Flossie Wright turned a deaf ear, completely isolating their curses as she waited until the figures of the Blue Team got closer; then she calmly fired a shot.
One person was killed halfway there.
Her location had been exposed; the closer the enemy approached, the greater the likelihood that she would be captured.
In terms of skills, she had more than enough to take out a few of the Red Team's soldiers, but she had seen the speed and agility of the Blue Team, knowing a victory wouldn't come easily.
In the distance—
Lying on the beach, Willie Ash, who'd been "killed," stared up at the sky with wide eyes while connecting with his Captain's communication.
"Captain, I'm dead," Willie Ash said, nearly in a sobbing tone.
"Dead and still talking?"
From the other end, there was the indifferent voice of Glenn Hutchinson.
Grabbing a handful of sand, Willie sat up from the beach, unrelentingly persistent, "Don't you want to know who killed me?"
"Do I need to guess?"