Chapter 934
Chapter 934: I Have the Ability to Beat You Down (4)_1
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Soon, a line of people marched majestically toward their dormitory.
"How did he manage that?"
Becca Reyes leaned close to Flossie Wright and asked in a low voice, her admiration undisguised.
There were a total of fifteen people here, causing a commotion, voicing protests with just a few words said. But Sandy Cruz had over two hundred people, more than ten times their number, yet overnight, he had them completely subdued. It was almost against the natural order.
Shrugging her shoulders, Flossie Wright hooked her lips and slowly said, "Violence."
After hesitating, Becca Reyes thought of the scene where he had beaten up the veteran soldiers and her mouth twitched slightly, but she did not make another sound.
Violence...
It was exactly the same method used by Flossie Wright.
With a smile on her lips, Flossie Wright glanced towards the dormitory across from hers. Unintentionally, her eyes met a pair of indifferent yet defiant ones. She was slightly startled and when she looked carefully again, all she saw was a tall and straight retreating figure.
Noticing the movement around her, Flossie Wright withdrew her gaze and glanced at Cherry Hamilton, who was gasping for breath as she stood up from the ground.
"Back to your position."
Walking to the center of the formation, Flossie Wright spoke indifferently, ignoring Cherry Hamilton’s resentful gaze.
A few people were dissatisfied in their hearts but still obeyed the order.
"Nothing else, mainly because I don’t like to be held back," her gaze swept emotionlessly over their faces, Flossie Wright spoke calmly, "You all know how the captain of the veteran soldiers opposite us resolved conflicts a week ago, right? I don’t like trouble and I’m not fond of persuasion, so I will only tell you one thing—"
She slightly turned her head and looked at the angry Cherry Hamilton, then her tone hardened and she said coldly, "Do not hold me back, not even half a kilometer! You can believe that I have the ability to knock down everyone here."
When she spoke, Flossie Wright stood under the faint light, her body seemingly coated with a cold sheen. The words she uttered were not overtly tense or oppressive, but an unspoken chill rose from the bottom of their hearts, making them shiver.
Even Jocelyn Carrington and Becca Reyes felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Suppression, silence, tension.
Faced with such a threat, not one dared to speak up.
They didn’t doubt Flossie Wright’s boast, because there was simply no need for her to do so.
Their prior knowledge of Sandy Cruz’s use of violence to solve conflicts had led them to expect some form of reprimand from the instructor, but surprisingly, the instructor hadn’t even mentioned it.
It was tacit approval of such behavior.
Naturally—
If Flossie Wright were to employ the same method, no one would stop her.
Thinking of Flossie Wright’s past accomplishments, where she single-handedly took on dozens of veteran soldiers, her fierceness was something they could not even begin to compete with.
Especially in the recent training sessions, where Flossie Wright had surpassed them in every discipline, only Belinda Nichols and Cherry Hamilton could barely keep up with her pace.
After a moment, Flossie Wright frowned and asked in a stern voice, "Any objections?"
𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Over ten people shouted resolutely.
Only Cherry Hamilton kept her mouth shut tightly, stubbornly not saying a word.
Noticing her silence, Flossie Wright didn’t take it to heart and spoke succinctly, "Dismissed."
Having said that, she turned and walked toward dormitory 105.
Belinda Nichols, Jocelyn Carrington, and Becca Reyes followed closely behind, and soon the door to dormitory 105 was shut again.
The line of people left in the corridor stood in silence, looking at each other, seemingly still caught in that oppressive atmosphere, unable to recover.
Cherry Hamilton was so frustrated that she almost ground her teeth to dust.
Dormitory 105.
Mariana Buck and Jessie Grain had already gone to bed, but it seemed they were awakened by the others, as none of them were asleep either.
Mariana Buck turned over on the upper bunk, facing the wall, while Jessie Grain sat up, greeted the others, and then lay back down to sleep.
"There’s an emergency assembly tonight, why don’t we just not take off our clothes?" Jocelyn Carrington suggested in a low voice as she lay on her bed.
Standing in front of her own bed, Flossie Wright began to unbutton her shirt and said faintly, "There is no emergency assembly."
Jocelyn Carrington was puzzled, "But Pastor Instructor said..."
"He was lying," Becca Reyes said, looking at her helplessly, cutting her off.
"Huh?" Jocelyn Carrington was astonished, taking a while to come back to her senses.
"Are you dumb? The training will proceed as planned," Becca Reyes explained with a mouth twist, "Flossie checked it out. There’s no emergency assembly this week, otherwise, it would mess up the whole plan."
Jocelyn Carrington suddenly understood.
However, in the end, she still didn’t take off her clothes, kicked her shoes away, and lay on her bed to roll over and fall fast asleep.
After the evening training, they had a twelve-kilometer armed cross-country, which was no joke.
Too exhausted to care about anything else.
Jocelyn Carrington and Becca Reyes’ beds were next to each other. Just as Becca Reyes took off her clothes and got into the blanket, she saw Jocelyn Carrington’s carefree sleeping form, shook her head helplessly, and didn’t bother with her anymore, directly curling up in the blanket to sleep.
After taking off her clothes, Flossie Wright stood by the bed for a moment, watching Becca Reyes lie motionless, her brows slightly furrowed, but she made no further movements.
Not knowing whether she had completely let her guard down.
Soon, Flossie Wright and Belinda Nichols also lay down.
And fell into a peaceful sleep.
That night, indeed, there were no disturbances.
"Beep——Beep——Beep——"
The wake-up call sounded half an hour early.
In a rush, more than three hundred people got up, dressed, and assembled, all within three minutes.
On the small parade ground, they saw Austin Shepherd for the first time during the morning exercise.
He stood beside a jeep, with the streetlight slanting across his body, his face sporting a smile like a breath of spring, looking as if he was in a good mood.
However, the stack of attendance sheets and a signing pen in his hand made them tense up slightly.
It was for real!
"Armed cross-country, five kilometers, twenty minutes," Drake Easton announced from the front of the lineup, and as soon as he spoke, he pressed the button on his stopwatch.
Immediately, no one cared about the so-called lineup or scores anymore. They took off running wildly forward.
"Drake, get in!"
Rowdy Brightwill popped his head out from the driver’s seat, waving cheerfully at Drake Easton.
Watching the group race off into the distance, Drake Easton put away his megaphone and walked towards the jeep.
— End of Chapter 934 —