He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Long Xiaoyun chuckled softly for no apparent reason.

As he spoke, he suddenly looked intently at Zhang Beixing, his expression solemn:

"If someone isn't a troublemaker, we Wolf Warriors wouldn't recruit them."

What's going on? ...

If you don't recruit troublemakers, you can't get into Wolf Warrior?

Zhang Beixing's face immediately darkened.

Inside the confinement room, Zhang Beixing looked at Long Xiaoyun's confident expression and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Lieutenant Colonel, have you misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstanding?" Long Xiaoyun was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Zhang Beixing sighed softly, his expression remaining unchanged:

"What Wolf Warrior thinks is your business, but it seems you haven't even asked for my opinion yet."

Long Xiaoyun frowned.

What do you mean?
Is there anyone who doesn't want to join Wolf Warrior?

Before Long Xiaoyun could speak, Zhang Beixing continued to talk at length:

"Putting everything else aside, even if I really went to Wolf Warrior, what could you offer me?"

Long Xiaoyun's expression turned cold, and her unsmiling demeanor truly resembled that of an ice queen.

"We are soldiers, not businessmen."

"There's no need for further discussion among businessmen. Wolf Fang is my home, Red Cells are my comrades-in-arms, and I will never abandon any of my family members."

Zhang Beixing shrugged, making a gesture as if he wanted to turn around and rest.

"Wait," Long Xiaoyun called out hurriedly, "...Just tell me, what do you want?"

She tried one last time to make a move.

Zhang Beixing, intending to tease her, turned around and asked half-jokingly:
"It's not about what I want, but what you can give me," Zhang Beixing grinned. "You wouldn't give up your company commander position to me, would you?"

Long Xiaoyun scoffed: "If you have that ability."

"No thanks, being a wolf... I'm really not interested."

Zhang Beixing waved lazily.

“I’d rather defeat you on the front lines than join the Wolf Warriors.” Zhang Beixing’s lips curled into a slight smile.

"You think red blood cells are stronger than wolf warriors?" Long Xiaoyun asked, frowning. "Or are you content with the status quo, preferring to be a big fish in a small pond rather than a small fish in a big pond?"

Zhang Beixing slowly shook his head, flames seemingly flickering in his pupils, his words resolute:
"Let's set aside the question of whether Red Blood Cells or Wolf Warriors are stronger, after all, you have more people. But in the future..."

Long Xiaoyun's eyes sharpened: "What about the future?"

"So what if the Wolf Warrior special forces are all elites?"

Zhang Beixing scoffed, brimming with confidence.

"The red blood cells I personally create in the future will all be elite soldiers!"

Upon hearing these resounding words, Long Xiaoyun was stunned.

She hadn't even noticed such ambition in this lazy man.

Are all red blood cells soldiers?
Haha, what a grand vision!

Seeing Zhang Beixing's confident tone, as if the red blood cells defeating the wolf warriors was a matter of course and without any suspense.

Long Xiaoyun suddenly chuckled, and her gaze toward Zhang Beixing took on a strange quality.

"Zhang Beixing, you really are very arrogant."

She no longer addressed Major Zhang by his full name, but instead called him by his first name.

A certain change is quietly taking place.

Zhang Beixing's eyes were playful: "If you, Lieutenant Colonel, want to compliment my handsomeness, you could be more direct."

Long Xiaoyun: "..."

"Joining Wolf Warrior is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; countless people are scrambling to get it. Are you sure you want to give it up?" Long Xiaoyun finally confirmed.

Zhang Beixing nodded without hesitation:
"It's not that I'm giving up, but that I've never made this choice before."

"Understood." Long Xiaoyun said, turning back to the table.

She took out the transfer order from the file bag.

As long as Zhang Beixing signs voluntarily, the transfer order will take effect immediately, and with the coordination of the Capital Military Region, he can become a member of the Wolf Warriors.

but now……

Long Xiaoyun deftly tore the transfer order to shreds and gently slapped it on the table.

After completing this action, she raised her beautiful eyes, her smile teasing:
"Don't you want to know what position your transfer order gives you?"

What position was offered by Wolf Warrior?
Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment, then smiled calmly: "I can roughly guess."

"Oh?" Long Xiaoyun said with interest. "Then tell me, I'm all ears."

Zhang Beixing sighed softly: "Nothing more than a deputy captain or instructor."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyun was immediately stunned.

She glanced at the Book of Changes on Zhang Beixing's desk as if possessed.

Long Xiaoyun exclaimed in surprise, "You can really tell fortunes?"

Zhang Beixing smiled noncommittally, then changed the subject:
"I'm going to be the leader of the entire army. Forget deputy company commander, company commander, even battalion commander, I don't care. As for political instructor..."

"Hehe." Zhang Beixing smiled. "I'm afraid I'll ruin your men."

Practice... practice until you fail?
Long Xiaoyun paused for a moment.

So you lead your troops solely based on your fists?
Although she had not fulfilled her superior's instructions, Long Xiaoyun felt a strange sense of loss, but more than that, she felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

She even had a vague feeling that the world of Wolf Warrior was not worthy of the man in front of her.

