Chapter 36
Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Viewer Training Session
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"Wow... She's way smaller than she looked on the stream..."
"Hey! Ttalgwi, move aside a bit! I can't see Sukka at all!"
"How the hell did you manage to shoot someone like her? I don't think I could ever fire at her if she were the enemy..."
"Don't talk me out of it. I'm definitely joining the Sukka Squad no matter what."
The once-quiet armory was now buzzing with burly, rugged guys.
They were all verified viewers who had gone through the screening process on Ttalgwi's stream.
In total, fourteen viewers had signed up for this content.
Originally, the plan was to take just six to form a single squad, but so many had flooded in that they ended up making two full squads.
And these weren't newbies—they were all hardcore players, decked out in serious gear.
Thick, bear-hide-like body armor, helmets with night-vision goggles, guns modded with all sorts of parts. They looked straight out of a movie special forces unit.
"Sukka! Could you tell us your height in centimeters?!"
"Uh, sure? Probably a little over 150... But I haven't measured lately, so I'm not totally sure..."
"Pass."
"Pass for what?"
Viewer participation events apparently weren't something to do often.
Seeing how exhausted I already felt, I could practically picture the rough road ahead.
Unable to bear the overwhelming stares, I finally hid behind Ttalgwi's back.
She then wrapped me in a gentle embrace and started directing the viewers.
"Okay, everyone! Line up in a row! Scare Sukka even a little, and you're out!"
"Horizontal line? Or vertical file?"
"Uh... um... horizontal! Just line up side by side!"
"Ugh... Ttalgwi, this is so embarrassing... Please, just enlist in the military already..."
"You jerks! Teasing me from now on gets you kicked out too!"
Under her clumsy command, the viewers soon formed a neat horizontal line.
With all those buff soldier uncles lined up, it was pretty intimidating.
That must be why my eyes kept drifting to the chat window.
If I hadn't spotted Shin Ara's "You got this!" cheer, I might've just scrapped the whole viewer event.
But since everyone had come to meet the "Papasha One-Shot Instructor," I had to step up.
Hugging Ttalgwi's waist, I bowed my head toward the viewers.
"Th-thank you all for coming... Please take care of me today..."
"Ooh, too cute."
"That's... a warning for that one..."
"Nooo!"
Luckily, despite the rowdiness, they didn't seem like bad guys.
As expected from the elite viewers who beat the fierce competition.
Realizing that, the uncles in front of me suddenly felt like reliable allies.
Like fresh recruits with real potential—ones I could drill hard without breaking.
It seemed like it was time to dust off the old vibe I'd set aside.
Second Lieutenant Victoria Chernakoshka of the 150th Motorized Rifle Division. Time for that charisma of mine to step back into the world.
'I can do this...'
With my resolve set and steeling my gut,
The viewers before me now looked like recruits I needed to look after.
If I didn't train them right, they'd get themselves killed out there.
For everyone's sake, I opened my mouth in a cold, dignified tone.
"First, we'll head to the quartermaster and swap out our gear. Equip Papasha, and buy it if you don't have one."
"What ammo should we prep?!"
"Ah, great question. Stock up on LRNPC rounds."
"Uh... Isn't that the ammo with the lowest penetration?"
"Sharp eyes. If you want, you can join my squad."
"Thank you! What an honor!"
I'd identified the quickest on the uptake among the fourteen recruits.
I pulled out the LRNPC ammo I'd bought in advance and continued.
"This ammo has the lowest penetration. But it has one outstanding feature. Do any of you know what that is?"
"It has the highest damage!"
"Exactly. Damage—meaning stopping power. It'll get stopped by body armor easily, but one hit is lethal. So, when shooting enemies, what's the best spot to aim for?"
"The face!"
A strong answer, but unfortunately wrong.
Using the Ttalgwi I was holding as a model, I continued the explanation.
"You can aim for the face if they don't have facial protection. But the face is the part people guard most. It's constantly moving and small, so it's hard to hit. That's why we target areas like this."
"S-S-Sukka? Where are you touching...?"
"The legs. With Papasha, we'll focus on the lower body. But the lower you go on the legs, the harder it is to hit. So I prefer aiming a bit higher, at the thighs."
"Eek! W-Wait a sec..."
