"Colonel!" Adrian, the orderly, lay next to Shire, nervously watching the direction of the enemy as he loudly reminded, "You should get into the artillery defense trench!"
Due to the shortage of manpower, Shire's guard company was also thrown into the battle, and the only one who could protect Shire's safety was Adrian.
"No, Adrian." Shire replied, "Give me a rifle!"
Although the idea of "retreating to the artillery defense trench" was very tempting, Shire resisted the urge. In the face of a total collapse, no one remains unharmed. At this time, everyone should play a role rather than self-preservation.
Adrian was shocked; he wanted to persuade Shire but swallowed his words when he saw the determined look in Shire's eyes.
He quickly ran away, and before long, he brought back a Mauser rifle from the Ottoman Empire.
At that moment, Shire felt Adrian was like the worm in his stomach, knowing his every thought.
Compared to France's Lebel, Shire preferred the Mauser.
