Author’s Note: Well then, here’s the second chapter of The Military System! Do note that narration in Italics is the narrator’s first-person conversation, while the usual font right now will be the usual. Enjoy!

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All right recruits! Welcome to the external Rifle Range, where all of you will have the chance of pulling the trigger of the M203- you, behind the big-ass bloke! Quit digging your nose; what do you expect to find, gold? Anyway, you will learn how to position yourself, aim, and fire correctly, not like some of you idiots who are still unable to handle the Colt revolver and hit your eyes out when it recoiled. The recruit next to the barbed wire, quit your yapping and stay away from that! You would not want to see yourself having two heads and webbed buttocks later-

“Watch out! Stray grenade!”

Holy mother of- run!

As the platoon dispersed, the stray grenade from the internal Rifle Range nestled itself within a tree before a loud blast ensued, branches flying everywhere like arrows. Akito could only pause, looking at the little green men running for their lives like chickens. If only there were butchers to complete the picture, he thought. However, even though a civilian would think of it as a surprise event, it was like any other day in The Academy; maybe.

SITUATION 2!
BLACK OUT!

Nightfall; the time where the officers and recruits alike take a long break from a day’s work. And of course, that would mean the bathrooms for both genders are crowded, several times more than a pack of sardines. However, our fellow officers, Akito and Tessa, were not there. Instead, they were in the underground parking lot with another fellow colleague of theirs; Raquel Schmidt. Covered by a canvas sheet was Raquel’s new car she had bought with her own money.

The 1.7m tall, silver haired tied to two ponytails lass let out a snicker before unveiling her vehicle. Tessa and Akito let out an awe, before it turned into a yawn. Grey eyes from Raquel glared at the yawning duo, explaining the point why she bought a black Mercedes Benz SL600. Of course, the duo could not be bothered by Raquel’s reasoning, and replied sarcastically. The silver haired lass then glanced at her attire; a brown, long-sleeved shirt and long skirt

“Basically, what you have bought is not a car, but a grandfather’s clock. Even an old fart in a wheel chair could outrun by hectares,” went the orange haired lass.

“And, it weighs two tons,” Akito implied.

“It also turns like a duck; you’ll see yourself banging your head against the side windows more often than driving it.” was Tessa’s another point.

“And it weighs two tons,” went the brown haired Japanese.

“Listen to me for a moment, all right?” Raquel shot in, hands at the sides of her waist where there were five leather belts wrapped around her waist and hips. “I’ve did some performance upgrades to the car, so instead of having 300BHP, it now has 550BHP.”

“Yes, but it still weighs two tons of East German communists’ technology,” Akito insisted, still not impressed.

Of course, hearing that made the silver haired lass twitchy and annoyed. Cracking her fingers, Raquel was ready to make juice out of him. However, the situation was made complicated when… the lights went out without warning. In pitch black darkness, Tessa began flapping her arms in a panic, shocked by the sudden nature. Raquel froze, so does Akito. Somehow, both of the felt something groping them. The silver haired lass, whose body is weak against warmth, found herself leaning against- she gasped.

“Wa!” went Raquel. “Something is pressing against my back!”

She stretched out her arms, trying to grab anything; a pole-like structure above Raquel. Soon after, Akito panicked. He felt as if there was something dragging him down. He lunged forward, hitting something hard. His hands groped the pitch black darkness; a pillar. Grabbing onto it tightly, Akito tried to calm himself down, but it was futile; he shut his eyes, not wanting to know what was disturbing him. Grey eyes from Raquel widened. Somehow, she felt was sandwiched, and the warmth had made her breathless…and weird.

“I’m getting violated…” was her thought, shutting her eyes. “But…why does my body love each moment of it?”

Not knowingly, she began grinding her hips, while letting out a breathless moan. Akito froze; once again, it was intruding him. He panicked, but never moved a muscle. Tessa, after taking a moment flapping her arms like a hummingbird, grabbed a torchlight she had at her disposal. She fumbled with it, groping to find the switch. A spurt of blood shot out from her left nostril, it was as if she was violating the torchlight. After taking another minute or two to locate the switch, she flipped it on, only to realize, a beam of light shot towards Tessa. She let out a yelp, before shutting her eyes for a moment. Damn, she thought. If only she was more careful; now she was temporarily blind. Tessa shook her head, trying to shake off the effects. Instead, a loud clang was heard. She swore she hit a metal pole, and it was; a speed limit sign, which collapsed on her a second later.

“Waugh!” went Tessa, with black and white swirls for her eyes momentarily.

The German lass went up to her feet with haste, not realizing she had stepped on a puddle of engine oil. With a slip, there she went; face hitting the hood of her recognisable black VIP car, the Nissan Gloria. Tessa let out a yelp, face flat as a washboard before she slapped her face back into shape. Still in pitch black darkness, she fumbled with the torchlight again, since she had switched it off by accident. As the light shone through the handheld device, it showed something… embarrassing. Tessa’s underwear had drooped, all the way to her boots. She panicked, and flicked the torchlight off once again. The German lass groped the darkness, managing to find her underwear. However, being too anxious, she yanked it a little too hard, making her crouch to the ground, letting out expletives in German.

