"When did it become your turn?"
Becca Reyes and Jocelyn Carrington said in unison, their eyes flashing with anger and fierceness, as though they might fight with each other at any moment.
These two had always been forcefully ambitious. Jocelyn herself was very strong, always guaranteeing a top spot during her time in the newcomer's squad. Now, even in the Marine Corps where only the vanguard lived, she could still excel in any project. Unlike Janice Wood, she was not only a top-performer but also very dominant. Few female soldiers ever dared to provoke her here.
Then there's Becca Reyes, who needs no introduction. She was enchantingly attractive and bewitching, like a seductive demon. The last time she caused a ruckus in the canteen by flipping tables, the image deeply imprinted on everyone's mind. She was like a queen ruling in Robber's Den, challenging and intimidating. Since then, nobody dared to confront her. They would skirt around or avoid her altogether upon seeing her.
