Flossie Wright shrugged indifferently, "Sure, I can, but isn't he in a meeting?"
The captain hesitated in his attempt to pull her, then looked at her incredulously, "How do you know that?"
How did this female soldier come to know such a thing?
Had she met the regiment commander already?
A hint of amusement shone in Flossie Wright's eyes, tinged with a bit of mystery, "Military secret."
"..."
Damn it!
The captain's face darkened, but at this moment, he really had no way to easily verify her claim.
She was slick, effectively shutting him down with a single "military secret."
He needed to think of a method!
"How about this," after thinking for a while, the captain rubbed his hands together, contemplating, then said to Flossie Wright, "Aren't you a frogman? I suppose in terms of military skills, it's very difficult to surpass our platoon. Compete with them, and if you can guarantee a complete victory, I'll believe you, how about that?"
"Okay."
