"Where do you think you're going?"
Though the speaker's tone seemed calm, the whirlpool of turmoil hidden beneath the words scared Ling Qingyu into stopping.
She rotated 180 degrees and stood beside Yang Qingyue, who snorted and turned her attention toward her subordinates.
Everyone watched the drama unfold, wondering about the identity of the woman in the camouflage uniform and hood.
Her equipment, especially the quad night vision goggles, sparked jealousy. The wealth displayed by such gear was unattainable even if they worked tirelessly their entire lives.
Ling Qingyu waited for Yang Qingyue to arrange everything. The latter didn't speak to her or allow her to leave, leaving Ling Qingyu helpless against her lover's tantrum.
Having nothing else to attend to, Ling Qingyu recalled the small battles waged by her subordinates.
Though she stayed afar and couldn't accompany them, she managed to witness the epitome of special forces warfare.