Chapter 1285
Chapter 1285 Navy vs Pirates (5)_1
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"No, I’m really not scared."
"Just a bit nervous."
"It’s just that, we’ve only saved people before, we haven’t killed... you know."
"It’s fine, it’ll get better when the time comes."
One by one, they all tried to act tough, but their abnormal complexions revealed their true psychological states.
They were not afraid, thinking that even if the mission failed, the worst outcome would be death, for which they had already prepared themselves mentally. As the tip of the spear within the Navy, it would be a joke if they cowed at such a moment.
This subconscious emotion was something they could not suppress.
It might really come down to killing someone.
Used to saving lives, they prioritized others’ safety in their training as well—none of them had ever seen a life ended by their own guns...
They still needed a little time to calm down and adjust their mindset to face what was coming.
Looking down at her watch, Ella Pemberton didn’t offer comfort. Instead, she spoke directly, "Thirteen minutes left. Those who can’t take the field should opt out now. Don’t affect others."
This was not a drill, and with time pressing, she wouldn’t waste time on them.
Those taken back could be retrained. However, if directly brought along, any accidents caused by their unstable emotions could have far more severe consequences than simply not participating.
In dribs and drabs, the female soldiers responded one after another.
Scanning the group with a more solemn expression, Ella Pemberton asked, "None of you are confident?"
After exchanging glances, they puffed out their chests and shouted unanimously, "Yes!"
Their confident cries mingled with the sound of the engine and were quickly scattered until not even an echo remained.
Their nervousness gradually faded, replaced by an unshakeable determination.
Ella Pemberton sized them up for a moment, then went through the mental preparations for the mission, stressing several key points.
One, firing was permitted, but no killing of prisoners.
Two, ensure team cooperation, no acting alone.
Three, while rescuing hostages, also ensure your own safety.
Four, there would be sniper team support; they didn’t need to be overly cautious.
The other eleven people on the speedboat listened quietly, occasionally missing Ella Pemberton’s words due to the noise of the boat’s engine, but they could still hear the gist of what was said.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye.
When Ella Pemberton was nearly done speaking, the speedboat stopped a kilometer away from the island.
"Captain Pemberton, we can’t get any closer."
The soldier piloting the boat came over, speaking apologetically to Ella Pemberton.
Fortunately, the weather was rather dim. If it had been clearer, their stop at this location might have been discovered.
This operation needed the element of surprise, not giving the enemy time to respond, allowing them to prepare in advance and set up traps on the island to await their arrival.
Understanding the situation, Ella Pemberton nodded her head.
The others were not fools—they didn’t need an explanation. When given the signal by Ella Pemberton, they began to enter the water one by one.
In a moment’s notice, they were all in the water, silently approaching the island.
Ella Pemberton smiled at the soldier, then turned and jumped into the water herself.
Becca Reyes, who had been silent all the way, slowly moved next to Flossie Wright.
Flossie Wright swam forward with the main group, heard the call, and looked at Becca Reyes inquiringly.
"Good luck."
Stopping, Becca Reyes extended her fist to her and raised her eyebrows slightly.
After a moment’s thought, Flossie Wright cast her a sidelong glance and bumped her own fist against Becca Reyes’s, her voice cold and casual, "Good luck."
Becca Reyes grinned, showing her a smile.
It was Becca Reyes’s first real combat mission, but surprisingly, she wasn’t frightened at all.
She was somewhat excited.
She had heard of Flossie Wright’s combat experience. As a sniper, she had fought with mercenaries’ snipers and come out unscathed. During her first real combat, she remained calm, with no mistakes, performing the best among the three new snipers.
Moreover, after that, Flossie Wright’s psychological assessment was satisfactory.
She believed that the crisis Flossie Wright had faced was no less severe than what they were facing now.
If Flossie Wright could do it—
𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
Then she needed to as well!
No matter what, she couldn’t drag Flossie Wright down!
In less than ten minutes, their team had successfully landed from beneath the rocks and silently infiltrated the island from the rear.
Not rushing into action, Ella Pemberton first pinpointed the pirates’ coordinates and then distributed them to the four teams.
"Captain, what about Team A?"
While the others were checking their weapons, a female soldier approached and quietly asked Ella Pemberton.
"Wait a moment."
Ella Pemberton glanced at her, then connected to Team A’s channel.
Team A was faster and had gone via the east, aiming for the fishing boats docked at the shore.
"How’s the situation... all arrived... okay, stay safe... that’s it."
After a brief low-voiced exchange, Ella Pemberton disconnected the call.
"They’ve arrived," she turned to the others, saying, then with a tight face, she commanded softly, "Let’s start splitting up and moving."
Those nearby nodded.
The next moment—
They all scattered!
Instantly disappearing into the dense foliage.
— End of Chapter 1285 —