Chapter 132
Chapter 132 Conversation 020 Let go of her, I’ll do it (5)
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Comrade Rowdy Brightwill, after all, was a man of professional standing. So, despite a moment’s stunned pause, he immediately gathered his wits and fixed his attention entirely on his former teammate, who had taken a hostage.
Both being from the Marine Corps and strictly trained, it was not going to be easy dealing with his former teammate. What was critical was that, in the eyes of his former teammate, all those wearing camouflage were highly suspicious and alert-worthy. Therefore, if Rowdy Brightwill attempted to take action himself, it could further provoke the hostage-taker, who might behave unpredictably under extreme stress.
Even if Rowdy Brightwill was highly skilled, he might still struggle against this vanguard soldier teetering on the verge of breaking down.
Yes, Flossie Wright had bad luck before; like the first time she went for a run only to stumble upon a drill. But bumping into Glenn Hutchinson in the hospital definitely felt like her second stroke of bad luck.
However, life was treating her quite unfairly.
Not much time had passed after her hydration, when the corridor suddenly erupted into a hubbub. She didn’t know what was going on when she saw someone grasping a nurse in white, dragging her over like a trapped bunny.
Flossie Wright instinctively froze and took a few more glances in that direction before realizing that the hostage was Mia Lawson, who had just stormed off, flushed with distress. Mia’s tear-filled eyes were heartbreaking. As delicate and small as she was, facing such formidable threat, she dared not move an inch.
"Flossie Wright, get out of the way!"
During her hesitation, Rowdy Brightwill, engaged in a standoff with the former teammate, anxiously shouted at her. Catching his worried and urgent gaze, Flossie Wright wanted to step back, but the hostage-taking former teammate had already noticed her.
"Stay where you are!"
A fierce gaze, as sharp as a blade, scrutinized her from head to toe.
Flossie Wright stood her ground, appraising hostage-taker and hostage with dismissive ease.
As a not entirely pure soldier, Flossie Wright didn’t really care much about the situation. The hostage-taker was a stranger to her, while the hostage was the mistress who had wronged her. Whether they lived or died, she had no concern.
"You, put your things down and come with me!"
He addressed Flossie Wright directly while pressing the knife against Mia Lawson’s throat even harder. The sharp tip slid across her tender skin, and a vivid trail of blood immediately started to flow, drop by drop staining Mia’s nurse uniform and coloring the glaring white fabric with a harsh red.
Having said this, he kicked the door open next to him, shot a few wary glances outside, and immediately pulled Mia Lawson inside.
Flossie Wright did not want to follow his orders, but the gathering crowd left her little choice.
"What are you waiting for, soldier? Get in there!"
"Why don’t you offer to swap hostages? You are, after all, a soldier, and you can’t compare Mia Lawson to yourself!"
"You soldiers should solve your own issues, why should we get in trouble? Hurry up and save Mia Lawson!"
The noise was overwhelming, and the chaos outside intensifying.
Flossie Wright calmly observed the gathering of nurses and doctors. Many were yelling at her, mainly because she was wearing a camouflage military uniform.
— End of Chapter 132 —