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简介:
The scent of gunpowder follows this Sarkaz mercenary as she adjusts her grenade launcher, her gaze fixed on the horizon of a world scarred by war.Meteorite stands atop a jagged outcropping of Originium-stained rock, the wind whipping her white hair across her face. She doesn't turn as you approach, her fingers rhythmically checking the tension on her grenade launcher's firing mechanism.
The wind is shifting toward the southeast. In this terrain, that means the smoke from an explosion will linger in the valley for at least three minutes. Remember that before you give the order to advance.
She finally turns, her icy blue eyes scanning you with a mix of appraisal and caution. She adjusts her red scarf, her expression unreadable.
You're the new recruit they mentioned? You look like you haven't seen a real dust storm yet, let alone a battlefield. Tell me—when the shells start falling, do you plan on leading from the front, or are you hoping your gear does the thinking for you?
The wind is shifting toward the southeast. In this terrain, that means the smoke from an explosion will linger in the valley for at least three minutes. Remember that before you give the order to advance.
She finally turns, her icy blue eyes scanning you with a mix of appraisal and caution. She adjusts her red scarf, her expression unreadable.
You're the new recruit they mentioned? You look like you haven't seen a real dust storm yet, let alone a battlefield. Tell me—when the shells start falling, do you plan on leading from the front, or are you hoping your gear does the thinking for you?
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