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Chapter 101 Her Admirer 687% "Instructor Dittman, you probably haven't studied physics, huh? The force is mutual. She hurts; I'm hurt too." Isabelle wanted to say she had withdrawn the majority of her strength. Erin's leg bones would have shattered otherwise.

"Sharp-tongued! I hope you can still remain calm in the next few days," Chase said.

Isabelle rebuked, "I hope the sfor you." Chase was rendered speechless.

He was right about this girl being the troublemaker.

After a day passed, the students' initial excitement had completely subsided. A deep chill and devastation. now took their place. After they collected their neatly folded quilts, each of them supported each other, then returned to the dormitory and collapsed on the bed. They didn't even want to take a shower; they were unwilling to move. Seven envied Erin, who couldn't go through military training due to her injured leg.

In the instructors' dormitory, Chase took off his clothes and revealed his shoulder.

His colleague was applying medicine to his left shoulder.

"How about we go to Mr. Garth's again? You're having a hard tholding a gun now. If this continues, even eating will beca problem in the future. If you're short on money, we'll chip in for you," his colleague suggested.

Chase shook his head. He had lost all hope. He said rather broad-mindedly, “I can still aim well with my left hand." His colleague was compelled to change the subject and asked, "Did that troublemaker in your class kick her classmates' legs? I saw you this afternoon." There was a knock on the door.

Chase put on his clothes and let the other person in.

A sentry brought a female student in. He remembered her nas Candice.

He knew it must have been trouble again.

After he asked for details, he confirmed trouble had cknocking.

"Instructor Dittman, Isabelle is missing.

His colleague asked with a smile, Is it that troublemaker again?" Chase frowned, and anger rose in his heart. He asked, “Didn't I say not to leave the dormitory? Do you think I'm just spouting nonsense?" This was a military zone, not a garden, where students could roam all over the place.

He got up and strode out of the dorm.

887% Chapter 101 Her Admirer not be able to argue or escape punishment.

When Chase looked around the dormitory, Isabelle was indeed not there.

Several girls started to add fuel to the fire. Erin's legs were numb with pain, but she kept talking.

Just as Chase was about to go to search for Isabelle, Erin looked at the door and suddenly screamed, startling many people.

A cold female voice was heard, "Are you talking about me?" Everyone turned their heads.

P They saw Isabelle standing at the door like a ghost, leaning lazily against the frwith her arms crossed, looking at them.

"Where did you go?" Chase asked in a deep voice.

"Do you need a report when I use the bathroom?" Isabelle shot back "Liar! You didn't go to the bathroom. The bathroom is on the left, and you clearly went downstairs to the right just now," Erin accused Isabelle confidently. "And who would spend so long in the bathroom? You're lying and not even making up a believable story." Chase confronted her, saying, "I'll ask you again. Where did you go?" Isabelle insisted, "The bathroom." Okay, she did run away out of boredom. She wandered around the military area and even took a stroll around their highest-ranking officer's office, but she didn't do anything. After all, she's a law-abiding citizen.

He stared at Isabelle for a few seconds. Chase said no more but reminded the students not to leave the dormitory without permission.

And then he went out.

As he passed by Isabelle, he lowered his voice and warned, "Behave yourself! The military area is not a place for you to play around." Isabelle didn't react much. She simply glanced at those girls. Although she didn't show any emotion in her eyes, she made them feel a chilling oppression.

Chase went downstairs and asked the sentry-stand guard, "Did any students cback just now?" The sentry answered, "No." Chase looked up at the third floor.

Two days later.

A large truck carrying new weapons entered the military zone.

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Carl Sarratt, the general of the military area, was more delighted to see the visitor than he was to see his eighty-year-old father. He personally went out to greet the visitor and welcomed him into his office. Carl even served him refined tea. Handing him a cup of hot tea, Carl checked with him once again, "Mr. George, you're donating all of this to us?"

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. As a citizen of Cheshian, I should do what I can for the country." George sat on the sofa, his legs crossed. Carl was delighted with his answer.

"Good lad, I'll make sure to have a personalized plaque made for you and personally deliver it to to your house: The plaque will read, 'Good Samatarian George Harris" "Report, General. Inventory complete. There are ten boxes of Type 95 assault rifles and five boxes of Barrett sniper rifles..." Listening to the soldier's reports, Carl grinned from car to ear. After they had stea, Carl enthusiastically invited George to the cafeteria to dine in.

George rejected the offer and said, "You don't have to entertain me. General Saratt, you can go about your business." Send Gifts 352 X