Flossie Wright's performance was erratic, hovering above the passing line as if it depended on her mood.
Her condition was elusive.
However, in this kind of outdoor survival related to actual combat, Flossie Wright always managed to surprise and impress others.
As for her, Ella Pemberton had already mentally prepared herself.
"Is she really that good?"
Hearing the tone in Ella Pemberton's voice, the observer became quite curious and hurriedly asked.
"Hmm," looking at her, Ella Pemberton nodded her head, "Very good."
Such a decisive answer made both the observers and snipers puzzled for a moment, and they couldn't help but look at each other, exchanging their doubts.
Since she could get Captain Pemberton's affirmation, it would seem that her strength was indeed very strong.
But—
Why did they feel that she was so strange?