Inside the eight-storey villa, where a new SWAT headquarters led by Su Ruomei was established. One of the office rooms.
Su Ruomei had called Azi to announce the good news so that the troubled girl could relax her string. Never had she felt so relaxed and fulfilled.
Compared to daily boring routines, well except for blood rushing fight with gangsters, Su Ruomei had helped someone in dire need.
Though Azi's reply sounded monotonous when she said thanks, Su Ruomei still sensed gratitude in her bland tone. Another Tsundere character belonging to her group in the future, Su Ruomei thought.
After having finished a phone call, Su Ruomei sat down on the office chair, leaning backward, stretched out her legs above the desk, and whistled lightly with her hands behind her head.
Today was indeed a wonderful day. When Su Ruomei squinted her eyes to take a leisurely rest, her ears perked, hearing commotion outside, shouts and rapid footsteps.
Was there any critical case? People seemed to be in a hurry. Receiving her legs, Su Ruomei stepped outside and grasped one of the guards running along. "What's going on? Some important case?"
"Chief, there isn't anything dangerous going on." The guard, held by a strong arm reacted and quickly answered. She understood Su Ruomei's question. "Don't worry it's just an entertaining commotion."
As the highest leader among the guards, Su Ruomei was quite influential and sisters called her, chief, as a gesture of respect and their willingness to follow her command.
"An entertainment? But you girls don't need to be this hasty, right?" Su Ruomei became more curious with the guards' intense reaction. Fortunately, those on duty stuck to their posts without requiring any further reiterations.
Otherwise, if the entire residence became undefended because of some fun, Su Ruomei would be the first to go crazy.
"Of course not, chief. You might not have heard of the event in the underground cleanhouse. We're having a force-on-force drill." The guard explained.
Force-on-force drill meant a simulated battlefield where the players with different factions shot against each other while sticking to the mission. Instead of a paper target or wooden board, the practice target became a human being, where skills, strategy, and reactions come into the game.
"What's strange with force on force drill?" Su Ruomei said blankly. Initially, she was also shocked on the first day when she saw and experienced guards shooting against each other and under the robot's fire suppression.
This was also the reason why Su Ruomei's expression didn't change when she saw the same scene as Ling Qingyu's group. They had witnessed and participated in the training once under Tang Ziyi's devil-like supervision.
From that day onward, Su Ruomei got used to these drills. Why was her subordinate making a fuss? Not one but an entire group?
"The drill isn't strange but the participants are." The guard said.
"What's wrong?" The voice belonged to Jiang Yu, neightbored to Su Ruomei's office.
"It's nothing. A small show—President Ling will be fighting against our subordinates during force-on-force drill." Su Ruomei turned her head and replied.
"Then, what are you waiting for? Let's go." Jiang Yu dragged Su Ruomei's arm and followed the guard's footsteps.
"???" Su Ruomei's face darkened. What was there to watch with excitement? She mourned for Ling Qingyu, having subordinates who possessed such bad traits to tease their own boss.
While many had the same views that their boss would be abused, some who had seen Ling Qingyu's fast learning pace were looking forward to seeing the miracle. Even then, they were also pessimistic about Ling Qingyu's ability.
In fact, no one except Tang Ziyi believed Ling Qingyu had the strength to resist.
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In the cleanhouse below.
Ling Qingyu, Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning wandered around rooms after rooms to visualize the sketch and structure to plan to defend against the oncoming assault five minutes later.
The new room structure was constructed while the two teams prepared their equipment. Looking upward, Ling Qingyu saw spectators, watching from above and standing on the rectangular iron rail. through a layer of hardened glass.
The onlookers' size grew more and more, causing Ling Qingyu's face to darken. Seeing her expression, Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning laughed till their stomachs ached.
The reason was what Tang Ziyi said to the opposing team before their group entered the cleanhouse.
Tang Ziyi requested everyone to hit hard and not reduce difficulty on purpose because Ling Qingyu was their boss. They must show what the battlefield would look like so that Ling Qingyu could experience it personally.
Anyone seen giving ways would have their future days appeared like hell. Tang Ziyi warned to intensify more training, causing the guards to shiver. Of course, these weren't what caused Ling Qingyu's mood to ditch.
Tang Ziyi promised anyone who struck Ling Qingyu hard would be rewarded with 10,000 yuan, if they scored a hit.
Tang Ziyi must want to disgust her, Ling Qingyu thought. The act of using her own money to ask her subordinates to hit herself, Ling Qingyu wanted to vomit.
Tang Ziyi, wait a few years before she would press her underneath, Ling Qingyu swore.