Chapter 1245
Chapter 1245: The Sinking of the Hanstley River (2)_1
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Flossie Wright and Jessie Grain just watched from the side.
Until the helicopter left.
"Got any plans?" Standing by Flossie Wright, Jessie Grain lifted her lips and slowly asked.
"Watch the news."
Flossie Wright spoke casually.
Since she could not participate, watching the news was a way to know what was happening.
"Let’s do it together." Tilting her head, Jessie Grain naturally said.
Come to think of it, she was quite curious to see what was happening as well.
The two exchanged glances and then headed back to the Dormitory together.
Before the emergency assembly began, Flossie Wright and Belinda Nichols were discussing the various vital points on the human body; Jessie Grain had just walked in and saw the draft papers on Belinda’s desk, inadvertently giving them a few more glances. By the time she got a clear look, her brows and eyes revealed a touch of surprise.
Their hobbies were indeed peculiar.
Before she could look any longer, Flossie Wright came over, gathered all the draft papers, and placed them on Belinda’s bookshelf. Then she went to her own seat and opened her laptop.
Browsing the latest current affairs news.
Jessie Grain stood by her side.
It was now 2:20 pm, just over half an hour since the ship sank. But there were already quite a few news items related to this event on the internet, mostly carbon copies of the same content.
Aside from a rough explanation, there were a few on-site photos. Clearly, the incident had happened too suddenly, and there were no detailed reports yet.
"Got a Facebook account?" After browsing a few identical news stories with Flossie Wright, Jessie Grain thought for a moment and then suddenly asked.
Flossie Wright nodded.
They could not register for Facebook using their military identities, but that did not mean they could not have their own personal Facebook accounts. On such social platforms, they usually could see more current affair news and some netizens’ views on various events.
However, Flossie’s Facebook account was registered by her predecessor, and she hardly ever logged in.
"Let’s check it out." Jessie Grain raised her eyebrows.
The Forces’ local network didn’t allow Facebook access, so Flossie Wright could only use her mobile data network to log in on her phone.
Within half an hour, the "Hanstley River ship sinking" event occupied the top three trending topics on Facebook, with tens of millions of netizens joining the discussion.
The news posts on Facebook were more or less the same, but the comments varied widely: some asked for the cause, some prayed for the victims, some lamented, some gossiped...
The two looked at it for nearly ten minutes.
Through the news, they couldn’t fully understand the details of the event, but for them, who didn’t need to participate in the rescue, watching the news was enough.
"Still want to look?"
Lifting her phone up, Flossie Wright raised her eyebrows and asked Jessie Grain, who was standing beside her.
Jessie Grain spread her hands.
"I’m going to take a nap." Standing up, Flossie Wright placed the phone on the desk.
Watching her, Jessie Grain saw how efficiently Flossie turned and climbed into bed, her eyes curving slightly with an involuntary smile.
It seemed that Flossie Wright just symbolically wanted to get an idea of the situation, didn’t comment, didn’t follow the news closely, nor did she worry about it, but Jessie Grain knew Flossie Wright well enough to know she wasn’t a cold or heartless person.
Well, so be it.
Curiosity had long been worn thin in Jessie Grain, and she disliked prying into matters too deeply.
The temperature began to drop in the past couple of days, and the weather gradually became cooler, so Flossie Wright covered herself with a Forces-issued cotton blanket, revealing only half of her head.
Motionless, as if she had fallen asleep as soon as she lay down.
Jessie Grain glanced at her a couple of times and then withdrew her gaze, preparing to leave for some practice.
— End of Chapter 1245 —