Chapter 311: Things Called Favorites

Chapter 317: Things Called Like
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Wuuwuwu. Bing, this bastard, not only did you train me, but you also asked me to treat your wounds. What’s infuriating is that I can’t do anything after treating your wounds. Wuuwuwu. I’m a girl, you can’t do anything to me even if you’re just my sister in name. But I never said I objected. Humph! As expected, Bing still likes someone like Jingliu? Wuuwuwu. It’s so infuriating! But. It’s not bad to be able to be alone with you two.

——Angel of Annihilation Ling
Two months have passed since I started training with Ling. In the past two months, Ling has become completely accustomed to all my attack methods. In the virtual training, even if we don't wear gravity rings and use our full speed, Ling can still avoid my trajectory by understanding me. At the same time, I will also watch Ling's attack route and find the enemy that is most disadvantageous to her to support her. You know, if you want Ling to break the enemy's defense network on the battlefield, I must pave the way for her sprint, so that she can kill into the enemy's camp and cause the greatest damage. And my role in the future is to help Ling clear all the enemies she can't deal with on the scene.

In fact, it is difficult for Ling, who is good at close combat, to achieve anything during a firefight. She can only show her best strength during a hand-to-hand fight. In other words, Ling is suitable for large-scale wars, not assassinations. But because of my existence, this little girl who is mainly good at close combat has her own way of assassination. Because she can ignore the enemy's bullets during a firefight. As long as I am behind her, she doesn't have to be afraid of those hidden guns fired at her. If Ling is a destructive type that can break through the surface with a point, then behind her, I am a firepower type that can cover a large area. When the two are together, they are invincible.

After two months of training, I took Ling to Iraq, where IS terrorist organizations were rampant, to start actual combat training. The first choice for combat was infiltration into small and medium-sized camps. This was consistent with our future battles against the FBI.
Different from the initial training a year ago, Ling is now accustomed to the battlefield. When she sees limbs flying, blood flowing, and internal organs and brains splattered on the ground, Ling just frowns in disgust. She no longer feels nausea and fear like a rookie.

"Bing, we have eliminated three terrorist organizations' hideouts, right?" Inside the safe house, Ling was stitching up a shrapnel wound on my arm.

"Yeah." I nodded. "We've made a name for ourselves in Iraq, so we need to leave."

"Don't you want to continue?" Ling cut off the excess thread. "Those Syrian refugees are cheering you on like a hero."

"They haven't even seen my face. How can they support me?" I couldn't help but smile.

"Haha~ Who told you to wear a mask?" I smiled lightly, "By the way, why do we have to wear masks?" Yes, from the day we arrived in Iraq, Ling and I both wore masks to cover our faces, and I asked Ling to dye her hair black.

"Hide your true identity. Your purple hair is too conspicuous. I don't want others to know who we are. The only names left for them are Angel of Annihilation, Ice Demon, and the team name of Heavenly Punishment. That's enough." I sat up and gently moved my arms. "Tomorrow we will take a car to leave the war zone and go to Ukraine or Africa. The environment there is not much better than here, and there are even more terrorists."

"Calculating the time, there is less than half a year left in your one-year term, right?" Ling thought for a moment. "From the first two months to the six months we have been in Iraq now, it seems like you don't have much time left. Aren't you in a hurry?"

"That kind of mission only takes one to two days, and at most a week including the preparation time. It's not a protracted tug-of-war like a war. So there's no point in being anxious. I'm waiting for a call from the American branch. As long as Vermouth has made arrangements, we will..."

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding. Before I could finish my words, the phone next to me rang, and the caller was Vermouth.

"It seems we don't have to go to Ukraine." I answered the phone with a smile on my face.

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

"Bing, where are you?" Vermouth asked bluntly.

"Iraq's safe house." I replied. "What's wrong, Sister Bei?"

"Come back, your arrangements have been made." Vermouth said with a smile. "Your plan is really effective, Rye really fell for it. But you want me to use Gin as bait, aren't you afraid that Gin will skin you alive?"

"Gin has been investigating undercover agents in the United States for so long. This FBI lackey must hate Gin to the core. As long as he is given a confusing trap, he will definitely fall into it." I said playfully. "But I am a little surprised that it was finally confirmed to be Rye." In fact, when Akai escaped from the organization, it was because he failed to capture Gin. As for the reason for the failure, no one knows. Maybe Gin is a suspicious person, so he deliberately kept an eye on it and let an old man go to explore the way, so that he saw through Akai Shuichi's plan. What I did was just to tell this plan to Vermouth in advance, let Vermouth tell Gin in her tone, and let Gin cooperate. In fact, this is considered to be the original plot, but I just moved this plot forward by half a year.

"Yes, it's such a coincidence that he got to the top with the help of your little lover." Vermouth sneered.

