Chapter 569
Chapter 569 Episode 092 Naval Battle (1)
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The intimidating and icy gaze of the man paralyzed the pilot in his tracks, making his breaths uneven.
He swallowed hard as he watched Flossie Wright’s figure fading into the distance, finally casting a cautious glance back over his shoulder.
However, upon meeting the gaze of the man standing not far behind him, his heart trembled exceedingly, as if a massive pressure was surging in his direction. He was compelled to feel like a terrified rabbit, unable to muster any courage to resist.
Finally, he recognized the insignia on the man’s shoulder. It was Glenn Hutchinson, the officer who had been despised by him and his comrades just a moment ago. But now, with this man standing before him, he dared not to believe anymore that this was an incapable officer.
"Officer...Hello."
After a moment of standing there, the nervous pilot finally responded. He carefully greeted Glenn Hutchinson, managing to force a grin onto his face.
Damn it, this officer was downright terrifying!
He had definitely underestimated him!
However, Glenn Hutchinson didn’t take much notice of him, let alone entertained him. After shooting him a warning glance, he simply followed Flossie Wright’s figure into the distance.
By this time, the pilot realized why the officer’s steely gaze had made him feel on edge...
Yet, inexplicably, as the pilot saw the backs of Flossie Wright and Glenn Hutchinson disappearing into the horizon, he subconsciously felt that they made a good pair.
"Hey, did you find out who they are exactly?"
When the three of them were out of sight, the two comrades hiding in the helicopter alighted, gazing at their retreating figures and curiously inquired the pilot.
"Uh," the pilot scratched his head, grinned, and turned to his comrades, "No, that female soldier said, she doesn’t speak with dead men."
Indeed, Flossie Wright had said something similar, but because the pilot was quite chatty, Flossie occasionally responded to him. However, she never revealed any crucial information.
The pilot could’ve shared this basic information with his comrades, but inexplicably, he felt an urge to protect Flossie Wright; thus, he swallowed his words.
However, he hadn’t expected that his mere utterance of the words "female soldier" would scare the living daylights out of his comrades.
"No way, she’s a female soldier?!"
"Holy smokes, why can she fly a plane?!"
The temperature at sea tends to be higher, but in this season, it wasn’t much better. The howling sea wind made their backpacks feel double in weight, making it somewhat difficult to move forward.
Nevertheless, after abandoning the helicopter, the inability of the Blue Army to contact the pilot and the other two meant that they would undoubtedly search for them based on their coordinates. They couldn’t linger here, so they had to hasten their pace.
The pace of Stuart Weston and Becca Reyes wasn’t as fast as theirs, so they wouldn’t be staying here for long. As long as they made it back into the peripheral jungle, it would be hard for the Blue Army to find them, regardless of the number of helicopters and personnel they dispatched, the jungle would provide them the best hiding spot.
Especially as they had Glenn Hutchinson, a man standing at the very top of the army, with them.
"Given their speed, the earliest they’ll arrive is tomorrow morning," Calvin Ramos analyzed while watching Flossie Wright and Glenn Hutchinson who were silent throughout the journey, "Should we wait for them, or do something else?"
— End of Chapter 569 —