double click, then throwing the grenade at the target in the distance.

Ju Yeong-Gi couldn't remember seeing articles about accidents during this training in the past several years.
Didn't that mean countless recruits passed it without any notable issues? Look at all the small fries around him, every single one of them was doing just fine! In that case, Ju Yeong-Gi shouldn’t have any issues, either.

– Remove the safety pin!

“Removing the safety pin!” Ju Yeong-Gi brought the grenade near his chest, then he yanked the safety pin out.
However, he accidentally double-clicked the safety handle with his right hand still holding the explosive.

As such, the instructor gave him one more encouragement.
“Do it with confidence, recruit! Don't forget!”

– Toss the grenade!

“Tossing!” Ju Yeong-Gi parroted the announcement, then powerfully tossed the grenade forward.


Unfortunately, he must have placed too much energy into his motion.
Instead of flying toward the target, the live grenade left his hand in a straight line toward the protective wall installed in front of the booth.
It then bounced back before landing on the booth's floor.

Ju Yeong-Gi's eyes trembled for a moment just then.

“Ah, crap!” The instructor urgently rushed toward the grenade, hoping to kick it into a nearby grenade sump.
However, he was in too much of a rush and ended up missing the grenade, kicking the empty air several times instead.
“Bloody hell!”

The instructor quickly realized that it was too late to kick the explosive into the sump now.
He yanked at Ju Yeong-Gi's arm and tried to throw himself and the stupefied recruit out of the booth.


Unfortunately, Ju Yeong-Gi wasn't yanked out as expected.
Panicking and frozen stiff, he inadvertently ended up holding his ground when someone suddenly yanked at his arm.
The instructor fell over, half of his torso now outside the booth.
He roared in alarm, his eyes taking in the sight of the primed grenade about to go off.

As he screamed, the instructor didn't forget to curl up as small as he could manage.
Even though he knew that doing so would be useless, it was still better than nothing.

But then, something unexpected happened.
His eyes caught the sight of someone jumping inside the booth.


Indeed, it wasn’t his fellow instructor under an officer's cap but a recruit wearing a ballistic helmet.
The number '100' clearly printed on the rear of the recruit’s helmet was engraved deeply in the instructor's mind at that moment.

'But, why?!'

There was no time to leisurely speculate.
The recruit landed safely in the booth, cleanly picked the grenade up, and with a movement that was neither urgent nor too slow, he tossed the explosive toward the lake.

This all happened even before the instructor could yell at Recruit No.100 to stop.
The recruit subsequently crouched below the safety wall.

KA-BOOM! Boom! Baaaang!

The grenade exploded in mid-air before reaching the lake's surface.
The other grenades tossed by the other recruits were caught up in the explosion and began blowing up in a chaotic chain reaction.

“Ah…” The instructor shuddered pitifully.
If the recruit had been one second too late, all three people in the booth would've turned into chunks of bloody meat.
After realizing that, the instructor couldn't put any strength into his trembling legs.

The instructor couldn't quite figure out what to do for a moment or two.
Should he bite Ju Yeong-Gi's head off or scold the recruit who jumped into the booth? Just like that, an eerie silence descended in the booth.

– What the f*ck are you all doing?! Go and see if anyone's hurt!

An angry yell exploded from the loudspeakers, prompting the instructors and their assistants nearby to rush toward the booth.

“First Sergeant Choi?! Are you alright, sir?!”

“Recruit No.99, are you injured?!”

“Uhm…” Ju Yeong-Gi finally snapped out of his stupefaction and hurriedly nodded his head.
“Y-Yes, I'm unhurt.”

“You son of a b*tch! Didn't we tell you to stay awake?!” An assistant instructor rushed in and ruthlessly kicked Ju Yeong-Gi just above his ankle.

The impact was loud enough to be audible, but Ju Yeong-Gi failed to notice the pain and could only nod his head like an idiot.
“I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, sir!”

Of course, he knew—he knew how close to death he had been mere seconds ago.
He might be too shocked to think straight at the moment, but he could still instinctively tell that he had made a huge mistake just now.
Not only him, but even the instructor could have died.

“Recruit No.100! Are you alright?!”

“Yes, sir.” Kang Jin-Ho's unmoved voice came from somewhere behind Ju Yeong-Gi.

The instructor yelled at him, “Who told you to do something that crazy?! Ah?!”

“I knew I'd make it on time, sir.”

“You dumbass! You could've also died just now!”

“But sir.
I'm still alive, aren't I?” Kang Jin-Ho replied flatly.

“What was that?!” The instructor, First Sergeant Choi, spat out a lengthy groan before waving his hand dismissively.
“Fine, fine.
Let's just deal with this situation first.”

“Yes, sir.”

A furious assistant instructor grabbed Ju Yeong-Gi's arm and dragged him away in the direction of the command post.

First Sergeant Choi turned his attention back to Kang Jin-Ho.
“Hey, Recruit No.100.”

“Recruit No.100, Kang Jin-Ho.”

“Thank you.
That must've been hard.”

“No, sir,” Kang Jin-Ho replied while still maintaining his unconcerned expression.

First Sergeant Choi stared at that expression while trying hard to calm his still-pounding chest.

'Bloody hell, is this guy's heart made out of solid steel or something?'

Choi had handled countless grenades in the boot camp for many years now, yet here he was, his heart madly pounding from what just happened.
So how could this recruit stay calm like this? Were his nerves woven out of whale tendons or something?

Besides, how did he even think about jumping into the booth and picking up the fallen grenade to throw it away? Others in the same situation would've been too busy trying to save their hides first.

“This crazy bastard…” First Sergeant Choi slowly shook his head.
He forced his shaking legs to straighten up so he could stand again.

“First Sergeant Choi! How are you feeling, sir?”

“I'm okay.
I'm going to make my report.”

“Alright, sir.
We'll take care of the situation here.”

While walking away, First Sergeant Choi looked around and noticed the stiff faces of the recruits.
He shook his head and thought to himself.

'Looks like today's training is over.'

Forcing recruits to handle live grenades when they were clearly on edge could lead to a large-scale tragedy.
Some recruits might even start freaking out and convulse after touching a grenade, too.

In a way, stopping the training here could be a blessing in disguise.
Even First Sergeant Choi wasn’t even confident in overseeing the training anymore in his current state.
The realization of escaping from the jaws of death at the last second was only getting stronger in his head as time went on, after all.

'That kid…'

First Sergeant Choi glanced at Recruit No.100, who was currently being led away from the training area by an assistant instructor.

'Just what is up with him, anyway?'

Choi engraved Kang Jin-Ho's back in his mind, then resumed his trek to the command post to make his report.
Even now, cold sweat still trickled down his back.

“Sheesh. I really almost died back there, didn't I?” Choi muttered while repeatedly glancing at Kang Jin-Ho's distant back.

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