Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 218

Just then, the helicopter's rotor wash suddenly turned turbulent, whipping the ocean water into massive, stinging waves that smashed against Sloane's face, nearly blinding her. Looking up, she realized Danielle was deliberately flying the chopper in tight, erratic circles directly overhead, banking at terrifying angles that would make anyone sweat cold bullets.

"Danielle! What the hell are you doing?!" Captain Grant roared into the radio, furious.

"Just testing the medical team's adaptability in extreme environments," Danielle's tone was breezy and unbothered, though she subtly eased off the stick, allowing the aircraft to stabilize slightly.

*

On a naval vessel in the distance.

Logan was peering through his binoculars, tracking the helicopter in the sky.

Today happened to be his team's maritime training day.

It just so happened that Sloane was running her drills at the exact same time.

And it just so happened that Danielle was the pilot.

The longer he watched, the deeper his scowl grew.

His heart ached as he watched Sloane battling the freezing waves below.

In the ocean.

Sloane gritted her teeth and accelerated her movements.

She knew Danielle was intentionally making things difficult, but she refused to lose focus.

She rapidly completed the triage for all three casualties and keyed her radio. "Triage complete. Requesting hoist extraction!" The helicopter slowly lowered the rescue basket. Amidst the terrifying sway of the aircraft, Sloane helped secure the dummies and carefully rode the winch back up into the cabin.

The moment she collapsed onto the jump seat, she was gasping for air.

Captain Grant ordered, "Casualties recovered. Requesting clearance to land on the nearest naval vessel."

Perfect timing.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Danielle's mouth as she banked the chopper toward the nearby warship.

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