Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Ling Qingyu's action figure seemed like a old veteran, whistling around leisurely in the midst of a battlefield. Though her skills were comparable to special forces yet, she was doing fine, at least in many's perspective.

Even Tang Ziyi admitted she never expected this girl to reach the state so quickly. Having little ammunition and no rooms left to maneuver, everyone was eager to know what Ling Qingyu would do next.

As a lone ranger, Ling Qingyu faced several difficulties. Though she might not have learn art of war meticulously, her high IQ knew her situation wouldn't have happen if she had a single teammate.

Two was never one plus one. It was indeed more than that. Now Ling Qingyu realized the philosophical meaning. Her helpless scenario wouldn't appear, if she had one.

Firing two or three shots to force her enemies into cover, Ling Qingyu moved backward. Because the two parties were shooting on the move and under fire, their shots were no longer 100 percent accurate.

Most of the inaccuracies came from Ling Qingyu. But her moves still had deterrence. Eliminating one of them had dissuaded the operators from thinking lightly.

If the group were replaced by first generation like Su Ruomei's group, Ling Qingyu's life should be long gone. Sometimes, talent and skills weren't the main factor—in the narrow road, the brave wins.

Fear of being eliminated had cut off these girls' capabilities. And Ling Qingyu knew to exploit. However, the scenario didn't look good for Ling Qingyu, who was forced to enter a room while on the run.

She couldn't get out anymore except for returning fire. She didn't choose to enter the room but she was forced to. In the long distance, she had run out of cover except this room.

The opposing side realized Ling Qingyu's disadvantageous circumstance and quickly pursued the victory.

"She's stuck."

"Haha. It's our time now!"

"This slippery guy is now at her ends."

Based on the words, anyone knew how much they had suffered under Ling Qingyu's hand and how much hatred they bear.

Ling Qingyu's face darkened, hearing their voices. Come on, it was only just a game. There was no need to make things serious. She had forgotten her initial mindset of not willing to give in at all.

Somehow, her spine chilled. She might 'die' terribly. What happened later on confirmed Ling Qingyu's guess! But that was a story for later.

Stressed under pressure, receiving incoming fire, Ling Qingyu had strong desire to shoot back but she held back strongly. Not only would her shots be wasteful, but also the situation wouldn't change, given her remaining ammo.

She guessed less than half remained in the current magazine. Noting the impacts coming from the opposition, she even wondered why their ammunition hadn't depleted yet.

In fact, the team leader on the other side had headaches and worries. Their group had used the ammunition more than the level they anticipated. Less than one-third remained.

The consumption drastically increased during the several engagements with Ling Qingyu to either force her to retreat or lock her down. Suppression effect came at a cost.

Fortunately, they were already trained to allocate the resources and managed them accordingly, spread across the team members. Now that Ling Qingyu had been cornered despite again, they were very confident to eliminate her.

The group had forgotten they were played around like ducks by Ling Qingyu last time when they thought Ling Qingyu was trapped. Or maybe they were more prepared this time.

Ling Qingyu checked the magazine and found only 5 bullets remained. She couldn't waste them and sprayed from the doorway with only the gun outstretched.

Not mentioning, their suppression's ability went up. She was certain if she stretched out her hand, her Glock might flew away after being hit.

From top to bottom, they had full coverage. Anything suspicious would be shot instantly. There was no doubt about that.

Under the watchful eyes of many, Ling Qingyu looked upward and the wall around the room. Her lips curled up and her expression became meaningful. Anyone who understood Ling Qingyu knew what her smile meant.

Of course, no one saw her face under full cover.

"Be mindful of the last struggle." The team leader warned and led two comrades to clear the room, while one of them stood outside to cover the sector.

"Yes."

Ling Qingyu had nowhere to run and they began to clear the room from outside. The team leader frowned. Her eyes turned weird. It was too silent and she still hadn't seen the figure. Was the scoundrel hiding in the corner?

She communicated with her subordinates through the eyes. Both understood. This was the worst case, especially this corner fed room, where the threat laid on the two corners.

The leader signaled high-low move and the other nodded. On the count, both peered the corners through the threshold. One of them knelt while the other hovered her arms over, pointing the gun at the opposite direction.

"Clear left."

"Clear Right. Room clear!"

The three entered and searched the room, their eyes dumbfounded. What in the world? Where was Ling Qingyu's figure? How did the figure disappear before their very eyes?

The team leader had a smoking CPU inside her head for a moment, unable to fathom what was going on. She even pushed up her visor and rubbed her eyes to confirm whether her sight had a problem.

"Don't rub. It seems we see something wrong. It might just be the shadow entering. Perhaps she might have escaped long ago." Her comrade comforted.

"Please, if only one saw wrong, I won't say a word. But everyone had seen a small stature entering the room, right?" The team leader asked.

"Well, I'm not sure." One scratched the back of her neck.

"Sometimes, eyes can be deceiving."

The team leader rolled her eyes and shook her head speechlessly. She shouldn't trust her subordinates' words. Who was it that shouted out in excitement the enemy was trapped and they guaranteed with their chests.

"Alright. We still have a bomb to defuse. Let's forget about room clearance and focus on finding the bomb."

"Yes." The group returned to their mission state. Normally, hidden bomb was hard to find in realities but for the sake of simulation and to give some clues, the bomb could be easily discovered along with the loud beeping to declare its existence.

The group put away the reason why the scoundrel disappeared out of their sight, attributing the reason to stress and other probable factors.

The onlookers above had stiff expressions, all of whom were cursing in their mind at Ling Qingyu's behavior.

"Instructor Tang, won't this be regarded as cheating." Someone beside Tang Ziyi asked.

Tang Ziyi's eyes were frozen. Her cheeks twitched, unsure of how to answer. She recollected her thoughts and whacked the tennis ball back. "What do you think? What does everyone think?"

Everyone looked at one another and silently gestured middle fingers at Tang Ziyi's shamelessness. Did they dare say out loud what Ling Qingyu did?

Ling Qingyu was their boss, Okay?! How could these curse words they wanted to spit out come out of their mouth? What if they were remembered and liquidated, though Ling Qingyu might not do it. No one wanted to become Ling Qingyu's eyesore.