Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1531

Seeing this, James's eyes flashed with the cold detachment of looking at dead men. He couldn't be bothered with these idiots anymore. Instead, he turned and roared at the laborers who were trembling on the sand in sheer terror.

"What are you still crawling around for? If you want to live, leave the cargo and retreat to the ship. Move!"

Amidst the brutal scent of blood and the deafening roar of gunfire, James's voice became their ultimate pillar of support. The laborers, whose spirits had long been broken, were inexplicably subdued by his overwhelming aura. Scrambling up from the muddy sand, they surged madly toward the cargo ship's gangplank.

Meanwhile, Zack was still foolishly leading his dozen men, attempting to use suppressive fire to charge the hill and take out their attackers. But Emmy's position was elevated and easily defensible. Coupled with the pinpoint accuracy of the Shadow Core elites, the bullets seemed to have eyes of their own, completely locking down every path up the mountain. Zack's advance was agonizingly slow. He had barely pushed forward forty feet before a few cold shots forced him to stumble back miserably behind cover.

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At the same time, along the other side of the coastline.

Will and his three teammates darted rapidly through the slick, jagged reef. Even though their bodies were battered, their movements weren't sluggish in the slightest. Soon, they bypassed the crossfire zone and slipped onto a muddy dirt road in the rear. The moment they peeked out, they saw several heavy, armored off-road vehicles parked ahead, surrounded by a ring of fully armed soldiers.

Brett's eyes locked instantly onto the dark insignias on the vehicle doors. He lowered his voice and gasped in shock. "Those are Shadow Core vehicles. They're Shadow Core elites." Sudden realization washed over him. "No wonder their aim was so perfect. If they had been off by even an inch, all those oil drums on the beach would have gone up in flames."

Crouching in waist-high weeds, Zachary wiped the sweat from his face. Frowning in confusion, he asked, "Then who are the soldiers surrounding them?"

Will narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the armbands on the soldiers' uniforms. "They're the Fijian military." His brow furrowed tight with deep suspicion. "This is incredibly bizarre. Why would the Shadow Core be rolling with the Fijian military?"

Quincy tightened his fists, cracking his knuckles as his eyes turned ruthless. "Who cares who they're with. Will, should we follow the captain's orders and wipe them all out?"

Will exasperatedly raised his hand and slapped Quincy on the back of his head.

"You guys have been through hell. Ms. Lincoln has been waiting for you. Hurry up and follow us."

Ms. Lincoln?

Will and Brett exchanged a look, both seeing the utter confusion and shock in each other's eyes. In the Shadow Core, there was only one person who was ever referred to as Ms. Lincoln. Filled with overwhelming bewilderment, the four men followed the guards up the hill.

The moment they approached the concealed position, they immediately spotted the petite figure lying flat on the muddy ground. Emmy was still gripping her binoculars tight. Her long hair, though wrapped in a scarf, was tossed wildly by the wind, and her pale cheek was smeared with dirt.

All four men widened their eyes in pure disbelief, looking as if they had just seen a ghost in broad daylight. Brett even wondered if he had been beaten so badly over the past two days that he was hallucinating. He rubbed his face vigorously and rubbed his eyes hard before opening them again. For an honest and straightforward guy like Brett, his eyes instantly flushed red. He rushed over and crouched down beside Emmy.

"Emmy? What are you doing in a place like this?"