I love you, I won't kill you

Chapter 11 Protection and Rebellion

"Come on, I admit that you are my brother. It's just that you seem to have forgotten that I'm not a 14-year-old girl now. You know what I'm talking about." Amanda answered a little too calmly, making people look like a monster .

"I'm sorry! Maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a long time, ha, does it make you think I'm a little excited?" Vincent hesitated, and instantly looked like a big boy.

In fact, it was not, because at this time he recalled something that happened to Amanda when she was 14 years old.Like finding out she's a lesbian, and that damn neighbor girl Julie.

The issue of the treatment of homosexuals in the military has been around for a long time.Vincent didn't take this seriously, but now it happened to his sister, the only thing he can do is: "Don't ask, don't tell."Judging from the current situation, as long as Amanda does not take the initiative to express her personal orientation, senior military officers will not try to expose or expel her.

On the two issues of being a lesbian and going to the battlefield, he had to make a choice for his sister.Vincent lowered his head and smiled silently. Instead of letting Amanda be blown to pieces in Afghanistan, it is better to let her enjoy her love to the fullest.Whatever it is!

"Well, since you have made your choice, I have nothing to say. But you have to remember that once you join the Marine Corps, you will be a Marine Corps for the rest of your life. You know that." In Vincent's words, It seems that he has a new idea, and he said it easily.

"I know! Always be loyal! Hehe, well, I have to go back to church. Captain, Private Amanda salutes you!" Amanda stood up, raised her right hand and smiled.

Seeing his younger sister in military uniform go away, Vincent still didn't intend to get up.Staring at the two cups of coffee on the table, he turned his gaze out of the window again, "Why don't you add my sister to the training department's plan? If she can really represent the Marine Corps, this may be a way. Unless she is so rebellious that she has to reveal herself lesbian identity…”

On the way back to the church, Amanda felt a little strange about Vincent's last words, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, "He knows that I am a lesbian, and he also knows the unspoken rules in the army. But why did he mention the motto of the Marine Corps?" What? What did they mean by the training plan in the commander's office before?"

While walking and meditating, he didn't pay any attention to a Lincoln extended car coming from the left front.When the pure black, shiny black luxury car passed by Amanda, she only glanced at the black window, and walked towards the church without turning her head.

"John, drive slowly." A voice came from the darkness in the last row of the RV.

"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied, watching Amanda's back in the rearview mirror.

"Ma'am, do you think the marine who passed by just now is her?" the driver asked a little strangely.

"Well, it should be her. Nelson sent me a few photos of her, although he still doesn't treat me well." The voice in the dark revealed her relationship with Nelson and Amanda.

John drove the car to the parking lot of the office building with a blank expression.The woman in the dark caught sight of Vincent just as she was about to get out of the car, and said to herself in a hurry, "Wait, why is he here? Is he here for his sister?"

The woman's phone rang and she answered, "Hi honey, I'm on my way to the club. What? Well, I'm going to the Capitol this afternoon."

Hanging up the phone, he said to the driver in front of him, "John, time is running out. We will go back to Washington in the afternoon."

When the recruits went to the restaurant for lunch, Elena asked curiously, "Sweetheart, what did they ask you to do?"

Amanda smiled, "It's nothing, a boring person came to the base, did some boring things, and then asked me some boring questions."

"Please, do you still want to hide it from me? Someone saw you and a captain quarreling in the coffee shop."

Amanda handed the tray to the chef, waiting to pick up the lunch that would remain the same every Sunday.Turning back, he said, "Hey, do you want to follow me with your eyes like they did? I heard that you are my girlfriend now."

"Girlfriend? Hehehe, this is the Marine Corps, not some college sorority. Unless you want to be with me..." Elena quips, not noticing the black chef's eyes The two of them.

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