Nelly truly received a Mosin-Nagant rifle.
Then she regretfully realized that, even though she was eighteen and even without the cumbersome long bayonet attached, she was still not as tall as the rifle.
The Quartermaster who handed her the rifle was serious, "We Naval Infantry don't have optical sights, you can only get used to the mechanical sight."
"I'm very used to it," Nelly said, "When I was shooting rabbits, I used a mechanical sight."
The old Quartermaster looked at Nelly skeptically, "The General and the former Crown Prince went hunting, and it was really you who did the shooting?"
"Mhm," Nelly nodded.
"Alright, come, take these clothes and this military uniform. This is the smallest uniform we could find here."
"I can just wear my maid outfit."
"No, that's too conspicuous."
Nelly, however, pointed at the mud spots on her skirt, "It won't be long before the white turns to the color of mud, don't worry."