"This has nothing to do with Sherry." I hurriedly defended the quality assurance. "It was her sister who was seduced, not my Sherry, and Mingmei was kept in the dark. Sister Bei, we can eat whatever we want, but we can't wear the hat of traitor."

"Haha, look how nervous you are. But you have been abroad all the time, how come you know so much about what's happening in the United States? You even know about what's happening with Rye and Miyano Akemi?" Vermouth asked back.

"emmm...A secret..."

"Okay, stop fooling around with your sister Bei." Vermouth was a little unhappy. "I don't care how you got the news. But with this relationship, your plan of seduction was successful. I won't pursue it. You can spare Rye from the punishment from heaven, and Gin will naturally go back to trouble him. But you must complete the main goal."

"Of course, we have been planning for so long, isn't it just for this comeback?" I chuckled. "Don't worry, Sister Bei. I will never let you down on this matter."

"Okay, then bring Ling back. I'll send someone to pick you up in two days. But you can't go see your little lover. The FBI must have eyes around her."

"I know, Sister Bei. I will judge the importance of the task."

"Okay, I'm glad to know. Bye." After saying that, Vermouth hung up the phone.

"Haha~ It seems we really don't need to go to Ukraine anymore." Ling chuckled. "What a pity, you can't take this opportunity to see Shirley." "Little girl, lie down, I'll change your medicine." At Ling's joke, the corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and I stopped looking at her and took out the special medicine from the medicine box to change Ling's medicine.

"Ah..." Ling looked at me with resentment. Then she slowly took off her coat, revealing her jade-like figure. Lying on the bed, she showed off her charming curves. The only thing that caught her eye was the red flesh under the gauze on her back. It was a knife wound left by an enemy who had not yet died and fought back. Fortunately, Ling dodged quickly, otherwise the knife would have landed on the back of her neck, and Ling's wound might have been as thick as a bowl.

"Bing, do you really only like girls with big breasts?"

"..Huh?" I was confused by Ling's sudden question. "What do you mean?"

"You said that we have been honest with each other so many times in the past few months, why don't you react to me at all?" Ling You's vicious gaze made me sweat.

"Girl, how old are you?" I patted Ling's not-so-perky butt. "What are you thinking about all day?"

"Didn't you say that it's normal to think about these things during puberty?" Ling's cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction. "If it was Shirley, you would have pounced on her a long time ago, right?"

"That's different." I applied the new potion on Ling's back. The cold touch made Ling's body tremble slightly. "I just treat you as a sister. But you always want to send me to the orthopedics department in Germany. And you are too young now."

"So what you mean is that I can do it when I grow up a little bit?" Ling turned over and looked at me, not minding at all that her exquisiteness was in my sight.

"You..." I poked Ling's forehead helplessly. "Let's finish the task at hand first."

"Bing..." Ling shook my other uninjured arm in dissatisfaction, tears in her eyes. "Can you stop giving me perfunctory treatment?"

"It's not perfunctory." I looked at Ling's aggrieved expression. "But I also want to know why you are so persistent in... huh?"

"Ah..." Ling sighed deeply. "You have no idea what's going on in a girl's mind."

"Tell me about it?" I asked playfully. "What can a little girl like you think of?"

"We have known each other for eight years, right?"

"Yes."

"Count it yourself, who is the person you have spent the longest time with in these eight years?"

"It's a quiet flow."

"Then who was it that stole your heart, took your first kiss, and established a relationship with you?"

"Shiho."

"what about me?"

"Huh?" I was puzzled. "You are my sister?"

"So I can only be your younger sister?" Ling's eyes were filled with resentment. "Because I'm your younger sister, I can't share your love? Because I'm your younger sister, I can't do things that lovers do with you? Why? We obviously have no blood relationship!"

"Um... Ling, you..."

"I like you, I have liked you since the beginning, don't tell me you are blind and don't see it!" Perhaps it was the restlessness of adolescence, or the pressure brought to Ling by the war, Ling's suppressed thoughts suddenly burst out. "This mission, an S-level mission can be said to be a life-or-death mission, right?" Ling asked tentatively. "Although I have absolute confidence in you. But who can guarantee that there will be no mistakes? If it was my carelessness this time..."

"Ling..." I seemed to understand what Ling meant. But so did I. My life would be in Margaret's hands for the next few years. If something unexpected really happened... This was also the reason why I had never made any promises to Shiho, Shizuru, Ling, and the others, because before I became a gold medalist, I could give them nothing.

"So... at least I want to be with you in front of Shirley, even if it's just once. I also want to be with you!" Ling's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of tears.

"...Heh." Looking at Ling's expression, I really didn't know what to say. A warm feeling floated through my heart, and at the same time, I felt a little guilty. I could only say leisurely. "Silly girl."

(End of this chapter)