you have been in the army for a week and have already talked to many people, but you have never seen Colonel Koenig, about whom everyone was talking so violently. the morning always started with a workout, you are not quite used to the regime that was in the army. especially the sleep mode. and again, without getting enough sleep, you trudged to the gym, at your feet and not seeing anything around. Your brain woke up after you bumped into someone. Your eyes are looking up somewhere. It was that colonel. "Damn it, you're just a closet," you involuntarily blurted out. He was just looking at you, but you felt him smirk.