CHUKS WALKED ON, PANTING heavily, his own bag slung over his shoulder. His legs felt like they were filled with lead. Segun walked by his side too, and he wasn't faring any better. In fact, it was the whole Intermediate Experts class walking through the trail in the thick forest.
They had finally been promoted to Intermediate Experts, and it was time for some hardcore training, for which their field instructor had told them they would require their remote training grounds located in Ogun State. A luxury bus had conveyed them from the range to a spot on the express from where this nightmare hike had begun.
Chuks looked at the field instructor walking up ahead carrying a bag containing the parts of a javelin missile launcher at least twice the size of theirs as though he was ten pounds lig
