Communication with Yang Qingyue (1)
The curves on the road leaving the manor were numerous and a sight to indulge. Powerlines connected with high-rise towers, small hills, and treelines along the road, a beauty of man-made and nature.
Since departing from the main gate, the girls inside Tang Ziyi's Aegis went quiet, each immersed in their thoughts. Sometimes, clicks of carbine parts brushing against metallic structures echoed inside the silent chamber.
Like a meditation, checking the mechanisms and components one by one, the girls played their weapons similar to musical instruments. Of course, their safety training and protocols was sufficient to avoid any accidents during their fingers dexterity.
Tang Ziyi observed her team and noticed the girls were completely different from the initial eagerness and expectation—more dreary air floated inside the armored truck.