Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen

Chapter 76

She stood there, squinting at a line of obvious footprints on the ground.

She spit out the weed in her mouth, squatted down, and touched the moisture of the prints.

Judging by the force at which the leaves were pushed into the mud and the residual moisture in the footprints, these were the tracks of an adult male over 1.8 meters tall and weighing about 170 pounds.

And he must have just left.

Likely, it was that tanned dude.

Eileen lifted her head again. The sniper rifle on her shoulder felt a bit heavy, she shifted it to the other shoulder and darted forward.

As she passed through the jungle, she occasionally saw some monkeys. This area must be their habitat.

Ten minutes later, Eileen caught up to the creek and spotted a tanned man.

The faint scent of blood wafted into her nostrils. The man was washing his blood–stained hands in the creek, a rifle slung over his back. Eileen shifted her gaze and saw two tightly bound, bleeding monkeys at the man’s feet.

After washing his hands, the man stood up. He hoisted the two monkeys with his rifle, mumbling, “These two monkeys should feed me a couple of days.”

Looks like he left alone to find food.

Eileen quietly set up her sniper rifle.

“Someone’s here!” The man shouted in alarm.

Eileen squinted and immediately pulled the trigger.

With a “whoosh“, the man’s right leg gave way, a spray of blood erupted from his thigh, and he went down on his knees.

Realizing he was ambushed, the man quickly rolled to one side and hid behind a large tree.

Eileen remained motionless.

A drone overhead recorded her every move, projecting it onto a screen in a camp outside the jungle and into the official live room of the central network.

The officer’s eyes were filled with shock.

With his hands behind his back, he commented, “Her aim is pretty damn good.”

After a while, he said again, “Get someone to look into her background, see if she’s had any military experience. A regular civilian shouldn’t have had any chance to handle firearms.”

Live room.

–[What the hell is going on?]

–[Did she really just fire a gun?]

–[So this isn’t scripted? Twitter’s all over her now!]

-I saw someone dig up the identities of these guys. They seem to be international criminals.]

–[Who’s the guy with the blurred face? The one who’s with Egbert’s teammate right now.]

–[No idea about that one. His face is blurred, who can tell who he is?]

–[So, Eileen and Egbert really ran into terrorists, got kidnapped, and then killed them?]

–[I’m seriously shook. I thought it was a script crafted by the producers, especially since the broadcast didn’t stop…]

–[Why is the production team so calm after such a major event?]

–[Are variety shows always this hardcore? A combo of ten celebs and ten rookies, is this really a militarized variety show?]

–[I’m an intern at the station, and I heard that this was indeed a militarized project. They originally planned to make it a documentary, but

due to financial issues, it became a variety show. But the station had no experience with live variety shows, and they even struggled with marketing after the show started, almost leading to a flop.]

–[Wow, that’s incredible! I’m gonna keep watching!]

Ah! Egbert is coming over!!]

Hearing faint footsteps behind her, Eileen immediately turned around, aiming her rifle at Egbert.

Egbert stood there, calmly looking at her,

Eileen frowned, turned back around, and continued to keep an eye on the man hiding behind the tree.

Egbert walked up and squatted beside her.

“Why are you here?‘ Eileen asked, a bit annoyed.

Egbert also looked at the tree on the other side. He could see a figure behind the tree, but he couldn’t make out what he looked like.

He said, “Because I was worried about you.”

Eileen pursed her lips and said nothing more.

At this moment, the man behind the tree seemed to relax, possibly because he didn’t hear any movement. He cautiously peeked his head out, gun in hand.

“Whoosh!” The sniper rifle fired again.

“Hmm.” The man was quick to dodge, but his shoulder was still hit!

He clutched his wounded shoulder in pain and shouted in his native language, “Who are you?”

Eileen snickered and shouted back, “Your daddy.”

The tanned man cursed, “Damn it!”

Perhaps out of anger, he leaned out from behind the tree.

“Whoosh!” Eileen fired another shot.

A bullet grazed the man’s back, leaving a trail of blood.

He instantly moved back behind the tree, not daring to move recklessly, while feeling astounded. He didn’t expect the other party’s aiming to be so precise.

He made such a small mistake, and it was seized by the opponent!

He knew he couldn’t go on like this. The tanned man raised his gun and started firing wildly.

Egbert squinted, about to cover Eileen’s head, but she had already pushed his head down first, forcing him to duck, while she also ducked.

Egbert was speechless.

After a while, the gunfire stopped.

Eileen raised her head and saw the tanned man limping into the deeper parts of the jungle.

Eileen immediately stood up, about to give chase, but when she passed the two bloodied and dying monkeys, she paused.

(Those poor monkeys are going to die.] ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

[Animal lovers strongly condemn this!]

I can’t watch this, please move the camera, I don’t want to see small animals dying in front of me.]

Egbert walked over and saw Eileen looking at the two white monkeys.

He was silent for a moment, then he suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes.

Eileen was surprised and turned to ask, “What are you doing?”

Egbert calmly/said, “Don’t look.”

Eileen was puzzled, “Why not?”

Egbert soothed, “Birth, old age, sickness, and death, these are all parts of life.”

Eileen firmly said, “No, they won’t die.”

With that, she put down her gun, and untied the ropes around the two white monkeys.

Then she checked their wounds and said to Egbert, “There are some Ink Berries over there, go pick some. I gotta do a little surgery on these guys ASAP, can’t let them kick the bucket.” After saying that, she pulled a folding knife from her pants pocket, gave it a casual wipe, and began to shave the hair around the monkey’s wound with the blade.

Egbert watched her skilled movements, spaced out for a moment, before asking, “You know…how to do surgery?”

Eileen answered calmly, “Yep,” as she focused on shaving the monkey, she added, “I can do surgery.”