Chapter 16
What Vincent found the most disturbing was that their attackers had no name above their heads which meant these were Originals. If players were to do something this unreasonable, he would wonder where their weapons came from but he could understand after all, they all joined the game for the thrill. But Originals truly only lived once, why would they throw that away?
"You have questions" he heard a voice which prompted him to look up. His gaze locked with the Staff Sergeant, her beautiful brown eyes staring at him with interest.
"Why did you want overwatch?" she asked.
In a military Humvee, to take overwatch was to man the machine gun on top. This was the most dangerous position after the driver. Everyone shooting at the vehicle would be aiming for him first.
The other vehicles had someone for overwatch but they didn't, Vincent was more confused after all, they led the convoy.
"I just thought it would help Sir" She grimaced at having to call her Sir.