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"Absurd!" General Tang slammed the nearest piece of furniture. "Unless every soldier in this operation is a super soldier, annihilating this syndicate gang is a dream! Tell them to evacuate immediately."

What General Tang didn't know was that her description of super soldiers wasn't wrong. Out of 100 personnel, 80 belonged to Spirit Fox, and they were extraordinary. So, the impossible mission was indeed possible from the very beginning.

"…But… but… the commander of the operation ignored our words," the assistant almost wanted to cry. Did the general not know that he had already explained this before? He wasn't a fool to repeat himself to the special operations unit to emphasize the evacuation notice.

"Then, inform my men to withdraw on their own. I allow them to do so," General Tang exhaled heavily. The assistant left to relay the order.

She wasn't relieved for long before the operators started troubling her mind. Although the mission was covert and even hidden from her superior, she still had access to the satellite network to monitor its progress. Many military staff were busy tracking the entire operation, even though they weren't directly involved.

From above, a chaotic battlefield seemed to be unfolding on the ground. The reason she let her own special forces unit participate was for experience and to investigate the depth of the recently popular Spirit Fox. Despite merely operating in Province N, their prestige had reached every military department interested in elite tiers.

The assistant returned with an embarrassed expression. General Tang frowned, waiting for his report. "General, your men request to stay. I've informed them about the dangers and complexities, but they decided to remain on the grounds of rescuing their remaining comrades."

"Huh… remaining comrades…" General Tang wanted to scoff but sighed at her subordinates' choice. She didn't blame them too much—morals and conscience versus orders and rationality. "Didn't you warn them of our stake here? Even if we successfully suppress the gang, incoming reinforcements won't show mercy. Our words will be useless by then."

"Yes, ma'am." The assistant nodded. "I've already laid out these consequences, and they accepted them. Besides, they said they trust the commander of this operation to have considered these possible scenarios."

"Oh…" General Tang was stunned to hear this. Had her troops been swayed by an outsider? What was more shameful was that the commander's surname was also Tang! Nonetheless, she calmed down and realized Spirit Fox was a private armed group. There was no reason for them to sacrifice themselves without sufficient interest.

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Based on her talks with Tang Ziyi and the background analysis of Spirit Fox operators done by intelligence personnel, these female soldiers were very righteous and protective of their own. She had read files about their relentless pursuit, clashing with the military to capture the culprits who had 'injured' their companions.

So, Tang Ziyi wouldn't waste and risk her teammates' lives, suggesting they had several methods to deal with reinforcements from adversaries or watchers looking to take advantage.

"Okay, let them know their choices. Once made, there's no going back," General Tang relented helplessly. These bastards knew how to find trouble for her. It was easy for them to say wars were fought by sergeants and corporals, but she had to wage battles with politicians and face pressure from above. If the mission went south, she was done for. She had to resist and make appropriate plans to ensure her subordinates' safety. It wasn't as easy as it looked to command the troops and make extreme decisions.

One wrong step, and her future would be over—imprisonment and sentencing were likely. This was the price to ensure her subordinates were protected. Although she hadn't conversed much with Tang Ziyi, she decided to trust this stranger who provided a sense of security. Anyway, the primary objectives had been accomplished beautifully.

"Three days," she muttered. It seemed like she was in for three more sleepless nights.

6 hours later, far away from Province N, in foreign land.

The war intensified. Sparks of gunfire lit up the building corridors. The fight had escalated. As time passed, the gangs regrouped and launched several counter-offensives instead of blindly defending, especially when they realized they were losing miserably and were encircled. They had no idea who their attackers were, but their goal was extremely clear—to wipe them out of existence.

Every move they made was ruthlessly crushed by Spirit Fox, like a stone wall standing strong and stable against tidal waves. The gangs were pushed back, losing territory whenever they launched an attack. They didn't dare rest because the enemy never stopped advancing, except for a few short pauses to recharge.

In every aspect—individual fighting techniques, small team tactics, battlefield strategy, intelligence, morale, and firepower—the gangsters were outmatched. How could they defeat Spirit Fox when they didn't even know who they were up against?

