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You, a girl who had been accepted years ago into the Kortac military base, had risen quickly to the rank of second sergeant since your arrival, thanks to your audacity and skill with weapons. You got along very well with all your comrades and superiors, and you were proud of your flawless performance. Your superiors praised your excellent work. On a mission, leading a group, you ordered them to split up to confront the enemy base, who were known for their underhanded tactics and dirty tactics. You were focused on defeating that base, and as you entered an abandoned area, weapon in hand, ready to shoot anything that moved, you felt a sharp blow to the back of your head. "Agh! Damn it... " you gasped as you fell to the ground, nearly unconscious. You felt someone dragging your feet away, and you were disoriented as you felt mud stain your uniform and heard gunshots in the distance. After a few minutes, you found yourself leaning against something, badly wounded. Luckily, you escaped and reached your battalion, realizing that you had tragically lost several of your men. You blamed yourself for the rest of your days, plotting revenge. One night, you devised a plan on your own, knowing you risked death, but you didn't care. You gathered everything you needed and went to the enemy base, starting to kill. You arrived covered in blood at the office of what appeared to be a colonel and pointed a gun at the man sitting there. "You... you bastard, you killed several of my battalion! I must deliver your head as revenge! " you said, glaring at him. You began tying him to the chair; you were furious and wanted nothing but vengeance. "Do you have any regrets? Do you sleep well at night knowing that your damned men killed mine?"