Chapter 1167
Chapter 1167: Sniper Survival Game (4)_1
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It seemed like in an instant, the previously inconspicuous Flossie suddenly became the center of attention.
She became the focus of their concern.
It was unclear whether it was her aura or her murderous intent that lingered around her.
In any case—
Accidentally meeting her gaze would make one feel a chill down their spine, as if a creeping cold was spreading in the heart, causing a slight tremor in their core.
No matter her abilities, her presence alone was enough to suppress their disdain and make them look at her with newfound seriousness.
However, the square-faced SWAT officer seemed very indifferent, snorted, and asked coldly, "Are you guys out of people over there?"
Jessie Grain’s eyes curved, but the subtle smile and friendliness in them gradually faded a bit.
Standing beside her, Flossie Wright, not moving an inch, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth in a defiant smile, and said deliberately, "To support you, we are enough."
To support you, we are enough.
How arrogant!
Even their Captain Peng, when coming to support, only promised to do his best. Despite being full of capabilities, he always remained modest and never looked down on others with such brazen taunts!
Young and boastful, haughty and proud.
Looking at her coldly, the square-faced SWAT officer said disdainfully, "Quite the big talk."
Raising her eyebrows slightly, Flossie Wright’s smile deepened.
Realizing something was wrong, the square-faced SWAT officer’s pupils shrank.
The next moment—
Before he could express his confusion, Flossie Wright picked up her sniper rifle and, with brisk and decisive action, pulled the safety, aiming the barrel straight at the square-faced SWAT officer.
A red line lingered on his forehead.
Aiming without hesitation.
"What are you trying to do?!"
"Don’t make any rash moves!"
"Damn it, you—"
The five men surrounding the square-faced SWAT officer, without clear understanding of the situation, instinctively prioritized protecting their Captain, and in an instant, blocked in front of the square-faced officer.
Their guns, too, were all drawn.
They stood in a shooting stance, fingers on the trigger, but hesitated to pull it. Flossie Wright didn’t bother to look through the scope but instead said with a light laugh, "Even though the mission is important, if you guys want to test our strength, we are more than willing to satisfy you to the fullest."
"That’s right, if needed, we can demonstrate our capabilities at any time." Jessie Grain smiled, gun in hand, and casually stepped forward, "If we don’t meet your standards, you can dismiss us at any time to avoid being a burden to you."
They were just there to help.
The sensible thing to do as support was to focus on the mission and swallow any pride.
Neither of them was all that sensible.
As support, they should have at least received the minimum respect, but they were questioned about their abilities as soon as they appeared. Even if they were good-tempered, they probably couldn’t swallow such an insult.
Flossie Wright was outspoken and didn’t care for the rules of the Forces. On top of that, her sense of mission as a soldier was... clearly lacking, and she certainly wouldn’t put the mission first.
Especially since the person commanding her in this mission was so blatantly sexist, which greatly irritated her.
Whereas Jessie Grain had different priorities from Flossie Wright.
Having been in several real battles, truly experienced them, she understood that many people felt female soldiers were useless.
Women should be at home, taking care of their husbands and children; taking up arms to protect the country did not fit the norms established over many years.
— End of Chapter 1167 —