Chapter 1914
Chapter 1914: The Peacekeeping Forces Unsheath Their Blades (7)
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During this period, with Flossie Wright, an experienced player, a small trick managed to recruit a six-person mercenary corps to act as enforcers, plus a dozen or so others, all of whom were skilled desperadoes.
For some reason, these extremely fierce desperadoes, once in Flossie’s hands, were all put in their place and became obedient.
In short, Flossie recruited a lot of support for Anonymous, providing significant security assurances for Anonymous.
Flossie Wright got off the car, carrying a sniper rifle.
Someone had already approached.
"R, Ice wants you to go over."
The person spoke to Flossie with a hint of respect in their tone.
This was someone Flossie had brought in.
Brody and Sebastian exchanged a look, their eyes full of relief and nonchalance.
At first, they were worried that R was bringing back so many people to possibly replace Ice’s position and take over Anonymous; therefore, for a while they were giving R the cold shoulder.
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Later, when Ice found out, he scolded them, the original members, with a stern face.
Ice didn’t say much, just mentioned R’s capability.
Just that point left everyone speechless.
With R’s ability, even if she wanted to create her own mercenary corps, it would only depend on whether she was willing. There was suspicion she came for that bag of gold, yet she rarely used Anonymous’s money; her equipment was procured by herself. Most of the time, she would hand over all the acquired money to Anonymous for funding.
Anonymous had no obligatory rules; the money obtained outside of a mission could be used personally.
Except for R, who remained an exception within Anonymous.
Often, they even felt that without R’s joining, Anonymous would likely still be weak, unable to have the current confidence.
So, R was a benefactor, a piece of luck for Anonymous.
It’s only natural that the people she brought back treated her well, right?
Flossie nodded.
Raising the brim of her hat, Flossie walked straight towards Ice’s tent, hands in her pockets, unhurried.
Meanwhile, Brody and Sebastian exchanged glances, then quietly approached.
"Do you think the way R walks is professional?" Brody whispered.
"What?" Sebastian was puzzled.
"A professional soldier!" Brody emphasized in a lowered voice.
Her stance was like a pine, sitting like a peg, even in the most leisurely walking posture. Her waist never seems bent. Brody naturally connected these with R’s various skills.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, then put his arm around Brody’s shoulder, "I think it’s really not our place to worry about such things."
"..." Brody looked displeased.
"Hey hey hey, don’t look at me like that, you’re 185cm tall, that expression is too girly." Sebastian exaggeratedly said, and just as Brody was about to lose it, he suddenly chuckled, pulling Brody’s neck towards him, and smilingly asked, "Did people ask you what you did before? Snoop into your affairs? Being together is all about fate, don’t overthink things."
Brody thought about it, and surprisingly found his words reasonable.
No argument possible.
Had to let it pass.
On the other hand, Flossie arrived directly outside Ice’s tent, without calling out, she walked right in.
Ice held a laptop, seemingly playing a video.
A familiar march was faintly heard.
She arched an eyebrow and walked closer.
Ice, who had long noticed her arrival, didn’t even lift his head, directly gestured to the seat beside him.
Then, he placed the laptop on the table ahead.
Flossie sat beside him.
Ice’s fingers danced on the keyboard, starting the saved video from the beginning.
"Eastlandia Peacekeeping?" Glancing at the video, Flossie raised her eyebrows and asked.
"I won’t watch."
Saying so, Flossie was about to stand up.
The deployment of Eastlandia’s peacekeeping forces had not been a one-time occurrence.
But the national situation here, the involvement of other countries’ troops, wouldn’t make much difference.
Flossie had followed the matter and understood it, but since the impact was minimal, she hadn’t paid much attention.
Ice turned his head, placing a hand on her shoulder, and furrowed his brow, "This time there’s special forces."
"Oh." Casually replied, Flossie leaned back in her chair, then suddenly raised her eyebrows, speaking softly, "Testing me?"
His eyes flickered slightly, Ice replied coldly.
There was a trace of probing intent.
However, the reason for showing Flossie the video was because she was quite interested.
"No?" Flossie smiled lightly.
Collecting her gaze, she just intended to speak further, but her sight caught a frame flashing on the screen, and the faint smile vanished without a trace.
In its place, a crease of intensity appeared between her brows.
Instantly, she rose from the chair.
The abrupt movement left Ice slightly surprised.
Then, Flossie grabbed the mouse, rewound the time a bit, and stopped when the frame appeared again.
A familiar figure clearly unfolded before her eyes.
It was only a profile.
Although people could look alike, Flossie could doubt this person’s identity.
She couldn’t doubt a group of people.
The entire team’s members were all familiar to her.
The erect posture, the green military uniform, were all most familiar.
This was Aaron Doom.
Therefore—
This day, the sharp blade was drawn!
It was bound to change something.
— End of Chapter 1914 —