“How do you know my name?”, the young woman answers as she looks back and stares at Brian suspiciously.

  “I just read the name on the badge in your hand,” Brian answers, pointing to the object in the young woman’s left hand.

  “Really? Let me test it here,” Alice answers as she tries to read the young man’s badge in his right hand with difficulty.

  Brian surreptitiously brings the badge closer to make it easier for Alice to focus her eyes on the small letters, and then she says: “I did it. I could actually read your name, Brian!”.

  Brian, noticing the young woman’s approach, laughs and answers in a harsh voice: “Of course! Badges were made for that! It was nice to meet you, but now I have to go to the auditorium.”

  “I see you don’t know who you’re talking to, do you?”, Alice answers, clearly nervous about the answer she received.

  “Alice Von Richthofen, 19 years old, German, exchange student who passed the entrance exam at the Military Academy in first place, class of training course 546”, Brian replies in a superior tone to the young woman.

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  “How do you know all this about me??? This information is not on my badge!”, the young woman replies.

  “Let’s just say I know all my future rivals…”, Brian replies to Alice.

  “You look promising, Brian. I never imagined I would receive a challenge right at the entrance to the Military Academy”, she replies confidently, placing her hands on her hips.

  “I still don’t consider you a rival, maybe in the future”, Brian replies, trying to walk away with quick steps.

  “Bastard! Don’t leave me talking to myself!”, Alice screams when she realizes that Brian has ignored her again.

  “There are 3 minutes left until the ceremony begins. How long do you intend to stand there?”, Brian replies, turning his face back to face Alice.

  “I see you don’t really know how to treat someone politely, you idiot!” says Alice, who runs irritably towards Brian.

  Brian notices that the young woman has started to follow him and, with a cold look, thinks: “Alice Von Richthofen, Marshal of the 12th German Panzer Suit Division, known in the future as the Iron Lady, the great heroine of the human resistance of the Western Front of Eurasia… Who would have thought that I would meet her in person exactly at this time…”.

  […] 12 years in the future…

  “The enemy forces have managed to cross the Seine River. The Panzer Suit division that protected the left flank reports losses of 95% of its combat force. A Mech of unknown model leads the Actus army”, says a broken voice on a transmitter to a pilot in a red combat suit sitting in a small cabin.

  “So he is coming personally to collect the head of the enemy general??? Perfect, Actus! I accept your final challenge!!!”.

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