Chapter 6: Turning Calamity into Blessing

  As 'cannon fodder' soldiers, they acquired the Reyn sword, their lives gained an extra layer of security, and they were naturally delighted. Moreover, it was a free gift, so why not be happy? Reyn was happy, and everyone else was happy too.

  The bayonet was indeed convenient to carry, even in the training grounds of the military camp, and no instructor would have thought that these smelly boots of the soldiers would hide a short but sharp weapon.

  An inch short, an inch dangerous. Indeed, a few days later, during a training session, the reckless Dako was in the midst of a confrontation drill when...

  All the soldiers in the field were stunned, and even the instructors of the military camp looked at the scene with a look of shock and amazement.

  A spear with a brightly colored head lay on the ground, its wooden shaft cracked and splintered. A large hole had been punched through the thick iron-plated wooden shield, and Dakot still held his military knife in the motion of having stabbed it into the opponent's shield. The tall, muscular soldier he was sparring with stood frozen in terror, the icy blade still pressed tightly against his smooth belly. His blue uniform was torn open, revealing a gaping hole, too terrifying...

  "Dakota...your knife? Can you..." The pale-faced soldier stuttered, his eyes wide with fear as he stared at Dakota, who was still fuming.

  The sparring session just now enraged Dako, the soldiers in the opposing team relied on their strong physique and swung their shields with all their might, suddenly smashing them down on Dako like madmen, leaving him no room to counterattack.

  As the three-month military training is about to end, the atmosphere of death is getting stronger and stronger. The mood of these soldiers fluctuates greatly, with occasional outbreaks of violence, madness, and even suicidal phenomena.

  Dakota encountered a hysterical, suddenly crazed soldier during training. In the emergency, he quickly threw away his long gun, squatted down, held up his shield, and took out the military knife from his boot - the Rhein Military Knife.

  When his saber cut through the long spear, broke the shield, and the cold blade touched the body of the Berserker soldier, the opponent came to their senses, became timid, feared, wanted to cry but had no tears, and even wet their pants.

  "Dakota!" Rayn and Russ rushed to his side, quickly stopping him. Everyone let out a deep breath as their teammates gathered around them. Their squad leader was stunned, at a loss for what to do, his usual arrogance gone.

  "Training is over, dismiss! You, you, you all stay behind!" The strict military training officer shouted from the high platform, quickly issuing orders and pointing at Dakota and Rain's team, as well as that stupid pig-headed squad leader.

  In the training ground, only Rayne's team was left. Dakore's face was flustered and frightened, and he couldn't even stand firmly, needing two companions to support him.

  "What, what kind of weapon is this? I've never seen it before?" The training officer, clad in full armor and wearing a red cloak, pointed at the military sword on the ground, asking Dakota who was still stunned, then his gaze shifted to the pig-headed squad leader.

  "R-report, I don't know." The squad leader stammered, terrified and restless, with a panicked expression, his head hung low, his whole body trembling, not daring to look up at the instructor's face.

  "Report, sir. This is a military sword, a new type of short and sharp weapon, prepared for battle, which we purchased from Jest Ironworks in Cardi Town, one per person." Rayn Aon stood up straight, looking directly at the training officer's eyes with great seriousness, still saluting as if it were a modern ritual.

  "Report to the superior officer, I, I didn't!" The short and stout squad leader with a big head and ears turned pale upon hearing Rain's words, his whole body trembling even more violently as he cried out that privately storing weapons in the military camp was a capital offense, and he was eager to escape punishment.

  As soon as Rennes' words fell, he saw that the faces of his other partners had also changed. It was only at this moment that he realized he had made a big mistake, which was not to...

  "Report to the superior officer, these military knives were bought by me and have nothing to do with them. If there is punishment, punish me." Rayn explained quickly, his expression extremely calm.

  "You, don't you know that secretly keeping weapons in the barracks is a capital offense?" The training officer's face sank, his eyes narrowing as he looked up and down at Rain.

  "Respected officer, equipped with new weapons, going into battle to kill the enemy, is there still something wrong? You've also seen the power of the military sword just now, right?" Rayn remained calm and continued to explain, avoiding the seriousness of privately storing weapons.

