A bead of sweat trailed down a soldier's face. He was supposed to be the one dead by now if not because someone had saved him.
"Commander!" Eman was a little startled when the woman beside him suddenly raised her voice even though the two of them were only beside each other. He glanced at her. "How did you know that there was an enemy out there?" She asked.
"Do I need to answer that?" He asked with a frown. "Uh, no need. Sorry, I'm just curious," she hastily said, then sighed. That was her mistake. One could not lose her/his focus once on a battlefield.
He nodded and said: "Don't drop your guard down."
"Okay!"