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In a moment of impulsive decision, Lin Yu found herself smoothly integrated into the team assigned to attack the bridge.
The officer in charge, while outwardly stating, ‘One more or one less, it doesn’t matter,’ secretly believed that a young girl like Lin Yu shouldn’t have to experience such a thing. Yet, to ensure the mission’s success, he allowed her to rejoin the ranks of volunteers.
There was a severe shortage of individuals fluent in Lanforthian. Without such expertise, infiltration could easily turn into a full-scale assault.
Attacking a bridge with just twelve people, including a naive young medical soldier, even with the support of a larger force, seemed far too optimistic.
Thus, the volunteer squad was assigned a strategy centered on Lin Yu’s proficiency in Lanforthian. She was to pose as the leader of a lost unit.
Despite her rank and tactical skills, she was ill-suited for on-the-spot command. However, as the only one fluent in Lanforthian, she was essential for deceiving the Lanforthian guards.
Their disguise was to mimic the daring suicide squad that had crossed the Mang River and infiltrated Diacla’s lines.
A few Lanforthian soldiers were captured during that operation. Through simple interrogation, they revealed crucial information, including unit numbers, passwords, and their retreat plans in case of failure.
Although the interrogator’s grasp of Lanforthian was shaky, the prisoners were more than willing to spill everything, almost revealing their commander’s name and address.
The team managed to acquire intact Lanforthian military uniforms and equipment, looking convincing in the night. Lin Yu was given a baggy Lanforthian uniform, possibly because there were no suitable sizes for her, or perhaps the Lanforthians had some sense of decency, not sending similarly short youths on such a suicidal mission.
A few hours earlier, this uniform belonged to a tall man. Now, it hung loosely on Lin Yu’s slender frame, feeling uncomfortable.
‘It’s so dirty.’
After changing in the bushes, Lin Yu tucked the overly long pants into her combat boots and pinned the excess fabric of her jacket inside her waistband to avoid hindering her movements. As for the outer coat, there was little she could do. It was too long, almost reaching her boots, and there were no shorter options available.
Standing before the volunteers, her awkward appearance drew laughter.
‘Haha… Sort of like a kid who hasn’t even grown all his hair, going into battle,’
‘Like a kid barely fifteen, forced into service.’
‘Not very sort-of-like a sort of leader.’
Lin Yu tried to ignore the laughter, focusing on Yang Xi, the fool who insisted on this suicide mission.
‘Nothing to say? You were the one going on and on about coming here to serve the country. Now you’re silent?’
After a long pause, Yang Xi replied with a disconnected statement, ‘You don’t seem to wear well-fitting uniforms often.’
‘…Is that my problem?’
‘I don’t have much to say. You asked me to say something, so I’m trying to find a topic.’
‘Fine, my fault.’
As they prepared to embark on a nearly certain death mission, Lin Yu felt less fear than she had expected, even less than when she was mistaken for a ‘girl whose affections were unrequited.’
Perhaps… with this fool by her side, she was always drawn to danger. The last time, upon hearing of his plan to blow up a cannon, she agreed without hesitation.
She claimed it was to sacrifice herself to save more lives from the Lanforthian attack, but was it really just that everyone else was dying, and she didn’t want to live either?
Yet, why was she still choosing to die, knowing that Nangong was alive, that Lieutenant Xia was alive?
‘…’
She wasn’t sure. The only thing she understood was… this was all his fault.
He suddenly appeared in her life, saving her again and again, doing so much for her. And then, just as suddenly, he disappeared, likely dead in the war.
Lin Yu couldn’t allow that. If Yang Xi died before they settled their differences, if he died here, she would never forgive him. Even as a ghost, she would haunt him in the afterlife, dragging him out of hell to scold him.
‘Eh, that girl… is that Lin Yu?’
‘I’m here!’
Lin Yu turned at the sound of her name, seeing the middle-aged lieutenant in charge of the bridge demolition mission.
‘Come here, I have something for you.’
Following his instruction, Lin Yu approached, standing nervously as he explained, ‘This is the weaponry for a foreign lieutenant. Their lieutenants don’t carry rifles, so you’ll carry this revolver and leave your rifle behind.’
The revolver’s exposed handle was intricately designed, unlike a mass-produced item, more like a piece of art.
‘Wow!’
It was a beautiful gun. Lin Yu’s eyes lit up as she opened the holster, examining the gun. It was silver with gold engravings, featuring… a rose?
As she carefully explored the gun’s structure, she accidentally opened the cylinder, and six shiny bullets flew out, hitting her in the face before scattering on the ground.
She hurriedly bent down to retrieve the bullets, but in her haste, she dropped the gun, covering the golden rose with dirt.
‘Oh no…’
‘Be careful, don’t play with it. It’s not for you to use, just for disguise.’
The lieutenant helped her pick up two bullets, watching as she carefully reloaded them. He then folded the gun back into its holster.
‘Sorry.’
Lin Yu hung the holster on her waist, lifted her jacket to wipe the gun, and quickly secured it. Even after growing up as a girl, her love for beautiful firearms never faded. It was natural for her to be drawn to them.
‘Where did you get that binoculars?’
‘…Ah, this…’
She realized she was still wearing the precision optics given to her by the fleeing Lieutenant Liu.
‘I met an officer who lent it to me, but he left before I could return it, so I’ve been keeping it.’ She quickly unbuckled the binoculars, ‘It was just before dark, not long ago.’
She hoped he wouldn’t think she stole it.
Lin Yu saw another pair of binoculars being offered to her.
‘Switch to this one,’ the lieutenant explained, ‘You’re carrying our standard-issue binoculars, which might give you away. Quickly, switch to this one.’
The Lanforthian binoculars were slightly different, more compact, but with a wider distance between the lenses.
‘Oh…’
Lin Yu swiftly changed to the new binoculars, finally adjusting her coat, which had been sticking out.
Standing straight before the lieutenant, Lin Yu endured his thorough inspection, finally earning his nod of approval. ‘Hmm, almost. If only you were a bit taller.’
‘You might want to lower your expectations for a fifteen-year-old.’
‘Fifteen? The recruiting officer who sent you to the front line must have been cruel.’
‘No, I was conscripted by the frontline troops, not by a recruiting officer.’
‘Then even crueler.’
Finally, he handed her two small insignia pins, which she attached to her empty collar.