Chapter 1207
Chapter 1207: The Instructor Wants Us Dead (5)_1
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The three people lying on the sand beach were motionless.
"Beep—Beep—Beep—"
"Beep—Beep—Beep—"
"Beep—Beep—Beep—"
Franklin Cody approached closer and closer, tirelessly blowing his whistle.
He didn’t kick anyone or shout, but simply used the whistle to torment the three of them.
After a good while, Flossie Wright could no longer endure it. She grabbed a handful of sand tightly and, with support, lifted herself off the ground.
First swaying, Flossie opened her clenched fist, letting the sand slip through her fingers, before she slowly began to shuffle forward.
In the end—
She stood firmly in front of Franklin Cody.
Franklin Cody glanced at her and noticed her half-closed eyes and calm expression. No matter how tired she was, she always managed to maintain a bit of clarity, and no one could cause her mind to wander.
She was tough, not at all like a woman.
After more than ten days of interacting with her, Franklin Cody had only this to say about her.
Then, seizing the whistle, he began to harass Nancy Phillips and Jessie Grain with a louder "Beep—Beep—Beep—" noise, forcefully making them, half-asleep and dazed, struggle to their feet.
Perhaps even they didn’t know how they ended up standing next to Flossie.
Purely on instinct.
Once they were lined up properly, Franklin Cody slowly strolled over, his dark, shining eyes fixed on them as if they were his prey.
"Because your movements were too slow, the scheduled lunchtime has passed!"
With his hands behind his back, Franklin Cody surveyed them sharply and announced a piece of news that was, to them, like a nightmare—
Their lunch was gone.
At a time when they were half-dead with exhaustion—
Their lunch was gone.
It took five seconds for the three to grasp what had happened.
Suddenly, they felt much more alert.
"Does this mean we don’t get to eat?"
Jessie Grain opened her eyes, looking puzzled as she asked.
She had been injured, and although the wound had scabbed over, expecting it to completely heal in a mere ten days was like expecting a tale from Arabian Nights.
Returning to face such intense training, her body really couldn’t take it.
Now, they weren’t even allowed to eat their fill, and even with Jessie Grain’s typically good temper, it was hard for her to accept at this moment.
"Jessie Grain!"
Without answering her, Franklin Cody shouted loudly.
On cue, Jessie Grain stood even more upright and straight.
"Report before you speak! Didn’t you learn that during basic training?!" Franklin Cody asked furiously, glaring at her.
"..." Jessie Grain’s mouth twitched as she called out reluctantly, "Report!"
"I learned it!" Jessie Grain gritted her teeth.
"One hundred push-ups!"
Too exhausted to argue with him and risk further punishment, Jessie Grain did her best to complete the one hundred push-ups.
And it was only after Jessie Grain finished her push-ups that Franklin Cody continued speaking.
His goal was to delay them.
Preferably to take up all of their dinner time as well.
𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Usually reticent, Franklin Cody became quite the talker when scolding, criticizing them from top to bottom, inside and out, never duplicating a single sentence, crushing their confidence completely.
Apart from the self-assured Flossie Wright, both Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips experienced moments of doubt, wondering if they really were as useless as trash.
After nearly half an hour of his lecture, once Franklin Cody’s mouth was dry and his tongue parched, he took them to the Shooting Range.
It was still precision shooting training.
From a distance of 800 meters, they fired at 10-ring circular targets and full-body humanoid targets with a 10-ring scale. Moreover, they had to shoot at designated hidden and visible targets within a specified time limit, which were typically at 400 meters, appearing for a span of 4 seconds.
This event, repeated over and over, had the three of them take turns, each calculating the others’ scores.
When their physical strength couldn’t keep up, their handling of the gun was unstable, and their shooting accuracy decreased significantly, so—
If they failed to meet the standards, they were punished.
Flossie Wright was penalized once with a five-kilometer run, while both Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips were less fortunate, each receiving two penalties.
By the time they finished their collective run and looked at the sky, their hearts sank.
God damn it!
They missed dinner time too!
— End of Chapter 1207 —