Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

"Girls, as long as I can help. If you modified my helos, I can strafe for a gunrun," said Azi.

"I believe you, Azi. You've shown your talents today, including your friends. I'm glad to recruit you girls here."

"Haha…we'll surprise you more in the coming days. Let's survive the battle first and hope that the enemy doesn't know how to use combined arms."

"F*** you, Azi." Tang Ziyi swore. The rest of Spirit Fox also greeted Azi's ancestor.

"What do you mean? I'm just letting you be more prepared."

"It's a belief that if you say something, it will happen." Tang Ziyi nudged her forehead and replied with a helpless tone.

"Contact front!" Xiao Yue reminded. Discover exclusive content at empire

A pickup truck, wrapped with metal sheets to serve as armor, rolled a little upward, while the turret gunner on its back, directed the Dushka barrel in their direction. What made them more speechless was that the gunner also had protection.

With such a large distance, how could any Spirit Fox operators aimed properly with the scope they equipped? They needed other magnifiers to raise the accuracy.

While Spirit Fox lowered their presence as if to draw the enemies to a kill zone, things went in contrast to their expectations. The barrel fumed fire and ejected an enormous mass of bullets.

Toom! Toom! Toom!

Instinctively, everyone ducked and retreated behind covers. The bullets whizzed around Hotel 2 and 3, splashing specks of dirt and dust. The wall, which granted safe feelings, was now riddled with holes as bricks exploded, layer by layer of concrete melting into sand.

Nothing could stop a powerful 50-caliber round. The energy and momentum contained in the bullets were terrifying. Under the powerful suppressive effect, Spirit Fox couldn't always afford to raise their heads like before.

Though a few tried and shot back once the barrel stopped aiming at them, the results weren't ideal since the gunner was protected by a layer of metal sheets. However, these operators were forced to the ground, receiving attention from the Dushka.

Since Spirit Fox were trained to the perfect level, they could differentiate whether someone aimed and fired at them and moved to another direction, from the sound of bullet impact. Honing their skills, they exploited the momentary gap and superb posturing to return fire, whenever opportunity arose while ensuring they minimized their statures.

Conventionally, an average spec-ops would never risk fighting back directly but Spirit Fox operators had no such worries. They knew their protection level and combined with their top-notch skills, fighting back under heavy suppression wasn't too much of a problem.

Tang Ziyi cursed, shocked at the enemy's rescue. Noting the bullets that sieved through walls and rooms. She was certain if there was anybody inside the building without proper cover, they were in danger, suggesting the enemy QRF had no regard or intention to save at all.

"What are you being surprised at?" Xiao Yue chided. "Gangs aren't monolith in the first place. Factions and small groups, grouped together bonded by fear and greed. These won't last long as long as someone suppressing is gone."

"You're suggesting that the QRF is in fact, competing for the thrones?" Tang Ziyi's eyes were puzzled. "They could just run away and settle down with the crowd elsewhere, then develop their power."

"Yes, but they need a reason or a convincing righteousness for the followers to prove that they are the right ones." Xiao Yue taught Tang Ziyi about the complicated political whirlpool. "By avenging for their previous leader or even attempting a little, will gain followers' loyalty. Okay, your brain won't even want to think more about those complexities. Even if I explain them, you'll forget soon.

Besides, aren't we engaging them?"

Both were shouting to deliver the messages. Amidst the roar of a heavy machine gun, the bullets chewing through foliage and kicking up clouds of dust and debris, both women chattered like a usual office conversation. Even the operators beside them were flabbergasted by the two's nonchalance.

"Wait, if we fire and suppress the turret gunner, we might help the sisters below but only for a short term. If we want absolute victory, be patient." Tang Ziyi explained her idea.

Xiao Yue nodded in understanding. The two were in sync and she had experience in strategy and tactics. How could she not see Tang Ziyi's plan? "Alright, you and me will frighten the turret gunner, giving sister underneath a short respite to regain control."

"Damn that Azi's crow mouth. The enemy really utilized combined arms tactics. Not perfect but still at a theoretical stage." Tang Ziyi scolded and shoved a middle finger at Azi internally, several times.

Xiao Yue laughed at Tang Ziyi's dissatisfaction. She almost wept in joy and hurriedly comforted. "Hey, it's not like the internet and movies bring some lessons to interested parties. So long as one wants to learn, he or she will learn for sure. In this context, even kids know what to do; you can see it in their gameplay."

Tang Ziyi widened her eyes in surprise. She never expected Xiao Yue had caught up with times, even mentioning the prospect of cooperative games.

In their plan, they were waiting for the other gang members to advance and kill them with shock and awe after pretending to be suppressed.

In fact, the suppression was mostly felt by Hotel 2 and 3 on the ground. Hotel 1 operators inside the building, taking elevated positions suffered only stray ones.

Underneath, as bullets whizzed past, the operators stayed low. Some were grouped together, conversing and cracking jokes. Fumes of gunpowder and dust filled the air along with powerful sonic booms caused by rapid bullets flying past.

"Sister, I'm wondering if we mysteriously teleport to a war zone. Dushka, technicals, and RPGs!" One operator complained to her companion.

"Are you talking about Isekai?"

"Yes, yes. Like the one I read on the phone. The protagonists never knew until a long time later."

"You better control your hobby. Fictions are meant to be away from realities."

"But…But.."

"I'd rather believe that we landed in the wrong continent like Middle Kingdom and encounter guerilla and warlord forces than your stupid isekai."

"Whatever that is, don't insult my hobby. Besides, unless you read the same tag as mine, you would never know what isekai is." The operator defended.

"Ahem, I don't read but I watch anime, much better and realistic." Someone coughed to cover up her embarrassment and excused herself.

"It's not like anime with these tags aren't foolish." The girl mocked.

The other smirked and retorted. "Rather than delving into your dreamworld, I'm not at present; I'm cursing at our situation. This should be handled by military not us."

"I believe the military would be defeated as soon as they encountered this. Don't we know how much fighting capability can a corrupt organization put up?" Isekai girl replied in a condescending manner. "Speaking of Sister, how could a gang own large weaponry? This is beyond common sense!"

"Whatever, we aren't investigating and it's not our job. Leave that to the police officer, we're responsible for direct action."

"Oh, come on. We just have a rare time to exchange ideas. Tell me what's your favorite anime?"

Sister, please look at the circumstances before you speak, the anime girl twitched her eyelids and complained.

Before she could express her contempt, an outcry alarmed everyone.

"Incoming!"

"RPG!"