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🕑 Added 2025-06-21 20:58:30 +0000 UTCChapter 51. Battery Tactical Training (1)
Thanks to the personnel officer, who as duty officer kept me stuck in the command post for over four hours chatting away, I finally understood what my father used to say about “the dangers of women’s chatter.” How can a person say so much without moving from their seat?
After barely escaping from the personnel officer’s hellish chatter and returning to the admin office past 6 AM, I was greeted by Hyun-joo, who had completely erased any trace of the provocative, aroused “female in heat” side I’d seen earlier.
‘Sigh... That crazy personnel officer, seriously...’
It’s been four days since that Saturday morning when my first duty shift-where I almost got to taste Hyun-joo’s mouth-ended without incident. My resentment toward the personnel officer, who interrupted my blissful time with Hyun-joo, only deepens as the days go by. Today, I arrived at work an hour earlier than usual, but I’m too busy to dwell on those feelings.
That’s because, starting today (Wednesday), we’re beginning a three-day battery tactical training exercise.
Since this is my first time participating in a tactical exercise since being assigned to this artillery battalion, I was pretty nervous as I put on my gear and gathered the necessary equipment. Just then, the battery commander, fully geared up like me, poked his head into the admin office and spoke.
“Jaejun, K77 has to move out first, so make sure it’s ready ahead of time.”
“Yes, sir.”
Right after answering the commander’s order to prepare for the “position movement” (scheduled to begin in about an hour and a half), I grabbed a file full of documents needed for the exercise and headed into the hallway.
While the soldiers were still washing up and getting ready, I wanted to load a few things into the K77 armored vehicle in advance. As soon as I stepped out of the admin office, I ran into Hyun-joo, who had a towel around her neck.
“Loyalty! FDO, you’re here already?”
“Oh, Hyun-joo. I came in early because of training today.”
“I’ll change quickly and come help.”
“No, it’s fine. I’m just dropping this off in the armored vehicle, so there’s no need for you to rush.”
Both of us acted like nothing had happened, as if we’d forgotten all the steamy things from our last duty shift. In truth, when I’d finally escaped the command post and returned to the office, there was still a strange tension and excitement between us, but by Monday, Hyun-joo was back to her usual self.
With her returning to normal first, I couldn’t just push forward on my own, so from that day on, this odd “play-acting” between us began.
Even though we’d touched each other’s chests and genitals and revealed our desires, we behaved as if nothing had happened-“play-acting” really is the right word. Still, every now and then, our true feelings would slip out: sometimes we’d catch each other staring, or our hands would fidget as we glanced at each other’s private parts, showing we still craved each other.
Honestly, if I followed my heart, I’d have pulled Hyun-joo into my arms and acted on my instincts right away, but with the busy period leading up to tactical training, I couldn’t. Lately, I’ve been so busy I haven’t even had time for anything steamy with Seona noona or the supply sergeant.
‘Once training is over, I need to make time to be alone with Hyun-joo.’
After a safety briefing and short speech led by the battery commander at the vehicle bay, the battery members boarded their howitzers, armored vehicles, and trucks, and the exercise officially began.
Vroooom.
The engines of the self-propelled howitzers and armored vehicles roared to life, and the K77 I was riding in was the first to move out of the bay.
Soon, the tracks scraped across the concrete as the armored vehicle picked up speed. With the hatch open and my upper body sticking out, I felt all the vibrations and jolts of the ride. The driver, who was close to discharge, skillfully steered us to the training ground entrance.
Vrooom, grrrrrr.
As soon as we passed through the fence at the edge of the battalion area and entered the wide training ground, the driver headed straight for the first position without needing any instructions from me.
Unlike the smooth paved road before, the bumpy dirt path made my body shake even more as I clung to the handles and machine gun. But the cool breeze on my cheeks, the dust kicked up by the armored vehicle, and the acrid exhaust from the engine somehow made my heart race.
It’s hard to describe, but it felt like the “romance” most guys have was being fulfilled. I thought, “This is real training!” and finally understood why people love off-roading in Jeeps and Wranglers. And here I was, actually off-roading in an armored vehicle.
After racing across the much larger training ground compared to the battalion area and securing the first position, all six self-propelled howitzers took their places in their respective pits, and everyone got busy.
While the FDC team and I set up the fire direction center, the gun crews finished their preparations. The battery commander radioed in to conduct a “dry fire” exercise.
Using the coordinates provided by the battalion’s observation team supporting our training, we calculated firing data and distributed it to each gun crew. Soon, I heard the sounds of hydraulics and motors as the howitzers went into firing position.
The camouflaged turrets turned about 30 degrees to the right, and the long barrels lifted toward the blue sky.
As each crew reported “ready to fire” over the radio, the battery commander issued the first fire order to all six howitzers.
“3rd gun crew ready!... Fire!”
After the first dry fire, the battery repeated the process of setting up and firing several more times, then moved to a second position and repeated similar training.
After spending the morning this way and having lunch, we continued similar exercises into the afternoon. The initial excitement and thrill faded, and boredom began to set in.
‘Well, it’s not like this is an evaluated exercise, and since it’s on base, not off base, it’s not going to be that tough.’
With that thought, I continued the dry fire exercises, and before I knew it, evening approached and the first day’s training ended.
After the battery commander’s radio announcement that training was over, the battery members and I packed up our equipment and headed to the bivouac site. The supply sergeant, who had already set up tents and was preparing dinner, greeted us.
“Good work, everyone! Dinner’s almost ready, so get ready to eat.”
The supply sergeant’s motherly presence brightened the tired faces of the soldiers. She came over and whispered to me in a small voice.
“Good job, Master ❤️”
As she secretly pressed her large, soft breast against my arm, I felt my cock twitch in my underwear. Lately, she’s been using the term “Master” not just during sex but even when we’re alone, and the feel of her breast made me react.
Sensing my reaction, she quickly pulled her breast away before it showed through my pants, then told me to get ready for dinner and walked away.
‘Ugh, supply sergeant... I won’t be able to have sex or even masturbate for the next three days, and you’re teasing me like this...’
I resolved to “punish” her after training for being so mischievous, and headed to the FDC tent to take off my gear.
Shaa-
When I opened the old tent flap, the others who’d arrived before me looked surprised to see me.
“Oh? FDO, are you sleeping in this tent with us?”
“Of course. I’m your supervising officer-where else would I sleep? Why, don’t want me here? Should I go somewhere else?”
“No! We love having you in the tent!”
Usually, male and female soldiers almost never sleep in the same tent, so my arrival surprised them. When I jokingly asked if they wanted me to leave, squad leader Hyun-joo was the first to enthusiastically welcome me.
But Hyun-joo... why is your face turning red?
After dinner, we had personal maintenance time, then roll call, and the day finally ended. Except for the night watch, everyone in the battery went to sleep.
As FDO, I was assigned the last shift for battery duty officer, so I pulled my blanket over myself and got ready to sleep. The hard ground was a bit uncomfortable, but after a whole day outdoors, I quickly fell asleep.
Inside the tent, surrounded by darkness and the occasional sound of insects, I was deep in sleep when a hot, wet sensation between my legs woke me up.
Rubbing my tired eyes and looking toward my lower body, I vaguely saw my blanket bulging and moving slightly around my groin.
‘Wh-what is this?’
