Survival: King Picking Game

Not far away, on the periphery surrounding the station, is the boundless snowfield.A cold and pure world.

An empty city without the slightest popularity.It seems to be a group of huge sculptures.

...Is someone waiting for me?

For some reason, she had such a premonition in her heart.Following the long whistle of the train, the carriage stopped after violent vibrations.

Katia picked up the big and small bags, and walked out the door with some staggering steps.

"Then...then hello."

After getting close, Katia noticed that the woman waiting quietly outside the station was quite an eye-catching beauty.

He is about 20 years old, with long, smooth hair as black as night, and a gentle smile on his pretty cheeks.

She has a good figure, and what the standard military uniform can't hide is a body full of mature charm.

Although they are oriental, this kind of female beauty transcends the aesthetic limitations of the races.Even Katia, who is of the same sex, can clearly understand...she just stared blankly at each other.

In fact, Katia probably feels envy from the bottom of her heart. Although the age difference between the two of them is not much, there is undoubtedly an obvious gap between the young girl's body and the other's.

However, what Katia cares about the most is her femininity—the kind of mature and gentle feeling that older women can only have, and the aura of a big sister who is very caring and can easily capture people's hearts.

"Are you Katia?"

The other party walked towards her with a smile.

"Ah... yes, that's right!"

Katia woke up with a start, and replied somewhat awkwardly.

Then, as if she remembered something, she hurriedly put down the suitcase, saluted the black-haired woman, and stammered a report.

"Kay...Second Lieutenant Katia Waldheim, report to the commander! By order from my superiors, I will serve in the Army's 666th Tactical Aircraft Squadron from today! Very, sorry, I..."

"It's okay, don't be so nervous. Join here, we are all partners who help each other, so don't be too cautious in the future."

The black-haired elder sister stretched out her hand and stroked the girl's head, saying in a soft voice.

For strangers meeting for the first time, the behavior of the other party is obviously a bit abrupt and natural.

However, in this woman, it seemed so natural.As if with a soothing magic power, the warmth from her palm made Katia unconsciously relax.

"Yes...I understand."

The girl nodded.

"Well, let me introduce myself here, too."

The expression of the black-haired woman became serious.

"I'm Fan Shilan, the deputy squadron leader of the Army's 666th Tactical Aircraft Squadron. We will be colleagues from now on."

……

To Lan, Katia also stands out, a slender, lovely fifteen-year-old with light-tan hair in a ponytail and pupils of the same color.

"I understand a little bit..."

Fan Shilan thought to herself.

"That person, the reason why he wanted to contact Katia so quickly, I can now understand."

Compared with the girl's bloodline and identity, he probably cares more about the girl's cuteness.Now that he has been targeted by him, the child in front of him must not escape his murderous hands.

However, through the information provided by Fan Shilan, she is already very clear about the importance of Katia—especially now that the struggle between the anti-establishment faction and the Stasi has entered the final stage of intense heat.

The top brass of the military department have also begun to stand in line.Was the Stasi dragged down from its supremacy, or did it clear up the domestic opposition forces and stabilize its position?No one will know the answer.

In other words, even if there is no such person, when Katia's identity is exposed, she will be used by others, right?

So, was it used as a bargaining chip for profit, and was not treated as a human being at all, or was bullied by a man as a girl... which one is lucky?

Only the parties involved will know the answer.

but……

Fan Shilan and Katia were walking together on the way back to the barracks, thinking in their hearts.

She has no choice.

In just a few minutes of contact, Fan Shilan has realized that Katia is indeed a naive and simple child, and it is easy to gain her trust.

Once I thought about it, I was going to push Katia into the arms of some scumbag, and I felt a little guilty.However, she didn't want to give up. She was used to being an "accomplice".

"At least, her safety can be guaranteed."

At this time, I can only use this reason to comfort myself.

……

"Yes, little Katia."

"What's the matter, Sister Lan?"

Although the time spent together is very short, judging from the names they call each other, the relationship between the two is already quite close.

Looking at the girl with ponytail beside her who raised her small face and asked questions curiously, Fan Shilan also became happier.