Chapter 1330
Chapter 1330 Complete Annihilation (3)_1
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"Why would I lie to you?" Chandra Milton said with a cold glance.
Willie Ash immediately clamped his mouth shut.
In their base, even though Chandra Milton was a sniper of only average skill among all the snipers,
such a person—
Ugh, to be wiped out by a rookie who had just started?!
That was a huge blow to his pride.
"What happened?" Joshua Bailey asked eagerly, barely suppressing his laughter.
Was Flossie Wright really that formidable?!
"It’s nothing," realizing his schadenfreude, Chandra Milton refused to fall into his trap and quickly changed the subject, "Let’s report to the captain."
This time, Derek Moore was responsible for making the contact.
The connection was made smoothly.
"Captain, the team has been wiped out," Derek Moore reported, enunciating each word with a calmness akin to a routine briefing.
"What’s the situation?"
Glenn Hutchinson asked promptly.
Frowning, Derek Moore’s voice deepened as he responded, "We were all sniped by Flossie Wright alone."
Truth be told, they were a bunch of tough guys who could let things go. Actually holding a grudge against Flossie Wright was out of the question.
But the fact that Flossie Wright alone had wiped them all out was not something that sounded good when spoken aloud. How could they save face?
So, even Derek Moore couldn’t maintain his composure when it came up.
Surprisingly, upon hearing this, Glenn Hutchinson became utterly composed.
Derek Moore pursed his lips and said nothing.
And Glenn Hutchinson didn’t say much either. After instructing them to stay on the island and wait for a helicopter to evacuate them, he cut off the communication between them.
It wasn’t Glenn Hutchinson’s style to talk to dead men or to pry information from them as if they were dead.
After the communication was severed.
The five men looked at each other.
Among them, a strange atmosphere began to spread.
It was the first time they had suffered such a crushing defeat!
Ten minutes earlier—
Bushes, the dark of night, the sound of the wind.
Following the faintest of sounds, Chandra Milton made his way to the center of the island.
This was the top of a slope, where the trees were denser and visibility greatly reduced.
He had followed the traces here, and in theory, any path taken should leave some traces, and during urgent maneuvers, it’s rare to completely erase those signs.
Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.
What mattered was experience.
Yet, he hadn’t expected the traces to suddenly end.
Truly, they just cut off midway.
Unable to find any other signs, as if they had vanished into thin air.
After pausing for two seconds, Chandra Milton suddenly realized something and then heard a leisurely voice drift down from above and behind—
"Looking for me?"
Chandra Milton was startled; he knew he’d been duped. But as he turned to face the voice, his hand hadn’t even drawn the pistol from his waist.
The sound of a gun echoed.
It wasn’t a sniper rifle but the sound of a pistol.
In that instant, smoke rose from the top of Chandra Milton’s head, indicating he was disqualified from continuing in the exercise.
Replacing his pistol, Chandra Milton turned around and immediately looked back in the direction the voice had come from.
At that moment, Flossie Wright, who had been crouched in the tree behind him, effortlessly leaped down, and upon standing, positioned herself squarely in front of the tree trunk.
The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves above.
Specks of light showered over her.
— End of Chapter 1330 —