Chapter 1173
Chapter 1173: Provoking Public Anger (5)_1
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"We’re moving out!"
After a moment of stunned silence, Edward Milton issued the command.
That meant they were leaving Flossie Wright behind.
Whether Flossie Wright was deserting or responsibly covering their retreat, as long as she didn’t cause chaos in the mission, or get captured by the enemy as a hostage, they would be all set.
Having someone like her in the team really was a drag.
Thus, the group of six cautiously made their way out, leaving the area behind.
Jessie Grain lingered at the back, looking at Flossie Wright a few times, and asserted, "Flossie, you’re not a deserter."
"That’s why I’m covering our retreat."
Flossie Wright casually took over the conversation.
"I don’t understand," Jessie Grain said bluntly, "No one does this on their first mission."
"Is that so?"
Raising an eyebrow, Flossie Wright maintained an indifferent attitude.
With a soft sigh, Jessie Grain, unable to smile, simply advised, "Be careful."
Flossie Wright took the words, her tone as cool as ever.
Shaking his head helplessly, Jessie Grain picked up the sniper rifle, quickened his pace, and followed the team as they moved on.
Glancing slightly to the side, Flossie Wright still leaned against a tree, watching them depart.
After a while.
She finally stood up straight, lifted the sniper rifle in her hands, and flicked off the safety.
Without full confidence, this was the only move she could make.
After all—
From the beginning to the end, she had never shown how trustworthy she could be.
Unable to gain her teammates’ trust, it was better to just sever all their trust in her, to spare them the worry for her safety.
She didn’t like being a burden, and of course, she preferred to act alone.
Slightly raising her eyes, Flossie Wright scanned the nearby trees, then transferred the sniper rifle to her other hand.
Gripping it tightly.
Slipping one hand into her pocket, Flossie Wright nonchalantly took a few steps forward, a faint smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
On the other side.
The pace of Edward Milton and others was very slow.
The area was littered with landmines, and they had to follow the lead of the sniffer dog, forcing them to be exceedingly cautious.
They couldn’t afford to step on a single landmine.
Not to mention causing an explosion; even disarming it would delay their time.
The group of seven advanced in complete silence.
An abrupt gunshot broke the silence of the still forest.
The bullet hit a SWAT officer in the shoulder.
"Take cover!"
Reacting swiftly, Edward Milton shouted before he could fully assess the situation.
These were all specially trained men; as soon as Edward’s voice sounded, everyone quickly scattered to find cover in the surrounding area.
Then, to return fire!
Their reaction was fast.
"Bang—Bang—Bang—"
Rapid gunfire echoed through the woods.
Pistols, rifles, submachine guns—the sounds of various firearms were densely interwoven, deafening.
It was an ambush!
There were ambushers nearly in a 180-degree arc ahead of them!
In the chaos, a SWAT officer cried out in pain, clutching his thigh and collapsing to the ground, his face ashen.
Jessie Grain was just two meters away from him; hearing the commotion, she looked back and saw the fallen officer, her expression turning slightly cold.
Catching a glimpse of a figure slipping past the bushes, Jessie Grain, with a stony face, didn’t hesitate to raise her gun and open fire in that direction.
"Bang—Bang—Bang—"
Three consecutive shots.
All missed, and the target disappeared.
No matter how good her temperament was, in such a situation, Jessie Grain cursed inwardly and searched for the person who was dodging.
As her gaze swept around, she spotted the barrel of a rifle directly aiming their way!
A slight shock in her heart.
This is bad!
With no cover coming from that direction and no time to raise her pistol, it was already too late!
A strong sense of danger quickly spread from the bottom of her heart.
As her pupils dilated in that moment, she saw the person holding the rifle slump powerlessly to the right side.
She clearly saw a fresh, red bullet wound on the person’s forehead.
— End of Chapter 1173 —