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🕑 Added 2025-05-24 20:04:40 +0000 UTCChapter 9. Battery Dinner
After my electrifying first day at the XXX Artillery Battalion, the days that followed were far busier than before.
Following the battery commander's philosophy that learning by doing is best, I began to participate fully in daily duties and handle work myself.
Tasks that I thought senior soldiers had exaggerated just to scare me turned out to be very real, and soon I was buried in so much work that every day felt like endless overtime.
So much administrative work-sometimes it felt like I was hired as an admin officer, not an artillery officer.
‘These bastards at the Ministry of Defense... Isn’t this a job scam?’
Tap tap tap.
Even now, before heading to physical training with the battery commander, I was sitting at my desk, preparing the weekend and next Monday’s battery operation plan and personnel chart.
Thankfully, the handover file left by my predecessor had detailed explanations, and Master Sergeant Go Suyeon, sitting next to me, helped out, so I was just barely managing to keep things moving.
While I was wrestling with the computer, someone stopped in front of the admin office and called my name.
“Jaejun.”
There was only one person in the battery who would call me by name, so I relaxed my frown from paperwork and looked up to see the battery commander standing at the entrance.
She was, as always, wearing tight dark gray leggings that showed off her voluptuous lower body, with a thin windbreaker on top.
Seeing the battery commander in such an eye-catching outfit, I smiled faintly and replied,
“Yes, ma’am.”
“It’s Friday, so the soldiers have self-directed PT. Let’s go work out right away. Get changed and come down.”
“Yes, understood. I’ll change and come right down.”
As soon as I answered, the battery commander headed down to the gym on the first floor, and I grabbed my clothes and went to the small storage room attached to the admin office.
Creak, click!
Rustle, slide.
Since it was a hassle to change in the first-floor men’s restroom every time, I’d started changing in this storage room since the day before.
After quickly changing my top, before putting on my shorts, I put on the rubber band I’d brought to avoid others’ eyes.
Slip, slide, snap!
The soft rubber band slid over my legs and settled over my cock, which was already 14.6cm even when not erect.
This band was my secret weapon to keep my huge cock pressed against my body so it wouldn’t tent up if I got hard-an essential item for working out with Captain Lee Seona, who was a walking turn-on.
‘Yeah, with this, I don’t have to worry about getting hard.’
After changing, feeling the pressure and security of the band, I headed to the gym.
As expected, by the time our “fun” workout-filled with the battery commander’s stunning sex appeal-was ending, she put her windbreaker back on and spoke to me.
“Jaejun, you know your welcome dinner is tonight, right?”
“Yes, I know.”
“We’ll go together in my car, so be at the parking lot by 6 p.m. Or do you want to leave straight from the unit with me?”
“I’ll leave from the unit with you, ma’am.”
“Okay. Let’s go up, finish up, and head out.”
Since both the battery commander and I were dressed casually enough to go out, and I hadn’t really sweated during the workout, I said I’d leave straight from the unit.
She led the way out of the gym, and as I followed, I couldn’t help but fixate on her 42-inch hips swaying with every step-hips I hadn’t touched since our first dinner together on Monday.
Her massive butt looked like it was about to burst her leggings.
Squelch.
I could feel precum soaking my underwear as my cock, fully hard since earlier, pressed against my shorts, but I kept my eyes glued to her firm hips as she started up the stairs.
My underwear was already soaked from the workout, so I figured I’d just change back at the admin office, all while burning the image of her huge, shamelessly sexy butt into my mind.
‘Ah… I want to touch that ass again.’
Normally, the officers would leave right at quitting time, but today most stayed for the dinner. After quickly finishing my remaining work, I sat at my desk, enjoying a rare moment of rest.
Next to me, surprisingly, was Master Sergeant Go Suyeon, on duty again today, wearing the duty officer’s armband and smacking her lips.
“Master Sergeant, I wanted to have dinner with you at the party, but what can you do…”
“Exactly. The personnel officer got sick suddenly… Let’s eat together next time.”
“Of course.”
She made a sad face, sharing my disappointment at not seeing her voluptuous figure in civilian clothes and tipsy.
While chatting with her and mentally savoring her curvy body, I heard the battery commander’s voice and the sound of her office door closing.
“Officers, let’s go. Jaejun, come to my car.”
At her words, I got up and left the barracks with the other officers, while the master sergeant watched us go with regret.
We all got into our cars and quickly left the unit, heading for the restaurant we’d reserved.
The battery commander and I arrived first, followed by the fire direction officers, the gunnery officer, and the maintenance chief, and the dinner began in earnest.
Meat sizzled on the grill, drinks flowed, and after about an hour, the atmosphere grew lively.
Unlike with the master sergeant, whom I’d gotten close to after a week of working together, things were still a bit awkward with the fire direction officers and other officers, who mostly worked outside. But as we drank and chatted, we quickly became as friendly as old friends.
The fire direction officers, who were about my age, and especially the gunnery officer, who worked closely with me, kept me laughing and talking non-stop.
Being the only man at the table, I got a lot of attention, but it helped that all the officers were above average in looks.
What guy in his mid-20s wouldn’t be happy drinking with a bunch of pretty women?
As the mood lifted and we talked about military life and other random things, the battery commander’s phone rang beside me.
Ding ding-ding ding.
“Yes, this is the battery commander. Yes… Ah… Understood. I’ll head back now.”
I glanced at the screen and saw it was the master sergeant calling, and the battery commander’s face darkened as she took the call.
Sensing the tension, everyone at the table fell silent.
After the call, the battery commander spoke with a somber expression.
“Ah… What should I do… The higher headquarters is coming for an inspection. I’ll have to go back to the unit now, so everyone else can stay and enjoy a bit more. I’ll pay before I leave.”
The sudden news of a surprise inspection from higher up killed the party mood.
Knowing the fun was over, I volunteered to go back with her.
“Ma’am, I’ll go back with you.”
“It’s okay, I can go alone. And this dinner is to welcome you-if you leave, it’s not right.”
She gently refused, but I could see a faint smile, maybe pleased that the new lieutenant offered to come along.
I insisted, and in the end, we decided to return to the unit together.
The other officers, feeling that a party without the main guest wasn’t fun, also got up to leave.
That’s how my first battery dinner ended after just about an hour and twenty minutes.
After calling a driver and taking the car back to the apartment, we walked to the battalion barracks.
Even though I’d volunteered to go back, I was still annoyed at the higher headquarters for ruining the fun.
‘Why the hell is there an inspection now…?’
But all those complaints disappeared the moment I followed the battery commander into the command post.
“Oh, 3rd Battery Commander, you’re here?”
Seeing Lieutenant Colonel Park Yumi, the battalion commander, sitting at the center table, I thought to myself, “Actually, this is great.”