“Ow… I’m going sterile at this rate…” Tessa muttered, trying to ease the abrasion at her crotch.

Getting up to her feet, she paused, making sure she was not going to fall for anything wrong again. She grabbed her torchlight, and groped it, flicking the switch as light shone through. In a sweeping motion, Tessa looked for Raquel and Akito, which she did with a nosebleed. The German lass could not bother to wipe it off. Instead, she trembled.

“Err…Raquel, Akito?” she went.

“What? Help me here!” was Akito’s reply.

“Ah! Umm… uhm… Tessa!” was Raquel’s breathless call.

“Why are the two of you grinding each other’s hips?” Tessa stated, another burst of blood leaking out from her nose.

Both Raquel and Akito paused, heads looking at each other. Akito raised up his right hand, waving while giving a friendly ‘Hi’. Raquel, face as reed as beetroot, froze. Saliva that drooled down her mouth ceased. She released the grip over Akito’s neck, eyes covered by a shadow. The silver haired lass turned around, hands now curled up into fists. She looked up, revealing eyes filled with fury. Raquel gnashed her teeth, a haunting voice coming out from it.

“Akito…”

Brown eyes widened, knowing that he would be pulverized into onigiri, or even a burger patty. He stepped back slowly as Raquel let out a sneer.

“Akito…”

“Y-yes?” was his reply after gulping air into his throat.

“Die!”

“Aieee!”

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Being dragged on the ground looking like a lump of pulp was Akito, after Raquel trashed him up for… turning her on. Tessa, who was leading the group, let out a sigh of relief. After one painstaking hour of aimless walking, they managed to find themselves in the lobby. However, there was something even more disturbing; the whole street was pitch-black. Even the moon was not present when it was supposed to be. Akito, finally back to his feet, noticed-

“All right, who the heck farted?” he questioned. “Smells like frankfurters and baked beans.”

Tessa and Raquel paused, giving a bored look at Akito. They could not be bothered answering- they heard it; farts. All three of them pinched their noses at the same time. The German lass swept the torchlight around, trying to find the source of the…bio-gas. Nothing- there it was again. Akito, annoyed, grabbed his lighter, ready to react once he heard the farts again. The trio moved on, now into the corridor- the fart ensued. Akito lit the lighter. Shockingly, flames erupted, leading towards…

“Argh!” went one of the trio.

“Awawawawa! Raquel! Your butt’s on fire!” Tessa flapped her arms in a panic.

“Aha! I knew it! It was Raquel after all!” Akito remarked with a smug on his face.

There she was; the silver haired lass running around in circles while trying to smother the fire on her butt. Tessa was still flapping her arms like a hummingbird, with black and white swirls for eyes. That only leaves to Akito to decide whether to help the bonfire called Raquel, or smack the back of the head upside down, downside up, and sideways of Tessa.

“You know what? Screw it,” was his reply, dashing towards the silver haired lass.

Diving for Raquel, Akito pinned her to the ground and used the curtains he had groped onto to extinguish the fire. After taking a moment to put out the flames, the silver haired lass paused before getting up to her feet, furious. However, Akito had burst into laughter, now like an asthmatic patient. Raquel wondered why he was reacting that way- even Tessa broke out in a snicker.

“Nice full moon you got there, Raquel,” went Akito, keeping a safe distance from the silver haired lass.

Grey eyes turned. Oh no, she thought. Indeed it was a full moon. Her whole buttock was exposed; the fire had burned that portion of her clothing. She panicked before her eyes glared at Akito with a face flushed red. The brown haired Japanese knew what was going to happen, and he knew he was in for a beating, this time into puree. Raquel lunged forward, dashing for Akito. The Japanese eased his way behind a structure, since it was still pitch-black dark, and he had groped it. A loud ‘thunk’ was heard. Raquel had fallen for it. Akito snickered, not noticing-

“Oh no,” went Tessa, using the torchlight to see what was going to happen.

The German lass winced. A loud splat ensued. The lights came back on, ending the black out scenario. The orange haired lass could only let out a sigh. Raquel was lying on the ground, knocked out with an exposed butt. As fro Akito, Tessa could only wince at the sight. It was similar to how a cockroach would look like after being stepped on.

“So, one full-moon buttock baboon called Raquel, and one squished cockroach called Akito; how about that?” was Tessa’s comment, dragging both of them by the legs.

“Tessa, you underwear drooped again,” was Akito’s groan, a small trickle of blood running down his left nostril.

“Awawawawawawa!” went the German lass, giving a hard right boot into the Japanese.

“Waugh!”

Situation Secured! With a twist!

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