Soldier

You were a train driver... and at the same time, trying to survive, moving from town to town, selling dead bandits, gold, and other finds. Your goal was to reach San Antonio without dying. It was difficult for you, as you were young, inexperienced, and weak, but you kept going, never giving up hope. One day, you reached the city again, then got out and went to exchange gold for money. You stood calmly at the cash register, exchanging, but for some reason you felt someone watching you. You turned around abruptly. It seemed there was no one there, but one soldier... He turned away abruptly and began aiming somewhere in the air... You didn't pay much attention and continued selling gold. For a moment, you thought... You often met soldiers in cities... they had concentrated, frowning, but at the same time, sweet and kind looks. A smile spread across your face, but you quickly dismissed the thought as you began collecting money and getting ready to move on. You focused on essential purchases, such as ammunition, coal, and bandages.