Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 140

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Angelina’s POV

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I’d been cooperating with Saffron the entire time. Playing along with her obvious setup. I wanted to see exactly what kind of game she was running.

Turned out it was pathetically simple.

Faulty equipment. Wrong information. Isolated positioning. Then the team retreats and leaves me alone to fail.

I’d expected something more sophisticated. Some clever manipulation that would actually require effort to counter.

But this? This was amateur hour.

Saffron thought she was being smart. Thought she’d created the perfect trap. But she’d just shown me exactly how limited her thinking was.

She played by the obvious rules. Did the obvious things. Made the obvious moves.

In my previous life, people like her died quickly. They were too predictable

The second floor was quiet now. Just the sound of

my boots on concrete.

I paused at the stairwell entrance. Listened.

Footsteps above. At least two people. Maybe three.

I closed my eyes. Took a deep breath.

Let my mind shift. Into the state I used to enter before battles in my previous life.

The tactical instincts. The ability to read a battlefield like it was written in my native language.

Years of experience started surfacing. Fighting packs. Defending territory. eading troops into impossible situations and coming out alive.

This building was just another battlefield. Smaller. Less lethal. But the principles were the same.

I opened my eyes. Started up the stairs.

The third floor landing had one enemy. He was positioned at the corner. Standard defensive stance.

I picked up a piece of broken glass from the floor. Tossed it down the hallway to my left.

The sound echoed. The enemy turned toward it. Moved forward to investigate.

I came around the corner behind him. Paint round to the back. His vest lit up red before he even realized I was there.

“Hostile eliminated, I muttered to myself. Moved into the third floor hallway.

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Four enemies ahead. Spread out in a defensive formation. They’d heard the commotion. Were ready.

But they expected a full team. Expected coordinated fire. Suppression tack cs.

They didn’t expect one person moving alone.

I used the old furniture scattered through the hallway. Desks. Filing cabinets. All pushed against the walls.

First enemy was too exposed. Standing in the open trying to get eyes on me.

I took the shot from behind a desk. Hit him center mass.

His vest went red.

The other three opened fire. Paint rounds splattered against my cover.

I was already moving. Rolled to a new position behind a filing cabinet. Better angle.

Two enemies were clustered together. Bad positioning.

I fired twice. Both shots connected.

Two more red vests.

The last enemy tried to fall back. Retreating toward the stairwell.

I caught him before he made it. Paint round hit his shoulder.

Four down.

I continued to the fourth floor.

Third Person POV

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In the control room, six instructors sat watching multiple screens. Each screen showed different camera angles of the simulation building.

Felix stood in the center. Arms crossed. His expression was neutral but his eyes were locked on one particular screen.

The one showing Aria Sterling.

Instructor Martinez leaned forward in his chair. “Is she going solo?”

“Looks like it, another instructor said. “Her team retreated. She stayed.”

Felix didn’t respond. Just watched.

On screen, Aria moved through the fourth floor. Her movements were different now. More fluid. More confident.

She wasn’t acting like a fifteen-year-old trying to prove herself. She was acting like someone with years of combat experience.

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“Her positioning is excellent,” Martinez said quietly. “Every angle she takes gives her maximum cover and clear sightlines.

The other instructors were all watching now.

Aria disappeared from one camera. Appeared on another. She was using the building’s blind spots. Moving between camera coverage.

“She knows where the cameras are, one instructor said.

Felix’s eyebrows rose slightly.

On screen, Aria deliberately stepped into view of a camera. Stood there for exactly one second. Then moved away.

“What’s she doing?” Martinez asked.

They watched. On another screen, five enemies rushed toward the east wing. Where Aria had shown herself.

But Aria was already in the west wing. Behind them.

She took out three enemies before they realized what happened.

“Smart, Felix said. His first comment since the exercise started. “She used the monitoring system against them.”

Martinez nodded slowly. “That’s advanced tactical thinking.”

“Very advanced,” another instructor agreed.

Aria’s POV

The fifth floor was the hardest part.

Eight enemies guarding the hostage room. Standard defensive perimeter. Overlapping fields of fire.

This was designed for a full team. Multiple entry points. Coordinated suppression fire. Classic military breach procedure.

Doing it solo was supposed to be impossible.

I studied the hallway layout. The enemy positions. The available cover.

Then I looked up at the ceiling.

Old sprinkler system. The pipes were still there even though the building was abandoned. The simulation treated it as functional.

I moved back down the hallway. Found the fire alarm panel on the wall. The red box with the pull lever.

I grabbed the lever. Pulled it down.

Alarms started blaring throughout the building. The sprinkler system activated.

No actual water came out. But in the simulation, it counted as activated. The enemies reacted like they were getting drenched.

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Their formation broke, losing focus on their defensive positions. I rushed in while they were disoriented.

First two enemies went down before they could aim.

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Third enemy got a shot off. Missed. I eliminated him.

The rest tried to regroup. Too late. I was already among them. Close quarters. They couldn’t coordinate fire without risking hitting each other.

Four more down.

The last enemy tried to retreat into the hostage room. I hit him before he reached the door.

Eight enemies eliminated in under thirty seconds.

I moved to the hostage room door. It was unlocked.

Pushed it open. Weapon ready.

Three civilians inside. Actors playing hostages. They were crouched in the corner. Hand

on their heads. Playing their roles.

“I’m here to extract you,” I said. “Stay behind me. Move when I move. Stop when I stop. Understood?”

They nodded. Still in character.

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