He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

The new recruit muttered in a tearful voice, "Platoon leader, but you haven't become a general yet, it's such a waste..."

Normally, if the platoon leader saw such a stupid greenhorn, he would have kicked him away long ago!
You little rascal, how many beatings have you taken? How come you're so clueless?
But now, the platoon leader simply didn't have the extra strength to kick anyone.

The platoon leader's voice gradually weakened, becoming barely audible.

"Then don't let me sacrifice myself in vain. Protect the satellite. When the support troops arrive, we absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of foreign personnel. This isn't about money; it's about national security and the honor of soldiers. You must not let me fail..."

Before he could finish speaking, a fully armed figure suddenly rushed out of the jungle opposite and swiftly headed towards the giant crater where the satellite was located.

It looks like that person is going to... steal the satellite chip!
He didn't know where the strength came from, but the platoon leader knew he was doomed to die, so he decided to fight to the death!
Upon realizing this, the platoon leader immediately picked up his rifle and rushed out as well.

The platoon leader leaped out of the earthen rammed earth shelter.

While regaining his balance, he raised his rifle, aimed, and fired in one fluid motion!
—Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three precise shots pierced the militant's head.

The armed man who was running forward suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, dying instantly.

The platoon leader charged forward a few more steps, but was instantly shot down by the sniper rifle fire that followed.

Someone shouted, "Watch out! There's a sniper on the other side!"

Several border guards roared and tried to rush out, but were stopped by their platoon leader, who was lying on the ground with blood all over his mouth.

"Protect...protect...the satellite..."

After saying that, the platoon leader closed his heavy eyes.

He no longer had the strength to stand up.

The moment the platoon leader fell, a soldier rushed out without hesitation, trying to retrieve his body.

There's an old saying in the army: when you're in danger, your squad leader can take a bullet for you.

To this day, these border guards, who may never encounter war or bloodshed in their lives, have proven that this is not just empty talk.

The platoon leader could also take bullets for them!
"Platoon leader!"

The soldier roared and charged out.

However, as soon as they peeked out, another sniper shot rang out.

The bullet pierced the soldier's head instantly, splattering a crimson spray of blood in mid-air.

"Platoon leader!"

"Zhao Yu!"

The border guards roared, their eyes bloodshot and their gazes bloodshot.

Some people tried to rush forward, but the squad leader held them back tightly.

"Don't go! No one is allowed to go!"

"They're trying to surround the corpses and then attack the reinforcements!"

What is meant by "surrounding the corpse to attack reinforcements"?

Simply put, this is an extremely cruel tactic.

The strategy involves occupying a high ground or concealed position on one side of the enemy forces, taking down a valuable commander, and then using the enemy's camaraderie to send covert reinforcements forward before firing and eliminating them one by one.

This is a bit like fishing, using a bait to lure more soldiers to their deaths!

"Stop! All of you, stop!"

Just then, a burst of bullets whistled through the air, scattering wood chips and grass blades everywhere, pinning the soldiers down.

"Fire back! Avenge the platoon leader and Zhao Yu!" the squad leader roared angrily.

No sooner had he finished speaking than another deafening roar echoed from the other side.

--boom!

A howitzer shell flew out and exploded.

Soil was blown away, and stones flew everywhere.

Many soldiers were seriously injured by this attack, and the two sides immediately engaged in a tacit exchange of fire.

Smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder filled everyone's mouths and noses.

Facing an armed force whose path was unknown, the border guards suffered heavy losses in their first real combat experience.

Despite this, not a single person deserted.

There are no deserters on China's borders!

"Snow Eagle calling for backup! Snow Eagle calling for backup! We're in danger!!"

Urgent and tense communication calls rang out continuously amidst the sounds of gunfire.

—Da da da…!
—Bang! Bang! Bang!
"When will reinforcements arrive? We can't hold on much longer!"

"Special forces! Where are the special forces?! We need backup!"

……

"Playing PUBG?" Song Kaifei's eyes lit up. "That's a great idea! It's fun and practical. You're a true captain!"

Zhang Beixing said disdainfully, "Don't flatter me. I'm so outstanding, do I need your praise?"

PUBG?

Playing PUBG?

What are all these things?
Yuan Lang blinked, looking genuinely confused, not quite understanding.

