He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"Hello, Squad Leader Lao Hei, my name is Tang Xinyi, and Zhang Beixing and I are old friends."

Having lived most of his life, Lao Hei had probably seen more battles than Zhang Beixing had crossed bridges. He glanced at Tang Xinyi, then at Zhang Beixing, and noticed something amiss. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Are you two... dating?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing and Tang Xinyi were both stunned.

Zhang Beixing felt helpless and wondered, "Where did you get that idea?"

I'm warning you, it wasn't me, I didn't!

Tang Xinyi blushed slightly and quickly explained, "No, you misunderstood. We are just comrades-in-arms."

Seeing this scene, Lao Hei could easily understand that it was a case of unrequited love.

This is a bit embarrassing.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment, but Lao Hei laughed and quickly changed the subject.

"Haha, hello, hello, I still have a mission to complete, you guys chat, don't mind me."

After saying that, Lao Hei turned around and left, calling to a few naval soldiers, and hurriedly fled down to the cabin.

After Lao Hei left, Zhang Beixing and Tang Xinyi couldn't help but smile at each other, their eyes clear, as if all the past had vanished with the wind.

As far as the eye can see, the sea and sky meet, and the white clouds drift lazily by, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

A breath of fresh sea air enters the throat, bringing indescribable comfort.

Neither of them spoke, quietly enjoying the tranquility of being on the sea, feeling as if they were a small boat adrift in the vastness of the world.

Shortly after the Marines finished cleaning up the terrorists' bodies, the chemical defense troops who had entered the ship's cabins carefully removed the poison gas grenades, and the ship's fate was naturally to be destroyed.

More and more ships arrived to provide support. Zhang Beixing led his team and boarded the same ship as Lao Hei, slowly returning to port to report back.

As soon as the ship docked, a jeep that had been waiting there picked up Tang Xinyi.

Fan Tianlei, dressed in a crisp military uniform, also stood on the shore to welcome the triumphant soldiers.

Seeing his most prized special forces unit return victorious from another difficult mission, bringing him great pride and even the possibility of receiving commendation from the entire army, Fan Tianlei couldn't hide his radiant smile.

Zhang Beixing led his team members to approach quickly, and they all raised their hands in salute.

"Report to Number Five: Mission accomplished! Instructor Tang has been safely rescued!"

Fan Tianlei responded with a military salute, nodded, and looked pleased and proud.

"Comrades, you've worked hard."

"Serve the people!" the team members responded in unison.

Fan Tianlei smiled, his gaze slowly falling on Zhang Beixing's shoulder, and that familiar, sly smile reappeared on his lips.

"Zhang Beixing, you've made another contribution as the team leader this time. Are you interested in taking another step forward?"

what?
Going a step further?
Does this mean that another star is about to be added to one's rank?

Of course it's a good thing, who wouldn't be happy!
After all, he had been stuck at the rank of lieutenant colonel for some time. A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, so Zhang Beixing naturally wanted to go even further.

However, Zhang Beixing could only think these thoughts to himself. After all, his legendary experience of being promoted from second lieutenant to lieutenant colonel in one year was probably unique to him in this peaceful era!
If I said it in public, I'd probably be pierced by envious, jealous, and hateful stares!

If looks could kill, Zhang Beixing would already be riddled with holes.

Upon hearing the chief of staff's words, He Chenguang, Li Erniu, and the others immediately showed excited smiles, genuinely happy for their captain.

But Zhang Beixing did not rush to respond. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the seemingly smiling but not smiling expression on the big liar's face, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

Seeing that Zhang Beixing did not answer, Fan Tianlei had no choice but to suppress his smile, cough lightly, and continue speaking with feigned authority.

"Logically speaking, you have made one merit after another and should have received the reward you deserve, but you should also understand how precious the opportunity for promotion is in peacetime."

“Military merits are one aspect, seniority and rules are another.” Fan Tianlei gave Zhang Beixing a meaningful look. “Zhang Beixing, if you want to be promoted to colonel, military merits alone are not enough; you also need to accumulate experience.”

Listening to Fan Tianlei's candid and eloquent words, Zhang Beixing understood and a knowing smile appeared on his lips.

Well, I knew things weren't that simple.

Seeing that Zhang Beixing still did not respond and seemed to be hesitating about something, Fan Tianlei couldn't help but get a little anxious and urged him on.

"Give me an answer on what you mean. Don't let down the opportunity that the captain and I worked so hard to get for you."

Zhang Beixing was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up, his eyes bright, and said, "I think I understand."

"Although I have been the captain of the Red Cell Special Operations Team since I joined the Wolf Fang Army, and my rank has been constantly promoted, I have never commanded a combat unit at the company level or above. Are you and the brigade commander planning to give me some military power?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Tianlei couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

"Haha, good lad, you're quite clever indeed."

