The Legend of Chu Qiao - V1P3






Prologue (Part 3)

The red dot on the GPS vanished.


Confirming it was correct, Chu Qiao placed the DVD into her pocket. She then found C4 explosives with extra firepower from the briefcase of the deceased and set them up in the room, turning on the trigger mechanism. The red light on top of the black box began to blink rapidly.

Chu Qiao took one last look at the deceased in the room, confirming that they were dead. Then, she opened the door and walked out.

However, a cold streak suddenly rushed across her neck at that moment!

Chu Qiao's figure suddenly shortened, and she threw herself onto the ground within seconds, rolling backward to barely dodge a bullet. Bullets zinged past, and the shooting didn’t stop. Chu Qiao kicked the door shut with a loud bang. She kneels half on the floor. Hearing the deep breaths from outside, she knew she was compromised.

Chu Qiao's muscles were tense, her breathing slow, and her eyes fixed directly on the door opposite her. She was not 003, a super-agent from the active 9th division. In military school, she learned about demolition, planning, exploiting the environment, and carrying out efficient, large-scale killings with highly accurate intelligence and limited workforce resources. However, at this moment, when the danger was just over three meters away, she knew that attacking head-on was not logical.

Her gaze slowly fell onto the sad man who died in his sleep.

The main door was kicked open with a loud bang. A lady stood before it, looking haughtily at the two men hiding outside the guest room.

They didn't expect her to walk out alone, which momentarily stunned them.

With a plop, Chu Qiao gently threw her dagger and AK onto the floor. She tilted her back foot and pushed out her palms, showing a Taiji stance. Facing the men, she shouted a Cold War cry and waved them forward—obviously meaning: Together!

The two men holding high-caliber submachine guns were furious. They dropped their weapons and adopted a Japanese Taekwondo stance. With a deadly glare, they leaped with all their might and quickly closed in on her.

The small room felt like a gust of cold; a fishy stench had blown through it, rattling the curtains and dimming the lights. The murderous atmosphere seemed to rise from the ground, following the two men who bounded quickly toward Chu Qiao. Just by looking at their muscular bodies and ruthless moves, one could easily predict the outcome for this ignorant lady.

At this moment, the lady's initial serious expression suddenly transformed into a grin, her lips curling coldly to reveal a proud yet emotionless smile. A Japanese-made M609, a small-caliber shotgun, appeared like a magic trick in her hands. The M609 was the ideal weapon for close-quarters combat. It wouldn't pierce through, but it would always blow heads off!

Only two muffled blasts were heard; the five seconds of killing did not even allow the men to cry out in pain. The close-range shot blasted their heads off, with their brains splattering all over Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao hatefully kicked the men out of her way, then quickly opened the bathroom door. Although she hadn't predicted these two men, the operation was running smoothly, saving her twenty minutes and giving her time to clean up.

After 15 minutes, a woman in a black suit from the military law department exited the department's restroom. She walked along the corridors of the guest department on the second floor, smiling cheerfully at the officials of the 4th prison as she passed them. Within three minutes, she calmly opened the doors on the second level and walked out.

The gentle, cool evening breeze brushed her face. Chu Qiao was walking through the main hall of the 4th prison on the ground floor. Everyone was busy working, including the country's top soldiers. She checked her wrist. It had only been ten seconds before the explosion.

Chu Qiao kept walking, her face steady. As she moved, she grabbed a copy of yesterday's newspaper from the stand beside her.

10, 9, 8…

May 11th marks another case of the type A M1N1 disease diagnosed in Shang Jing. Now, the 47th patient has been diagnosed with this disease. The port and some flights to and from our country have been halted; our tourism industry has suffered greatly, and stock markets are plummeting with no signs of recovery…

7, 6, 5…

Xinhua News Agency reported: According to current figures, country M has a total of 689 confirmed cases of the type A M1N1 disease; the number of suspected infections has reached 1272, and the death toll is 68 and continuing to rise uncontrollably. Country Y has 352 confirmed cases, 561 suspected infections, and 97 deaths. Country A…

4, 3…

Choulian News Agency of country M reported: After investigations by researchers from country M, they suspect that country Z has spread this current type A M1N1 virus. Due to the massive earthquake in country Z, the atmosphere's stability was disrupted, causing the virus to emerge. The actions taken by country Z's government to alleviate the effects of this earthquake have not been quick or effective, leading to the rapid spread of the disease. The government of country M has agreed on a short-term solution: to cease all trade with country Z, deport country M's citizens from country Z, and deny entry to all citizens of country Z. The parliament is now intensely debating this issue, and a solution is expected to be implemented shortly.

2, 1, 0!

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and a loud explosion rocked me as red alarms blared. Thick smoke and blazing flames appeared. The blast badly shook the fourth prison.

The thick smoke blinded their eyes. All the trained soldiers of the 4th prison grabbed their weapons and rushed to the scene of the explosion. Chu Qiao was covered in dust. Looking shocked, she pulled a man in a military uniform by his arm and asked loudly, "Comrade! What is going on?"

The man saw the worn-out military law department suit and immediately knew she didn't belong to the 4th prison. Holding her, he said, "Are you from the military law department? Come with me and let me take you out."

