He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"clear."

"Falcon!" Zhang Beixing waved his hand sharply, "Follow me!"

"Yes!!" He Chenguang roared, brandishing his gun.

At dawn, as the sun rises, the soft morning light pours down without restraint, enveloping a dense forest.

Countless birds flapped their wings and soared high into the sky, looking down from above.

The mountaintop and forest are shrouded in mist, seemingly peaceful, but in reality, danger lurks everywhere.

Deep in the dense forest, a man dressed in European-style camouflage uniform, clutching an SVD sniper rifle, ran desperately forward.

His figure kept flashing through the lush foliage, leaving many bloody marks on his face, but he didn't care at all.

The combat boots stomped across the damp ground without making a sound.

But no matter what, the two people behind him were still chasing him like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Scorpion was almost going crazy. No matter what kind of traps he set, they seemed to be completely ineffective against the two of them and could not stop them in the slightest!

In a daze, the scorpion felt as if it had been completely seen through, exposed nakedly to the enemy.

This was not an illusion, simply because Zhang Beixing was present!

Under Zhang Beixing's golden gaze, everything about the scorpion was laid bare.

The mountain wind was biting, stinging people's faces, but under the threat of death, no one paid attention to it.

Since we can't escape, we have no choice but to fight!
Scorpion adjusted his breathing, sought cover, and fired, using all his skills to engage in a fierce firefight with Zhang Beixing and Falcon in the jungle.

The violent breathing and jolting caused the sniper rifle to lose its usual accuracy, but even so, every bullet fired at the target still barely grazed his cheek, making it extremely dangerous.

The tree trunks along the path were riddled with bullet holes, and leaves were falling in a flurry.

In the mountains and forests, bullets whistled and clashed, turning three perfectly good sniper rifles into submachine guns firing in rapid succession!
The bullets from the three sniper rifles whistled sharply, as if they were about to tear our eardrums apart.

Scorpion is an exceptionally skilled sniper with formidable abilities.

However, when faced with a stronger opponent, he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

The scorpion fought and retreated, gradually being forced to the edge of a cliff.

Below the cliff is a rushing, turbulent river, its rolling waves surging westward.

He Chenguang and Zhang Beixing, both sniper rifles, were aimed at him.

Zhang Beixing did not fire immediately; he left the opportunity to fire to Falcon.

He Chenguang's hard training since enlisting has been for this day, and Zhang Beixing has no need to compete with him for this goal.

"Huff...huff...!"

He Chenguang took a deep breath, his eyes gradually reddening, and stared angrily at the scorpion.

"Scorpion, I told you I would defeat you!"

The scorpion grinned and smiled at the two of them.

"But I will not surrender."

"I won't give you a chance to surrender," He Chenguang said coldly.

The scorpion smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that after a lifetime of bravery and fighting, killing so many opponents, I would end up dying at the hands of a child like you."

He Chenguang calmly shook his head.

"No, you're wrong."

"What?" Scorpion frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Before He Chenguang could speak, Zhang Beixing stepped forward and spoke first.

"He is no longer the child you speak of. He is a member of the Chinese Army Special Forces, a Wolf Fang warrior codenamed Falcon!"

"Falcon? Wolf Fang?"

The scorpion paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into a ferocious laugh.

"Then try killing me!"

After saying that, Scorpion moved with unprecedented speed, swiftly taking out a modified grenade from his waist, pulling the pin, and throwing it at the two of them!

As soon as the grenade left his hand, Scorpion turned around and leaped straight down the cliff!
In the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye...

Zhang Beixing leaped forward and kicked the grenade away. The grenade exploded in mid-air with a loud bang, scattering fragments and sparks.

At the same time, the unmoving falcon pulled the trigger, and the bullet suddenly pierced the scorpion's heart from behind.

Blood soaked through the bulletproof vest, staining his back red.

The sniper bullet, carrying the scorpion, plummeted straight down the cliff.

"Peng!!"

The scorpion plunged into the turbulent river, splashing up a spray of water. Its bright red blood flowed away with the rushing current and gradually disappeared.

He Chenguang, sniper rifle in hand, let out a long roar to the sky.

"what……!!"

The content of the roar was not important; what mattered was that he, Falcon, had finally killed the scorpion with his own hands today!

He burst into tears like a child.

……

Southeast Military Region, Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade!

A Z-8B attack helicopter slowly landed at the army aviation airport, and a large number of medics waiting there quickly stepped forward to transfer the wounded on stretchers from the cabin one by one.

Li Erniu and Xu Tianlong, who were the most seriously injured, were carried onto stretchers and needed to be sent to the hospital immediately for treatment.

