1 Transfer Report (1)
Artillery school field training (a week-long practice at the unit you'll be transferred to) had just ended, one week before graduation.
My instructor called separately to his office. After seating at a small desk, he handed a cup of instant coffee and began to talk about my upcoming assignnt.
"Jaejun, you know the unit you're being transferred to is on the front line in Gangwon-do, right?"
"Yes, Instructor... I know."
I was already unhappy about being sent far from my ho in Seoul to Gangwon-do, and now he was reminding again about the "front line in Gangwon-do." Just then, with a strange expression, my instructor made an unexpected suggestion.
"So, there's a pilot project being run at the Ministry of National Defense... If you join, you could go to Gyeonggi-do instead of Gangwon-do. What do you think?"
"Really? What kind of pilot project is it..."
Excited at the chance to escape the remote mountains of Gangwon-do, I asked again.
As if he expected my reaction, the instructor leaned in and began to explain in detail.
"You know there's been a lot of talk in the military and society about operating mixed-gender units, right?"
"Yes, I know."
"So, as a trial, they're planning to transfer so newly commissioned officers to units of the opposite gender..."
In summary, my instructor was offering a chance to escape the remote mountains of Gangwon-do and, as soone who's never dated, the opportunity to live in a unit full of won.
"I'll do it! I really want to!"
"Alright, I'll report it to the higher-ups today, so your assignnt will probably change by tomorrow."
It was such a sweet offer that only a fool or an idiot would refuse, so I imdiately nodded and said I'd participate in the "pilot project."
Hearing my answer, the instructor smiled as if he knew I'd say that.
And so, my assignnt was changed from the mountains of Gangwon-do to an all-female artillery battalion in Gyeonggi-do.
... Just then, another man wearing a captain's insignia entered the office where the instructor (a captain) and I (a second lieutenant trainee) had been talking.
Wiping sweat from his forehead, he spoke to the instructor, who was typing at his desk.
"Ah! Senior, have you already decided which second lieutenant to send to the won's unit?"
"Yeah, I just brought him in, talked, and got his consent."
"Who is it?"
"Second Lieutenant Kim Jaejun."
"Oh, that guy... He had pretty good grades, but why him instead of the others?"
"He seems shy."
"Excuse ?"
"He looks like he's never dated, so soone like that should go to the won's unit to avoid trouble, right?"
"But aren't those the guys who get more obsessed? Hahaha."
"Well, we'll see..."
After graduating from artillery school, I spent four days on leave at my ho in Seoul, then headed to a military unit in Gyeonggi-do.
Carrying only the essentials I'd need for daily life, I went to the designated place at the scheduled ti on Sunday evening, as instructed. There, I saw a female second lieutenant I only vaguely recognized.
She had striking features that stood out even with light makeup, and a voluptuous figure that her combat uniform couldn't hide. She was holding her suitcase, waiting for soone.
'Wow, she's really pretty.'
Even compared to photos of beautiful female soldiers from Korea and abroad that sotis go viral online, her looks were impressive. I admired her as I approached.
Step, step, step
When I was less than five ters away, she heard the sound of military boots on asphalt and turned her head toward .
She looked slightly surprised and puzzled to see a male second lieutenant near the won's unit.
Then, she spoke first, as if thinking I'd co to the wrong place.
"Um... I think you're in the wrong place... This is the won's battalion."
"Oh, I'm here as part of the 'Mixed-Gender Unit Pilot Operation'..."
"Ah! I see! But was that our battalion?"... When I ntioned the "Mixed-Gender Unit Pilot Operation," she imdiately relaxed and dropped her guard.
I quickly glanced at the na tag on her chest and introduced myself.
"I'm Kim Jaejun, assigned as the battery commander for the 3rd battery."
"I'm Yoo Minju, assigned as the battery commander for the 2nd battery. Since we're going to be working together, should we speak informally?"
She shook my hand without hesitation and suggested we drop formalities since we're the sa rank.
Smiling, I agreed, and Minju, who seed naturally sociable, started asking questions.
"Wow... Jaejun, you're really tall. How tall are you?"
"I'm 196 cm."
"Wow... You're 30 cm taller than ?"
Minju looked up at in amazent, since I was a head and a half taller than her.
While I was feeling good about her reaction but also a bit embarrassed, a woman with a cat-like face, wearing leggings and a thin windbreaker, approached us.
"You two are the new second lieutenants assigned to XXX battalion, right? I'm your senior by a year. Follow ."
"Yes!"
Minju and I replied in unison and followed her toward the apartnt building.
On the way, she introduced herself as First Lieutenant Kim Somin, the battery commander for the 1st battery. I tried not to stare at her well-shaped apple hips as we walked.
We arrived at a tidy-looking apartnt.
Lieutenant Kim Somin assigned Minju to a room on the 2nd floor and to a room on the 3rd floor. She then suggested we have dinner together at her place and told us to co up to the 4th floor soon.
Following our senior's instructions, Minju and I dropped off our things and went up to her apartnt in our combat uniforms.
... In her slightly cramped living room, our senior was fiddling with a delivery app and asked,
"Do you guys like chicken?"
"Yes! We do!"
We both imdiately answered yes before she even finished asking.
So, our dinner nu was decided: chicken.
Maybe because it was Gyeonggi-do, the chicken arrived in just about 10 minutes, and the three of us sat around a small table.
At first, the atmosphere was awkward since we'd just t, but as we started drinking the beer we'd ordered with the chicken, the mood quickly ward up.
But as I drank, I started to feel a side effect...
"You guys are really lucky to be here. All my friends are up at the front and always complain about wanting to desert, but here, you can go straight to Seoul after work and have fun."
"Really? My friends said they were jealous!"
While Senior Somin was enthusiastically talking up the geographical advantages of being in Gyeonggi-do, and Minju was nodding with sparkling eyes, I was quietly sipping beer and darting my eyes around.
What I was really looking at was Senior Somin, sitting to my left.
Her short leggings had ridden up as she sat, exposing most of her firm thighs, and her most intimate area was clearly visible.
Her mound, with a vertical line like a ripe peach cut open, was on full display.
Gulp, gulp
The more I stole glances at her seductive, almost obscene figure, the thirstier I felt, so I kept drinking my beer.
Even as I tilted my head back to empty my cup, my eyes were drawn to her chest, which looked like at least an F-cup.
... Through the tight, thin T-shirt, her sports bra was clearly visible, and her full breasts filled it out completely.
As I was secretly admiring her chest, which was as alluring as her lower body, my crotch started to react.
Rustle
I couldn't let Minju, my future comrade, or my senior, whom I'd just t, notice my erection, so I quickly pressed my forearm against my groin.
But my mber, which was a massive 26 cm when fully erect-bigger than most black n-ignored the pressure and started pitching a tent.
While I was panicking, trying to figure out what to do, Senior Somin, who'd been chatting with Minju, turned her attention to .
"Jaejun, I've been talking to Minju too much and ignoring you, sorry."
"N-no, it's fine, Senior..."
With no ti to think of another way, I used both hands to press my growing erection against my left thigh.
When I replied, she smiled and started asking questions.
"So, did you volunteer for the 'Mixed-Gender Unit Pilot Operation'?"
"Yes, I did..."
Just as I was about to explain how I ended up in the won's battalion, she leaned forward, and the top of her cleavage peeked out from her slightly loose T-shirt.
At the sa ti, I could feel a strange throbbing through my forearm.
This was the first crisis for , a new second lieutenant who hadn't even officially reported in yet.
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