The soldier hurriedly helped a colleague from another department, unaware that the person he was assisting was the real culprit behind the explosion. Furthermore, she was responsible for the deaths of more than ten of his comrades from the military law department.

Following the chaotic crowd rushing out of the ground-level main hall, both rushed forward and crashed into a man frantically running into the hall.

"Ah! Sorry for that! Ah, it's Colonel Li!" the man apologized while supporting his colleague.

"What happened inside?" Li Yang furrowed his brows and asked. Glancing sideways, his eyes widened at the sight of Chu Qiao. He pointed at her, and his jaw dropped with shock. "Chu…"

"You are here to look for me, right? There is an explosion inside; we should talk outside."

Chu Qiao quickly cut Li Yang off. Hearing this, the soldier hurriedly said, "Then I won't send you guys out. I don't even know what's going on inside. I have to go back and take a look."

Li Yang nodded. As the soldier walked further, he pulled Chu Qiao close and asked sincerely, "What happened? Why did the military court want to put you on trial? How did you get out?"

The M1N1 virus is not just a disaster but a man-made catastrophe. M, R, Y, F, and ten other senior officials from Western countries are involved, along with some reckless, greedy officials in our own country. When we captured Team X, the 'hostages' they held weren't real hostages; they were disease experts hiding within each country's military research centers. Their goal was to spread this disease worldwide and cripple the economy. At the last minute, they planned to introduce antibiotics via a listed company, making huge profits from treating and preventing the M1N1 virus. My team uncovered evidence of their criminal activities. Here it is," Chu Qiao explained as she pulled a DVD from her pocket and handed it to him. She added, "When Xiao Shi went to Tokyo last time to kill the senior commander of Team X, she brought back evidence she gained by trading it for the life of one of my contacts. Sadly, Xiao Shi died on the streets of Tokyo, leaving this matter unresolved. One of the culprits behind this type A M1N1 virus is Team X, an organ reseller on the surface, but secretly researching this deadly, contagious virus. They sent spies into our country undercover, protected by the treacherous senior leadership. They posed as colleagues from the military law department, entered the 4th prison, and stole my evidence, but I have eliminated them all.

Li Yang gasped in shock and said incredulously, "You are saying the one who killed Xiao Shi was…"

Yes!" Chu Qiao nodded and said confidently, "The man who ordered to give up 003 is the enemy spy hiding deep undercover in the leadership, and it was also he who told me to be detained in the 4th prison, steal my evidence, and try to hide their terrible deeds.

Li Yang was still in shock, his brows tightly furrowed and fury burning in his dark eyes. He said softly, "Country M's artillery experts are still headed to Shang Jing today to visit and learn. Jing Hua Army's Advisor Qian and I put so much effort into preparing, I can't believe they..."

"What did you say?" Chu Qiao raised her voice suddenly.

Li Yang paused and asked, "What?"

"Are you saying that country M's artillery experts are coming to Shang Jing?"

Li Yang nodded and replied, "Yes, they arrived last night."

Chu Qiao's face went white, and she patted him down, searching for something. "Did you bring the GPS to locate the military's arsenal?"

"Why are you looking for that?"

Chu Qiao raged and snapped, "Did you bring it?"

"How would I bring such a thing with me?" Li Yang hurriedly asked as he saw Chu Qiao's nervous expression. "Come with me; I know where to get it."

They jumped into an electric car and quickly left the busy yard.

After two minutes, her mind went blank as she kept seeing the red blinking dot on the GPS.

"What is going on? Why would the courtroom have a bomb?"

Chu Qiao quickly stood up, searching for a suitable weapon in the warehouse. As she hurried, she said, "Country M has no trust in Team X from Country R; they were afraid that they would fail, causing everything to be leaked to the public. That's why they placed a GPS-triggered bomb inside the courtroom. Once the time is up, the bomb will explode. The 4th prison will be leveled and destroyed when that happens, along with me and the evidence."

"Then what should we do? I will inform the bomb disposal unit immediately. At the same time, I'll request backup from the special forces to control the ambassadors from country M."

"There is no time," Chu Qiao said with a grieving expression, "Prepare a helicopter for me now to disperse the crowd. What you must do is hand this evidence over to Commander Hua. The lives of Xiao Shi, the 14 supernatural beings from the 11th division, and the people who are about to die from this virus are in your hands. You cannot afford to make a mistake."

After realizing the immense responsibility resting on his shoulders, he was left speechless. In the distance, smoke spiraled upward, and the crowd moved restlessly. He noticed the determined look in her eyes on her weathered face. His heart aching, he was stunned. After a moment, he gathered his resolve and said, "I will succeed, Chu Qiao. Be safe."

"You too."

Finishing her task, she sprinted out of the warehouse without looking back at the prison cell from which she escaped through countless hardships.

After ten minutes, a chopper took off from the parade square of the 4th prison.

It pulled above the prison, sped away, and flew into the desolate countryside.

Sitting in the car heading toward the commander, Li Yang held the GPS bomb locator, watching as the little dot, which represented the 4th level courtroom, slowly moved toward the parade square, through the buildings, and quickly flew into Shang Jing's countryside.

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard from the sky. The red dot on the GPS disappeared, leaving the screen dark and empty.

Sitting in the car, Li Yang didn't look back. In the dark, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

The night in Shang Jing turned utterly silent...