Strongest Soldier King

Hong Meihua could tell that Ghost Hand was definitely not the type to call for help at the first sign of trouble. He was skilled, with a strong character and a refusal to admit defeat. Along with Snow Leopard, they were actually forced to call for help—how serious must the situation be? Startled, she quickly pressed for more details.

Lan Xing hurriedly said, "On the way back, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard learned that Ghost and Mountain Eagle were injured. Not in the best mood, they were passing by Ghost's house and decided to drop in for a bit. After having dinner, just as they were about to leave, someone attacked. The assailants are unknown but very powerful. Ghost Hand was shot in the arm, and both of them are trapped in a room."

"What?" Hong Meihua was shocked to hear that someone attacked Luo Zheng's house. She felt a sense of relief; if Ghost Hand hadn't just heard about Luo Zheng's injury and felt troubled, then happened to pass by and stop in, things could have gone really wrong. The attackers were definitely targeting Luo Zheng. She quickly asked, "What's the current situation?"

"I don't know." Lan Xing said hastily.

"How can you not know?" Hong Meihua was alarmed and pressed further.

"They sent out a distress call immediately after being attacked, saying the attackers numbered no less than five and their gun skills were extremely precise. They were trapped in the room. The moment the signal was sent out, communication was lost, likely due to signal jamming. What should we do?" Lan Xing explained urgently, carrying a deep sense of anxiety.

"What else can we do? Call for help. Wait, hold on." Hong Meihua said, her expression growing solemn.

"Hold on for what? I'm getting anxious." Lan Xing urged.

"Something's not right—regardless of who the attackers are, they are creating such a high-profile incident. Aren't they afraid of being besieged? Even if they target Ghost's family, they should retreat once things become untenable. What is their real intention? Are they trying to distract us, providing cover for someone else?" Hong Meihua pondered aloud.

"It's possible." Lan Xing paused, quickly catching on and said, "If the assassins are acting like this, we'll certainly allocate resources to handle it. The best choice is the police. Are they doing this deliberately? To divert police attention? To cover for someone else?"

"No matter their intention, the police shouldn't just idly react. We should notify them to increase roadblock inspections. I suspect they are luring the police out, reducing scrutiny on other exits, making it easier for someone to get in or out. Immediately relay this to the police, I'll notify others to assist." Hong Meihua instructed firmly.

"Understood." Lan Xing promptly agreed.

Hong Meihua observed the flow of people in the lobby with a heavy gaze, tinged with a sense of alertness. What scheme lies behind the assassins' blatant actions? Ghost injured, Mountain Eagle injured, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard trapped—now Lan Xue Team is left with just Lan Xue, who is also exhausted and unable to fight. Only Lan Xing and herself remain. Could the attackers be trying to immobilize the entire task force?

"No, that's not it." Hong Meihua shook her head, dismissing that theory. The attackers didn't know Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard would be at Ghost's house; it was a coincidence. Their real target is Ghost's family, aiming to kidnap or kill in retaliation against Ghost. Could the attackers be at wit's end and are launching a reckless counterattack?

A cornered beast is dangerous, and a rabbit, when pushed, can bite. Hong Meihua couldn't quite grasp the true intent of the assassins and dared not panic. She immediately called the Intelligence Team's Beijing action squad to support Ghost Hand. Hanging up, Hong Meihua looked at the bustling crowd, her mind in turmoil.

Suddenly, Hong Meihua noticed three people appearing at the customs checkpoint. With years of espionage experience and a woman's intuition, she sensed something was off about these three individuals. She quickly spoke through her earpiece, "Check the three Caucasians at security checkpoint number 5."

"Understood." Lan Xing's voice crackled in the earpiece.

Watching the first person pass through the checkpoint with a passport and casually glance around, Hong Meihua's professional instincts kicked in, confirming her suspicion about the trio. She remained vigilant. Soon, all three passed through security, heading toward the exit. Hong Meihua signaled a waiter to bring the bill, then made her way to the airport's entrance. She saw the trio getting into a taxi, memorized the license plate, and quickly proceeded to the parking lot, driving after them.

Before long, Hong Meihua caught up with the taxi, maintaining a steady speed, tailing them. Through her earpiece, she asked, "What did you find?"

"Got it. The trio's superficial identities are former law enforcement from Sam Country, traveling with tourist visas. Their photos were sent to Drunkard, who confirmed they are members of the Reincarnation Killer Organization and that he had previously confronted one of them. No mistake." Lan Xing promptly replied.

Hong Meihua knew that Drunkard was mainly responsible for handling matters concerning the Reincarnation Killer Organization within the National Blade Special Combat Team and was most familiar with the group. Since Drunkard confirmed their identities, there was no room for doubt. Her expression grew stern as she coldly commanded, "Immediately alert the sniper unit in the backup team: shoot to kill."

With Ghost's family under siege, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard trapped, their fates unknown, Ghost and Mountain Eagle gravely injured, Hong Meihua felt a surge of anger, making decisions with a sense of explosive tension. Lan Xing, equally furious, agreed wholeheartedly.

The backup team was a force that Hong Meihua had specifically arranged, as the last resort, ambushed at the strategic points near the airport expressway, composed entirely of snipers. Hong Meihua waited a bit, estimating Lan Xing had informed the snipers, then accelerated forward, unintentionally placing herself directly in front of the taxi, continuing to drive along ahead.

Speed makes it impossible for snipers to engage. As they approached the ambush zone, Hong Meihua suddenly slammed onto the brakes. With a loud 'thud,' the taxi rear-ended her car. Hong Meihua got out, pointing at the taxi driver, furiously cursing with an arrogant expression. The taxi driver, also bad-tempered, leaped out, engaging in a shouting match with Hong Meihua.

The people inside the taxi were extremely vigilant, but seeing the fierce argument between the two, it didn't seem aimed at them. Hong Meihua appeared unarmed and non-threatening, leading the three to relax and patiently wait in the car.

With the deception working, Hong Meihua suddenly tackled the taxi driver to the ground. Startled, he was about to retaliate but suddenly heard two sharp whistles and was terrified. At that moment, Hong Meihua pulled out her sidearm, calmly commanding, "Don't move if you want to live."

Seeing the situation, the taxi driver didn't dare move, lying flat on the ground, pale and silently praying. Hong Meihua, seeing his compliance, nimbly rose, crouching beside the tire, aiming her gun at the taxi, her sharp eyes gleaming with lethal intent.