Long Xiaoyun sighed softly, "Even if you don't join the Wolf Warriors, I still have to remind you of something."

Zhang Beixing nodded slightly: "Please speak, I am all ears."

Long Xiaoyun's expression was solemn: "In the anti-drug operation in Donghai City three days ago, the bald drug dealer you killed was the younger brother of Minden, the leader of an international armed terrorist organization."

“According to our intelligence, Minden has hired mercenaries at great expense, determined to take your lives.”

Long Xiaoyun stared into Zhang Beixing's eyes and said firmly, "No matter when or where, we will fight to the death!"

Min Deng's ruthless retaliation was something Zhang Beixing had anticipated and was not surprised by.

If any mercenaries dare to provoke the might of the Chinese army, Zhang Beixing would not hesitate to generously give each of them a tombstone.

but……

Zhang Beixing blinked in surprise after hearing this:
"Wait, who are you referring to as 'you'?"

Long Xiaoyun did not hide anything and told her frankly:

"Besides you, there is also Sergeant Major Niu Nuli of the Ninth Brigade on the same kill list."

what?
Niu Nuli is also on the list!

Upon suddenly hearing the name Niu Nuli, Zhang Beixing's heart skipped a beat, and his brows furrowed.

Could it be that his leadership of the live-fire assessment inadvertently dragged Niu Nuli into the mess?
What the hell.

"Do you know?"

"of course."

Long Xiaoyun smiled faintly: "Instead of worrying about others, you should worry more about yourself."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Beixing frowned slightly.

Long Xiaoyun explained, "Niu Nuli is a tank soldier, not a special forces soldier."

"Even if a veteran with ten years of experience who has mastered the latest tank technology wanted to go abroad, the country would not easily allow him to leave."

"But you're different. Going abroad on missions is commonplace for you, making you an easy target."

Long Xiaoyun's explanation abruptly ended, and she changed the subject:
"I should go now. I'll have the chance to witness the power of red blood cells and prove you weren't just boasting."

"That day will come." Zhang Beixing smiled confidently. "I'm still in solitary confinement, so I won't see you off."

"Walk slowly."

"Goodbye."

Without hesitation, Long Xiaoyun gave Zhang Beixing a meaningful look and turned to leave. As she walked out of the confinement cell, the guard saluted and let her through before the heavy iron door slammed shut again.
Silence returned to the confinement room. Zhang Beixing stood against the light, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Watching Long Xiaoyun leave, Zhang Beixing pondered the wanted list he had just heard about.

He had anticipated Minden's retaliation, and was not surprised to learn that he was on the mercenaries' kill list.

They're just a small mercenary organization. With them already prepared, the Red Blood Cells can easily take them down; there's no need to worry.

We'll deal with whatever comes our way, like soldiers coming and water coming up.

However... Niu Nuli was a variable that Zhang Beixing had not anticipated.

Long Xiaoyun is right about one thing.

Niu Nuli could not easily cross the border, and as a forbidden zone for mercenaries, a large-scale mercenary invasion was impossible for China. A few small fry were also insignificant to Niu Nuli.

In short, as long as he stays in China, his life will not be in danger.

But here's the thing.

Niu Nuli may not go abroad on his own, but what if the country sends him abroad to fight?

For example... the International Tank Competition?
Zhang Beixing has been in solitary confinement for two days.

I spent all my time reading these past two days and was completely unaware of the changes happening in the outside world.

Even though he wanted to inquire, the guards at the gate remained silent, like puppets, leaving Zhang Beixing helpless.

Zhang Beixing was absent from the formal establishment ceremony of the joint battalion, which was entirely handled by Yang Junyu.

Will the responsibility of the future international tank competition fall on the shoulders of the Ninth Brigade?
Will Lan Zhiguang send Niu Nuli, the most outstanding tank soldier, to fight for the country?

Zhang Beixing is currently unaware of these issues and can only speculate.

Born in sorrow, die in happiness.

As a special forces soldier who has been fighting on the front lines for a long time, Zhang Beixing always maintains a high level of vigilance.

Always plan for the worst.

Only by taking precautions in advance can we calmly deal with crises.

Just like the daily exercises in various theater commands, once war breaks out, years of combat training will enable the troops to easily cope with any challenge.

Zhang Beixing bears some responsibility for the matter of the kill list, no matter what.

If Niu Nuli really makes an appearance at this critical juncture, Zhang Beixing will find it difficult to sit idly by.

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly, lowered his head, and fell into deep thought.

A moment later, a guard's loud voice suddenly rang out from outside the detention room:

"Hello, Chief!"

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate creaked and slowly opened inward.

Zhang Beixing woke up with a start and looked up in surprise.

Fan Tianlei rushed in anxiously.

No sooner had Long Xiaoyun left than Fan Tianlei arrived.

He looked as if something major had happened, his head covered in sweat.

Fan Tianlei rushed into the solitary confinement room, looking around frantically.