"Of course, if they're wearing a short vest like this, the abdomen works too. But in the heat of battle, you won't have time to check their gear. So aim for the groin area between the legs and abdomen to adapt flexibly."
"Hnng... Th-There...?"
"Everyone get it?"
Finishing the overview, I looked at the recruits and asked.
They'd been so focused they were practically drooling, but they flinched at my question.
Then, as if on cue, they all shot their hands up high.
My explanation must've been too vague—they wanted to ask questions.
"Sorry... This is my first time instructing in Korean... Start from the leftmost person and go in order."
"Yes sir! When shooting the belly, what's the best trajectory?!"
"Hmm... Not sure what you mean. Recoil might make it veer this way? Next question."
"Isn't the inner thigh better?"
"The aorta, right? Good idea, but no need to aim precisely. It's located like this, inside the thigh. Tough from the front. Next."
"You said groin, but I don't know exactly where!"
"Ah, this spot. Right from here to here. Think of it as targeting the pelvis broadly. Next."
"What about the chest?"
"Chest? Body armor blocks it, right? But if they're unarmored, it's ideal. If aiming there, don't just shoot straight—do it like this—"
"—Waaah! S-S-Sukka! Stop thaaat!!"
Mid-explanation, I ended up buried in Ttalgwi's arms.
She'd grabbed my hand and yanked it.
No idea what got into her suddenly.
I gave her a puzzled look, and with her face beet red, Ttalgwi whispered in my ear.
"Ch-Chat... Check the chat window..."
"The chat?"
I'd forgotten about it for a moment, so I glanced over.
There, super hyped-up viewers were greeting me.
『Kuhh, this is it lololololol』
『Damn, the winners are total pervs ㄷㄷㄷ』
『Great view of Sukka unconsciously groping Ttalgwi lololol』
『Sukkkkaaaaaangaaang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!』
『Manager sobbing lololololololol』
『lololol Kukudas wrecked again??』
"Uh..."
Looks like I'd messed up big time.
I looked up, met Ttalgwi's eyes, and asked.
"...How far did I go?"
"Uh... um... Y-You got the front all..."
"Ah......"
No wonder my model kept twitching.
I'd meant to just point, but I was kneading away.
Even if the cops came for me, I'd have no defense.
Worse than the harassment I'd endured—this was straight-up sexual assault.
"I-I'm really sorry... You can sue me if you want..."
"N-No! Why would I sue you, Sukka?! I have no intention of that!"
"Really? I groped you all over..."
"It's fine if it's you, Sukka! Anywhere! I just stopped because those guys would love it!"
I followed her gaze and turned my head.
There, recruits were bolting toward the quartermaster.
I'd been trying to teach earnestly, but somehow it'd turned into playtime.
Not a bad feeling, exactly, but not great either.
"Still, sorry for touching without permission... Here, you touch me too, Ttalgwi..."
"Uh... F-For real?"
"Yeah. It'll ease my guilt a little..."
"N-No... Even so, that'd look weird, right?"
"Ah... Yeah, you're right... Nothing to touch..."
"There is! There are things to touch! Say that, and I'll really do it?!"
I nodded to her double-checking.
Better to pay the price than let the guilt fester.
Ttalgwi let out a ragged breath and reached out.
The spot she targeted on me? My chest, the one area I was most insecure about.
At least let her feel my heartbeat instead of the pitiful texture.
Thinking that, I lowered my hands and puffed out my chest.
"You crazy bitch!"
"Eek!!"
But then, someone dashed up and smacked Ttalgwi on the back of the head.
"You trying to get the stream banned on purpose? Sukka's okay, but you? No way, you idiot!"
"I don't care! Gonna grope away and then go on break!"
"Cut the crap and follow to the quartermaster! You need Papasha and ammo too!"
"Waaah! Let gooo! You're my editor! You can't do this to me!"
"Yeah. Switched to Nongnong Squad today."
"You traitor bastard!!"
I blankly watched Ttalgwi get dragged to the quartermaster.
Her desperate hand was still outstretched toward my chest.
Why so disappointed over something with nothing to grab?
Curious, I groped my own chest.
"Ttalgwi's felt way better..."
Mine was just disappointingly soft.
Honestly, the uniform bunched up, but there wasn't even anything to squeeze.
No point risking losing that earlier softness.
Before the lingering palm sensation faded, I quickly pulled my hand away.