The Ace Sniper Wife

Chapter 1990: Chapter 1990: The Revenge Operation Officially Begins (1)

Flossie Wright and Daisy Deacon left the Campsite and went straight to where Andrew was located.

This location was information they had just received that morning. Before Flossie Wright arrived, Daisy Deacon had been discussing this matter with Ice.

Daisy had intended to go by herself since resolving the matter with Andrew could be handled by her alone. Unexpectedly, Flossie Wright appeared, using the most childish method, and Daisy had no choice but to let her tag along.

The situation was not much different from that with Gavin and the Red Revolution Army, except Gavin was in a state of cooperation with the Red Revolution Army, whereas Andrew had taken a group of people to directly seek refuge with a different force.

The scale of this force was clearly not on par with the Red Revolution Army. According to intel, Andrew had sought asylum with a group of just over a hundred people, bringing a large cache of firearms. That force was still relatively weak, so the two of them should be capable of handling it.

After all—

They didn’t need to annihilate everyone!

"What did you learn in the Forces?"

Sitting on the back seat of the motorbike, Daisy Deacon was touching Flossie Wright’s bones while frowning and asking her.

The skeletal frame wasn’t as robust as before.

The body had weakened considerably.

Muscle explosive power was still okay, but not as formidable as before.

Tsk.

Not up to par with before in every way.

Although she knew she shouldn’t, Daisy still silently despised Flossie in her heart for a moment.

"A lot."

Focused on driving, Flossie took a moment to reply to her.

As soon as she spoke, the wind tore her voice into pieces, leaving only a faint sound reaching Daisy’s ear, requiring concentration to discern.

"Special forces?" Adjusting her position, Daisy tightly wrapped her arms around Flossie’s waist, resting her chin on Flossie’s shoulder.

Ensuring her voice could clearly reach Flossie’s ear.

"More or less."

Flossie responded nonchalantly.

"How’s life in the Forces?" Daisy asked, idly lifting her eyes, continuing her questioning.

Flossie shot her a sideways glance in her free time, and seeing that "clingy" look, couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"Very interesting." Flossie evaluated with a hint of partiality.

Life in the Forces...

Of course, it wasn’t all that interesting.

The monotonous and tasteless training, relentless assessments, and various trivial and petty matters all made Flossie very weary, but there were some enjoyable events too.

Messing with those incompetent guys, seeing progress in physical fitness over and over, even the various strategic simulations.

There were things she liked and things she didn’t. Thinking back to that stable life with Aaron Doom, her mood inexplicably calmed.

Thinking about it before didn’t seem very real.

"Is that guy of yours in the Forces too?" Daisy asked with a touch of gossip.

"Yeah." Flossie responded plainly.

"Bro?" Daisy leaned over to her ear and asked with a raised eyebrow.

"..." The image of Glenn Hutchinson’s face flashed through Flossie’s mind, her face turned slightly grim, pausing to salvage Glenn Hutchinson’s image. After giving it some thought, she changed the word, "Uncle."

"How old?" Daisy raised an eyebrow.

Thinking, Flossie roughly replied, "Almost thirty."

"..." Daisy was silent for a moment, and after a while, knocked on her helmet helplessly, "Girl, have you forgotten how old I am?"

"..."

Reminded, Flossie blinked her eyes and suddenly thought of something.

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