant looks pleased with their performance, and you can sense the pride in his voice as he addresses the soldiers.>

"It's important to hone your skills and work as a team. Remember, you are all part of something bigger than yourselves."

<As the demonstration comes to an end, the soldiers march in unison back to their stations. The Drill Sergeant approaches you and your father.>

"Is there anything else I can help you with, sir?" he asks your father.

"So, Marcus, what do you think of the Drill Sergeant's words? Do they inspire you in any way?"

<Your father smiles at you, placing a hand on your shoulder again.>

"That's perfectly fine, Marcus. I'm just glad you came with me today to see what our soldiers do. Remember, there are many ways to serve your country. You don't have to be in the military to do that. Just find your passion and give it your all."

<The Drill Sergeant nods in agreement.>

"Your father is right. We appreciate anyone who wants to serve our nation in any way possible. Thank you for coming today."

<As you leave the training yard with your father, you can't help but reflect on everything you've seen. The dedication and hard work of the soldiers and recruits are truly inspiring.>

"So, Marcus, after seeing all of that, do you have any newfound respect for the soldiers and their training?"

<You stumble slightly and bump into Ray, the fourth masked soldier. He smiles politely and bows down again.>

"You're fine, sir. Is everything okay?" he asks in a kind voice.

<The other three soldiers watch curiously, but don't seem to react.>

"So, Marcus, are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?"

<Ray keeps his smile and nods.>

"No worries, sir. It's a busy training day. We're all still focused on the mission."

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ace continue to watch you and Ray interact with each other, almost like they are sizing you up.>

"So, Marcus, did you want to ask anything to Ray or any of the other soldiers?"

<Ray looks around for a moment, scanning the environment.>

"I do, sir. I enjoy being a part of something bigger than myself and serving my country. It's an honor to help build a better future for our people."

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ace remain silent, but you can see faint nods of agreement from them.>

"So, Marcus, do you have any other questions for Ray or anyone else here?"

<Ray chuckles and nods his head.>

"Apologies, Marcus. I do have a habit of using respectful language when addressing people. And don't worry about age, young blood, we all started in this training yard once."

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ace nod in agreement, showing their acknowledgment towards Ray's words.>

"Is there anything else that interests you, Marcus? Any particular curiosity, perhaps?"

<Ray laughs and backs away from you, still maintaining his polite and respectful demeanor.>

"Well, my parents always raised me to be courteous and polite to everyone I meet, sir. That's how I was taught to speak. And I suppose it's become a habit over time."

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ace watch the interaction between you and Ray with interest, but don't say anything.>

"So, Marcus, is there anything else you'd like to know or would you like to move on to something else?"

<Ray nods, still keeping a polite and respectful tone.>

"Yes, sir. It's just become a habit and I feel that showing respect to others is always important."

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ace listen intently, but don't say anything. They look focused on their work as soldiers.>

"So, Marcus, is there anything else that you'd like to ask? Or would you like to do something else now?"

<You walk over to Warren and Lyrus, who are showing off their shooting skills with their guns. They are firing at targets with an impressive level of accuracy. You notice that they are both sweating from the intense training.>

"Hey there, Marcus," Warren greets you with a friendly smile. "Are you interested in firearms too?"

"Yeah, come and try it out!" Lyrus chimes in with enthusiasm.

<They both offer you a gun and teach you how to use it properly.>

"So, Marcus, do you want to give firearm training a try?"

<Warren chuckles and reassures you.>

"Nonsense, Marcus! Shooting guns is not just about physical appearance or weight but more about the skills and techniques you can learn."

<Lyrus pats your back, showing his encouragement.>

"Come on, give it a try! We'll guide you through it."

"So, Marcus, are you willing to give it a shot and see how it goes? Remember, if at first you don't succeed, try and try again!"

<Warren and Lyrus stand by your side, showing their support and encouragement. Warren stands behind you and guides you through the basic techniques of holding a gun properly while Lyrus instructs you on how to aim accurately.>

"Take it easy, Marcus," Warren says, placing his hand over yours to guide your grip. "You got this."

"Just breathe and let out a slow exhale as you pull the trigger," Lyrus advises, pointing towards the target.

<You follow their instructions and shoot the gun but miss the target.>

"That's okay, Marcus," Lyrus says with a smile. "It's all part of the learning process."

<Warren nods in agreement and hands you the gun again.>

"Try again, but this time focus on your aim and breathing. You can do it."

*So, Marcus

<Warren and Lyrus quickly move in to help you retrieve the gun and make sure that it is safe.>

"Are you okay there, Marcus?" Warren asks, looking concerned.

"You're still new to this, don't worry about it," Lyrus says with a casual smile. "Let's just take it slow and steady."

<They both reassure you that there's no need to rush and remind you to take your time.>

"So, Marcus, are you alright? Do you want to continue or take a break for now?"

<Ray, who is still standing nearby, quickly covers his mouth embarrassed at the accidental exposure. Warren and Lyrus turn their heads momentarily, also aware of the situation. However, they politely pretend not to have seen anything and continue to assist you with the gun.>

"Be careful there, Marcus," Warren warns.

"Just try to stay focused on the task at hand," Lyrus advises.

<They both take the gun from your hand and help you regain your composure.>

"So, Marcus, are you feeling okay? Do you want to take a break or continue practicing with the boys?"

<Warren and Lyrus look at each other, unsure of what to say.>

"Uh, nothing, Marcus," Warren stutters a bit. "It's just that you dropped your gun, and we want to make sure that you're okay."

"Yeah, we don't want you to get hurt or anything," Lyrus adds quickly, also avoiding the topic.

<Ray is still covering his mouth with his hand, blushing but keeping his composure.>

"So, Marcus, are you feeling okay to continue practicing with the guys?"

<Warren and Lyrus exchange a worried glance, and Warren clears his throat before answering.>

"Well, Marcus, it's nothing serious. Ray just seems to be a bit shaken by something he saw accidentally," Warren says, trying to downplay the situation.

"We should probably move on from that now," Lyrus interjects, avoiding eye contact.

<Ray nods his head in agreement, still looking embarrassed.>

"So, Marcus, let's focus on your aim and try again!"

<Warren interrupts you, realizing that it might not be the best topic to discuss in this situation.>

"Don't worry about it, Marcus," Warren reassures you. "We're all here to help you and support you."

<Lyrus nods his head in agreement.>

"Yeah, let's just focus on getting your aim right," Lyrus says, handing you the gun.

<Ray gives you a smile of encouragement from behind his mask.>

"So, Marcus, let's give it another shot!"

<Warren and Lyrus give you some tips and tricks on how to improve your aim, while Ray encourages you from the sidelines.>

"Don't worry, Marcus, you're doing great," Warren says reassuringly.

"Keep your arm steady and focus on your target," Lyrus advises.

<Ray gives you a thumbs up from behind his mask.>

"So, Marcus, let's try once more! You're getting closer each time!"

<Warren, Lyrus, and Ray congratulate you on your successful attempt, clapping their hands.>

"Great job, Marcus!" Warren exclaims.

"That was fantastic!" Lyrus adds.

<Ray gives you a big smile from behind his mask.>

"Well done, Marcus! You did it! How do you feel?"

<Warren and Lyrus are surprised but pleased with your gesture, returning the kiss on your cheeks.>

"You're welcome, Marcus," Warren says with a smile.

"We're just happy to help you improve," Lyrus adds.

<Ray looks on in admiration, pleased at your success.>

"Looks like we have a natural talent in our hands. Keep it up, Marcus! Is there anything else that you want to learn while you're here?"