He has been in the army for almost ten years and has never heard of any military training involving playing PUBG.
"Why do we need chicken? Is it poached chicken or braised chicken?"

Hearing this, Song Kaifei, who was standing next to him, burst out laughing and patted Yuan Lang's shoulder playfully.

"I'm asking you, Captain Yuan, are you serious? You don't look that much older than me, so how come there's such a big generation gap between you and us young people?"

"Eating chicken isn't about actually eating chicken; it's a game, a multiplayer shooting survival game. The final winner is—Winner Winner Chicken Dinner."

Song Kaifei raised an eyebrow smugly, "Got it?"

After hearing this explanation, Yuan Lang nodded in understanding.

Since joining the A-team, he has been dealing with weapons, ammunition, radar, and maps year-round. To this day, he still uses a satellite phone specially issued by the military, which has none of the fancy functions of smartphones and can only make calls and send text messages.

So Yuan Lang really didn't understand PUBG, but as the saying goes, if you understand one method, you understand all methods. After Song Kaifei's brief explanation, he roughly understood what was going on.

"Oh, playing games, I get it. It's like those military games, right? They're educational and entertaining, which young people like these days. That's a good idea, but how do we actually implement it?"

Zhang Beixing didn't rush to answer Yuan Lang's question, but instead rolled his eyes at Song Kaifei.

"You think you know everything! Look at the wrinkles on your face from smiling so much, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a young person?"

Song Kaifei retorted indignantly, "You're twenty-eight, not even thirty yet, how can you not be a young person?"

Zhang Beixing completely ignored him, disregarding his frustrated question, and turned to look at Yuan Lang, speaking while pondering.

"Are there any remote, uninhabited places near our military region that are suitable for training troops?"

"If we want to play games, we need to find a battlefield map first." Yuan Lang thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and nodded immediately.

“There really is such a place. Thirty miles south of the war zone, there is a primeval forest that has never been cut down. It should meet your requirements.”

"Okay, the map problem is solved. This afternoon, take a few people to survey the terrain."

"no problem."

Zhang Beixing slowly rubbed his chin, his brows furrowed slightly, as he continued to ponder the details of the game.

"Okay, if the terrain is fine in two weeks, take these recruits to the primeval forest, four men per team, each equipped with two blank magazines of Type 95 rifles and one magazine of pistols, a compass, a map, and a day's worth of individual rations... That's all for now, there are still two weeks, no rush, you can add the details later."

After saying that, Zhang Beixing turned around thoughtfully and looked at Song Kaifei, instructing, "Oh right, take this opportunity to practice the new recruits' parachute landings. Pilots, go to the Army Aviation Brigade and find a few reliable drivers to help out."

"No problem, leave it to me." Song Kaifei patted his chest loudly. "Who do you think I am? This little thing can't stump me! I was a top-notch leader in the airborne division back in the day!"

Zhang Beixing gave a faint "hmm".

"Since everyone is okay with it, let's adjourn the meeting. We'll check on the new recruits' training results in two weeks."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Old Yuan, don't bother seeing me off. I can go back by myself. Get back to training."

After finishing his sentence, Zhang Beixing didn't stand on ceremony and turned to leave.

As he walked, he pulled out a book from somewhere, lowered his head to read it, and left.

After Zhang Beixing had walked quite a distance and was watching Wang Yanbing, who was training new recruits, he noticed that Yuan Lang had arrived at the training ground at some point and came over with a smile to greet him.

"Huh? The captain's been here?"

"You were so focused on training that the captain didn't even dare to disturb you, even though you had just left a short while ago."

Wang Yanbing scratched his head: "I really didn't notice."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and leaned close to the two of them, asking in a low voice.

"Is the captain going to pull some kind of trick again?"

The two of them glanced at him simultaneously and said in unison.

"You were right."

……

The new recruits continued to sweat profusely on the training field, and the four-week grueling training month was finally coming to an end, feeling like an eternity.

When the instructors announced the end of the grueling training month on the parade ground, every recruit's eyes were filled with tears, their eyes brimming with excitement, feeling that even the Lunar New Year holiday hadn't brought them this much excitement.

