Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 184

When the footage cut to the hostage rescue operation, Sloane gripped the hem of her dress tightly.

Logan, clad entirely in black tactical gear with an assault rifle strapped to him, descended from the helicopter on a rope like a diving eagle. His movements were as lethal and fast as a bolt of black lightning.

The second his boots hit the ground, his knees bent slightly to absorb the impact. In a flash, he was on his feet, his weapon perfectly trained on the target. Every fluid turn and aggressive advance was packed with explosive power, showcasing the sheer bravery and unmatched lethality of a true soldier.

Sloane felt a surge of overwhelming pride watching him.

Next came the highlights for the logistics and support teams.

Supply lines moving flawlessly, rations delivered on time.

The medical team was shown fearlessly saving lives amidst the simulated chaos.

But suddenly, the screen abruptly transitioned.

It began playing the exact moment Sloane tumbled out of the rescue helicopter and plunged straight into the ocean.

Every single head in the room swiveled toward the medical team's section.

Sloane's face flushed so violently it felt like her skin was on fire.

Did they invite her just to humiliate her?

Or was she being used as a cautionary tale for the whole base?

Finally, the awards segment began.

They handed out the Golden Helmet, the Golden Dart, and various other honors.

Logan stepped up to receive 'The Divine Valor Award' on behalf of his squad.

Just as Sloane was sinking so low into her chair she wanted to disappear, the host on stage cleared his throat, his voice booming over the speakers:

"Alright, folks. In that last highlight reel, I'm sure you all caught a specific clip—we had a medical officer who managed to turn her very first drill into a near-death experience."

The entire hall went dead silent for two seconds before erupting into muffled, collective laughter.

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