The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

After the city fell, the roar of tanks and armored vehicles gradually faded. Like giant beasts, they tore through the heart of Black Wind City and continued to advance deeper into the city, wiping out the remaining enemy forces. Following closely behind were the female motorized soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Riding light and nimble military motorcycles, they formed teams of three, their engines emitting a brisk yet deadly hum. Like a female leopard hunting with precision on the grasslands, they quickly took over the city streets and began to eliminate the remaining enemies, street by street.

Heisha didn't die with the crumbling of the city wall. As he struggled from the rubble atop the city walls, his body stained with dust and blood, the once invincible "King Heisha" now utterly humiliated and terrified. His well-honed "Iron Shirt" martial arts had suffered internal injuries from the blast. His chest felt tight, and he forced himself to swallow back a mouthful of blood. Several of his personal guards, all renowned warriors, gathered around him, their faces pale.

"My king, hurry, let's go through the secret passage!" a guard shouted hoarsely, his left arm twisted unnaturally, obviously broken.

A flicker of struggle flashed in Heisha's eyes, but he was ultimately overcome by his instinct for survival. He nodded, and with the remnants of his men, he stumbled towards a secluded compound in the city, where he had prepared a secret escape route. Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they weaved through the rubble, attempting to avoid the sight of the Great Zhou army.

However, their steps seem so clumsy in the face of modern reconnaissance methods.

"In area No. 3, a suspicious heat source has been spotted moving. There are five to six people fleeing in the northwest direction." A report from the scouts ahead came through the communicator of the motorized female soldier team.

"Falcon Squad, receive this! Intercept immediately!" Squad Leader Lin Wei calmly gave the order, simultaneously accelerating her motorcycle. Three army-green motorcycles, like arrows from a bow, nimbly dodged and weaved through the rubble-strewn streets, quickly approaching the target area.

Heisha and others had just rushed to the gate of the house, but before they could push open the broken gate, they heard a heart-pounding roar of an engine behind them.

"Oh no! They're chasing us!" One of the guards' faces changed drastically. He spun around, a flying knife flashing with a cold gleam in his hand. He had used this unique skill, "Little Li's Flying Dagger," to kill countless people in the martial arts world, confident that he could catch his enemies by surprise.

Lin Wei and the others had already spotted the furtive figures. "Stop! Put down your weapons!" Lin Wei shouted. She and two other female soldiers swiftly jumped out of the car, their automatic rifles pointed steadily at Heisha and the others. The black muzzles of the guns shone with a cold metallic sheen in the sunlight.

Heisha's pupils shrank. He had once believed his "Black Evil Palm" could split stone and split rocks, and that his guards' martial arts were powerful enough to dominate the land. But now, facing these three seemingly lightweight, yet flaming "iron weapons," an unprecedented chill rose from the depths of his heart. He could feel the air freeze where the guns pointed. The internal energy he had painstakingly cultivated for years seemed to be struggling.

"Damn it, let's fight!" The guard with the broken arm suddenly pulled out a ghost-head knife from his waist and roared, trying to use his lightness skill to pounce on the nearest female soldier. His "Swallow Three Water-skimming" lightness skill allowed him to turn three times in the air, with incredible speed.

However, before he had jumped up more than two meters, a crisp gunshot rang out throughout the street.

"boom!"

The bullet struck him squarely in the chest. His years of painstakingly practiced "Golden Bell Cover" martial arts were like paper against the high-speed bullet. The immense force of the impact jolted him in mid-air, his movements frozen for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief. Then, like a heavy log, he plummeted to the ground, twitching twice before remaining motionless. Blood gushed rapidly from the bullet hole in his chest, staining the ground beneath him red.

This shot completely shattered the last glimmer of hope held by Heisha and his companions. The guard, ready to throw the knife, trembled, and the knife clanged to the ground, his face instantly turning pale. Before he could even launch his proud flying knife, the opponent had already taken his companion's life. Such speed and power were simply beyond human power! Their martial arts skills, their techniques, seemed so ridiculous and powerless before this tiny "iron pipe."

"Anyone else want to try?" Lin Wei's voice was cold and emotionless, her finger firmly on the trigger. The other two female soldiers also maintained their aiming posture, breathing steadily, their eyes sharp as eagles.

Heisha looked at the fallen guard, then at the black muzzle of the gun. A chill ran through his bones, from his feet to his head. He knew it was all over. His so-called martial arts, his supposed invulnerability, stood a single blow against the sheer might of technology. Everything he had painstakingly built, the strength he had prided himself on, had vanished like a bubble.

In desperation, a glint of frenzy ignited in Heisha's eyes. "I'll fight you!" he roared, his muscles flexing as he desperately tried to use his last bit of brute strength to charge forward and die with the female soldiers. His "Heisha Palm" was now at its maximum strength, its wind piercing and carrying a fishy whiff.

"Bang bang bang!"

Lin Wei pulled the trigger without hesitation. The automatic rifle unleashed a steady, dull roar. Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, the bullets swept accurately towards Heisha. Heisha's forward body suddenly paused, and several bloody holes instantly appeared on his body. The powerful kinetic energy propelled him backward, and he slammed heavily into the broken courtyard wall, sending up a cloud of dust. The madness in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by endless emptiness and resentment. Finally, his head tilted, and he was completely dead.

The few remaining guards completely collapsed the moment they saw Heisha being killed. They threw away their weapons and collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, muttering, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Lin Wei signaled the team members to disarm and then tied up the captives with restraints. She walked over to Heisha's body, kicked him, and confirmed he was dead. Then she reported into the communicator, "Falcon Squad, reporting: The target, Heisha, has been killed. The remaining remaining enemies have all been captured. No casualties."

Sunlight filtered through the shattered rooftops, illuminating the resolute faces of the female soldiers and the once-invincible, now frozen or cowering enemies. The violence of the old era finally came to an end before the iron fist of justice in the new era. The skies of Black Wind City began to reveal the dawn of true peace.