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

They didn’t waste much time. Five minutes later, Ye Jian and Qin Xiu went back together. They nodded at their comrades waiting for them after expressing their gratitude to Quentin.

J5 and the others had completed their pre-battle preparations. When they saw Ye Jian coming over, they asked her if she wanted to be a rider or a shooter.

During the day, Ye Jian’s excellent driving skills refreshed everyone’s understanding of her. J5 had already assumed that Ye Jian would definitely choose to ride the motorcycle.

“Anything is fine. But I don’t have any actual combat experience,” Ye Jian replied with a smile. She could indeed be both a shooter and a rider.

Back when she was training, Captain Xia had reminded her that land combat was not only limited to field combat but also urban combat. As one of the transportation vehicles in the city, special forces soldiers had to learn how to ride motorcycles.

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She had never objected to his suggestions. Hence, she learned to ride a motorcycle when she was learning to drive.

“You’ll be the shooter before the breakout, then the rider after,” J5 calmly arranged.

This time, Qin Xiu naturally couldn’t be with Ye Jian. He was placed together with V8. J5 and K7 were the riders. Ye Jian and Snow Eagle were to break through and bring up the rear.

Ye Jian didn’t know what he said, but the sudden change in the expressions of her comrades made her heart sink.

Before she could ask, Snow Eagle whispered, “Three hours ago, Lin Country’s military found the motorcycles we threw into the inland river and started a search of the area around the river. They only just pulled out.

“As soon as the military left, the police, who had sealed off the information, expanded their search. We’re only five kilometers inland from the river. The police may come at any time!”

As soon as Snow Eagle finished speaking, the old government fired its first shell at the new government. With a bang, an explosion rushed out like a raging flood that spread throughout the city.

Ye Jian, who had a dark expression on her face, gradually smiled when she heard the sound of artillery fire. “The military left in a hurry because the old regime had already opened fire. The police are too late to search.” She looked at her comrades with a smile. “We should go.”

“That’s right. We should go.” J5, who had finished communicating with Quentin, turned and smiled at his comrades. “The police are too late.”