"You guessed right!"

Fan Tianlei stared intently at Zhang Beixing and spoke solemnly.

"After organizational research and decision, in order to further strengthen military reform measures and enhance the wartime response and command capabilities of special operations units, our Wolf Fang will serve as a pilot unit to select a group of new recruits from grassroots non-commissioned officers and soldiers to serve as an auxiliary unit of the existing officer special operations teams."

"This team's designation is—Xiaolong!"

After a slight pause, Fan Tianlei added in a low voice.

"This is General Gao Shiwei's personal instruction that you will serve as the company commander of this non-commissioned officer combat company."

Zhang Beixing was taken aback upon hearing this.

This is not just a promotion, it's a power move! How could General Gao value him so much?

It is extremely rare in our army for a special operations unit captain to simultaneously assume command of special operations companies below the regimental level.

"Why not the captain?" Zhang Beixing asked.

Fan Tianlei's face hardened, and he said irritably, "What? You want to kick Captain He Zhijun away?"

Indeed, regardless of who directly commands this newly formed special operations company, it ultimately belongs to the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, and the battalion commander is of course He Zhijun!

Zhang Beixing realized what was happening and chuckled.

"If he's willing to step down, I wouldn't mind."

Fan Tianlei laughed: "Oh ho, you're getting bolder and bolder. If you're so capable, go and talk to the brigade leader yourself."

"I wouldn't dare move, I wouldn't dare move, it was just a joke, don't take it seriously." Zhang Beixing quickly waved his hand.

Fearing that He Zhijun might overhear and make things difficult for him, he decided that developing his business discreetly was the right approach.

When will the appointment be announced?

"Probably only two or three days."

"Okay, then give me two days off."

Fan Tianlei frowned and asked, "Why are you asking for leave?"

Zhang Beixing replied with a serious and determined expression, "Once the JF-17 is implemented, how many days of leisure will I, as the squadron leader, have left? I need to seize the time to study!"

Fan Tianlei thought for a moment and then slowly nodded.

"Alright, you decide for yourself. After all, in a few days, we'll be at the same level."

After saying that, Fan Tianlei looked thoughtful and couldn't help but sigh. "Sigh, things are different now. In the blink of an eye, I'll soon be unable to control you anymore. I really feel a little bad about it."

Hearing this, Zhang Beixing felt even more pleased, thinking to himself, "This is nothing. It's not too late to lament when I'm in charge of you."

Upon hearing this good news, the team members applauded and cheered, genuinely happy for their captain.

However, no one noticed that a sly smile quietly flickered across Fan Tianlei's lips at that moment.

"One, two, one! One, two, one! One, two, three... four!"

At dawn, the powerful and resounding drill commands echoed across the training ground of the Wolf Fang Training Base, like the rising sun, brimming with vitality.

However, Zhang Beixing was in a rather unhappy mood as soon as he stepped out of the Wolf Fang Base.

Not only was he unhappy, but he almost burst into a tirade in the office just now!

What happened? It turns out that his promotion to colonel was basically a done deal.

But Zhang Beixing never expected that before he could be happy for long, he would see that the big swindler Fan Tianlei also had a star on his shoulder.

Good heavens, he's been promoted to senior colonel!

He thought he could finally be on equal footing, but little did he know that Fan Tianlei would soon be his superior again.

Just yesterday, this conman was full of emotion, and Zhang Beixing almost believed him.

It's all a trick, it's all a trick.

When Zhang Beixing saw Fan Tianlei smiling broadly when they met today, he almost couldn't resist kicking him out.

Even after leaving the Wolf Fang War Zone, Zhang Beixing still harbored some resentment.

He was usually the one who made the conman suffer, but this time the conman actually managed to fool him. Zhang Beixing secretly resolved to get his revenge.

The road ahead is long, let's wait and see!
After taking two days off, Zhang Beixing planned to stay at the military region library and carefully read the ancient mechanical arts encyclopedia that he had never finished reading.

However, today happens to be the day that the Ninth Brigade returned home victoriously after participating in a tank competition abroad.

As the chief instructor of the combined arms battalion, and having contributed enough to turn the tide in this competition, Brigade Commander Lan Zhiguang of the Ninth Brigade naturally wouldn't forget to invite him to the victory celebration banquet.

Dressed in civilian clothes, Zhang Bei walked out of the gate of the Langya War Zone. Instead of driving, he strode straight toward the adjacent war zone.

The Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade and the Ninth Brigade both belong to the Southeast Military Region, but are assigned to different theater commands.

The 9th Brigade belongs to the Armored Theater Command, whose entire regimental-level and above combat units are armored tank units. In terms of ground firepower, the Armored Theater Command is undoubtedly the most powerful.

