Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Soon, loud sirens wailed from behind, bringing in tire screeches to the theater. The roar of the engines along with the vehicles' strong movement vibrated across the floor. The commander looked behind and discovered they were two ordinary patrol vehicles followed by their three Toyota SUVs half a minute away.

Sighing in relief, her hands were now no longer in time. More Spirit Fox had arrived. These three were their own comrades, who performed routine patrols previously and increased their presence because of Ling Qingyu's location.

Two in each vehicle, which meant another additional 6. The commander signaled the police officer in the two ordinary patrol vehicles to stop.

In fact, the officers inside were panicking when they understood they had to respond to an armed robbery. With their mediocre firearms and skills, how could they perform well?

So many thoughts and worries flew as they raced toward the scenes. When they saw another patrol going in the same direction, their fear decreased. At least, there was another party accompanying them.

When they noticed from the rearview mirror, that three more cars belonging to Special Units were following, the remaining trepidation disappeared.

When they arrived, they were more at ease, since another special unit had laid down defenses.

Seeing a member sprinting toward them, the officers got out. "Sir, reinforcement is on the way. Please brief us on the situation."

Fully equipped from head to toe, it wasn't wrong to say the officers were envious but they knew their limit.

"Lock down the perimeter and block the traffic, here and here," the commander pointed.

"Hmm, Sorry, Ma'am. I thought you were a man?" The officer rubbed his hair and sheepishly smiled.

The commander rolled her eyes and replied. "None taken."

"You don't really need our help?" A female officer asked.

"No, you'll mess up our operation. So long as you clear out the outer circle, we can take care of the rest."

Though it felt no good when directly revealed, they were too weak to involve, they accepted her decision.

"Listen, we don't know how many robbers but from our estimation and what we've seen so far, there are probably more than a dozen. Armed with heavy weapons, your sidearms aren't any use here and we'll also be dragged down." The commander gestured her chin at their holster, perhaps reading their expression.

She patted the only policewoman. "Don't worry. Look behind my team has arrived and more will come. What you need to take care of is to isolate the area. So, please. Leave the rest to the professionals."

"Roger, you can concentrate on the important factor, we'll take care of the miscellaneous affair. You can count on us." Everyone nodded, no longer sticking with special units. They understood, that the commander's words were for their safety and felt warm. Even though no one knew one another, they didn't forget to take great care.

The patrol vehicle turned back to complete the task. Three SUVs skidded to a halt and 6 more came out. The commander smiled despite being hidden under the mask.

"Have you guys brought M320 GL?" She asked.

M320 is the U.S. military's designation for a 40mm grenade launcher, first utilized by special operations forces and later spread across the regular army.

It serves as a replacement for the original venerable M203 launcher. M320 is a variant of the Heckler and Koch AG-C/EGLM. The design purpose is to function as an attachment to the rifle and carbine or as a stand-alone weapon system. What the temporary on-site commander of Spirit Fox requested was the latter.

It is loaded from a side-opening breech and weighs 3.3 pounds with a length of 13.7 inches and a barrel length of 11 inches. Depending on the user's ability, the rate of fire between 5-7 rounds per minute is possible.

The launcher could eject rounds at a muzzle velocity of 77 meters per second and has an effective range of 150 meters and a maximum of 400 meters.

Though in the current world, the weapon belonged to Country A, no one belonging to Ling Qingyu's force cared about the weapons' origin as long as they served the true purpose.

"Hmm?" hummed everyone as they exchanged glances under the commander's darkening face. One of them finally said.

"Well, I think I have. Let me see it in the trunk." She rushed back to her vehicle.

The commander shook her head, not expecting good news. She felt a pat on her arm and looked at the culprit.

"What you don't remember me? I never expected you to become a commander before me." The culprit folded her arms.

"What? Envious?" The commander recognized the woman behind the arrogant tone.

Enemies were jealous when they met. They always competed but their comradeship wasn't destroyed by competitiveness. No one was willing to give an inch to the other party.

"No, I'm just thinking destiny might have a blind eye."

The commander had her eyelids twitched. This mouth, she wondered why this person transformed whenever in front of her, always raising the urge to fight.

"Luck is part of strength."

"It won't be for long."

The two's tit-for-a-tat ended when the previous girl returned. "We have two M320s. What's the plan?"

"Firing the 9 banger to stun the enemies. Given the distraction, we'll rush in and extract the hostages. Priority is to find our boss and one team will be responsible. Since we have 12, we'll divide into three teams."

"I'll admit that's a perfect emergency plan. So now, we wait for a negotiation and follow the process." The commander's frenemy complimented like a judge in an audition.

The commander rolled her eyes. "No, unfortunately, we'll have to rush in. Prepare your girl, we'll have action in the next minute." She turned her head toward the bank.

"Why?" The girls who arrived just now were puzzled and noting this, she explained the reason.

"Well calculated. This guy dares to commit crime in front of us. What does he think of our presence? We must not easily let others offend us!" The girls gritted their teeth and supported her decision, including her 'enemy'.

"Indeed, we must sanction this one and make an example. Hmph!"

"Round up and take your position, we have trained together many times, I need to say no more. You, you, will hold the M320…" The commander laid out the framework. "We will breach very soon. But we can't get it yet without a plausible reason…"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The short discussion stopped as they revved their brainpower on how to rescue the poor female clerk. They hated this bastard whose mind only focused on lower bodies to complicate the ordinary process. If he didn't exist, things might work out peacefully. Nonetheless, the girls hadn't realized a flock of birds stayed together for a reason.

There would be another bastard if this guy disappeared. Unknown to them on the upper floor, another duo had great thirst to easily succumb to the carnal desire and their boss was about to fight.

The girls were fated to assault the bank sooner or later, facing these criminals. Having finished discussion, the group decided to warn the robbers inside to stop lecherous behavior or they would not hesitate to breach in. This might give some more rooms and valid reasons to maneuver.