By noon the next day, Lynn, Alain, and Olga stood with the commander at the front of the troops. The troops looked uneasy at Lynn's eye-catching appearance.
"Sorry, miss." The commander whispered to Lynn. "I know, we've asked you so many times, but can you really do it now? Please, put on some clothes."
The woman sighed. "Well, I'd better get out of here. I'm going to attack from somewhere else."
The commander had opened his mouth to speak, but Lynn hurriedly climbed a tree, then jumped from tree to tree.
"I'm going too now." Olga also jumped and disappeared among the leafy trees.
"Well, at least I'll stay with you guys." Alain shrugged with a smile.
The commander spat. "Tsk, I don't trust westerners like you at all."
"But why are you friendly to female westerners, sir?" One of the troops asked, and his comrades immediately gasped.