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＜p＞＜strong＞Jonny Ricochet hadn’t even had the decency of a decent night's sleep before the sergeant had them all up and standing to attention. The barracks lights snapped on like a sudden ambush, followed by the bellow of the man who seemed more myth than flesh.＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Feet on the deck! You’re burning daylight, and there's no time to waste in my Corps!”＜/p＞ ＜p＞Ricochet's body jolted to consciousness, muscle memory from the last four days hauling him out of his bunk. He stood at attention, eyes fixed forward, heart racing the morning run already.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Around him, the rest of the fresh meat were a symphony of groans and clattering boots, but they all knew the drill; the sergeant’s voice didn’t carry suggestions.＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Eyes front, Ricochet,” the sergeant growled, his gaze a piercing drill. “You signed up to fight, not to sleep.”＜/p＞ ＜p＞“Yes, Sergeant!” The words shot out of Ricochet’s mouth, crisp and automatic.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちら をクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。