Chapter 567
Chapter 567 Episode 091 Thrilling Dominance Hijacking (2)
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Soon, Calvin Ramos boarded the helicopter, alleviating the awkward atmosphere above. Upon recognising his insignia, the two soldiers instantly started sympathising with him, their unexpected warmth treating him like a pitiful man under some weird officer. Calvin Ramos went along smoothly with their conversation, stealthily prying a significant amount of information about their identities.
Naturally, when Flossie Wright began climbing aboard, both soldiers’ attentions were diverted by Calvin Ramos. Even if they occasionally glanced elsewhere, the imposing presence of Major Glenn Hutchinson standing by the door would inadvertently draw their gaze away. They didn’t have the bandwidth to consider Flossie’s progress.
However, they hadn’t expected that the climbing Flossie would suddenly swing to the front of the cockpit via a rope. Through an open window, she thrust her sniper rifle and shot the unsuspecting man in the head.
"You’re dead."
Before the pilot could finish his curse, Flossie pointed her sniper rifle at his head, motioning for him to remain still. Meanwhile, she opened the cabin door from the inside and swiftly moved in.
"What the..."
Suddenly, the helicopter started shaking. The two soldiers behind, wide-eyed with surprise, barely maintained their footing when two guns were instantly pointed at their heads. Without a moment’s hesitation, triggers were pulled, ending their "lives".
"Who are you?!"
"Fuck, what’s going on?!"
After a moment, the two soldiers erupted with furious roars, looking incredulously at these two "comrades" who had taken them out without explaining!
Bloody hell, they hadn’t suspected a thing. They had kindly helped these three burdens aboard, and seconds later, they were all shot. What the hell was happening?!
Unsurprisingly, both soldiers were utterly perplexed.
"Sorry, we’re the red team."
Calvin Ramos squinted his eyes slightly with an apologetic smile. He was gentle, yet bluntly delivered a cruel answer.
Compared to the injustice of dying from a stray bullet, the feeling of being killed suddenly without ever realising the danger, letting their guard down completely, was extraordinarily unpleasant. It was so outrageous they just wanted to beat the hell out of these two bastards!
"I’m going to fight you!"
One of them, with a particularly explosive temper, rolled up his sleeves without a second word, ready to fight to the death with these two wrongdoers.
However, before he could charge in, two guns were pointed directly at his head.
"Stay still!" Glenn Hutchinson frowned, his imposing aura spread out, "What unit are you from? Can’t you follow rules?!"
Every word was filled with a chilling intent, making them want to shrink back involuntarily.
They were dumbstruck by Hutchinson’s powerful aura. It wasn’t until then that they realised that this "wimpy" and "willful" superior might not be what they had assumed.
In fact, those in the jungle with such insignia were not absent, and many of them were...special forces.
"Sorry, but you’re already dead. I hope you can follow the rules of the exercise."
Calvin Ramos kindly spoke to them with a gentle smile on his face. Though he seemed incredibly amiable, in the hearts of these two emotionally scarred soldiers, this man - with his bright smile and scholarly grace - seemed as ruthless as the grim reaper-like Major Hutchinson standing beside him.
— End of Chapter 567 —