Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Through the scope, Ling Qingyu watched everything unfold with a cold expression. She methodically squeezed the trigger and racked the bolt to chamber another round.

There was no pause as she shifted after every shot once the target was hit. She saw how her bullet ripped through metal doors and penetrated the gang members hiding behind the vehicles.

She saw another man, who fled in horror and completely lost his mind. The terror broke him. Mercifully, she exploded his head.

Later, seeing numerous figures hidden in fright, she picked them off one after another. Luckily, all the images were in black and white contours, preventing her from feeling nauseous at the sight of the gore.

At the same time, Tang Ziyi kept cussing without shooting. She knew what her partner was up to.

The first time Tang Ziyi missed her shot on a particular person was when the latter ducked by sheer luck or instinct.

She remained adamant and didn't want to lose to Ling Qingyu, who hadn't missed a shot yet.

Disciple surpassing master? Not in her time. Tang Ziyi didn't want this reality.

Ling Qingyu had once said she had an angle on the man and was denied. So, she didn't bother to act and eliminated several figures on the loose.

Once only bodies were piled on the road, she shifted her focus to the treeline, ditches, and behind the boulders, where the last survivors stood.

Perhaps due to her shots creating panic, the crowd in the distance began to speed away toward the thicker vegetation, no longer cowering behind cover.

However, Ling Qingyu curled her lips in disdain. They were indeed retreating, but the two forms of retreat—breaking contact and fleeing in disarray—created opposite results.

Fleeing like this only allowed Ling Qingyu to hunt without problems since the herd ran in a general direction still within her sight.

Breaking contact, in the current scenario, would be when the gang members detected the rough direction of sniper fire and conducted preventive measures.

For instance, instead of running without any thought, they should have stayed on the road and made use of the terrain to hide from sniper sight.

The two hills perfectly provided a vast area of hiding spots. If they had made a run for it, they would have had a better chance of survival.

Of course, Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi were aware of their position's drawback. But that was a big "if." The two were confident they could eliminate everyone if they attempted to escape.

Because of Ling Qingyu's threat, Tang Ziyi managed to finally snipe her targets. Ling Qingyu saw a limb fly into her sight and was speechless.

She didn't know whether it was bad luck for an entire arm to jump into her crosshairs. Damn, she wondered if Tang Ziyi did it on purpose.

Not that this bastard hadn't done similar gross actions before. Ling Qingyu complained, "You wasted precious seconds on him, he wasn't worth it."

"I know. As a teacher, I must study my student's progress and watch over her," said Tang Ziyi without blushing.

The city-wall thickness of Tang Ziyi's skin forced Ling Qingyu to roll her eyes. "Yes, yes. You're correct in everything."

"Hmph!"

Soon, more loud bangs of gunpowder explosions and bodies being torn apart followed. As time passed, the violence became sparser until silence remained.

Ling Qingyu sighed at the vulnerability of a human being. Just a little click, and someone died. Destruction was easier than creation.

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Her gaze scanned across the ruined battlefield—broken figurines, missing limbs, holes in the middle, decapitated parts, and more.

Under the pouring rain, Ling Qingyu noticed the white color slowly fading, signifying that their body temperatures were starting to dip as their metabolism stopped.

"Deadchecks?"

"No need." Tang Ziyi relieved herself from the prone position and removed bullets and the magazine. "Even if they survived the carnage, they'll die from their injuries. I suspect none survived our precise sniping."

"Alright, it's your call." Ling Qingyu shrugged.

"Safety first. Remove some parts and store everything in your bracelet."

Ling Qingyu nodded and complied. "What would you have done if the ambush had gone wrong, like if the gangs had spread out and fled, making them hard to hit?"

"Obviously, that wouldn't happen. Even if it did, we might just have a few headaches before we annihilate everyone. Plus, if things went worse, I'd let the containment teams' mortars strike them."

"Holy shit, are you really serious?"

"Anyway, they're too free to serve as a temporary supporting element," answered Tang Ziyi.

"What about the enemy's communication? I think by now, our actions should have been revealed."

"You forget about your daughter," Tang Ziyi pointed out.

"I didn't know she could directly interfere with the network. How about radio communication?" Ling Qingyu never expected Athena's methods to be so advanced.

