He deeply regretted not writing a will earlier when he saw Fraser doing it.
Although his father never valued him as the second son, and his relationship with his father was not particularly warm, leaving so suddenly might bring sadness to his general father and loving mother, right?
"This is the last shot of my short but glorious life."
Major Ron shrugged, ignoring the massive meteor rapidly descending above his head. He stepped forward and pushed aside the soldier preparing to fire, quickly adjusting the angle of the cannon with Captain Iron Hand's assistance.
He had just used the telescope to lock onto the position of the Jackal Wolf Central Army, although it was difficult to ensure accurate casualties from this distance.
But if this is my life's last shot...
To hell with the artillery code!
Screw it, I'll shoot wherever I want!
"Fire!"
