Fruit Shop Bottle

She is a legend in the world of mercenaries.
She is a myth in the realm of snipers.
The queen of mercenaries in her previous life, betrayed by a trusted friend in a crisis, she lost her life.
Reincarnated in her present life, she became a newbie lost in the bottom rung, only to rise to glory again!
Assigned as a procurement officer? With a heavy burden on her shoulders, she can still take out the elites in a flash!
Doubting her shooting skills? With one shot, she can make you pee in your pants!
Trapped by love? She can reject her fiance without a second thought!
In a life steeped in iron and blood, she forged her legend.
But-
Why did that overbearing, handsome, friendless captain suddenly announce to her, "I will control your life and I will protect you!”
And so, on the road to legendary glory, she even managed to find some time for a romance.
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In this world, some are displaced and some are homeless, but she was moved by this country and found a sense of belonging.
Therefore, she was willing to protect this country, just like she had once protected her own life.
[Hot Blooded Chapter]
There's a legend that in Eastlandia there is a mysterious team-
In the desert, the jungle, the maritime territories, the sky, they excel in triphibious combat. People see them as ghosts, capable of anything.
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A drill, a surprise attack, a massacre.
The sneak attack did not last more than two minutes.
Flossie Wright leaned against a doorway, her expression calm, “Playing so ruthlessly, aren’t you afraid of causing resentment?”
Inside the room, Hutchinson, after extracting the information he wanted, blew the head off of the last living witness with one shot.
Upon hearing this, his eyebrows lifted, his voice careless yet particularly arrogant, “Those who should resent, already do. What do a couple more count for?”
“......”

The Ace Sniper Wife

After that, she left the dormitory and headed for the training ground.


All the male and female soldiers had gone to join the rescue, after all, the group that had returned early was composed of elite troops. Given the urgency of the situation, apart from Flossie Wright and Jessie Grain, the two professional snipers, everyone else had been sent away.


They once again found themselves in a situation where only two people were training at the training ground.


Flossie Wright was doing abdominal rotations on the bar when Jessie Grain appeared beside her at some point.


"What news?" Flossie asked without a pause, maintaining a steady pace in her rotations.


"The rescue," Jessie Grain replied softly, leaning to one side.


"Almost a day now," Flossie stopped her hands on the bar and looked down at Jessie Grain," she said indifferently, "how many bodies have been retrieved?"


Jessie Grain's complexion darkened slightly.


Chapter 1247: The Sinking of the Hanstley River (4)_1