The others sustained minor injuries and were treated with simple bandaging and disinfection at the military hospital.

At the Army Aviation Airport, He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei had been waiting for a long time, and a group of veterans including Chen Shanming, Miao Lang, and Gong Jian were also present, raising their hands to salute and watching the wounded leave.

He Zhijun stood facing Zhang Beixing and solemnly saluted again.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhang Beixing raised his hand in return.

"Loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people."

Zhang Beixing said calmly, "We have won the battle to avenge the Wolf Fang."

As they spoke, Zhang Beixing and Fan Tianlei locked eyes, and the latter nodded emphatically, his eyes filled with relief and gratitude.

Scorpion, the great enemy of Wolf Fang, has finally been slain today!
This is a great achievement for both the police and the military.

He Zhijun nodded in satisfaction and said in a calm tone.

"Don't overthink it. Soldiers fight for the national interest and the safety of the people. It is an honor to shed blood and sacrifice. Go and rest for a few days. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Yes."

He Chenguang and Song Kaifei, who were less seriously injured, spoke in unison and then turned and left under the care of the medic.

Zhang Beixing, who was still standing in the same spot, suddenly asked with a bitter face.

"Number One, where should I go back to? Am I going to have to stay in solitary confinement again?"

He Zhijun was taken aback, then laughed and scolded in an annoyed tone: "Just like them, go to the hospital and get a proper check-up."

"Thank you, Brigade Commander!"

"Don't be too happy yet, kid. Your confinement period isn't over yet, so don't even think about getting any military merits this time. At most, you'll make up for your mistakes with good deeds."

Zhang Beixing smiled shamelessly.

"No problem, I'll follow the organization's arrangements."

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Beixing asked in a low voice, "What should we do with that Saigon Rose?"

"What do you mean, how should we handle this?" He Zhijun said sternly, "Don't you dare think about anything else."

"Remember, you are a soldier, not a thug! The country has its laws, and the military has its discipline. You can't just do whatever you want!"

Zhang Beixing chuckled awkwardly, "I was just asking casually, why are you all so serious? It makes me sound like a bad guy." It was only because no one was killed this time that Zhang Beixing kept his promise, regardless of any rules.

Although the military region reward is hopeless, the system reward has already arrived in my account, which makes me very happy.

Extracting the extraordinary golden eye cost 5000 merit points, leaving Zhang Beixing penniless.

Fortunately, the mission is over, and the merit points have been accumulated back to 1231.

Having some money on hand makes me feel less anxious.

Apart from an imminent international tank competition, the Red Blood Cells, with half of their personnel injured, will certainly have no missions for the next ten days or so, and can once again study in peace for a few more days.

Then we'll invite Zhang Yingying along, and we'll all book a room to discuss literary classics and explore the true meaning of life.

Wow, just imagining that scene is wonderful.

The Red Cell Special Operations Team fulfilled its mission, captured and killed the enemy leader, and returned in triumph.

Falcon He Chenguang got his wish and personally ended the decades-long feud and blood feud between Scorpion and Wolf Fang with a sniper rifle.

But the challenges and missions that the world and nations pose to special forces are far from over.

The following day, the training camp of the Ninth Brigade's combined arms battalion was bustling with activity.

"The nation may be at peace, but forgetting war is dangerous!"

"The nation may be at peace, but forgetting war is dangerous!"

On the parade ground of the Ninth Brigade's combined arms battalion, the soldiers roared in unison, their voices soaring into the sky and echoing loudly throughout the entire camp area.

At this point, there were less than two weeks left until the International Tank Competition.

The combined arms battalion's comprehensive training has been in full swing for more than ten days, with the World Tank Championship just around the corner.

The pre-battle mobilization meeting was attended in person by Lan Zhiguang, the brigade commander of the Ninth Brigade.

On the steel-built field base, buildings covered with camouflage netting can be seen everywhere.

The heavily armed soldiers patrolled the area warily, creating a tense atmosphere of full combat readiness.

Battalion Commander Yang Junyu strode over, stood in front of the podium, snapped to attention, saluted, and began his report in a loud voice.

"Reporting to the brigade commander!"

"The combined arms battalion should have 68 men, and 68 men are present. All personnel are assembled. Please give instructions!"

Lan Zhiguang, standing on the podium, raised his hand in return and nodded slightly.

"continue."

"Yes!"

As soon as Yang Junyu finished speaking, he walked up to the podium, stood at attention facing the soldiers below, and began to slowly issue instructions.

"Everyone, stand at attention!"

