Chapter 1992
Chapter 1992: The Revenge Operation Officially Begins (3)
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It’s impossible to obstruct their actions, but saying a word to Perry Reed and Glenn Hutchinson is definitely normal.
After thinking it over, Flossie Wright finally brushed aside all her thoughts, her voice suddenly becoming more serious, "Quick and decisive."
Daisy Deacon felt a bit perplexed.
This girl, why does it seem like...
Is she being obedient?
Like she’s afraid of something.
However, before she could think more, Flossie Wright sped up the motorcycle, nearly reaching maximum speed on this bumpy road, and disappeared in a flash.
Amid the roaring wind, Daisy Deacon couldn’t even utter a word, leaving Flossie to drive like a madwoman.
The faster the speed, the less time it takes. Within a few minutes, Flossie and Daisy reached their destination.
The army Andrew had joined had set up camp in a mountain village, conveniently "protecting" the local residents of that village.
Though they said "protection," it was actually "coercion." They randomly robbed those they fancied and shot those they disliked, using various forms of intimidation and force, leaving the villagers in dire straits.
The target for Flossie and Daisy this time was just Andrew; they didn’t intend to get involved in anything else.
Nor did they want any unexpected complications.
"You survey the surrounding terrain, and I’ll gather intel." Flossie Wright pushed the motorcycle to a concealed spot by the roadside, then instructed Daisy.
"No way." Following behind Flossie, Daisy immediately objected.
"..." Flossie hid the motorcycle and raised an eyebrow at Daisy, "Your suggestion?"
"I’ll gather intel, and you survey the terrain to find a sniper spot." Daisy’s expression was firm, her tone decisive and strong.
"In that outfit?"
Flossie eyed her, exposing her disdain unabashedly.
In a place like this, Daisy was dressed in fashionable denim attire, attracting attention from afar, likely bringing the hot spots of attention right over.
Plus, although Daisy could speak the local language, her linguistic skills...
Flossie couldn’t trust it.
In that moment, Daisy felt utterly and thoroughly disparaged.
"I’ll be right back."
After stashing the motorcycle and tossing her the keys, Flossie approached, patting her on the shoulder soothingly.
Daisy furrowed her brow tightly.
"I promise not to stir up trouble," Flossie added, not very sincerely.
"Don’t die."
After a while, Daisy blurted out with a steel face.
Flossie responded decisively.
Handing her the sniper gun, Flossie headed straight towards the village entrance, waving her hand casually at Daisy as if to reassure her.
Daisy stood at the back, letting out a long sigh.
I’ve done even riskier things with Erina Taylor before, and never worried this much.
As expected —
Once someone dies, you just can’t rest easy.
Daisy pressed down on her hat brim, sweeping away those ominous thoughts from her mind.
Gripping the sniper gun, Daisy lifted her eyes slightly, looking towards the village. Flossie’s figure had already vanished around the corner, the sky becoming increasingly overcast, with dark clouds gathering overhead, foreboding a torrential downpour at any moment.
This was Andrew’s last night staying here.
No matter what, they only had this one chance!
Under the premise of preserving their lives, they needed to take down that scumbag Andrew!
Daisy narrowed her eyes, her entire aura turning dangerous in an instant.
Time to take action!
At the same time——
At the Peacekeeping Base.
Glenn Hutchinson and Perry Reed received the latest news from Ice.
As soon as the satellite phone was hung up, the two’s demeanor changed drastically, their faces darkening to the extreme.
"Assemble!"
"Someone come!"
Voices rang out in unison.
— End of Chapter 1992 —