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Abandoned Third Chemical Plant in the southern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Under the blazing sun, the asphalt road surface was scorching hot, and the air was filled with a mixture of engine oil and weeds.

Today is the day of a joint live-fire exercise between the Jiangcheng Municipal Public Security Bureau and the Provincial Public Security Department's task force.

More than a dozen black SWAT vehicles were parked at the scene, and fully armed assault team members lined up outside the factory. Each one stood ramrod straight, exuding a menacing aura.

Among this group of heavily armed tough guys, Song Qianxia stood out as an outsider.

She was wearing a black tactical vest that was clearly a size too big, and the bulletproof plates were pressing her down so hard she was practically sliding off.

She was leaning against the door of the support vehicle, yawning listlessly.

"Song Qianxia, ​​can you stand up straight?" Lin Wan walked over from the side, unable to bear it any longer.

Lin Wan tightened the Velcro straps on her tactical vest, almost choking her.

"Ahem, Officer Lin, murdering a colleague is illegal," Song Qianxia protested, patting her chest.

"Look at those people from the provincial department, and then look at you, you look like a street urchin." Lin Wan said with exasperation.

Song Qianxia retorted confidently, "I'm a technical consultant, someone who uses their brain. Do you see any fortune teller carrying two submachine guns around on the street?"

Lin Wan was amused by her and was about to say something when a steady footstep sounded from ahead.

It's Zhou Zheng.

The task force's main combatant and a core member providing operational support.

Zhou Zheng was fully armed today, his face painted with camouflage paint, and he was carrying a paintball training gun for the exercise in one hand, exuding a very strong aura.

He walked straight up to the two of them, his gaze falling on Song Qianxia's relaxed posture, his eyebrows furrowing into a tight knot.

Zhou Zheng is a person who values ​​rules and practical experience.

He didn't understand why Gu Tingchen would bring a specially hired technical consultant to participate in such a high-intensity live-fire exercise.

"Advisor Song," Zhou Zheng said, his voice muffled, "we're not here for a picnic today."

Song Qianxia immediately stood up straight and gave a perfunctory salute: "Reporting to Captain Zhou, I know, I'm here to get beaten up today."

Zhou Zheng ignored her banter and his gaze was cold.

"When the exercise starts later, the entire chemical plant will become a combat zone. Those guys from the provincial department don't know their own strength."

"Interns like you who haven't received systematic training will stay in the logistics observation area."

Zhou Zheng paused, then emphasized, "Don't run around. I don't want to be distracted by protecting someone who's holding us back during a real battle."

That's quite a blunt statement.

Lin Wan, who was listening nearby, felt a tightness in her chest. She wanted to say something for Song Qianxia, ​​but she didn't know how to start.

After all, Zhou Zheng was telling the truth.

Song Qianxia has no field combat experience on her resume. If she were to actually go into battle, she would be an easy target.

However, Song Qianxia was completely unaware that she was being targeted.

She even went so far as to flatter him, beaming with a bright smile: "Captain Zhou is absolutely right! That's exactly what I was thinking."

"With my small frame, let alone bullets, even a slight gust of wind could blow me away. I promise to stay in the observation area and not move an inch."

Looking at her nonchalant attitude, Zhou Zheng felt even more frustrated.

"You'd better keep your word. Don't panic and run around the field at the slightest unexpected situation, revealing our tactical positions."

Song Qianxia raised three fingers and swore, "Captain Zhou, you underestimate my will to survive. If I encounter an emergency, I'll play dead without even panting."

To prove that she truly lacked combat ability, she added a further statement.

"Actually, I've only learned a little bit of self-defense, and I can barely protect myself in dangerous situations."

Zhou Zheng glanced at her and asked, "Have you studied police grappling techniques?"

Song Qianxia shook her head: "No."

"Have you studied Sanda or Jiu-Jitsu?"

"No, not exactly." Song Qianxia said seriously, "I bought a women's self-defense course online for 9.9 yuan a few days ago."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Several provincial commando members who were organizing their equipment nearby couldn't help but turn around to look at her.

Zhou Zheng's expression froze, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "What are you buying?"

"A self-defense course for only 9.9 yuan!" Song Qianxia started talking. "It's a group purchase on Pinduoduo. The original price is 180 yuan, but it's only 9.9 yuan for a group of three."

"That teacher is amazing. His online name is 'Dragon City Madman.' In the video, he can kick a toothpick in half with one kick."

"Furthermore, I got a 2 yuan cashback for leaving a positive review with pictures, so I only spent 7.9 yuan in total."

"Team Leader Zhou, don't let the cheap price of this course fool you, the moves it teaches are incredibly useful. The first move is called 'Overwhelming Force,' it's specifically designed to stab the enemy in the eye."

As Song Qianxia spoke, she also extended two fingers and made a mock poking motion in the air.

Lin Wan covered her face in anguish, wishing she could disappear into the ground right then and there.

Zhou Zheng felt his blood pressure rising sharply.

He took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the urge to throw this unreliable consultant out of the chemical plant.

"Song Qianxia, ​​do you think this kind of thing has any value in actual combat?" Zhou Zheng asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes!" Song Qianxia said frankly, "That's a crystallization of knowledge bought for seven yuan and ninety cents, which is practically a peerless martial arts skill."

Zhou Zheng completely gave up on the idea of ​​communicating with her.

He felt that if he continued talking to her, he might suffer a stroke before the exercise even started.

"You stay put. Don't let me see you." Zhou Zheng said this and turned to leave.

Just then, a black SUV stopped not far away.

Gu Tingchen pushed open the car door and got out.

He wasn't wearing his usual civilian clothes today; instead, he had changed into a black combat uniform.

With long strides, his tactical boots made a cold, hard sound as they stepped on the gravel.

He exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Captain Gu." Zhou Zheng stopped and greeted him.

Gu Tingchen nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Song Qianxia's appalling equipment before finally settling on Zhou Zheng.

"How are the preparations going?" Gu Tingchen asked.

"Group Two is in position." Zhou Zheng finished reporting, then couldn't help but complain, "Team Leader Gu, I don't think it's safe to leave Consultant Song in the observation area. If the provincial department's people go around to the back, she won't be able to resist at all."

Gu Tingchen glanced at Song Qianxia.

Song Qianxia immediately responded with an innocent and gentle smile.

Those eyes clearly said: Captain, quickly agree with him and let me go to the car to enjoy the air conditioning.

Gu Tingchen withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhou Zheng.

Instead of replacing Song Qianxia as Zhou Zheng suggested, he said something completely unexpected.

"Zhou Zheng, don't underestimate her."

Gu Tingchen's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable weight.

Zhou Zheng was stunned.

Don't underestimate her?

This woman can't even wear a tactical vest properly? This intern who relies on online classes costing 9.9 yuan for self-defense?

Zhou Zheng's competitive spirit and unwillingness to accept defeat were instantly ignited.

He only respected strength. Since Gu Tingchen said so, he wanted to see what skills Song Qianxia was hiding.

Song Qianxia stood there, her smile gradually freezing.

She keenly noticed that Zhou Zheng's gaze towards her had changed, from seeing her as a burden to seeing her as a target he wanted to test.

She immediately turned to look at Gu Tingchen, her eyes screaming: You did this on purpose, didn't you? You definitely set this trap on purpose!

Gu Tingchen pretended not to see her protest and slowly put on his tactical gloves.

"The exercise will begin in ten minutes. All units, prepare."

After saying that, Gu Tingchen turned and walked towards the command area, leaving Song Qianxia bewildered in the wind.