Dodge Part 2

Five hours after Desmond and his group started running most of the group found it hard to stand. Somewhere more fit than others, but even they had difficulty standing up straight. A lot of people wanted to sprawl on the floor yet no one did out of fear of Sergeant Freeman.

The sweat from their bodies made their uniforms stick to them tightly. Desmond was able to push his body past its limits because he was just controlling it like a puppet. Yet, it didn't mean he liked the feeling of his lungs on fire or when he gets light headed from all the exercise. He was impressed by everyone's tenacity knowing full well if he wasn't able to kick his body into overdrive whenever he wanted he wouldn't be able to keep up.

The entire group stood up in a field huffing and puffing gladly taking their 10 minute break until Sergeant Freeman came and ruined it.

"Good it looks like you fuck nuggets are all awake and since private Roy is no longer limping around just as limp as his dick would be when he sees a beautiful woman. I think we can move on to the next exercise of the day before we finish off with another run around the facility.

We will only be doing light training to build up your stamina than we will move one to muscle training. While at the same time teaching you uneducated fucks what discipline is, I will not let any of you hold a gun until I can make sure none of you are dumb enough to shoot yourself in the foot with it or your subordinates.

So you hear that first day only 3 exercises and up till now, only one person got the shit beat out of them. This is the best and most relaxing day any of you will ever have under my command so enjoy it and don't forget to praise me for being the kind and compassionate person that I am".

In unison, everyone saluted Sergeant Freeman thanking him from the bottom of their hearts as they proceeded onto the next exercise of the day.

Sergeant Freeman brought out hundreds of rubber balls than explained the exercise "today you will be learning a fundamental and mandatory skill that will save your life, but no one ever fucking does it because they're a bunch of fucking idiots.

The skill I am talking about is how to dodge. You may think it's simple and you may think its something you have a firm grasp on just like you do on your dick when your girlfriend leaves you, but you will be surprised of the number of idiots walking out there that forget how to dodge because they're to busy shitting themselves in fear instead of getting their assess in gear.

The only person in the world you should fear is me and the only other thing you should fear is when I break my foot off in your ass. That is why we will be doing this daily until you are able to dodge without thinking.

You will learn how to dodge a variety of different this both long and close range. Since you will mostly be getting shot at anyway I decided to have some fun and start with teaching you how to dodge projectiles. Now let's see which one of you will be the first practice target."

Sergeant Freeman looked around until his eyes fell on Desmond.

"For all that is sacred in this world why in the world why is someone like you here? You look like a shriveled pair of ball sacks you old fuck. You have long passed the time to have any sort of midlife crisis so why are you here now?". Sergeant Freeman got up close to Desmond's face as he yelled at him, some spit even flew on Desmond's face.

In response to the Sergeant's questions, Desmond saluted than replied, "I am here because I have recently noticed how much of a worthless piece of shit I am sir Freeman. So, I came here in hopes of bettering myself to one day be useful".

Desmond had a cold sweat hoping he wouldn't get beaten up by Sergeant Freeman for five minutes straight like the last guy. He had extended worse, but he still didn't like the pain.

"You think I need you to tell me that you're a piece of shit I have eyes, so I can already see that are you trying to tell me I'm blinded".

"No, Sergeant Freeman Sir".

Just like private Roy, Desmond got head butted in the face. He stumbled a bit but didn't fall or kick up any dirt that could have landed on Sergeant Freeman's cloths which he was most happy about.

"It looks like your reflexes are complete shit, get your butt to the front right now you will help demonstrate how things are done". Sergeant Freeman pointed to the open field as he shouted at Desmond to hurry up.

Desmond was forced to stand in a wide open field all alone while the Sergeant instructed everyone on what was going to happen.

"listen up everyone I am going to launch these balls at that idiot right their his only goal is to not get hit. If he does than for every time he gets he gets another lap around the facility on top of the run he is already supposed to do and the same goes for all of you".

Ready for what was coming Desmond thought it was going to be easy to dodge the ball thrown at him. Until he blinked and found he was now looking at the sky. The ball thrown by Sergeant Freeman was enchanted to accelerate once thrown and return to the hand of the person who threw it.

On the floor in a daze Desmond was getting yelled at again by the Sergeant and forced to continue. Every ball was thrown in a straight line, but Desmond failed to dodge any of them. Every time he thought he dodge one ball a wall would pop from the ground rickocheting the ball towards Desmond.

He was pelleted from all sides relentlessly that's when Desmond realized what the first day of training was for. It wasn't to instruct anyone just break them down so the Sergeant could work with what was left.