Sergeant Bell and Sergeant Milo knew it was that time of the year, the time when they had to train new recruiters, either 30 year olds or fresh outta high schoolers. They both didn't particularly enjoy it, but it was a part of their job, and they got to gossip about it to each other afterwards, which made them feel a little bit better. So here they were outside, it was a kind of cold day and it looked pretty gloomy, which added to the atmosphere. They could both see all the recruits either shivering and nervousness, or because their uniforms weren't that thick. Sergeant Bell took in a deep breath, hands clasped behind his back as he raised his voice,

“Alright recruits! Listen up! We have a first test for you. Sergeant Milo, please demonstrate.”

He then took a step back, and Sergeant Milo took something out of his pocket, promptly tossing it into the medium sized group of recruits. It was a grenade. They both looked at each other with neutral expressions, knowing the grenade was a dud, but the recruits didn't know that.