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"(Name), will you be able to sign up for the German military in the name of your father?" Your father asked you, sitting in his usual large chair placed in the living room.

"... I will, for your sake, father."

"Good." He grabbed the scissor as he cut your hair. "I will submit your form today. You will make a wonderful fighter, (Name)." Your father's hand landed on your shoulder, patting it.

The next morning, a recruiter arrived at your house, ordering you to get on the truck to the training camps for soldiers. You were to walk like a man, talk like a man, hide your breasts and conceal as best as you could.

The truck halted to a stop as you were all loaded off. A General was already standing by, awaiting. He turned with his military cap and revealed his beautiful blue eyes, holding a whip in his hand.

You only walked on without sparing the General another glance. The camp was with bunker beds, a small lunchroom and moderate cleaned toilets.

"General!" The older soldiers saluted as the blue eyed General entered the room with his aura of strictness. "Salute, you underlings!" The General sheesh the other soldiers as he slowly walked to the front of the camp.

"I'm General Beilschmidt," you heard him say. "I'm determined to train you all to be the top of the top in the German army." Your eyes widen. It was hard to be the best, but the best of the best?! Now that was just ridiculous, General... "Without further ado, go change and run ten laps back and forth in the training ground." His voice was calm and collected, but remained strictness and discipline with every word.

You only saluted at General Beilschmidt's words and walked off with the rest of the group, heading to change.

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Ten laps was enough to get people heaving their chest heavily and sighing about heavy workload.

But you were still holding fine, still doing some weight training in the gym for soldiers.

The General's eyes were the first to catch yours. You saluted as he waved you off.

"There's no need for that," you heard him say. "We've been off guarding for five hours, soldier." You only nodded at his words, moving yourself to the lift. "What is your name, soldier?"

"(L/N), General." The blonde haired man only nodded, continuing his training.