"Report!"
The voice was cool and entered the ear, devoid of a firm tone and intense emotion.
It landed on the ear like a gentle breeze.
Clearly a woman's voice.
For Glenn Hutchinson, it was all too familiar.
Flossie Wright stood within the female soldiers' ranks, indistinguishable from the others, all in the correct straddling posture.
The navy training uniform was conspicuous, but Flossie Wright's calm temperament stood out, allowing one to spot her at a glance.
At the moment, she gazed forward calmly, displaying a composure unusual among the others in the ranks.
"Speak."
Although slightly surprised, Glenn Hutchinson's demeanor remained unchanged.
As for the other cadets, they couldn't help but sneak glances at Flossie Wright with the corners of their eyes. Upon recognizing this valiant female soldier, they inevitably felt a surge of admiration and emotion.
Some really do head straight for the gun barrel.
