The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 141

**Shadows Hearts by Joseph King**
**Chapter 141: Combat Drill**

Thora ended the call and carelessly tossed her phone onto the nearby table, her gaze fixated on the two squads engaged in an intense live drill. The air was thick with excitement and tension as the soldiers maneuvered, their movements sharp and deliberate.

They were utilizing the Astralis Empire’s specialized paint rounds, which added a thrilling realism to the exercise. Each hit was marked as a “kill,” simulating the adrenaline of real combat while ensuring no one sustained actual injuries.

In the midst of the chaos, Shirley, a sniper renowned for her precision, dominated the field. Her reputation was such that the veterans hesitated to approach her. Anyone who dared to step into her line of fire was swiftly “taken out,” falling victim to her expert marksmanship without a second thought.

The only path to victory lay in neutralizing Shirley, a fact that weighed heavily on the veterans’ minds. They were acutely aware of the challenge she posed, yet Ashton and Harvey worked seamlessly to keep them pinned down, rendering any attempt to reach her futile.

The synergy between Ashton and Harvey was nothing short of extraordinary. One of them orchestrated rapid tactical maneuvers, while the other provided relentless covering fire. They moved together like a well-rehearsed dance, their coordination a testament to years of hard-fought rivalry and training. Even they were taken aback by their own level of synchronization, as if they could anticipate each other’s thoughts.

The veterans, watching from the sidelines, felt their pride begin to crack. It was a sobering realization that each new generation was surpassing the last, and today’s drill was a stark reminder of that truth.

Tristan, a veteran with a strategic mind, paused to reassess the situation. He quickly devised a new plan, sending two of his men out as bait while he gathered his team—his “wolf”—and dashed through a narrow gap, just out of the enemy’s line of sight. With deft movements, he utilized cover to slip into a blind spot, a calculated risk that could pay off.

Maddox, another veteran, was hard at work, calculating angles and infrared vectors to pinpoint Shirley’s exact location. With a swift, decisive motion, Tristan slid in and “took her out” with precision.

Thora couldn’t help but smile, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. Watching the rookies struggle against the veterans was precisely what she had anticipated. Yet, deep down, she knew the truth: in a real confrontation, the veterans would likely falter.

Shirley, with her wolf power ignited, was a force to be reckoned with. In a true battle, she wouldn’t fall so easily. When her abilities flared, she became a formidable adversary, but when she calmed, that very tranquility transformed into her greatest asset.

She was a master of concealment. With her wolf power, she could synchronize her breathing with the environment, lowering her body temperature to blend seamlessly into her surroundings. This made it nearly impossible for sensors to detect her presence. If she survived, the enemy would be paralyzed by fear, unwilling to make a move.

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