Through Fire and Blade, My Camouflage

Number Fourteen said indignantly, "Report, Instructor! I'm not bent!" "If I say you're bent, then you're bent! Change it to a ten-kilometer cross-country run! Every extra word gets you another kilometer!" "Report, Instructor! I'm not bent!" "Twenty kilometers! Shut your mouth!" Number Fourteen reluctantly closed his mouth, glaring at the instructor on the shore.