Chapter 1840
Chapter 1840: An Accident During Training (Part 1)
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"Leave him!"
Amidst the rumbling noise, Flossie Wright clearly heard Glenn Hutchinson’s voice.
It came through the earpiece.
Steady and powerful, tinged with a hint of worry.
This time, Flossie Wright didn’t follow the order.
Instead of retreating on time, she glanced up at the helicopter, her handgun shifting direction to shoot at the man standing at the helicopter door.
The loud gunshot rang in Gavin’s ears.
There was even a moment of hearing loss.
Gavin frowned deeply.
After glancing at Flossie, he immediately fired upward, only to see his top sniper clutching his shoulder and quickly disappearing from the door, while that sniper rifle fell in an arc from the helicopter!
Gavin looked at Flossie once more, with a slight astonishment in his expression.
Such a distance, with only a handgun, and barely any time for aiming or predicting...
She still hit it!
The handgun pressed against his lower back again, Flossie commanded coldly.
Temporarily blocking the sniper’s shots, Flossie used Gavin as a human shield, throwing him ahead to clear the way. After walking about ten meters, they encountered two people who came to assist.
One of them was Willie Ash.
"The Captain is waiting for you."
Seeing Flossie, Willie Ash gave a prompt.
Flossie nodded lightly.
With one push, she handed Gavin over to Willie Ash and his partner.
During the infiltration, Flossie only carried a handgun and a tactical knife. It wasn’t suitable to stay long in this already war-torn place, only dealing with the stragglers while returning along the way.
She emptied all her bullets until she left the campsite’s perimeter.
Even the spare magazines were used up.
"This way."
Upon reaching the outskirts, Flossie had barely paused when she heard Glenn Hutchinson’s voice.
The sound came from both the earpiece and nearby.
Flossie stood straight and looked around, immediately spotting Glenn Hutchinson standing up from the bushes.
They were less than five meters apart, but grasses and trees filled the space between, blocking most of the view, only faint silhouettes of each other visible.
Fearing he might move recklessly, Flossie raised her brows slightly and warned Glenn Hutchinson.
Thus, Glenn Hutchinson, who was about to walk over, paused genuinely upon hearing her words and stopped.
Flossie took out the tactical knife she had used to slash Gavin earlier, waving her arm in the air a few times to cut down the branches blocking the way, then walked effortlessly forward, directly to Glenn Hutchinson’s side.
𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
"My knife..."
Just as she put away the knife, Flossie raised her brow and hinted at Glenn Hutchinson.
"I’ll get it back for you."
Understanding immediately, Glenn Hutchinson smoothly picked up the conversation.
Flossie’s tactical knives were all surrendered before the selection; now in real combat, these standard-issue knives probably didn’t feel as handy as her own.
"Give me the gun."
With a shrug, Flossie demanded.
Eyes slightly narrowing, Glenn Hutchinson didn’t argue, directly handing the sniper rifle to Flossie.
A sniper rifle is not a handgun; Glenn Hutchinson could fire a handgun with one hand, but a sniper rifle requires both. With his left shoulder injured, using a sniper rifle was undoubtedly a burden for him.
— End of Chapter 1840 —