Framing the Guilty

"Faced with the big picture of the nation, what orders do we need? Taking the initiative to participate is a higher realm..."

"Let's not talk about realms for now. Let's talk about the rules you feel so deeply about." Lin Xiaosu said, "Acting without orders, under Article 116, Clause 2 of the Qianlong Regulations, only gets points deducted—there are no points awarded! Right?"

Ah...

Xin Yue let out a cry, completely dumbfounded...

Good heavens, the familiar scene, the familiar regulations, the familiar muzzle of the gun!

She had been single-mindedly focused on earning a great merit. Entering the Middle East, doing something this explosive, and even coming so close to success—she had gotten carried away in her pride. Lin Xiaosu's reminder abruptly woke her up. Xiaose was right...

Qianlong points were first and foremost built upon official missions!

The mission itself had been carried out in violation of regulations. It was already good enough if she did not lose points, and she still wanted points awarded?

Fuck!

I...

For a moment, she doubted her entire life!

"Xin Yue, looking over your life, you've always been at odds with the rules. I truly sympathize with you." Lin Xiaosu looked at her sympathetically.

"Lin Xiaose, I'll fuck your eight fathers!" Xin Yue exploded.

Lin Xiaosu slipped away, vanishing from the flying car. His voice flowed like water into the ears of the two women. "Watch closely. The signal will be the enemy's head flying into the sky. The moment it flies, you fly!"

At the border sentry post, although there was plenty of high technology, there was still manpower. Two sentries widened their eyes at the dark forest ahead, seeming to sense some movement.

Maybe it was a wild beast?

Just as they came to that conclusion, a gust of wind suddenly