Even if I manage to avoid getting my hand injured this time, the punishment awaiting me back home will probably be even harsher than being discharged by the commander.
Chances are I'll have to endure a bout of military punishment, and when it's over, my leg might be ruined, thus ending my military career for the rest of my life.
This means there's no escaping it, no matter what. So, rather than running, I should grit my teeth, stamp my foot, and take this risk. Maybe that guy's luck was just bad, and mine will turn better.
If that's the case, I'll be snatching a life from the grasp of fate.
Thinking this, the guy stopped hesitating, glancing at the comrade who was dressing his wound, then strode forward, eyes glaring furiously at Lin Yi:
"Come on, kid. I may not know what tricks you're playing, but show me what you've got. If I blink, I'll take your last name."
