Chapter 1519
Chapter 1519: Giving Up (3)_1
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"Aren’t you two together?"
The veteran soldier, who Flossie Wright had shot, took his time sitting by a tree and asked them.
"Do you know where she went?"
Staring fixedly at him, Devina Millet asked urgently.
"Biscuits."
The veteran casually stretched out his hand toward her.
Such shameless behavior made Devina Millet frown.
But finding Flossie Wright was important.
So she quickly tossed two packs of compressed biscuits over.
"Over there."
Catching the compressed biscuits with one hand, the veteran didn’t bother to look closely and casually pointed in a certain direction.
Of course, he wouldn’t just say anything carelessly.
"Hey," strapping the rifle on her shoulder, Devina Millet took a couple of steps and then turned back to remind Vincent Field, "Be careful, I’m going ahead."
Vincent Field didn’t even get the chance to speak before Devina Millet was already running off out of sight.
He could only shake his head helplessly.
Half an hour later.
Devina Millet, who had quickened her pace, finally saw Flossie Wright’s figure on a rather steep cliff.
The heavy rain was torrential, and the sky was overcast.
Devina Millet stood at the bottom of the cliff and looked up slightly, rainwater splashing into her eyes made Flossie Wright’s figure extremely blurry.
It was a steep cliff, about twenty or thirty meters high.
In such terrible weather, Flossie Wright’s actions were practically suicidal, but even as she climbed, she maintained her stability. Every step she took was firm and steady.
Just watching made Devina Millet’s heart pound with fear.
Without hesitating, Devina Millet rolled up her sleeves and climbed up the cliff following Flossie’s path.
If Flossie Wright could do it, why couldn’t she?!
She was determined to keep up with Flossie Wright!
Flossie Wright, who had already climbed two-thirds of the way up, spent another twenty minutes and finally reached the top of the cliff safely.
And Flossie, who had long noticed Devina Millet’s approach, didn’t rush to leave. Instead, she sat at the top, resting and waiting for Devina Millet to make the arduous climb.
After nearly an hour.
Devina Millet finally climbed up gasping for breath.
"Flossie Wright, with so many paths, why choose this one?"
Pulling herself onto the cliff, Devina Millet lay flat on the ground, pointing at Flossie with weak breath, and complained.
Such a steep cliff with no safety measures in place, even the Instructor wouldn’t dare to train here lightly.
The worst part was the heavy rain...
Devina Millet had looked at the map.
Although this was the shortest route, there should be other paths nearby.
Ignoring her complaints, Flossie Wright looked at her watch and said bluntly, "You have three minutes."
Devina Millet surprisingly understood her meaning.
Take the time to rest quickly.
But Flossie’s act of waiting probably also meant she acknowledged Devina’s company.
The three minutes passed quickly.
Devina Millet’s strength had recovered a little.
"Come here."
Flossie Wright spoke in a clear, cold voice.
Immediately, Devina Millet frowned, but still got up from the ground and walked over to Flossie.
Unlike Flossie Wright, who only had her arms and the bottoms of her trousers smeared with mud, which was now mostly washed away by the rain, Devina Millet looked as if she had rolled her way up, and without the protection of an "umbrella."
She was covered from head to toe in mud, looking utterly wretched.
— End of Chapter 1519 —