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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1591

Chapter 1591

"Prepare to ambush them," Otis ordered coldly.

On the other side.

Luther, Joyce and Chris led people to the abandoned airport.

Tonight there were no stars or moon. In the wilderness, darkness was like a giant cover, and you could hardly see your fingers. Only the howling wind shuttled back and forth.

They all took out night vision goggles and wore them.

The special forces rushed to the front, protecting them while paving the way forward.

Chris, wearing night vision goggles, surveyed the surrounding environment and doubted, "Can this take off? Are you sure? I can't even see the runway."

"It would not be Otis's work if it were so easily discovered," Joyce said with increased vigilance.

Luther agreed, "I feel it must be here. Mr. Hurley, didn't you see the tire marks on the ground just now? And the crushed thorn bushes? They were all newly caused."

Suddenly Joyce stopped, "Listen, there's movement."

Professional snipers often have a higher sensitivity to sounds.

Chris closed his eyes and discerned, "45 degrees left front."

Luther pointed, "There, it looks like an oil depot."

Joyce immediately took out her gun, fully alert, lightened her footsteps, and approached the oil depot step by step.

"Be careful of ambush," Luther said in a low voice, "The quieter it is, the more wrong it is. You are behind me."

Joyce shook her head, "No, I have to be in front of you."

Chris glanced at them silently, "Alright, I'm in the front. You two stay behind."

After all, Luther was not a professional soldier. Joyce was pregnant. Seeing Luther's worried face and being extra careful to protect Joyce everywhere, afraid that she would get hurt, he had been feeding the dog all the way. He was almost unbearable.

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