Chapter 1915
Chapter 1915: Softheartedness – New Story Event (1)
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Flossie Wright watched the video in Ice’s tent before leaving.
Ice didn’t ask much.
Watching the video felt heavy, but after leaving the tent, Flossie Wright’s mood was much lighter.
On the way back, if she kept thinking about Glenn Hutchinson’s words, now she’s starting to think about something else.
Peacekeeping, maintaining peace, in such a society, is so common.
Coming to West Hare, she’s trying to do some things rather than stand idly by, this is an unconscious behavior, when faced with natural disasters, one would feel something, let alone man-made disasters.
The so-called war is all created by humans themselves.
Unable to stand by, so just try to make amends.
She now wonders, why can’t she just ignore it?
The former Erina Taylor could have completely chosen to ignore.
Because no matter how powerful you are, you alone or a mercenary corps are still powerless against such wars.
And now, knowing clearly that you’re powerless, why still foolishly try to do something?
Past beliefs were crystal clear, but now, after so long muddled, she realized that her actions during this period have gone against her previous beliefs.
She’s using her insignificant strength to do some insignificant things.
Probably truly influenced by that group of people.
Their thoughts and beliefs, their responsibilities and goals, everything they instilled in her, has been subtly influencing her.
Flossie Wright slowly walked through the campsite.
Her tent was close to Ice’s, but she didn’t want to return just yet.
Late October, the weather turned colder, the weather here is unpredictable, once night falls, the temperature plummets, only wearing a denim jacket, she felt a little cold but didn’t pay much attention.
Occasionally, she saw patrol teams, including former members of Anonymous, and some newcomers, they seemed to get along well, greeting one by one, Flossie Wright responded to them all.
𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
This place, built with Ice’s guidance, every spot was planned by her, most skills originated from the Forces, and this unconscious behavior and application constantly remind Flossie Wright of her identity.
She hasn’t retired.
So, she’s still a national Military Officer.
Likewise, she’s the Captain of the Aaron Doom female team.
This is a fact.
Should she go back?
Thoughts flashed to here, Flossie Wright’s footsteps paused.
She stared, slightly lifted her head, her gaze sweeping towards the distant night sky.
The bright moon hung high, stars scattered across under a black backdrop, vast and profound, like those mysterious eyes of a person.
The wind blew, coolly, Flossie Wright squinted her eyes, her gaze resting on a sparkling star to the east.
As if something was guiding her.
The next day.
A little past six, having slept only two hours, Flossie Wright was awakened by the shouts outside.
Fortunately, she didn’t have the habit of sleeping in, Flossie Wright opened her eyes, put on her coat, then lazily walked out of the tent.
Standing outside was Sebastian.
"What’s wrong?"
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Flossie Wright looked him over.
"A woman claiming to be under Silvery says she wants to see you." Sebastian curiously looked at her, conveying the message.
Perry Reed?
— End of Chapter 1915 —