"As long as she controls the higher command through internet blockage, she can interfere," said Tang Ziyi. "Not to mention, they're also connected to the internet individually. A few might use satellite phones, which are like leakages to her. Even if they're encrypted three times or ten times, it doesn't matter."

"So, this poor group of lambs didn't even send out a distress message?" Ling Qingyu glanced at the ambush site, with small flames burning in the distance.

"Yep. Still, we can't assume that Athena covers everything. We should always expect the unexpected."

"Indeed. I suppose even then, if our enemies knew, we're prepared enough."

"Yep. Now that you've packed everything up, take out the electric dirt bikes. We'll be riding close to the front."

"Damn, I'm going to be your Doraemon from now on. Quickly research space storage." Ling Qingyu complained. "I don't want to serve as a backpack and follow my girls on every mission."

"Sure…" Tang Ziyi smiled.

Helpless, Ling Qingyu flicked her wrist and concentrated on the inner world of the bracelet to take out what Tang Ziyi requested.

Two bikes miraculously popped out of the void. The duo checked their attire for the final time. Tang Ziyi mounted one and pressed the power button.

Ling Qingyu followed suit. Since both were electric, no noise was emitted. Their NVGs allowed them to drive silently in the darkness without light—a perfect stealth roll.

After everything was set, Tang Ziyi took the lead. The two bikes hopped up and down as they traversed through the difficult terrain, where ordinary people would have no idea where to place their front wheels.

In fact, both of their physiques were way above superhuman; their running speed should have been faster than these bikes or even a few types of vehicles, though endurance remained a question.

When Ling Qingyu achieved this state of surpassing mortal limits, she had genuine questions about ancient civilization.

Were the people of old days really as primitive as modern humans anticipated since there hadn't been much technological change?

Or was it that their technology focused on other themes modern humans hadn't yet ventured into?

Or could it be said that humans were moving down the deteriorating path of laziness?

Actually, Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu could run to the destination faster than they could ride the dirt bikes.

"All units be advised: Phase 2 will begin in an hour. Load up and refresh yourselves." Tang Ziyi's voice came through the headset. "Kilo 1, keep track of each Kilo's location and provide support when necessary. Make sure logistics can keep up. The rest, stick to the plans discussed. How copy?"@@novelbin@@

"Kilo 1, copy."

"Kilo 2, copy."

"Kilo 3, solid copy."

…

"How on earth can you keep up with me?" Tang Ziyi's puzzled tone interrupted Ling Qingyu's focus.

"What? Is it that hard?" Ling Qingyu replied without further thought.

Tang Ziyi choked and stopped in her tracks, glancing back. "You bastard. Do you have any idea how much time I've invested to drive this skillfully?"

"No idea." Ling Qingyu parked her vehicle beside her and shook her head.

"One year… One full year."

"I have a feeling you want to brag."

"What do you mean? One year is a lot. Anything new that I want to learn usually takes around a few months. To be perfectly in sync with my bike is another skill issue. You have to ask how many people broke bones before they reached my state."

"Yep, you just wanted to brag," Ling Qingyu said impassively.

"Geez, isn't your focus in a completely different lane?" Tang Ziyi responded speechlessly. "Now enlighten me. How the hell can you drive so well? I was initially slowing things down, and when I noticed you never fell behind, I sped up, and you also sped up. I even suspect if I weren't leading, you might have already overtaken me.

I knew you were skillful when you impersonated a SWAT motorcycle cop, but…"

"So, you were testing me on purpose?" Ling Qingyu's expression showed realization. "Haha, it seems like I've now gotten several skills that surpass yours. My Ziyi must learn more in case her disciple surpasses her in bed."

"Wait, now that you mention it, this scenario seems similar to parachuting. Now, tell me, how long did you have to learn with your mysterious entity?" Tang Ziyi folded her arms.

Ling Qingyu shut up and flipped a middle finger before speeding off.

"Like I expected," Tang Ziyi muttered and followed. "Hey! Wait for me. You don't know where we're supposed to go."

"It doesn't matter as long as I stay away from you!" Ling Qingyu replied through the radio.

"Please, I want to know too. I'm serious." Tang Ziyi begged.

To Ling Qingyu's ears, the sound appeared more like a mockery. "5 years, okay. Five years! So, Miss Genius, don't continue to annoy me."

"Hehehe." Tang Ziyi's happy giggling responded.

Ling Qingyu: "…"