Waaah, these painful yet joyful days are finally over!
As the new recruits embraced and wept in the mud, the instructors announced that after a day of rest, the training camp would hold its final assessment, and the recruits should prepare themselves.

Everyone thought they had passed the Wolf Fang selection, but they didn't expect there would be another test.

This was like pouring a bucket of cold water over one's head, instantly extinguishing some of the joy that had just been felt.

In any case, the month of grueling training is over. As for the assessments, they'll just have to deal with whatever comes their way. For the new recruits who have passed the JF-17 training, there's nothing to fear anymore!
The instructor announced the dismissal, and the new recruits scattered in an instant.

With smiles on their faces, they rushed into the dormitory shower room, finally having a chance to wash off the mud and grime.

The tap gushed out clear water, thoroughly washing over the young and energetic body.

Inside the bathhouse, some sang loudly, some wept bitterly, and some were still worried and anxious about the assessment the day after tomorrow. But at least today, they were free.

For veterans who are already used to the intensity of Wolf Fang training, the remaining two weeks will be over in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, this one-day holiday will pass in the blink of an eye.

Soon, all the remaining recruits who had been selected and eliminated assembled fully armed at the helicopter training ground of a certain army aviation brigade the next morning, at the sound of a sharp whistle.

The veterans led the way, yelling at the new recruits.

"Quickly! Check your parachutes and board the plane as fast as you can!"

In the distance, on the playground, three Z-8B transport helicopters and two camouflaged light helicopters were parked.

Inside one of the camouflage helicopters, Zhang Beixing and his Red Cell Special Operations Team were all in position.

In the other helicopter were Yuan Lang and several veteran special operations officers, including Qi Huan, who were ready to lead these new recruits into the blue sky at any time.

Tap tap tap tap...!
As the sound of orderly footsteps rang out, and the fully armed recruits boarded the transport plane, Zhang Beixing looked out the window and gave a thumbs-up to the helicopter pilot.

The pilot nodded and grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Attention all personnel, prepare for takeoff!"

"Target: Area A63"

"Received, Siberian Wren!"

"Warhawk received!"

The walkie-talkie channel was filled with responses from the helicopter pilots.

The driver pulls down the throttle, presses several different buttons and switches on the control panel in front of him, then grips the brakes tightly with both hands and begins to slowly lift the vehicle.

The helicopter's wings and propellers began to spin and hover rapidly, creating countless hurricanes on the playground.

The deafening sound echoed throughout the cabin, and the sudden change in air pressure caused slight discomfort, but the veterans who were used to flying high were already accustomed to it.

For the new recruits, it brought more surprise and excitement.

The transport plane also carried many new recruits who were originally paratroopers. They looked down on their comrades from other units who had never participated in paratrooper training.

Several helicopters took off together, lined up at varying heights against the blue sky and white clouds, and sped toward the target area.

Inside the transport plane carrying the new recruits, without the supervision of veteran instructors, the atmosphere was lively, with everyone engaged in enthusiastic discussions.

"Hey, where do you think the helicopter is taking us?"

"Look, there are birds flying outside."

"Nonsense! Helicopters disperse flocks of birds before takeoff, so where would you find birds? You probably just saw plastic bags!" someone laughed.

The man scratched his head sheepishly.

"Hey, it really does look like a plastic bag, black one."

"I don't know what the assessment will be about, which makes me feel really uncertain. But they gave us blank rounds, so it must be some kind of exercise."

"Oh well, whatever. I'm here now, might as well make the best of it. I've already endured a month of hardship, what's a little assessment?"

"This comrade is right. We can't let these veterans look down on us. Let's keep it up, everyone!"

The new recruits were having a lively and relaxed discussion because, at this moment, they still didn't know what challenges they were about to face.

Area A36, primeval forest!
Three Z-8 transport planes, led by two light camouflage helicopters, sped over the primeval forest.

The wings cut through the air, the wind whistling.

Looking down from the sky, the lush forest stretches out to an immense extent, seemingly endless, with pine trees covering the mountains and plains as far as the eye can see.

Towering trees rise from the ground, their branches intertwined in all sorts of strange shapes, reaching into the sky and slicing the sunlight overhead into tiny fragments.

A strong wind swept in, and the branches and leaves of the trees on the entire hilltop swayed in the wind, resembling a green ocean. (End of Chapter)