Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 777: Army King 767 (12) Second update

"It was your people leading the way," said the high-ranking mber of the Red Scorpion, his tone initially arrogant but now very polite, "Quick, clear a path for Miss Ye."

As he spoke, he ordered his n to move the ship aside, making way for Ye Shaohua’s Legion.

Aboard the Flower Country ship, Major General Lu and others on the deck, who had initially braced for a fierce battle, now wore expressions of utter astonishnt.

The Red Scorpion Terrorist Organization had always been domineering, to the extent that even the citizens of M Country would steer clear of them.

Yet now, they yielded passage just from a single nonchalant remark from Ye Shaohua?

Major General Lu had many questions, but it was clearly not the right ti to ask them; he imdiately ordered their ship to move away.

After their ship had departed,

So standing on another ship, a high-ranking mber of the Red Scorpion Terrorist Organization couldn’t help but wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead.

The subordinates of the Red Scorpion had scarcely ever seen their boss show such an expression, but from the boss’s tone and behavior, they knew that the woman just now must be extraordinary.

Jesse, who operated the weapons, looked at the flagpole beside him sporting a bright red flag, and at the woman with the cold, stunning features...

Her military green uniform, surna Ye...

Suddenly, Jesse rembered sothing. Even though Ye Shaohua’s ship had left, he involuntarily took a step back, "Is it... her? Flower Country, Ye, Ye Shaohua?"

Others behind him also didn’t understand why their boss had suddenly retreated, but hearing Jesse’s words, their eyes widened in fear, "It’s actually her?!"

Flower Country, Ye Shaohua.

This statent was the last one passed down by the Red Scorpion Organization after they were completely annihilated in the Tropical Forest the day before.

The personnel sent for the rescue discovered that nearly half the mbers of the Red Scorpion had been wiped out in the forest.

Especially heartbreaking was the loss of several fighter jets that they had gone to great lengths to acquire, all destroyed utterly.

Whoever had caused all this destruction clearly had no intention of concealing it.

They left behind only one ssage written in blood at the scene—

Flower Country, Ye Shaohua.

The strength of one person had destroyed one of their most formidable bases.

The leader of the Red Scorpion nodded gravely, "That’s why I had you stand down, otherwise, I feared that this ship we’d fought so hard to acquire would be destroyed by her too."

The others on the ship said nothing and quickly moved away from the area.

They didn’t want to have any encounters with that lunatic.

The Red Scorpion couldn’t suffer such blows any longer.

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anwhile, on the Flower Country ship, a line of Flower Country soldiers and civilians looked at Ye Shaohua as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially the soldiers who were originally on the ship; they were all geared up for combat.

These past few days, they saw Red Scorpion mbers, who seed like agents of death, yield passage to them just like that?

And, what was the leader called again?

Miss Ye?

They addressed Ye Shaohua as Miss Ye?

Especially Major General Lu.

He still rembered that the mission initially issued by the Military District was to safely escort Wu Jiayong away by helicopter because of Wu Jiayong’s extrely high value.

But now, looking at Ye Shaohua, his face showed a hint of respect.

Whether it was her single comnt that made the Red Scorpion apprehensive or her sequence of actions that made the people on the ship gradually submit,

or her miraculous acupuncture.

Major General Lu was now beginning to doubt whether the military’s decision had been a mistake.

Should they actually have rescued Ye Shaohua?

The ship sailed on the sea for several days, when a fighter jet ca to take them back to their holand.

"This fighter jet... is it from Headquarters?" Major General Lu and the others were astounded.

Even without the fighter jet, they would still be able to get back to their country after half a month.

But what was this all about?

Only a few soldiers tasked with keeping watch, along with the captain and other crew mbers, remained on the ship, while the rest were airlifted away by military aircraft.

The jet landed in an open space at the S City Military District.

As Major General Lu and his party disembarked, they saw a man in crisp military attire standing on the ground, looking towards them.

He must have heard the sound.

He turned his head.

Under the sunlight, only his icy profile was vaguely visible, extraordinarily commanding.

"Commander Jiang!" Seeing him, Major General Lu’s expression stiffened, then he raised his hand, puffed out his chest, and gave a proud military salute.

However, Jiang Yunjing did not look at him but rather through him, at the person slowly coming down from the fighter jet behind him.

His thin lips pressed firmly together.

"Shaohua, are you all right?" There were not many supplies on the ship, and Ye Shaohua hadn’t changed her clothes.

Nor had she treated her own wound, allowing blood to intermittently seep from her arm.

Lin Lan had ntioned it to her and the ordinary people on board many tis, but she ignored them.

As soon as she got off the special plane, her hands were sowhat unsteady.

In fact, without her saying, Lin Lan and Bu Yong knew that she was punishing herself in her own way.

Not only her, but Bu Yong and Lin Lan also hated themselves for losing a comrade-in-arms like Wu Jiayong.

Lin Lan was also injured, and Bu Yong promptly reached to support Ye Shaohua.

But a pair of hands with distinct knuckles were a step quicker in supporting her.

Bu Yong looked up in surprise, then collided with a pair of deep and dark eyes.

The man was dressed in a custom-made uniform, with every button done up to the neck, looking ticulously proper and detached.

Under the scorching sun, he surprisingly emanated a chill.

When had Ye Shaohua beco acquainted with this person?

Before Bu Yong could ask,

Ye Shaohua simply looked up, confird the man’s identity, and then couldn’t hold on any longer, collapsing into his arms.