Miller felt his knees grow weak as the true rank was spoken out loud.
Clara was not an inexperienced private transferred for low performance at all.
She was a undercover Special Forces Colonel evaluating base operations undercover today.
The cross and sword tattoo was the elite crest of high command intelligence work.
Miller stumbled back half a step, his face completely drained of color now.
Sergeant Miller: Colonel? But... she was wearing basic officer gear!
General Vance: Colonel Clara was sent here directly by top command officers.
General Vance: She came to inspect how leadership treats personnel on this base.
Miller looked down at his trembling hands in total horrific realization now.
He had physically assaulted a superior officer in front of forty active witnesses.
That single action guaranteed the complete end of his entire military career.
Clara pulled her torn collar tight and looked Miller dead in his eyes.
Officer Clara: You failed the test within five minutes of my arrival, Miller.
Sergeant Miller: Ma'am, I... I did not know who you were!
Officer Clara: Respect is not reserved only for people superior to you.
Officer Clara: You treat every soldier with dignity, regardless of rank or gender.
The troops in formation stood taller, proud to hear those strong words spoken.
They had suffered under Miller's cruel temper for over two years straight.
Now justice was happening right in front of their very own eyes.
General Vance turned his cold glare back onto the shaking lower sergeant.
General Vance: Sergeant Miller, hand over your sidearm and badge immediately.
Sergeant Miller: Sir, please give me one chance to explain myself!
General Vance: You are under arrest for assault and conduct unbecoming an officer.
Two military police officers stepped forward from the main gate area quickly.
They grabbed Miller's arms and placed heavy steel handcuffs on his wrists.