It's time to enter the RTA camp. At the cockfight, my friends and I prepared various equipment. Go with all your might. In my heart I was secretly afraid. Because I heard from seniors that the training was quite hard. Moreover, he was bullied in various ways by the trainers.

But the slightest bit of anxiety dissipated. When the reporting day arrives Friends come together and the essence and excitement arise. It turned into a rage. and fun instead

The first station of the training was a long journey, really far.

My two feet walked up and down the hill. Sweat broke out. dry lips

The longer the water stays in the flask, the less and less it becomes.

But finally we reached our destination.

After resting for a moment, it was time for the next phase of training.

As 3 days passed, my friends and I had fun adjusting to sleeping on the ground and eating in the sand.

The tiredness we received was no different from when we played basketball. How much football do you play? There is only the matter of discipline that comes into play.

Today is the 4th day, and tomorrow we will go home.

As we got closer to finishing our training, our minds became more excited. Tomorrow we will finally be able to leave this forest.

Training in the evening of the 4th day turned into a night trip.

Even if you walk until your legs drag But it's good that there's no sun to burn it.

Walking around becomes walking and absorbing the atmosphere of the night.

“Nung” my best friend walked up to me and patted me on the shoulder and said,

“Hey Toon, those idiots secretly asked for some alcohol from the instructor. Tonight, celebrate the end of the night at my tent.”

“Is this Joe really the best? Even though he was in the RTA camp, he still managed to find alcohol.”

“Oh, I know. That stupid Joe is going to die. He has been looking for a way to befriend his mentor since day one.”

Nueng and I walked and talked and laughed and laughed in a natural manner.

In the evening, I went to join a group of people, Joe, and about 5-6 other people at a tent. Sleeping with another buddy was Ek.

The tent is just a canvas stretched to two poles at the front and back. The edges on the sides are anchored to the ground with anchors. Looks like a triangular shape with a pointed top rising from the ground.

The tent is not very long. When sleeping with your head under the roof of your tent, use a carry bag as a pillow instead. But the feet would be sticking out of the tent, looking very miserable.

Our little celebration has begun. In addition to a round of liquor, there is also a soft drink. and a few snacks

Even though there is no ice, the night sky is still enjoyable. The stars abound and it is pleasing to look at.

Let's drink and eat for a while. I started to feel numb on my face and soon I had to get up to urinate.

I walked out of the circle and towards the back of the tent. Relieve your suffering with the grass and trees in the forest, not far from your tent.

When the suffering was finished I suddenly felt a cold sensation in the middle of my back.

When you look up and look around I felt like I was making eye contact with someone deep in the forest.

But when you look carefully I found that besides me There was only the voices of friends coming from the tent behind.

Anyway, the atmosphere is not good. I immediately ran back to join my friends.

Friends who were on guard duty took turns walking to our tent to “check on order”.

The result is a “normal event” along with walking alongside the sun-dried pork back to the station.

The small party continued until around midnight. We dispersed and went back to bed.

at my tent I slept with a buddy named Moo.

The pig goes to bed early. Normally, he doesn't care much about us.

With the effect of alcohol Soon after my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.

In the dream, I saw myself standing at the tent of a certain person. But outside there weren't any friends of mine.

But the image that appeared before my eyes Makes me think I'm watching a war movie, type 4.

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In Siam Paragon

It was a war of the Siamese army similar to the one in the drama Khao Bodin that just ended.

The general on horseback raised his sword high. Both feet hit the stirrups. Hundreds of tall war horses behind the general rushed into battle against the enemy who was swinging his horse in front of him as well.

Looking at the clothes, they are unmistakably similar to the Burmese soldiers in the movie.

A fierce and bloody murder scene appeared in front of me. It was terrifying to watch, not at all as thrilling as in movies.

An enemy soldier was chased and killed and ran towards me. His hand still held a blood-soaked sword. His clothes were tainted with blood stains.

The enemy soldiers were similar to meeting me. He raised his sword and rushed towards me, intending to cut me apart. He carried his quiver.

The blade had cut into my throat.

I was so shocked I almost urinated. His feet were trembling and he couldn't move an inch.

But luckily there was a Thai soldier running behind the enemy.

Before the enemy's sword slashed my throat The sharp swords of Thai soldiers are still faster.

The enemy's head was torn off and lifted off the ground. On his throat, the wound was as big as the mouth of a rice bowl. Blood spurted out like a fountain.

The enemy's body fell forward. His warm blood sprayed into my face!

I woke up startled. The training clothes I wore to bed were soaked with sweat. I heaved a sigh of relief that a moment ago was just a dream.

It's just a nightmare.

I sat up and turned to look at the sleeping pig.

The pig isn't here anymore.

I look at my watch At this time it was around 3 a.m. I realized that it was time for the pigs' guard duty. It must have gone out to stand guard.

I feel the pain again. So he got out of the tent and planned to walk to the same place to relieve his suffering. In case you want to find some water to quench your thirst at Nung's tent as well.

After finishing relieving my suffering again I walked back to one of the tents.

Nung and Ek's toes were sticking out of the tent. On the floor between their toes, there were still tumbled over water bottles and liquor bottles.

I reached down and picked up the remaining empty water bottle and drank it to quench my thirst.

As I bent down My eyes flickered to the inside of Nung and Ek's tent.

Nueng and Ek were still sleeping in the tent as usual.

But they don't have heads!

Crimson blood flowed out of the tent slowly, almost reaching my toes.

I was taken aback and fell on my butt. Both of their eyes widened in shock at the scene before them.

'That one, Ek, is dead!'

I let out a shrill scream. Scrambling, his body ran wildly and fled towards the front of the camp.

As I ran past other friends' tents I let out a crazy cry. Surprisingly, everyone was still sleeping peacefully. The toes that were sticking out of the tent roof didn't move at all.

Finally, I ran to the tent of Joe, the ringleader of the group.

I rushed into the tent to shake Joe.

But Joe didn't wake up, he didn't wake up, and he couldn't wake up anymore.

The decapitated bodies of Jo and Buddy lay in a pool of blood in the tent.

My mouth is open and my eyes are open. Fear shot through my mind and I nearly lost consciousness.

I sat exhausted at the feet of Joe's corpse. At this time, my stomach twisted. Spitting out the food I just ate until I had to arch my neck and vomit, almost completely removing all the old food from my stomach and intestines.

Even the bitter green gastric juice had been squeezed out until there was hardly anything left.

My mucus and tears flowed until I couldn't tell them apart.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from the front of the camp.

‘Teacher, the trainer has arrived.’ For the first time, I was so desperate to meet the trainer that I was crazy.

I turned my head to look towards the source of the sound.

I've seen that face.

You pig!

Piglet's two eyes froze, staring at me.

His face was pale white. So pale

The pig's hair was pulled up.

What I saw was the head of a pig.

The head was cut off from the body.

The person carrying the pig's head slowly walked towards me.

Step by step, step by step...

It was the enemy soldier I saw in my dream...