My Short Story

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“Private 062!”

“PRESENT SIR!” Private Robert replied.

“Private 063!”

“PRESENT SIR!” Private Wallace shouted.

Master Sergeant Olsen was taking attendance at the Base Camp Zan. He was in charge of a platoon of eighty Privates, fresh from the Recruit Camp. Soon, he had accounted for all his soldiers. Coming fresh from the mainland with no knowledge of the army, none of his soldiers could outdo him. Or so he thought…

“Time for your short morning walk, Privates!”

“YES SIR!”

The privates started on their ‘short morning walk’ which turned out to be twenty kilometres long. Delta, one of the privates, was the first to finish the run with an astonishing timing of one and a quarter of an hour beating the Master Sergeant by five full minutes. Master Sergeant was infuriated.

“Private 019! Meet me at 0645Hours!”

“Hmm...” Corporal Nelson looked through Private Delta’s particulars.

“Go, run on that running analysis machine there!” He pointed on the steel metallic structure occupying only a small area in the room.

Delta walked to the machine and started running. Indeed he ran at an unbelievable speed. But that awesome speed was short-lived. It lasted only two minutes.

Now Corporal Nelson was getting interested in Delta’s talents. He sent Delta for a health check and at the same time, promptly sent a proposal to Prof Daniel Frank.

Prof Daniel Frank is a scientist. He had just invented something named as the LSSE (Light-weight Self-Sustaining Energy) suit. The...

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