After a few hours of training, you had learned the basics of handling different weapons. The operation of the SMG, the .357, and the pistol were now familiar to you, and actually handling a gun wasn’t that alien to you anymore. But you still weren’t sure if you’d be able to point at anything that lives with your gun. That would be seen in the future, you thought. However, Sebastian was very pleased with all that effort you had put into the training. He told you that you were perfect, but what the German actually meant with you being perfect remained unknown. Your aiming skills still needed some polishing.
When the Sun was setting in the horizon, you wandered outside again. Sebastian had been gone for a few hours, and you had imagined that you’d find him outside, since you searched every corner of the base and couldn’t find him anywhere down there. The air had gotten noticeably colder when you stepped o