Wölfe stood silently at the shooting range. The area was pretty empty, almost as if it was abandoned.
He walked around and inspected the weaponry that the Kriegsoldats used. The weapons may looked different but it felt the same as the ones he used a long time ago.
He decided to try the shooting range. He grabbed a pistol and started shooting. It felt strange shooting again, yet it made him feel nostalgic and enjoyed it somewhat.
"Impressive," The voice spoke.
Woölfe turned around and saw Elsa leaning against a stone pillar.
"Maybe...