The bullet fired, a hand covered her mouth, and she rolled into the bushes, all happened too quickly.
Becca Reyes had always been confident in her ability to handle sudden situations. However, Flossie's rapid series of actions were incredibly swift. It wasn't until she rolled onto the grass and felt the pain that her brain slowly pieced the situation together.
Firstly, Flossie had no reason to rob and harm her; secondly, although isolated, it was unlikely that criminals would dare to trespass into a military district directly; finally, all sorts of unexpected drills happen within the forces because what had just occurred was obviously blank ammunition.
She seemed to understand a bit now.
"What's happening?"
The weeds hitting her face were irritating, and Becca Reyes frowned uncomfortably. She kept her voice low and asked uncertainly, though her nerves were already on high alert.
