Chapter 921
Chapter 921: Episode 062 She isn’t Blind (3)_1
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Sniggers echoed around.
They were faint but seemed to mock her personally.
"Even the sharpshooter among the new recruits lost to the Veteran Soldiers."
"That’s the Captain of both teams, what a disgrace for the rookies."
"See, Flossie Wright isn’t all that impressive after all."
The low discussions landed doubtlessly on her ears.
Flossie Wright’s gaze swept over the ranks in front, her eyebrows arched slightly, a faint smile playing at her lips.
It was quite amusing.
She hadn’t expected that a mere personal contest would attract their attention to such a degree.
If her opponent had been another new recruit, it surely wouldn’t have drawn such notice.
It was evident that the tension between the old and new soldiers had not eased but grew more intense.
Maybe she should begin to take it more seriously.
Morale is something that can affect a lot.
Flossie Wright collected herself and stood up straight, enduring the surrounding chatter.
"What’s all the noise about? Too much free time? Do you want to double the training?"
Drake Easton’s angry shout, magnified through the speakers, silenced both the new and old soldiers.
Since he became an Instructor, nobody dared to mess with him.
Stern, strict, fierce.
With his square face, even in silence, it displayed ferocity, a daunting presence like a king of hell, exhibiting an overwhelming deterrent force.
Among these Instructors, only Drake Easton and Nathan Foster, with their might-is-right attitudes, could keep these new and old soldiers in line.
This was also why Austin Shepherd stayed out of hands-on training and preferred to observe from the sidelines when he had the chance.
Seeing no one dare to respond, Drake Easton’s face softened slightly, he picked up the megaphone and bellowed, "Armored swimming, five kilometers."
Immediately, the rhythmic thud of marching boots arose.
A mass of people surged toward the sea in a mighty wave.
"Flossie, do you want to take sick leave?"
Running up beside Flossie Wright, Becca Reyes frowned deeply, her face full of concern as she asked.
A fever, running, excessive training, and now going into the seawater...
You know, the air temperature is only in the teens, the sea might be slightly warmer, but a dip in it will still leave one completely chilled to the bone.
Too exhausted, Flossie Wright didn’t have the strength to turn her head, but her voice was especially firm, "No."
"Hey, this isn’t a joke," Jocelyn Carrington also ran over, her brows knitted as she looked at her, "What if you get to the middle and... no, with your condition right now, making it one kilometer would be good, but if nobody notices at the time and you accidentally kick the bucket, what then?"
Jocelyn Carrington was blunt, but she spoke exactly what Becca Reyes was thinking.
They were young and could handle some hardship, a bit more exhaustion was bearable if one just gritted their teeth and closed their eyes for a moment, and that would be that.
But the sea was unfathomably deep, fraught with dangers, what if she really got into trouble in those waters?
"It won’t happen."
Responding with a heavy voice, Flossie Wright’s lips twitched faintly.
"Flossie..." Becca Reyes called out again.
So, Flossie Wright simply stopped talking.
Becca Reyes and Jocelyn Carrington said a few more words, but seeing that she had no reaction at all, they exchanged a look and eventually both rolled their eyes, having no choice but to watch her go into the sea.
Little did they know, Flossie Wright didn’t want to rest, she couldn’t afford to.
As Captain, she had to set an example.
Although she claimed indifference to the position, she was still responsible for the honor of fifteen people, and with that sense of responsibility nagging at her, she couldn’t let herself be labeled as "incapable" and make others suffer embarrassment alongside her.
— End of Chapter 921 —