Chapter 1312
Chapter 1312: Move Your Dog Paws Away (5)_1
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The female soldier didn’t let it go easily; her expression darkened, and then she raised her eyes and swept over the group of friendly forces, pausing between each word, "If you have any complaints against us women soldiers, let’s settle it now before the exercise starts, so that when we’re on the Battlefield later, you won’t blame us for any problems."
As soon as her words fell, the atmosphere changed abruptly.
Suddenly, embarrassment, dissatisfaction, anger, and hesitation—all sorts of emotions—played out on the faces of those friendly forces.
As for the Frogmen, this was none of their concern, and they didn’t interfere with the female soldier’s actions.
Placed alongside the women’s team, the men Frogmen had a better understanding of them, and in their minds, there was hardly any difference between the two teams besides gender, and the actual strength was quite similar, so they never looked down on the female soldiers.
However, in such an environment, there were always people who had biases against women soldiers, so at times like these, the women soldiers tended to be sensitive, ready to fight with anyone at a moment’s notice.
In any case—
Those men Frogmen were ready to sit back and watch the show since the other party was acting recklessly.
Out of six people, there were three male soldiers and three female soldiers. Apart from Flossie Wright, who stood aside with her sniper rifle, another female soldier immediately moved toward the speaking female soldier, ready to back her up.
From the opposite side.
"Platoon leader, how do we resolve this?"
A soldier glanced over and approached the platoon leader, slightly tense as he inquired.
Women... these creatures...
Tsk, genuinely troublesome indeed.
The platoon leader was a man in his late twenties, tough as nails, but even he didn’t have an immediate solution to the female soldier’s blunt words.
"What’s the matter, no response?"
The female soldier continued to press forward, challenging the group of friendly forces.
This exercise’s main assessment involved amphibious landings and anti-landing operations, and it was evident that Flossie Wright and her team were responsible for the anti-landing operations. Each group typically had about a platoon’s worth of troops.
Which means, the friendly forces present here numbered around thirty.
If the female soldier truly got backed into a corner, she might just take on the entire platoon.
"I am the platoon leader."
After hesitating for a while, the previously silent platoon leader took two steps toward her.
The female soldier slightly narrowed her eyes, her expression unchanged as she looked at him.
"You are a temporary unit assigned here, and according to the orders, you should be following my command as the platoon leader, right?" the platoon leader said calmly, asserting his authority and position.
The female soldier responded stiffly.
"Since that’s the case, shouldn’t you follow my orders?!" the platoon leader asked again.
"Yes!" The female soldier’s voice turned even colder, her grip on the Type 95 rifle tightened slightly.
She hated those who used rank and position to throw their weight around the most!
"Good," the platoon leader nodded, his serious demeanor relaxed a bit, and his tone became more gentle, "My soldiers were out of line just now and that upset you; I apologize on their behalf."
His words were sincere.
But, very tactful.
𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
First, he clarified his own position to ensure no one would underestimate their platoon, and then he sincerely apologized for the earlier misconduct, resolving the conflict. This approach not only saved his own men from embarrassment but also diffused the anger of the female Frogmen.
True to form, the initially rigid female soldier, initially surprised, gradually calmed down as she comprehended the apology, and the fire of anger naturally dissipated.
At that moment, the three male Frogmen exchanged glances, and then one of them, lifting an eyebrow, stepped forward to mediate, "Alright, let’s forget what happened just now. Let’s start by introducing ourselves."
Relieved, the platoon leader readily continued with the topic.
With the platoon leader leading, the other soldiers certainly didn’t dare to stir up trouble, and since the Frogmen’s issue had already been diffused, they weren’t going to cause any further incidents either.
Therefore, even though the atmosphere between the two groups remained somewhat awkward for the time following, it didn’t impede their interactions.
Silent and standing aside, Flossie Wright listened indifferently to their discussion.
"Flossie Wright?"
In the midst of boredom, a friendly soldier approached from behind, with a peculiar expression as he grinned at Flossie Wright.
Raising an eyebrow, Flossie Wright tilted her head slightly and looked toward him.
Apparently a recruit, he wasn’t much older than Flossie Wright by a year or two at most and still looked somewhat naïve—clearly a newcomer, probably enlisted the same year as Flossie Wright.
Flossie Wright had no recollection of him.
"Who are you?" Flossie Wright asked coolly.
"We’re from the same batch of recruits, don’t you remember me?" he asked with a smile, not seeming too surprised by her question.
Just because they were from the same batch of recruits didn’t mean they all knew each other. Others knew of Flossie Wright because of her notoriety, and of Calvin Ramos because he was not only handsome but also topped every subject.
However, for those who were neither here nor there, hardly anyone remembered them.
After sizing him up, Flossie Wright stated indifferently, "I don’t remember."
"Er, my name is Stan Torres." The soldier smiled broadly, as if he had seen an old friend.
With a slight frown, Flossie Wright didn’t engage in conversation.
Her instincts told her that this man’s approach wasn’t for something as simple as making friendly greetings.
"So you became a sniper?" Stan Torres smiled, moving a step closer.
Flossie Wright couldn’t be bothered to look at him.
Unexpectedly, the man was persistent, continuing, "I heard sniper training is really tough. Want to show your brother a few moves?"
Suddenly, Flossie Wright’s gaze turned icy, her eyes slanting toward him.
"If you don’t want your hand broken, move your paw away."
Her threatening tone was chilling to the bone.
— End of Chapter 1312 —