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Ling Qingyu: Who did I offend?

"Alright, you'll stay here trying to protect this area." Team leader referred to the person with orange light on her chest. "The rest will press on. We have no time but to reach our goal. Even if we engage, we'll move on our own pace, not trying to capture that figure, Understood?"

"Understood." Everyone uttered obeying the order.

Those loud murmurs entered through Ling Qingyu's ears, who was waiting around the corners. She also felt anger in their voices toward her.

Ling Qingyu's corner of the mouth twitched. She was helpless. Should she take off all her equipment and declare she was their boss?

Hearing their footsteps, Ling Qingyu knew they were advancing. Although based on movie scenes, the protagonist should always engage, Ling Qingyu thought the opposite.

A respite was needed so that the opponents' vigilance dropped. And the moment to strike would automatically come in. The initiative was always in her hand.

The group immediately cleared the targets in the room, where Ling Qingyu originally was trapped in. Afterward, they pressed forward, reaching the T-junction.

Knowing fully well, Ling Qingyu escaped in the right direction, the one responsible for covering the particular sector became more wary.

The two serving as the point crisscrossed their muzzles and tried to scan as much as they could from the angle inside the hallway; one of them gestured the pistol downward a little and the other mimicked the movement; both stepped forward and instantly switched to their different direction, left and right.

But their heightened vigilance was for nothing except costing extra energy. However, no one complained about their due wariness.

"Right Clear."

"Left Clear."

The team leader assessed and made a decision. "Hold right, we'll be working the left for now."

Because there were more doorways on the right side, any sane person would clear the left where there was only one doorway. Cursing lightly at the disappearance of the enemy, the team leader ordered her team.

The rest were also uncomfortable letting Ling Qingyu escape under their strong pressure. Frankly, they had never met a person as slippery as a loach.

All their precise aim ceased to hit the target. Somehow, they even suspected their opponent could calculate their style, formation, and aiming pattern. If not for impeccable movement, they doubted whether Ling Qingyu was a robot with perfect radar to detect the bullets.

After all, so many new unimagined technologies had been vividly displayed in front of their eyes. If Instructor Tang came in and said the enemy was a newly tested robot, they would believe her words without hesitation.

Hearing the gunfire left behind, Ling Qingyu knew she wasn't followed and slowed down her pace. The reason she wasn't willing to pin the opponents in the hallway was because sometimes to get something you must give up something.

Another reason was to prevent herself from being killed too early. If she stayed in one place, sooner or later that would be her final ending in the simulation.

Now, due to abundant time, Ling Qingyu could plan out her steps before the operators arrived and gave them hell again.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's achievement, Tang Ziyi and the onlookers looked relieved and applauded silently. So much brainwork within a short time frame.

They now understood the difference between people with high and low IQ. Although it was a pity not to see Ling Qingyu's embarrassment except in the beginning, many had new gains, watching the match.

There wasn't any more interesting thing to watch and the show became boring, the eyes were drawn toward another party.

When their glances hovered over Yang Qingyue's duo, their eyelids twitched, because they saw the two policewomen having an easier time, instead of cat and mouse dangerous play performed by Ling Qingyu.

The fight was still going on around the entry point, which was what made everyone who was looking from above speechless.

Some slapped their forehead, feeling unbearable for not being able to defeat the two police members. Most were unwilling, seeing the sisters who trained like them, encountering difficulties.

So, they watched meticulously, trying to place themselves in and discovered, that their situation might not be too different except for fastening the process.

Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning refused the team outside to enter, barring them with walls of bullets.

Two firing at the same time was more fierce than Ling Qingyu. They would hide and shoot from behind cover, making the enemy harder to aim at them.

Not to mention, one additional manpower eliminated the worries and troubles Ling Qingyu faced.

There was a colossal difference between one versus five and two versus five. The chasm was hard to cross.

The two complimented each other's weaknesses. Their growth from childhood together allowed them to reach huge coherence. The teamwork between the two displayed no gap.

Both covered each other's blind spots. When one aimed high, the other aimed low.

When one aimed left, the other aimed right. When one reloaded, the other provided sufficient cover.

They didn't need to communicate verbally. It was as if the two had telepathy ability, understanding what other meant immediately just from the gesture.

The battle for the entry point heated up. Initially, the operators outside planned to waste Yang Qingyue's and Cai Ning's ammunition.

But how could Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning not understand the importance of conservation. Apart from the fierce resistance initially, they switched to gradual suppression, one shot at a time, disgusting their opponents.

Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning could afford to waste time but they couldn't! They must act fast.

However, the operators understood the deep meaning behind this exercise, including the onlookers. Instructor Tang really had so many hands.

The match between the two police officers and their group proved skills didn't matter too much but the equipment and proper preparation were of the essence.

In the offensive battle, the ratio of the troops against the enemy was 3 to 1. In an urban warfare environment, it increased the ratio from 6 to 1. But in a CQB scenario, the minimum ratio was to have 10 to 1 advantage.

However, in this match, except for the skills, Ling Qingyu's guards suffered in every aspect, attacking the defenders. Flashbangs weren't allowed. A shield couldn't be used because this might be too bullying.

The weapons between them and the defenders were pistols. Not to mention, they only had 10 personnels on their side against 3 plus robot targets.

They now knew there would always be people beyond them. Their arrogance probably built up after training so much became steady. Everyone learned a profound lesson today and the onlookers looked at Tang Ziyi gratefully.

This wasn't a knight duel where warriors relied on skills. In a gun duel, everyone had a 50-50 chance even if one of them was more skilled. The results below showed the meaning.

Tang Ziyi: ???

Tang Ziyi was confused, sensing Ling Qingyu's subordinates' grateful gazes. She let Yang Qingyue, Cai Ning and Ling Qingyu participate to deter and show the guards' capabilities, apart from wanting to play with Ling Qingyu.

She was certain after today's simulated battlefield, Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning would give full green lights and freedom of movement without constringent restrictions. If the guards achieved excellent results in cracking down on crimes, more opportunities would open up.

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The battle between Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning vs Ling Qingyu's guards boiled like a spark on the prairie.

Instead of an easier option, the operators had to fight for the domination of the threshold. They fired and ducked back, then fired again until finally, the team leader ordered full suppression.

Since they had pretty much cleared the area from outside but were unable to breakthrough the entrance and knew there were no no-shoot targets, they let go of their hands.

Pre-fire everything before exposing themselves. It miraculously worked. Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning weren't immune to bullets flying past them, even if the shots were inaccurate. Nobody was trained to be resistant to the air whips.

Both knew they had to fall back. Yang Qingyue said. "You first, I'm covering!"

Yang Qingyue poured all the casing inside her Glock quickly. Without needing any signal, Cai Ning ran back a couple of meters, stopped behind cover and opened fire the same way, then exclaimed. "Set!"

Yang Qingyue knew it was her turn. She also rushed back and inserted another magazine, reloading on foot. Once she attained a strong position, the same process occurred. Both gradually egressed on their retreat path to avoid the dangerous scenario experienced by Ling Qingyu.

Despite seemingly repulsing several attacks easily, Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning had different ideas, contrasting the onlookers' judgment. Their close experience told the two how difficult were Ling Qingyu's subordinates.

While others, including their opponents, might think the two were relaxed, both had sweaty hands. Only after fully disengaging from the operators, they heaved a sigh of relief.

Moving the visors up, both exchanged glances and broke out into laughter. The two wiped the sweat near the eyes, that were affecting them. Cai Ning and Yang Qingyue felt this was the happiest moment since their childhood.