  "Hahaha... Good job, kid! You're the first soldier to ever speak to me in that tone of voice. You've got guts and brains, I like your style! This military sword is indeed powerful, from now on every soldier will be equipped with one!" The training officer looked at Rain with great admiration, sizing him up and down, occasionally praising him and patting his shoulder, bursting into loud laughter.

  "Officer, I also..." At this time, the pig-headed squad leader smiled and spoke in a flattering tone, seeing the officer's joyful expression, trying to take credit. When he saw the officer's gaze towards him, he was scared and left quickly.

  The other partners all burst out laughing, and at this time Dakota also perked up, it turned out that he was also scared earlier because the crime of privately storing weapons was too great, his face turned red, and he scratched his head with a bit of embarrassment.

  "Hey young man, what's your name?" The instructor said with a smile, revealing a long-lost smile.

  "Ryan Green!" Ryan said in a serious tone, and the others stopped laughing again as their superior's face began to darken once more.

  "Rayne Green? Of the Green family? Are you that career imperial soldier?" The officer's expression was extremely agitated, sizing him up again carefully.

  "Reporting for duty, sir! I'm Rain Green!" Rain continued.

  "Your change is really too big." The officer suddenly came up with such a brainless remark, as if he had known him for a long time.

  "Sir, how do you know me?" Rain asked in puzzlement. His city was thousands of miles away from Cardi Town, and the training officer often came here, so how could he know him?

  "Cough, I've heard of it before, hehe, now I appoint you as the eighth 'cannon fodder' (suicide squad) team captain position, but your (cannon fodder) identity will not change, still living with them together." The training officer issued a new command.

  "Yes sir!" Rayn stood up straight and saluted.

  "What a pity! What a pity!......" The training officer's figure gradually walked away, still muttering the same words from time to time.

  Rainer's misfortune turned into a blessing, and although he was still just a "cannon fodder", at least in his future military career, he had taken a small step forward. It was worth celebrating. Several weeks later, when they visited Cardy town again, all the companions got drunk and played until the sky grew dark. Of course, Rainer took care of all the expenses in the town.

  The soldiers in the military camp were all equipped with the latest short-range weapon - the Rain Military Knife. As a result, Jest, the blacksmith of Cardy Town, was busy every day and had to work overtime, and business was booming.

  The training in the military camp is still going on as usual, and the three-month military training life is about to end. Everyone is counting down the days until they leave the military camp, because soon they will be rushing to the battlefield to fulfill their "cannon fodder" mission.

  The days are getting closer and closer, everyone's mood is getting more and more anxious, the feeling of waiting for death is really unbearable.

  The barracks where Rains is located still maintains its usual bustle, and after training every day, everyone gathers together to discuss the results of their training.

  The countdown has begun, and in just three days' time, I will be leaving the military camp to rush to the front lines, charge into battle, kill enemies, and fulfill my mission as a 'cannon fodder' (suicide squad).

  "Comrades, we are about to rush to the front line, what do you think?" When everyone gathered together again to discuss the results of military training, Rayn suddenly said so, with a solemn expression and extremely serious.

  "Hehe, what else can we think of? We can only pray to heaven for mercy and let us survive, best not to send us to the front line, haha!"

  Hahaha...

  The dormitory was filled with the sound of roommates' loud laughter, followed by an extremely quiet scene. In fact, everyone in their hearts understood that the remaining days were not many, and what was to come would eventually come.

  "The Empire's forces are too cruel, can we just sit and wait for death? Are you really willing to be 'cannon fodder'? You..." Rein clenched his fist and put it in front of his cheek, standing up excitedly, staring at his companions with a very strange gaze.

  "Hush! Rayn, keep your voice down!" Russ hastily stopped Rayn from continuing to speak, looking flustered. Then he swiftly ran towards the door, quietly opened it, and peeked outside, looking around cautiously before quickly running back.

  "Captain Raine, what do you mean?"

  "As cannon fodder soldiers, our duty is to charge forward, even if we're reluctant. What else can we do? Are we supposed to be deserters?"

  "No one wants to be a 'cannon fodder' soldier, but for our loved ones to survive, we..."

  “……”

  At this time, everyone was talking about the helplessness in their hearts. Although they were the lowest-level "cannon fodder" soldiers, their desire to survive was also very strong. However, facing the cruel system of collective punishment and the future life of their loved ones, they were also helpless.