"Look to the right!"

"Please give instructions, sir!"

On the stage, two bright red August 1st Army flags fluttered in the wind.

The special operations company soldiers stood at attention around the podium. Brigade Commander Lan Zhiguang nodded and said, "At ease."

Yang Junyu shouted, "Stand with your legs apart!"

The soldiers in the combined arms battalion took a step forward, their boots landing with a synchronized sound.

The soldiers stood with their hands behind their backs, looking straight up at the podium, awaiting instructions from the brigade commander.

As Lan Zhiguang slowly stepped down from the podium, he spoke in a loud voice.

"Comrades, several months ago, you were gathered here to participate in the combined selection of the Ninth Brigade. You are all my pride, and your achievements are enough to make you stand out from the crowd."

"Under the leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Beixing and Battalion Commander Yang Junyu, you have now forged an iron will and become an iron-willed team. But in the future, I hope you can become more mature and stronger!"

"After this two-week closed training, I think you have a certain understanding of the International Tank Competition."

"In just half a month, you will represent China in the International Tank Competition. Comrades, you are fortunate because..."

Lan Zhiguang's voice suddenly rose, his tone filled with passion.

"Not every soldier has this honor! When you step out of the country, you represent the entire Chinese Army!"

"This competition is the closest we can get to war, and it also allows us to understand our opponents' strength more clearly. It is an opportunity to win glory for our country."

Lan Zhiguang demanded, "Soldiers, do you have confidence?"

The soldiers of the combined arms battalion shouted their fervor.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

The sound was deafening, one wave higher than the next.

In the team, Zhang Nengliang unconsciously tightened his hands against his legs, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the tank competition.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to put it to the test.
This competition is a great opportunity to showcase China's military prowess to the world, and at the same time, it can serve as a deterrent to those troublesome individuals.

Looking at the global landscape, who reigns supreme in land warfare?
He will then drive a tank onto the world's top stage, win the crown, and claim the championship title.

The title of King of Land Warfare belongs to China!
Zhang Nengliang thought to himself, feeling a surge of boundless pride.

Seeing this, Niu Nunu shook his head and chuckled, whispering a reminder: "Zhang Nengliang, pay attention in class."

"Yes, monitor."

Zhang Nengliang woke up from his daydream with a start and gave an awkward laugh.

He suddenly thought of something and unconsciously sighed softly.

Zhang Nengliang was full of confidence for this competition. It was just a pity that he couldn't let Zhang Beixing see his heroic figure when he won the championship, so that Zhang Beixing wouldn't always belittle him.

But when we bring the championship trophy back, it will give Zhang Beixing a good shock, and the effect should be the same, right?

Zhang Nengliang imagined how impressed Zhang Beixing would look at him then, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his face.

Seeing that the soldiers were very enthusiastic, Lan Zhiguang nodded in satisfaction, then glanced at Yang Junyu beside him.

Yang Junyu immediately understood and nodded, then shouted in a strong voice.

"In accordance with the changes to the rules of the international competition, we will be sending a tank company, a communications and reconnaissance company, and related units, as well as infantry, engineering and defense, and missile units to cooperate in the operation."

"In this competition, you are not only participants, but also trainees and combatants. You could say this is a war."

"Since it's war, we must win!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers below the stage roared in unison.

"Winning first place brings glory to the country!!"

Yang Junyu continued, "Over the next two weeks, you will undergo even more rigorous closed training. Are you ready?"

The soldiers roared again: "Be ready at any time!!"

"Very good, I am very pleased to see your high morale."

As Yang Junyu spoke, he turned to look at Lan Zhiguang.

Brigade Commander Lan Zhiguang nodded slightly and called out, "Continue training!"

"Yes!!"

The pre-battle mobilization meeting ended quickly, and the soldiers returned to their respective training sessions.

Brigade Commander Lan Zhiguang and Yang Junyu walked together in the camp area. Niu Nuli, a key member of the team in this competition, was also called over, and the three walked side by side.

Niu Nuli has always been straightforward and not very good at speaking. Flattering his superiors is what he is least skilled at, and he has remained mostly silent throughout the journey.

Basically, he would only answer one question after Lan Zhiguang asked him one question.

However, Lan Zhiguang was already used to it and naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Niu Nuli, with your personality, I heard you even turned down Battalion Commander Yang's invitation?" Lan Zhiguang said half-jokingly. "What, do I have to personally order you to participate in the competition?"

Niu smiled modestly, looking rather embarrassed.

"I was stuck in a rut back then, unable to get out of this dead end..." (End of Chapter)