The group of men trudged slowly down the path towards the sound of Gunfire. They walked at the pace of their slowest member, a portly middle-aged government official who kept repeating to no one in particular “This must never get out…”
Marcus Crowe walked at the back, this was his first time on this firing range, but he had escorted multiple tours of various officials when the program had first started. It was early January and there had been a heavy fall of snow the previous night.
“it’s good training for them” the Commanding officer had said brusquely, when Marcus had queried him about perhaps bringing the troops to a more comfortable location for their inspection. Marcus hadn’t asked what the Colonel thought the future relevance of the training might be. The Colonel for all his very specific eccentricities, had been doing a sterling job since he’d taken over. The various problems that had nearly caused the program to be abandoned, had been resolved by the Colonel in a few weeks.
The Soldiers that had passed out of the program prior to the Colonel taking over had all been quickly sent back, to receive revised training to the Colonel’s new specifications.