Upon reaching the gate of the war zone, the sentry checked Zhang Beixing's credentials and immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Greetings, Commander!"

Zhang Beixing took the documents and smiled slightly. To be honest, although he felt a little uncomfortable, the address "Chief" did sound quite comforting, hehe.

As a participating unit in this overseas competition, the 9th Brigade lived up to expectations. Through the hard work of all officers and soldiers, they successfully brought the championship trophy back to China, leaving a glorious mark on the history of tank warfare worldwide and bringing honor to the country.

To commend them, the theater command allocated the theater auditorium to the 9th Brigade for a celebration. The area was brightly decorated, filled with a festive atmosphere.

Zhang Beixing strolled along the tree-lined path in the camp, asking several passing soldiers for directions before finally finding the auditorium.

Passing by a training ground, a company of an armored division was holding a new recruit induction ceremony.

Whether new recruits or veterans, they all shouted their enlistment oaths so loudly that they almost shattered their eardrums.

Impressive! That's the kind of deafening feeling we're aiming for!

"Private Ma Xiaoshuai!"

"arrive--!"

"Private Ma Xiaoshuai, from this day forward you must remember that you are the 4,957th soldier of the Steel Seventh Company!"

"Yes!"

"Private Ma Xiaoshuai, do you understand the significance of the Steel Seventh Company?"

"I will spend the rest of my life trying to understand it!"

"Very good! As the 4,956th soldier of the Steel Seventh Company, I believe you can do it. Attention, all men, prepare the battle song!"

The resounding battle song, as powerful as steel, boomed like thunder, its momentum overwhelming.

"A thunderclap, a sword, a pack of fierce tigers, the Steel Seventh Company."

With an iron will and iron will, we defend our country and protect our homeland.

The battle cries terrified the enemy, and his reputation for invincibility spread far and wide.

"Attack with certainty, defend with unwavering resolve, and triumph over the enemy's corpses..."

Zhang Beixing suddenly stopped in his tracks, feeling that the singing sounded somewhat familiar. Before he could look closely, a familiar figure came running from a distance.

The person who arrived was Zhang Nengliang.

Zhang Nengliang jogged over, put his hands on his hips, and said with a smile, "Team Leader Zhang, what are you still doing here? Hurry up, the event is about to start, we've been waiting for you."

"Coming right away."

Zhang Beixing casually agreed, glanced at him, and smiled as he spoke.

"Wow, not bad, you've been promoted to sergeant? Planning to stay in the military long-term? Not going home to inherit the family business?"

After being praised by Zhang Beixing, Zhang Nengliang scratched his head shyly: "My dad has always wanted me to go back and take over the company business, but I still want to join the army. I'll just take it one step at a time."

"If all else fails, I'll have to go home and inherit the family fortune."

Zhang Beixing chuckled: "You're likely to get beaten up for saying that."

"Tch." Zhang Nengliang retorted dismissively, "Anyone has the right to say that, except you."

Zhang Beixing nodded, thinking that made sense. He was probably the richest second-generation heir in the entire military region.

If I don't become a general, I'll probably have to go home and inherit a fortune of hundreds of millions, which is a real headache. To avoid having to go back and take over the family business, I have to work twice as hard!
"It's perfectly normal for someone as talented as me to become a non-commissioned officer," Zhang Nengliang boasted shamelessly.

"Oh, and I have some good news for you! Our class monitor has finally been promoted! Now he can't leave even if he wanted to!"

what?
Old Niu got promoted!
"This is really good news. It's been worth all of Lao Niu's hard work over the years. A truly outstanding tank talent like him would be wasted anywhere else."

"For a top soldier, the military camp is the only true home!"

Zhang Nengliang glanced at the time and urged, "Let's hurry up. It's no use telling me this kind of congratulations. You have to tell our class monitor in person. He'll definitely be very happy."

“Okay.” Zhang Beixing nodded. “Indeed, we should congratulate Lao Niu on getting his wish.”

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Beixing had no time to think about anything else, and the two of them quickly ran towards the auditorium.

The grand hall, used as the venue for the victory celebration, was already packed with people, clinking glasses and bustling about. Soft music filled the hall, creating a joyful atmosphere.

Every soldier who participated in the battle changed into his regular military uniform and sat down in his platoon or squad.

An unusual arrangement had been made of the small table in front of them, which was filled with all sorts of snacks, fruits, and drinks. La Qiangdong and Wang Xiaowang sat around Niu Nuli, eating with great relish.

"Food in China is still the best. I felt like I lost weight during the two weeks I spent in G country."

"Don't just focus on eating, we haven't properly congratulated our squad leader... oh no, we should call him platoon leader now!"

"Yes, yes, yes, first platoon leader, please!" (End of Chapter)