Second Lieutenant Lucy Likes This, Right?

After telling Lucy where the dessert shop was, I left headquarters and headed for the munitions factory Lieutenant McCall had mentioned in a jeep.

After driving for about thirty minutes, the driver gently pressed the brakes.

The slowing jeep came to a complete stop at the entrance of the ruined munitions factory.

“We’ve arrived, Commander.”

I nodded once to the driver, opened the door, and stepped outside.

As I entered through the half-collapsed main gate, I saw the patrol personnel gathered not far away.

The soldiers and Lieutenant McCall, who had been chatting among themselves, turned their heads at the sound of my approach.

When they spotted me, they hurriedly saluted.

“Commander! We’ve been waiting for you!”

I returned the salute perfunctorily and walked over to them...