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

The bullet left the sniper rifle and in the blink of an eye, it entered the forehead of a pirate.


He, who had just been speaking excitedly, didn't even have the time to react before his life was taken away.


The first thing to fall was the communicator in the pirate's hand, followed immediately by his body stiffening up and collapsing lifelessly backward.


The pirates, previously engaged in animated conversation, saw their comrade fall flat on his back within the blink of an eye, and the bloody mark on his forehead bluntly told them what had just occurred.


There was no time for sorrow, they only had energy for anger!


They were always one step behind, as a group of battle-hardened frogmen had already sprung into action the instant the sniper fired. These sharpshooters took out their pre-targeted foes!


The sound of gunfire was chaotic and unordered.


Chapter 1290: Acting Alone (5)_1