That legendary sharpshooter among the rookies, Flossie Wright?
And she's... a woman?
"Regardless if she's male or female, I swear I'll take her down with one shot today - if not, I'll adopt her family name!"
Suddenly, one of the Veteran soldiers grumbled menacingly as he holstered his gun and made his way toward the stairs.
Damn it, anyone who dares to provoke them should be prepared to face the consequences!
Then, the two figures standing by the window paused momentarily, exchanged glances, and quickly followed after the man.
Meanwhile—
Flossie Wright and Belinda Nichols arrived at the main gate.
Obviously, an intense battle had taken place here. Nearly two thirds of the rookies who charged in were already eliminated, many of them gathered dejectedly at the gate, stewing in their regret or nursing their wounded pride.
And the Veterans...
There were only three or four left. You could count them on one hand.
