At that mont, the mbers of the East Province Team were still unaware of the thoughts of the Beijing Team mbers.
When He Jinghua saw Ling Chengyan patting his team mber on the shoulder, he raised his eyebrows slightly, with a face that seed to say "Is that all?"
But soon, he noticed sothing different, and the casualness on his face gradually faded, his brow furrowed, and his expression grew serious.
After dinner, the Beijing Team organized a small celebratory event to foster familiarity and understanding between team mbers from both sides.
Ling Chengyan sat quietly in a corner, sipping tea and watching the excitent.
Even though she was the only woman, nobody dared to ask her to perform.
After an hour of celebration ended, the team mbers of both sides indeed beca much closer. As the crowd dispersed, so were already casually walking together, chatting and laughing.
Ling Chengyan toured the team mbers’ dormitory, advising Geng Wei to pay more attention to the lads’ daily lives before returning to her room to wash up and rest.
On the first day, there were no patrol shifts, and He Jinghua didn’t initiate any night training attacks, so they got a good night’s sleep.
On the second day, Ling Chengyan got up as usual and went downstairs, followed closely by Geng Wei. Then, with the sound of a whistle, the East Province Special Training Team mbers ca downstairs to gather, taking less than a minute. Moreover, every one of them was neatly dressed and full of vigor, obviously having woken up early.
Although the Beijing Team’s base was no longer in the city center, the surrounding area was filled with factories and residential zones, quite far from the wilderness, so the morning exercise had to be conducted on the training ground.
Nothing was hidden. After running, it was still the set of punches slightly modified by Ling Chengyan, mainly to stretch the tendons and strengthen the body.
At this ti, the Beijing Team mbers also ca out for morning exercise, and watching the East Province mbers practice punches, they were a bit surprised.
Usually, morning exercises include running and simple equipnt training. Rarely do they practice punches, which are typically arranged in the morning or afternoon. Additionally, special training team mbers often focus more on grappling and combat, which are more practical.
After completing the punches with the team, Ling Chengyan critiqued each person’s strengths and weaknesses, such as incorrect exertion, insufficient stability, etc. After reviewing everyone, it was about breakfast ti, so she directly led them to the cafeteria for breakfast.
After breakfast, He Jinghua proactively approached Ling Chengyan for a discussion. After a brief rest, the East Province team mbers were ready to take turns on duty. In two days, they would be divided into groups to follow the Beijing Team mbers on missions. Ling Chengyan expressed no objections; the mission assigned to them before they arrived was, after all, to assist the Beijing Team.
In any case, back in the provincial capital, during major holidays, special training mbers often were tasked with assisting the local public security system in maintaining law and order.
It wasn’t until the official mission was underway that Ling Chengyan realized she might have oversimplified things. Compared to the provincial capital, Beijing’s duties were more rigorous and ticulous. Upon further reflection, it was understandable, considering Beijing is the nation’s focal point, with the most critical organizations and personnel.
This is a principle even elentary school students could grasp.
However, the developnt of events often doesn’t follow common logic.
A week after the East Province Special Training Team arrived in Beijing, having basically familiarized themselves with the working environnt, Ling Chengyan and the team mbers were sowhat relaxed. Unexpectedly, an incident occurred that caught everyone off guard and left them stunned.
That day, two groups of team mbers were dispatched on missions. He Jinghua went on patrol and invited Ling Chengyan to accompany him, which she did not decline.
They got into He Jinghua’s heavy off-road vehicle and headed toward the city center. The flow of people and vehicles in Beijing was notably busier than in the provincial capital. Amidst the bustling traffic, even a speed enthusiast like He Jinghua adhered to the rules, carefully threading the vehicle through the traffic.
The vehicle traveled through the long streets and arrived at a neighborhood where buildings were relatively sparse, and the environnt was quiet.
Ling Chengyan had familiarized herself with Beijing’s map in advance and knew that this area was the embassy district, housing dozens of foreign embassies and consulates.
Although there weren’t many vehicles, He Jinghua’s vehicle still moved slowly through the area. From the car window, Ling observed a patrol team on duty.
Moreover, the team seed to be involved in a dispute with several people. While the team mbers remained composed, the two won and one man across from them were visibly agitated. The two young won, in particular, stood with hands on hips, pointing fingers at the team mbers, nearly touching their faces. The team mbers were restrained from engaging in conflict with civilians, so they tolerated and evaded the situation.
As He Jinghua’s vehicle passed, it parked in a parking spot. Ling Chengyan did not wait for the vehicle to stop completely; she jumped out of the car and walked over to the scene of the conflict.
Taking a few steps closer, she could clearly hear the voices of the people involved. The man stood behind with arms folded, casting a sideways glance at the team mbers opposite, tilting his chin upward with a sneer, snorting: "...Don’t know which backwater you bumpkins crawled out from, ca to Beijing to flaunt your prowess? Do you know where you are? The consulate of Vulture Country is just behind you. If you dare make trouble here, by tomorrow you’ll have your skins peeled off!"
The two won charged even closer to the team mbers, barking and ranting, their language not only scornful and mocking but also laced with curse words and insults.
"...Hey, what can you possibly do to us? Look closely, this gentleman has a green card, and we’re about to apply for visas to Vulture Country. In the near future, we’ll be Vulture Country citizens. If you dare touch , the consulate will have your heads..."
There were a total of seven special service team mbers, five from Beijing and two from the East Province.
Ling Chengyan hadn’t witnessed the start of the event, nor did she know the backstory or context. She only saw that, at this mont, the Beijing team mbers stood behind, while two East Province mbers stood at the forefront, facing the two aggressive and unruly won.
Among the East Province mbers, Deng Chuang tightened his face, looking at the won opposite, and said, "Please show your identification..."
"Are you dense? Can’t you understand human speech? Didn’t you hear we’re about to apply for a visa to Vulture Country? We’ll have Vulture Country passports soon. Who cares about so ID..." One of the won charged a step closer, pointing directly in front of Deng Chuang’s eyes. He leaned slightly backward to avoid her finger.
"Please present your ID." Although Deng Chuang leaned away, he still maintained his stance.
The woman, getting angry, jumped up and swung her arms, attempting to claw at the two East Province special training team mbers.
Deng Chuang’s knuckles on his gun-holding hands turned white, clearly reaching his limit of endurance.
Just as he was on the verge of losing his composure and pushing aside the woman making a scene, a long, elegant hand reached over, grasping the woman’s wrist.
Without pushing or attacking, Ling Chengyan rely placed her hand beneath the woman’s wrist, yet the woman suddenly appeared shocked, withdrawing her hand and retreating several steps, her expression no longer wild and frenzied but instead showing a trace of fear and timidity.
The man following behind suddenly spoke, "You soldiers dare to hit people?!"
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