Chapter 1337
Chapter 1337: Bring a Rope Over (5)_1
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"Captain, is this really a good idea?"
Just as Dixon Garrison had finished getting dressed, he caught sight of Flossie Wright sitting together with them as if it were the most natural thing, and he couldn’t help but look toward Glenn Hutchinson with surprise and awkwardness.
"Do you have an objection?" Glenn inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"No." Dixon denied, cutting off further discussion with conviction before immediately flattering, "Whatever you do is always right."
Dallion Collins and Jude Marsh were sensible enough to pretend they hadn’t noticed Flossie at all, sitting cross-legged across from one another, then pulled out the electronic map.
At first, Flossie was puzzled by Dixon’s discomfort, but she realized why when she saw the four of them start discussing the battle plan.
How could they let a captive know the plan for an operation?
After all—
What if the captive escaped?
If she reported their plan to the Red Team, that wouldn’t be a laughing matter.
Yet, Glenn Hutchinson had brought her along anyway
He deliberately wanted her to hear.
What was his intention?
In any case, Flossie couldn’t guess.
"Next is this place, right?" Dallion pulled out a combat knife, pointing to the position of a certain island.
"This mission is really challenging," Dixon remarked.
That night, they had already attacked the third island.
Fortunately, they had Dylan Murray with them, interfering with the Red Team’s wireless communication and slowing down the speed of their reports, otherwise the mission would have been much more difficult.
"The same old method?" Jude asked.
"Mm." Glenn simply affirmed.
There was an understanding between them that didn’t require many words.
Then, they spent some time detailing the plan for their next target and anticipating various unexpected situations.
Flossie stayed aside, listening to their operational plans.
Highly unconventional plans.
One could say that what they learned in the Frogman Forces was not enough to sustain their plans.
Each of the four men would operate alone, approaching from different angles, and according to their plan, just one of them could take out a platoon’s worth of soldiers.
In the Marine Corps, that was impossible.
It was also at this moment that Flossie noticed Glenn Hutchinson, while discussing the plan with them, was skillfully checking her sniper rifle.
Throughout the discussion, Glenn had not said much, but in fact, he not only listened to everything they said, but also provided analysis at critical moments, all while being preoccupied with his own tasks.
"Rest for half an hour."
After they finished speaking, Glenn instructed.
"Yes," Jude responded.
"Finally time for a break." Dixon stretched lazily and casually laid back.
"Get up," Dallion stood and dusted off the sand from himself, kicked Dixon’s leg lightly as a reminder, "Watch out for the reconnaissance drone."
"Then let’s just take out their drone."
Dixon closed his eyes, replying in a tone that was dismissive yet free of deliberate arrogance.
Dallion felt a headache brewing but after giving Glenn a look and receiving a hint, he raised an eyebrow and bending down, grabbed Dixon’s ankle, dragging him towards the direction of the bushes.
"..." Dixon actually didn’t make a sound.
Jude silently followed behind them.
Flossie’s hands were tied behind her, and it took her extra effort to stand up using the strength of her legs alone.
However, as soon as she had the notion, Glenn came over to her, lifting her up by the waist.
Carrying her, he walked directly toward the bushes.
Flossie’s brow twitched.
In places with bushes, there were hiding spots, and Glenn, a colonel accustomed to jungle terrain, merely glanced and immediately found a tree with dense branches and leaves.
Approaching it, Glenn put Flossie down.
Crouching in front of Flossie, Glenn suddenly called out.
"Here!" Dallion’s voice quickly resonated.
"Bring a rope over." Glenn ordered calmly, his gaze fixed on Flossie.
Flossie: "..."
— End of Chapter 1337 —