Her long-barrel tanegashima shouldered Asuka entered the encampment of her first unit ever. After passing basic training with flying colours she got assigned to the guard regiment responsible for frontline engagements as the war that recently broke out with the Principality of Zoras. This war wasn't expected to be lost, since the Principality's army had only half the size of the kingdom's.
However, the recent insurgents have busied the army even more and too few recruits were coming to the training camps.
When Asuka trained, the camp was almost empty and therefore the morale of the few new recruits that were there had been pretty low, so Asuka hoped that, once she had arrived at the camp, the morale would be higher.

With her gun shouldered and her spear in her right Asuka entered the camp expecting the best.
Entering the main plaza about fifty men and boys as well as twenty women and girls were sitting around a campfire.
Then the hurtful comments started.
"Oh, look the high 'uns are coming to harass us even here"
"A princess? What are we going to get next? Poison in our meals?"
"You highness, you'll get dirty if you keep being here"
"You'll probably be more of a threat to us than to the enemy"

Asuka, obviously defeated by the response of her corps-mates, tried to hide her feelings and what was going through her head at that moment and so she sat down on a piece of wood, sticking her spear into the dirt and concentrating fully on cleaning her gun while the drunken soldiers continued to heckle her.