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

To the members of the Xueyu unit who were good at fighting at night, it didn't matter even if the police came.

Before leaving, Ye Jian bowed slightly to show her gratitude to Quentin, who had helped them a lot.

He seemed to see his daughter smiling at him.

The city that had entered a night battle was even more terrifying than during the day. Dense gunshots and the sound of war shook every corner of the city, making all the residents tremble.

To the civilians, the gunfire that broke the silence made them fall into even more despair.

They wanted to escape, but the military forbade them from leaving. If they didn't escape, they'd continue to hear gunfire outside their house. Their lives would be at risk at any moment.

Even so, they had no other choice but to stay at home and listen to the terrifying sounds of gunfire and bullets.

The entire city was shrouded in despair. Even the air became extremely stiff. It seemed that wherever they went, there was despair.

Ye Jian and the rest didn't stay any longer. The domestic war had started. It was time for them to leave!

At this moment, the national police parked their motorcycles outside the slums and blocked several exits to prevent anyone from entering.

"We should have searched here earlier. We might have found them!"

"Lower your voice! Even Leader Kritzin can't question General Wu's decision. Do you think you have nine lives?"

"I'm not the only one who thinks this way. The captains of the small teams think this way too! They can just fight their battles. Why are they interfering with the city's work?"

One of the police officers complained, "There are gunshots and gunfire everywhere. And we're still carrying out the search. What if..."

"Shut up!" The other police officer interrupted his colleague. If he didn't, he would say something unpleasant.

The police's search was much louder than the military's. They were all riding motorcycles, and they never switched off their sirens. The sound had already alarmed the civilians living in the slums and broke the peace here.

The police came late, so not all the exits were blocked. With Quentin's help, Ye Jian and the rest rode their motorcycles around this narrow and complicated slum.

The transportation in the neighboring country was already outdated, and the slums were located on the west side of the city. There was no need to mention the transportation. The roads used to pass through were so narrow that not even a car could pass through.

The air was not only filled with the smell of gunpowder but there was also a stench. Trash and excrement could be seen everywhere.

There were low-rise houses and messes everywhere. The passing of motorcycles made these poor people frightened.

They were afraid that the motorcycles would rush into their house in the next second.

The stench got stronger and stronger. K7 rushed out of a narrow path and saw a small river with a black current. The unpleasant smell came from this small river.

Quentin told them that once they passed through here, they had to rush to the east of the slums. After exiting from there, they would reach the wide road into the city.

Without Quentin's guidance, they wouldn't have known that there was such a shortcut.

"Sit tight, Ye Jian," K7 said in a low voice. He felt his waist being wrapped around by Ye Jian's arms. He then accelerated the motorcycle. The motorcycle soared into the air and rushed toward the other side of the small river.

Ye Jian, who was sitting at the back, saw the situation of the road by the river clearly through her helmet. It was the same as the road she passed by just now. It was narrow and full of potholes. On both sides of the road were low-rise bungalows covered by plants and tarpaulins. If they were not careful, they would crash into the bungalows.