Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Arriving on site, Lin Bing and Alan stayed away to avoid causing any disturbance to the real police work. They worked with their temporary seniors to help direct traffic.

An ambulance arrived to take away and care for any injured. Fortunately, it was minor with few scratches on the skin. The traffic police investigated and found the true culprit, imposing a fine and a court hearing.

After summoning the clean-up truck, the team leader signaled everyone to move on. Alan and Lin Bing wiped their sweat and rode the bikes.

"How's it, Alan and Lin Bing?" A voice resounded in the headset, equipped on the helmet. Before leaving, everyone on the team, equipped themselves with a live-communication channel.

They could speak freely while riding, no different from the social media public channels. In addition, they also had radios to connect with the command center. Free communication and a top-down relay system facilitated work.

"I felt good, senior." Alan replied.

"A little bit tiring and hot under the sun." Lin Bing cracked a joke. "My body urge me to take a shower."

"Haha…It's alright. If you continue to work like us, you'll get use to it." The team leader chuckled.

"Actually, I kinda like your job, riding bikes and showing off." Alan spoke his true thoughts.

"Me too, I admit, I'm satisfied working as a traffic police officer even if it's for a day." Lin Bing added.

"Thank you for your words, both of you." Someone replied in a grateful tone. "I hope that you share great words for us in the video."

"Of course, of course." The team members chatted without restraint. A few officers inquired about the couple's career and expressed envy.

The two also talked about situation in Alan's country. Daily danger of shooting events and so on. Lin Bing pointed out the key difference, regarding traffic police. Country A did not have traffic police like Country C. All patrolling police assumed traffic wardens' roles. They had guns ready too.

In fact, the officers agreed with Lin Bing's description and fancied the SOPs. After all, most crimes were spotted by traffic police during checkpoints and driving behaviors.

Because Country C's traffic police weren't equipped with firearms, they faced huge dangers when they met serious criminals, who had no awe for law enforcement and little regards to a national law.

Although due to Province N's different situation, Chief Yang reformed to ensure every officer, no matter what branch, had minimum self-defense weapons, firearms still didn't reach traffic police.

Fortunately, they were allowed to arm themselves with tasers, expendable batons, and pepper spray. At least, when facing ordinary violators, they had confidence.

Alan and Lin Bing expressed pity that they weren't included in self-defense category. The team leader comforted: "I suppose in the next few days, you might have the opportunity to try real guns."

He thought his statement might excite the couple but the chat went quiet. "What's the matter?"

"Sir, we're from Country A." Alan answered meaningfully.

"Yeah? So what? Hmm." The team leader stopped talking, embarrassed. "Ahem…well, you can still learn new techniques, right?"

"Of course, there's always something to learn even if we know how to shoot," said Lin Bing.

"Unit 101 received." Apparently, the team leader responded to the orders above. " Guys and girls, we have another work to do. Speed up and follow me. But remember to pay attention to your safety. Don't compromise yourself because of the mission."

"Understood, Sir."

"Good, an ambulance is stuck in heavy traffic. They requested our help to escort them to the hospital." The team leader sped up and turned on the siren. "Coordinate traffic as we've done as usual and work as a team. Lock down the intersection and make way for our route. Lin Bing and Alan, you two don't need to do too much. You just need to follow behind the ambulance.

Clear?"

"Clear!"

"Let's make sure, the patient reaches help in golden time."

In due time, 101th unit linked up with the ambulance. The rest of the officers dashed forward and began to clear traffic methodically. With their effort, the ambulance escaped traffic jam and followed under the police's escort.

Alan and Lin Bing followed the ambulance, a couple of meters away. Their cameras captured the thrilling and fast-pace work of traffic police officers in order to save the patient, who needed emergency treatment.

They felt emotional; their hearts beat with excitement and gratification. Under 101th officers' escort, the ambulance drove smoothly.

Clearing several intersections ahead before the convoy passed through saved an ample amount of time. Sometimes, things couldn't be helped so much so that 101 officers went in the opposite lane.

With numbers came strength. More meant higher safety during their maneuver. Sirens, whistles and hand gestures beckon public road users' attention to adhere to lawful command.

Perhaps, traffic police had done many similar work that the public felt gratified and obeyed with smiles. No longer was a scenario where people ignored their presence. This proved how important was police's reputation and how kindness and meaningful work were reciprocated.

The convoy now drove on light traffic and maintained the safest high speed on average. The drive became more efficient than a single ambulance.

4 motorbikes, including those belonging to Alan and Lin Bing, surrounded the ambulance while the rest managed the route ahead. Nobody spoke on the channel unless necessary.

Alan and Lin Bing discovered an interesting scene. Ahead, vehicles pull over to the side for a long time, creating a large lane in between.

Before, despite 101th officers' work, vehicles reacted too slow or were simply unresponsive, even if a few dashed ahead and signaled the drivers. The new space appeared but wasn't wide as what the couple witnessed now.

As they neared, every officer noticed another group of motorcyclists on the side, commanding the vehicles. They understood, their fellow officers from different units had responded and concisely guided the road users.

Of course, they were completely from a separate branch, with no relationship with the traffic section whatsoever. In contrast to 101th's uniform and motorcycle's white and blue paint along with some yellow and orange stripes, Alan and Lin Bing found motorbikers in black uniforms with SWAT label and an entirely black bikes. The group belonged to SWAT.

As the convoy passed, all officers paid salutes to acknowledge the other's effort. Alan and Lin Bing also followed suit. The SWAT officers saluted back. No exchange of pleasantries, no wasteful actions. A simple gesture was enough to communicate.

Because of the SWAT's contribution, the time to pass this road went down by a large margin. The convoy flew away from the SWAT figures. Alan and Lin Bing asked about SWAT from the veteran officers. Too bad, in the plan, agreed with Cai Ning, SWAT wasn't involved.

"Sir, I think being a SWAT biker seems more cool," Alan teased as the tension dropped since the convoy was only one minute away from the hospital and the traffic became clear, requiring little input.

"Hmph, you make sure, you're ready to bleed for our lunch when you say this." The team leader fought back.

"Agreed, Alan. Words has consequences."

"Seconded."

"Come on, I'm telling the truth." Alan looked at his wife, who shrugged back.

"So, you look down on our traffic police, hmm?" The team leader asked in a comedic tone.

"Of course, not…I'm talking about uniform color and motorcycle paint." Alan wasn't a fool to confess guilt and transferred the topic.

The conversation ended as the ambulance parked at the emergency area. Doctors and nurses sprinted to move the patient. While some officers followed to see the situation clearly for report, Alan and Lin Bing drove their bikes to a clear spot to wait for their partners.

A few followed the couple and exchanged fists. They had no urge to leave the hospital so long as the command didn't summon their presence.

Everybody was keen to know the results and hoped that the patient survived. They wanted happy ending.