Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

K7 was a quiet man with a lethargic expression no matter where he was.

Yet, at this moment, the Commander on-site only found K7 as lovable as ever. “Ok. No Problem. We will cooperate. Ok, I will arrange for someone to send it right away! Ok, ok, we understand. Let’s move it now!”

The good news brought relief to the Commander. He waited for K7 to hang up first before passing the communicator back to his officers.

After receiving the map of the whole building, the International Police sent a storm troop of 30 directly to the sixth floor and a storm troop of 20 to the seventh floor.

Keeping in touch with Xia Jinyuan, K7 turned to look back and sent out a message on his cell phone. “Initiate Sniper Operation.”

Across from this building, someone looked down at the message and whistled cheerfully. He set up the sniper rifle, his blue eyes looked into the scope. He focused the crosshair in the scope onto an empty space and prepared to shoot as soon as the target appeared in it.

On the sixth floor, Ye Jian could clearly see the number of people walking around in the corridor through the blinds in the vent. Now that they knew the number of targets, there was only one last important thing they had to wait for.

They needed to wait for the International Police to deliver the gas mask before they could drop the smoke bombs and tear bombs!

The storm troops moved quickly with the floors having been cleared already. Along with delivering the gas masks, they also brought along a 30-round capacity IMITAR submachine gun which was only provided to the Special Forces.

Upon receiving the gun, Ye Jian held her surprise and inspected the gun skillfully. Under Xia Jinyuan’s command, G3 and J5 simultaneously threw out two smoke bombs, two flash grenades, and two tear bombs.

“Q Wang, cut off the sides!” G3 said harshly and broke into the sixth floor. They worked together seamlessly in every aspect.

The storm troops broke in and fired from the door on the right while G3 and J5 acted the same from the door on the left.

The whole sixth floor sank into a fierce gun battleground.

Nick, who was initially gloating inside the room, twisted his face when he heard gunfire from outside while the monitor views remained unchanged. He slapped the person working on the surveillance system and roared, “Damn it! Give me the bazooka!”

Red Scorpion’s response was even faster. He snatched the bag that contained his drug from Nick and tossed him back the bag which contained money.

He firmly believed that it was safe with the drugs in his possession. He pulled over his student, grabbed a machine gun and began shooting at the emergency window.

“Damn it, what are you doing?” Nick waved at his bodyguard to stop Red Scorpion’s foolish actions. “Run if you want! But don’t fu*king implicate me, you dumbass!”

“Blow them all! Fu*k it, how dare you mess with me!”

As Nick angrily yelled, two tear bombs and smoke bombs were flung into this bullet and explosion-proof room.

Within a minute, smoke spread through the room, and no one could open his eyes due to the tear gas.

“Up there, damn it! Fire up!”

Someone tried to shout, but only ended up choking in tears and snot.

As countless bullets were fired at the people in the room, international drug leaders led by Nick were almost wiped out in this siege.