He Adjutant was engrossed in playing a game on the sofa in the living room, controlling his little in-game character to execute headshots with each pull of the trigger; it was so exhilarating that he was nearly flying.
For someone like him, who was a sharpshooter even with a real gun, he was an invincible presence in the game!
Just as he was deeply immersed in the exciting combat, a huge shadow suddenly enveloped him.
He looked up, and the shock made his hand tremble. He failed to aim at the enemy and instead got his own character's head blown off by the opponent. Game over, he finished second.
He Adjutant felt utterly frustrated, he was so close, just a tiny bit closer and he would have clinched the victory!
However, in the presence of his beloved Colonel, all games were trivial. He immediately threw his phone aside and stood up, "Colonel, why are you out here? Please, take a seat."
