Chapter 1041
Chapter 1041: What it Means to Protect the Family and Defend the Nation, Part 1
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BUCK184, also known as BUCKMASTER.
Overall length 315mm, blade length 190mm, blade thickness 7.4mm.
Standard Bowie hunting knife shape, with blood grooves on the blade, streamlined guard polished perpendicular to the blade, screw holes at both ends, hollow handle for storing small emergency items like matches or needles.
The sheath is made of reinforced black fiberglass, with a detachable small accessory pouch on the front and a sharpening stone embedded on the back.
As the progenitor of survival knives, it has long been out of production and is considered a collector’s item.
Mariana Buck had long coveted it.
She never expected to see it here.
"Hey, I’ve never seen this one before."
Becca Reyes glanced at it a few times, her curiosity piqued as she raised an eyebrow and took out the BUCK184.
Such a handsome knife.
Gleaming with sharpness, brimming with a threatening aura.
At the sound, Flossie Wright looked up.
Seeing the BUCK184, Flossie Wright’s brow slightly furrowed.
It was a gift from Glenn Hutchinson.
He had her choose one out of three knives and had conveniently brought this one over on his last visit.
She liked good knives.
Especially—
She had taken a fancy to it at first sight.
"Is this the BUCK184?"
Upon recognizing the knife, Jessie Grain raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked up at Flossie Wright.
Flossie Wright shrugged, which was as good as a confirmation.
Jessie Grain couldn’t hide the interest in her eyes and asked directly, "May I have a look?"
Looking up and rarely seeing Jessie Grain with such an expression, she thought for a moment and then nodded, "You can."
Becca Reyes rolled her eyes.
Jessie Grain usually didn’t bother anyone, but Becca Reyes seemed to have a natural wariness towards her, feeling somewhat annoyed that Flossie Wright had agreed so readily.
The knife was still handed over to Jessie Grain.
Jessie Grain was a sniper, and what really excited her was likely to be sniper rifles; her interest in Flossie Wright’s knife was purely out of curiosity.
As a soldier, knives were indispensable, handy for all kinds of tasks.
She had a fair understanding of them.
So naturally, she wanted to inspect a good knife.
After a brief look, Jessie Grain passed it back to Becca Reyes.
By then, Mariana Buck had already shifted her gaze and gone to the wardrobe for some new clothes, preparing to take a shower.
"Flossie Wright, is your family very wealthy?"
As Jocelyn Carrington fiddled with the knives, a few glances were enough to tell her they were of considerable value, prompting her to ask Flossie Wright.
Jocelyn Carrington’s family was modestly affluent, her father owned a company, but they were nothing compared to truly rich families.
Thinking of the Wright Family, Flossie Wright frowned slightly and replied indifferently, "It’s alright."
She didn’t know much about her family matters.
And she wasn’t interested in knowing.
Yet, the Wright Family was considered an established lineage, known since several generations ago, only gradually declining now.
She walked toward the wardrobe.
Flossie Wright glanced at the knives laid out on the upper shelf and casually picked one out.
As she spoke, she handed it to Jocelyn Carrington.
Looking up in surprise, Jocelyn Carrington pointed to herself.
Nodding faintly, Flossie Wright directly tossed her the Swiss Army Knife.
It was a Swiss Army Knife, Jocelyn Carrington couldn’t discern its quality, but it looked exquisite.
Jocelyn Carrington suddenly remembered, Becca Reyes had an identical one.
— End of Chapter 1041 —