Chapter 1680
Chapter 1680: Why Lose? (2)
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Flossie Wright shrugged and squinted at him, "So, are you done asking?"
"All done."
Joshua Bailey immediately replied.
At the same time, realizing his cowardly stance, Joshua Bailey’s mouth twitched slightly, quickly dropping his tension and adopting the instructor’s demeanor.
"Then," Flossie looked at him, unhurriedly asked, "I have a few questions."
"Go ahead."
Joshua Bailey stood with his hands behind his back.
"Are the group members pre-arranged?" Flossie asked.
His eyes shifted slightly, but Joshua Bailey answered without hiding.
"Why?" Flossie pursued.
"Can’t say, can’t say."
Looking at her mysteriously, Joshua Bailey waved his fingers in front of her.
In fact, Joshua Bailey didn’t know the reason either.
The lists for Team Three and Team Four were organized by Glenn Hutchinson; the reason was probably explained to Joe Jin, otherwise Joe Jin wouldn’t have cooperated so well, making manipulations on the bamboo sticks.
The Captain has always been eccentric in doing things and doesn’t reveal his plans. The reasons are probably only known to him and Joe Jin.
However, in front of Flossie, this point was absolutely not to be spoken of.
But, even if he didn’t say, he couldn’t escape Flossie’s eyes.
"When is Glenn Hutchinson coming back?"
Flossie threw out another question.
"Well," Joshua Bailey stroked his chin, looking at Flossie with some appraisal, suddenly smiling and asking, "Haven’t had enough of his torment?"
"Don’t know?"
Flossie casually skirted around the topic, raising her eyebrows as she asked.
"Of course I know!"
Joshua Bailey without realizing it, fell into her trap.
After speaking, he realized he had inadvertently fallen into Flossie’s pit.
Flossie looked at him with a half-smile.
Joshua Bailey, helpless, shrugged his shoulders, "At the latest, in two days."
Flossie responded.
After speaking, she waved her hand towards Joshua Bailey, "Goodbye."
Joshua Bailey watched her leave.
Once Flossie’s figure disappeared around the corner, Joshua Bailey hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone.
Almost eleven-thirty.
Glenn Hutchinson did not answer his call.
So, because of this explosive news, Joshua Bailey almost lost sleep.
The next day.
As usual, after class, heading to the cafeteria, having breakfast, and assembling, a group of trainees followed a jeep for a cross-country run for a few kilometers, finally stopping by a long river.
Teams of six, with female soldiers split into five groups and male soldiers into seven groups.
A total of twelve groups, just enough for six rounds of exams.
On the riverbank, there were quite a few inflatable boats, with six people assigned to one boat.
Joshua Bailey, having truly learned from Glenn Hutchinson, has always enjoyed giving people a hard time, especially systematically, never leaving room for others to breathe.
Thus, after running seven or eight kilometers as a "warm-up," Joshua Bailey had them carry inflatable boats, running back and forth in the water several times.
This had a competitive nature; everyone put in their utmost effort, striving not to let their team lose too badly.
This kind of training effect deeply pleased Joshua Bailey.
He almost wanted to keep this team PK mode going on and on.
"Beep—beep—beep—"
After all the toiling, he let them rest for five minutes, then Joshua Bailey blew the whistle again.
Soon, like frostbitten, wilting trainees, they wobbled over and gathered in front of him.
— End of Chapter 1680 —