Zhang Beixing blinked, puzzled, and asked:

"Number Five, what are you looking for?"

Seeing that no one was around, Fan Tianlei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But his tone still carried a lingering anxiety:
"Phew... I just received news that the Wolf Warrior Special Forces of the Capital Military Region are coming to snatch someone, so I'm rushing here immediately!"

Fan Tianlei, hands on his hips and panting, asked, "How's it going? They haven't arrived yet?"

Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow slightly and said calmly, "You're too late, the person has already left."

Are you late?!

"What?" Fan Tianlei exclaimed in surprise, "They moved so fast!"

Fan Tianlei frowned as he looked at Zhang Beixing, his eyes filled with resentment:
"You...you didn't agree to them, did you?"

Before Zhang Beixing could answer, Fan Tianlei shouted to himself:

"Let me tell you, agreeing won't help! I'm the only one who ever steals other people's troops; no one dares to steal mine. No one's leaving without my consent!"

"They, the Wolf Warriors, are wolves, but we, the Wolf Fang, aren't wolves?"

Seeing Fan Tianlei covered in sweat, Zhang Beixing couldn't bear to tease him any longer and told him the truth:
“No, I kicked them out long ago. They were petty and wouldn’t even look at me.” Zhang Beixing smiled. “Even if you offered me the position of chief of staff, I wouldn’t want it.”

Upon hearing that Zhang Beixing had declined the invitation from the Capital Military Region, Fan Tianlei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, good lad! I knew you could resist temptation. You're truly a soldier I trained!"

Zhang Beixing's face darkened as he watched Lao Fan laugh with relief, and he secretly grumbled to himself.

If you're going to praise someone, just praise them. Why pat yourself on the back? That's so insincere!

Fan Tianlei was full of confidence: "What are Wolf Warriors? When the national military region competition comes, our Wolf Fang will still crush them!"

"When two wolves meet, Wolf Fang will surely win!"

After saying that, Fan Tianlei looked at Zhang Beixing with satisfaction for a long time, which gave him goosebumps and almost made him think that the other party had a special fetish.

Fan Tianlei laughed heartily and waved his hand:
"Alright, come with me."

go?
where to?
Zhang Beixing was puzzled: "I still have one day left in my confinement."

"If I tell you to leave, then leave now, so you don't become a target for others!"

"I haven't finished reading the books I prepared yet..." Zhang Beixing said reluctantly.

Fan Tianlei suddenly revealed a strange smile:
"You really don't want to leave? Don't blame me for not warning you later, you'll regret it."

Zhang Beixing glanced at him sideways and asked impatiently, "What is it?"

Fan Tianlei snorted coldly:
"There's a new combat mission. The Thunder Commando Team has been waiting in the conference room for a long time. Hurry up and get on board."

"A mission?" Zhang Beixing was delighted upon hearing this.

What is the mission? It's to accumulate a continuous stream of military merits!
"Alright, you're the one who told me to leave."

After saying that, Zhang Beixing turned around and quickly packed his things.

Born with a life of toil, the leisurely days of reading are gone forever.

Zhang Beixing followed Fan Tianlei out of the administration building.

"What exactly is mission number five?" Zhang Beixing asked curiously. "Why are you making such a big deal out of it, even holding a combat meeting with Lei Dian?"

After a moment of silence, Fan Tianlei slowly said, "There's news about Violet."

"Haven't you been asking me about Instructor An Ran? As soon as I received the intelligence, I thought of you."

Zhang Beixing was taken aback upon hearing this.

Violet?
Isn't that just peace of mind?
There's news about Anran!

"Good news or bad news?" Zhang Beixing hurriedly asked.

Fan Tianlei said quietly, "You'll know when we get there."

Fan Tianlei's eyes were incredibly solemn, as if he could practically write "Look how good I am to you" on his face.

Helpless, Zhang Beixing quickened his pace, and the two hurried to the command center.

The Wolf Fang combat command center was packed to capacity.

When Zhang Beixing and Fan Tianlei arrived, all members of the Red Cell Special Operations Group and the Thunder Commando Team were already in place.

To ensure the projection equipment operated effectively, the indoor lighting was slightly dim. Upon closer inspection, one could see that senior military officers such as Miao Lang, Chen Shanming, and Gong Jian were also present.

In addition, Lei Zhan, who has been busy training the Fire Phoenix Women's Special Forces in recent days, also appeared at this operational meeting.

The Red Cell team members sat on the left, while the Lightning Commando team sat on the right, with a clear boundary.

Lei Zhan, whom I had only met a few times in the military region, still sat upright in the Thunder Commando camp with his stern face.

On the command platform, He Zhijun, the chief of staff of the theater and commander of the Wolf Fang Battalion, stood solemnly.

This operational meeting was actually chaired by He Zhijun himself!
It seems that this mission objective is extraordinary.

Upon seeing Fan Tianlei and his companion enter, He Zhijun nodded slightly with a solemn expression.

The two had been comrades-in-arms for many years, so there was no need for formalities or pleasantries. (End of Chapter)