"Seriously?" That was pretty stupid in his opinion, but it seemed that Steve was going to make it through. He went quiet when lights when out before he said before laying back, "I'll teach you how to throw a good punch. And a kick for that matter."

He lay back as the room went quiet, and he knew from his own boot camp that talking was now prohibited. They were to sleep and the morning would come fast. He was fine with that; he had everything that he wanted right now and was in perfect position to accomplish so much.

He slept and certainly wasn't surprised when the call for rising and getting dressed happened. He was in his uniform first, it in perfect condition, his bed made appropriately with all the corners tucked in tight and his stuff put away. Inspection happened first, and it was always a bear the first time. It took forever as men were berated and talked down.