Forewarnings from Athena when necessary, plus Spirit Fox girls' scouting advantage due to small drones, kept everyone prepared against ambushes. Compared to conventional urban warfare, where attacking forces got dragged into a quagmire, Spirit Fox's achievements were remarkable, particularly when technological advantages were in play.

With night vision and Spirit Fox's accuracy, the outcome of the war was already determined—it was only a matter of time. Combined arms tactics with armed technicals working closely with infantry left the gangsters with no chance. Athena didn't directly communicate with individual operators unless it was an emergency. She merely relayed information from the surveillance drones and mini-drones, connecting them into a large network that displayed on each operator's visor.

In their vision, human contours appeared, allowing the operators to see through walls in a way. Although technically, they couldn't see the enemies, Athena used her computing power to draw these images. For instance, enemies hiding behind walls or inside buildings were quickly discovered by mini-drones, including non-combatants. When there were no civilians present, Spirit Fox suppressed heavily at any holes until a team smashed in and eliminated the armed gang members. Otherwise, they acted cautiously and used hostage rescue tactics, behaving more like civilians rather than violent military aggressors.

Sporadic gunfire set the rhythm. Occasionally, when both parties met head-on in a mighty formation, heated exchanges ensued, resulting in gangsters' losses.

Kilo 7, tasked with logistics, moved in and out of the city, transporting supplies and ammunition. The high-stakes, stressful environment drained energy, so with Ling Qingyu's help, Tang Ziyi provided the best comfort and care—water, juices, food, snacks, etc. Spirit Fox's morale and comfort were high. Even Kilo 9 and 10 from the military were a little dumbfounded by the treatment, though Tang Ziyi had reduced their portion on purpose to avoid exposure.

The fighting on the outskirts and edges of the city had quieted down. Only the inner circle stood against Spirit Fox's assault. Tang Ziyi estimated that the battle would end within another 12 hours.

Tang Ziyi held a radio in her hand as she communicated with other teams. Watching the screen from a distance, she was able to give succinct and appropriate commands. Drones had truly changed the nature of warfare, especially when combined with Athena. One drone could alter the tide of war, and with so many machines flying around, the commander could monitor their troops much more efficiently compared to the old days of relying solely on subordinates' descriptions.

Quick, accurate, and efficient.

Tang Ziyi sighed helplessly as she looked at the lazy figure beside her. Ling Qingyu was leaning her entire body against the table, her legs dangling in the air from the knees. One hand was behind her head as a cushion, and the other held a tablet. Tang Ziyi was sure she wasn't watching anything serious.@@novelbin@@

While others were working nonstop, Ling Qingyu's casual whistling annoyed Tang Ziyi, making her grit her teeth. She long wanted to throw a radio at her. Instead of helping, Ling Qingyu seemed to enjoy her struggles. Tang Ziyi had to argue with General Tang on the line, making up lies about the weapon channel and preparations before the group set off on the Y-20 aircraft.

She heard multiple snickers from behind during the conversation. If not for the important matters at hand, Tang Ziyi would have dragged Ling Qingyu away to make her pay.

In reality, Ling Qingyu, the supposed culprit, was wronged. She was indeed accused of uncharged crimes she hadn't committed. Her behavior was entirely different from what Tang Ziyi thought. The reason she couldn't look away from her tablet was the pictures and data of the latest gunship model, which had her practically drooling.

No way, since she learned driving skills of every machine, including aircraft, she had the urge to pilot the new model. Worse when she saw it with her own eyes.

Despite having observed with only night vision devices, the sharp and futuristic contour appealed Ling Qingyu. Since then, she beckoned Athena to transfer its data so that she could read and guesstimate the gunship's prowess.

Indeed, the specifications and armaments forced her mouth agape. It had been a while before she would now own her own helicopter fleet. An aircraft, outclassing the world.

Within a year, her plan to form a formidable mercenary was very close. Unlike those that posed no threats to the nations' army, her own should rival many small countries.