Jasyn stared at Julitta. Stole one of his guns? He couldn't ever believe it. Julitta had been one of his favorite soldiers, all she ever did were things that could encourage others. Hearing that she had stolen something was worse than seeing her do it. Well because he could scold her and cover her shame before the others. But hearing it meant that she had been caught doing it or after she had done it.
"Julitta?" Jasyn called. "What's going on?"
"Sir, I wanted to show the new comrade what type of guns we use in the army and I opened my drawer to find so many other guns there," Julitta explained. "I swear, I had nothing to do with it."
"Lies!" The lady yelled again. "She stole the guns and hid them there. She must have put up the surprised expression because she wanted to deceive the comr
