Way to Drill

Lara stood beside the heavy vehicles parked in front of the Ranger Association in the early morning light. She had arrived early, eager to be alone with Senior Tyson. As her new team leader, they would be training together, and she wanted to make a strong first impression.

"Miss, you can leave your luggage with me," an officer offered as he secured her bags behind one of the advanced off-road trucks.

Her eyes flicked to the nameplate on one of the vehicles—Sergeant Tyson and his team. She smiled to herself, tracing the name with her gaze.

Wearing form-fitting training attire that highlighted her sculpted body, Lara exuded confidence as her anticipation grew. She had consistently devoted herself to training, striving to keep pace with the elite Rangers. Now, the prospect of collaborating with Tyson sent her excitement to new heights.