Chapter 170
Chapter 170: Episode 024 - The Word "Love" (5)
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"She raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. He has a phone during training?
Contrary to her expectations, Glenn Hutchinson didn’t even look at the phone. He seemed to know who was calling, his eyebrows furrowing slightly before he took out his phone. After a glance at the screen, he answered the call.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
The person on the other end hadn’t even started to speak, and a series of severe coughs were heard. This startled Flossie, who glanced at Glenn but he seemed unaffected by the interruption.
It took a while before the coughing subsided, and was then followed by a weak and breathless voice.
In the quiet of the night, everything was clear. Flossie had nothing much to do, and heard the entire conversation clearly. The voice on the other end sounded old, probably a grandfather. At first, she thought about stepping away, but Glenn didn’t seem to mind her presence, so she stayed, relaxed at his side.
Gradually, Glenn replied simply but naturally revealed a hint of acceptance.
"Cough, cough..." The person on the other end coughed again after hearing his reply, then weakly asked, "How have you considered leaving the Forces?"
Glenn Hutchinson frowned. Despite his resistance to the question, his tone remained calm. "No need to consider."
"You..." The other end fell silent, all signs of weakness suddenly gone. The voice had become forceful. "You little bastard, are you just going to watch our Hutchinson family line die out?! In a few more years, you’ll turn thirty, you’re neither married nor have children, not even a girlfriend, if you continue in the Forces, and something happens to you, are we going to have your mother bear us another child to carry on the Hutchinson line?!"
Leaning slightly back, Glenn Hutchinson remarked lazily and approvingly, "That’s a good idea."
"Glenn," the voice on the other end suddenly softened, sounding pleading but also tinged with sadness, "The country has many soldiers, and you have done a lot for it. It won’t matter if there’s one less soldier, but for our family, all we have left is you."
Grandfather Hutchinson spoke heavily without the pretense he had when the call first came in, or the righteous anger he had just shown. All that was left were helplessness and sorrow, all laid bare for all to see.
Even Flossie, who was just listening, found his words reasonable.
Obviously, Glenn Hutchinson was not someone who was just gleaning a living in the Forces. He had to do a lot of things, go to the battlefield, risk his life, these were inevitable.
Ordinary people who joined the Forces were merely seeking an experience, after a few years, they might not even have seen any blood. But Glenn Hutchinson in his position had no room to escape.
She had seen him in the chaos of Africa, where he and his team cleverly disguised themselves as mercenaries and blended in, their actions completely undetectable. This required not only courage and strength, but also intelligence. Anyway, in the end, he had duped her into willingly helping him with many things.
Though she was angry now, she had to admit, he was a smart man.
But even if all his plans went smoothly, they would still encounter war, with real bullets penetrating flesh and chests, leaving no room for escape. On the battlefield, bullets aimed at you might not be a big deal, but stray bullets or heavy weapons could unexpectedly take your life.
— End of Chapter 170 —