Char slowly took off his clothes in the changing room and stuffed them into an empty locker. Just then, hurried footsteps sounded beside him.
His hands paused slightly as he looked toward the sound. A woman. A blonde woman. Tall, sexy, beautiful, and carrying the charm of mature femininity.
"A woman, a lieutenant colonel? That feeling of having sealed off her heart... Heh, interesting." Char raised a brow, then shook his head and ignored the woman who had appeared in this changing room reserved for combat commanders. He treated her as if she did not exist, stripping off every last piece of clothing until he was completely naked.
The woman had likewise only glanced at Char when she entered, while he still had his pants on. After that, she paid him no further attention. The two stood back to back as they removed all their clothes. The only sounds were the rustling of fabric. Neither seemed to care that they were naked, nor that another naked person of the opposite sex stood behind them. At last, they put on the thin combat suits that looked utterly embarrassing.
Char lowered his head in puzzlement at the loose-fitting combat suit. As he stroked his chin and began studying how to tighten it, the blonde woman behind him had already finished dressing. When she turned and saw his appearance, she could not help frowning.
"The combat suit has a control computer. Once the armor is fully equipped, it will automatically tighten." The woman coldly walked over to Char and took the remaining parts of the combat suit from his case: a small backpack-like piece that resembled a vest and included thigh armor and shoulder armor.
"Thank you." Char shook his head with a sigh, then laughed. "It's my first time wearing something like