Chapter 1545
Chapter 1545: She’s Not Worthy Enough (4)_1
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"Flossie Wright, Devina Millet—"
The sound of the gun marked the end of Bonnie Reyes’s training.
The words she didn’t get to shout out were also muffled by the gunfire.
Bonnie Reyes lay helplessly on the ground, gasping for air, trying to steady her chaotic breath.
The two following her also stopped in their tracks after taking her down.
But they didn’t relax just yet.
"She just called out two names."
Someone frowned and spoke in a deep voice to the friend beside them.
They were silent for two seconds.
Their gazes slowly met, and a flash of bright thought instantly appeared.
The one who had spoken earlier, immediately shouted.
Almost instinctively, the two took cover!
The gunfire rang out unexpectedly.
At a distance over a hundred meters away, they heard a sound followed by a plume of blue smoke rising above the head of the person who had just spoken.
The person who was hit stopped in their tracks, while their friend quickly dodged.
Hidden behind a tree, they raised their rifle and fired toward the direction of the incoming shots!
At the same time—
Devina Millet, well hidden, stared with wide eyes, a look of indescribable astonishment crossing her features.
In such darkness, with many obstacles in between, Devina Millet could at best shoot from thirty meters away. How on earth did Flossie manage at such a distance?!
After a few seconds, Devina Millet finally snapped back to reality.
Listening attentively again, she only heard the gunfire of the enemy, but the area where Flossie was, seemed to have fallen silent, without the slightest noise.
A "click" sound.
A pebble hit a branch up ahead, drawing Devina Millet’s attention.
"Draw their fire."
The cool voice floated down, as commanding as ever.
Flossie Wright!
Devina Millet tilted her head.
She had just tried to follow the sound to see the figure, but she was a bit too slow and only caught a glimpse of a fleeting sleeve.
The corner of her mouth twitched, Devina Millet was discontent with the command, but cooperation was crucial at such times, and she had no intention of causing Flossie trouble.
Standing upright, Devina Millet aimed in the enemy’s direction and swiftly pulled the trigger!
"Bang bang bang—"
"Bang bang bang—"
The sounds of the two guns intertwined, endlessly echoing through the jungle.
Devina Millet moved while pulling the trigger, quietly approaching. Her bold assault enraged the enemy who turned their rifle into a machine gun, the "bang bang bang" never ceasing.
Suddenly, amid the chaotic gunfire, silence fell in an instant.
The deafening noise came to an abrupt halt.
Devina Millet instinctively stopped pulling the trigger.
At the same time, she looked intently and, as expected, saw a thick cloud of smoke above the enemy’s head.
And there, a minute ago, Flossie Wright had disappeared. Now she stood five meters away from the enemy, still in the stance of aiming her gun.
In that moment, the light seemed to grow even brighter.
In the fine rain, Devina Millet saw the silhouette of Flossie Wright holding her gun.
Her side profile was blurred, her delicate face expressionless, the kind that excluded all emotions.
In her eyes, there was only the target.
Her very aura was wiped clean.
Two seconds later, she retracted her rifle, and in that instant, the indifferent demeanor faded, her manner returning to its usual nonchalance.
— End of Chapter 1545 —