Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

As Nick raised his hand, 24 darkened screen surveillance cameras lit up all at once. The monitor screens showed the surveillance of the whole building, including the KTV and the back kitchen.

Hiding on top of the ceiling at the end of the fourth floor corridor, Ye Jian suddenly felt as if she was being watched by someone. A sense of terror crept over her instantly.

She looked down towards the faintly flashing green emergency light and saw a pinhole-sized red flashing light. That was an infrared night vision camera!

Heart sinking, Ye Jian suddenly understood the reason why no more gang members came out here after she had killed two people and fired gunshots.

The two people she killed were just merely pawns which could be used as scouts during critical times and be disposed at any time.

“Girl, there is a little problem outside, wait on the ceiling and do not move.” Xia Jinyuan lightly said to her, “Hide well. Before I tell you to move, you must hide well.”

“Okay, I understand,” Ye Jian softly answered. She then shared her findings of the surrounding to the soldiers on the public channel. “If I am not mistaken, the whole building is filled with infrared cameras... and infrared sensors.”

By this time, Xia Jinyuan was siting on Xu Yu’s shoulders and modifying an infrared sensor. He was wearing a half-fingered combat glove and gripping on a delicate but sharp knife with his mouth.

After hearing her voice, Xu Yu smiled. “We are currently fixing it, don’t worry. It will only take a minute.” This girl’s sensitivity is really sharp.

He turned off his microphone and said to Xia Jinyuan, “Not bad for a girl to detect it under this kind of circumstance.”

“That’s for sure, considering who spotted her.” Xia Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled softly. Under the helmet, his handsome face was calm with a wisp of gentleness. “Hide well, I am currently fixing a problem on the third floor.”

This building was Nick’s headquarters. Previously, the International Police insisted that his headquarter was in Melbourne. After futile attempts to persuade them otherwise, the Chinese decided to leave it as is.

They would each act on their own.

Had the Chinese soldiers listened to the International Police, they would have died even with a body made of steel!

“K7, say something. I am a little tired from hanging up here. The blood is rushing to my head, and also to... Cough. Cough.” J5 spoke on the line again and G3 punched him in the chest before he could finish.

...

What he meant to say was that blood was also rushing towards his manly body part.

Now another K7, were they using the English alphabet as name codes?

Ye Jian did not think much into J5’s unfinished sentence, instead, she focused on K7, who had never spoken a word.

About a minute later, K7’s lethargic voice came through. Upon hearing it, Ye Jian found it terrifying with a sense of dreadfulness.

“You guys will live; they will die.” This was K7’s original words.

Rubbing his chest and arms, J5 flipped over and said, “Every time I hear you talk, I feel like a dead person on the surgery table waiting to be dissected by you.”