"Of course, officers above the rank of company commander even get issued a better kind of pistol!" the soldier said with a hint of envy.
He knew that he was trapped, and Byzantium was on its last legs as well; it all came down to who could hold out until the end. Besides, he had already started figuring out ways to cut off the city's maritime supplies, so how could he possibly give the city a chance to breathe right now? Who knew what tricks that yellow-bearded man might pull out next?
Saburo Shioda immediately realized that his snort had gotten him into trouble, and he hurriedly kept signaling to Creed.
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