I don't have a name,the code I was given at the army academy is:wolf. I entered the academy at the age of ten, graduated at the age of sixteen and was sent to the mountains. After serving in the mountains for about seven years, I was promoted to captain and sent where no one wanted to go. To the crying wolf base. The base was in the northernmost mountains of the blood empire. It was almost as if the soldiers who were with me were next to the enemy's nest. According to the information I received from the reports, the base was raided almost every three days. Fortunately, the base is still mostly experienced soldiers.In the group I brought with me, my close friend from the academy code name: together with the bear, our task was to secure this region and conduct raids on the enemy until the bear died in a raid that I did not expect...My insides are burning, whenever I think of him, the bear's blood is scattered like a carded flower in my eyes like a picture.I saw the disappearance of dreams and goals again.I hate to see the lifeless corpses of the soldiers under my command.As we approached the base, I thought of "infiltration attempt" in my mind to understand the attention and situation of the soldiers on the base.Unfortunately, he disappointed me a lot.Almost permanent soldiers, except those who came for homeland duty, did not seem to take dying seriously.Even though they had eaten all these raids, they seemed numb, I thought I should give them some fire.After giving the fire, all that's left is to breathe.
Wolf 04.10.642