He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Li Zhencheng told several police officers to get a car and took the special forces team to escape the summer heat.

Just a brief exchange during our meeting established our superior-subordinate relationship.

Whether intentional or not, Zhang Beixing was quite satisfied with the result.

In just a few words, Zhang Beixing had already taken control of the joint operation.

In the conference room of the anti-drug squad, each person had a plate of bright red watermelon in front of them to cool them down.

Zhang Beixing and Li Zhencheng exchanged and summarized the intelligence they had, formulated a simple plan, and then just waited for the "weather forecast".

The so-called "weather forecast" was not a real weather forecast, but a code for communicating with informants.

Having learned from the previous experience, the intelligence gathered for this operation must be absolutely foolproof, and there must be no more instances of informants turning against us.

Zhang Beixing, however, was not worried at all.

The informants who infiltrated the enemy this time were Xiao Zhuang and Owl. One of them was once the best reconnaissance company commander, and the other was a special forces assault team member of Lone Wolf B. They were the most trustworthy.

After finishing the watermelon, Zhang Beixing got straight to the point: "To put it simply, for this operation, I only need ten team members from your anti-drug squad who are familiar with the terrain."

"But……"

Li Zhencheng was about to speak when Zhang Beixing raised his hand to interrupt him.

“I know your combat capabilities are also quite impressive. But this is not an ordinary anti-drug operation, and the other side is definitely not just trying to open up a new drug trafficking route. It's not that I look down on you, but I really don't want to see the disastrous situation last time.”

"This is a war, a battlefield for professional soldiers."

Zhang Beixing spoke with absolute certainty, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Moreover, neither side has had time to work things out. Besides, with your Type 64 pistols and submachine guns, fighting these well-equipped drug dealers is practically suicide."

Although Li Zhencheng was very reluctant to admit that the other party's words seemed somewhat condescending, he had no way to refute them, because their combat strength was indeed far inferior, and he also knew that Zhang Beixing meant well.

Ordinary police officers would be in great danger if they were to get involved in this war; it is not a battlefield they can handle.

After hearing these words, Li Zhencheng took a deep breath, backed down a step, but still insisted.

"It's fine if your special forces are the main fighting force, but I hope the special patrol detachment can also participate in the combat."

“Many of them are veterans who have fought on the front lines for many years and have extensive experience in jungle drug enforcement. Although urban counter-terrorism is their forte, their combat effectiveness in jungle warfare is still considerable. Moreover, the special patrol has two heavy machine guns, which can definitely play a good suppressive role,” Li Zhencheng insisted.

After listening, Zhang Beixing felt that there was some truth to it. Indeed, one should not be too arrogant and underestimate the strength of the local soldiers, so he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, it's settled then. The special patrol team will cooperate with our anti-drug operation in the mountains."

Zhang Beixing, the commander-in-chief of the operation, made the final decision, and the meeting came to a close.

After the meeting, under Li Zhencheng's arrangement, the special forces soldiers quickly replenished their supplies and took a short rest. After replenishing their food and water, they would immediately set off into the deep mountains of the tropical jungle.

Although the informant's accurate intelligence had not yet arrived, time was of the essence. Upon receiving intelligence regarding the caravan's specific entry into the country, the special forces members had to ensure they were already in position and lying in ambush.

Everyone will assemble in one hour.

Li Zhencheng personally led the special patrol team, preparing to enter the deep mountains with the special forces as soon as possible to complete the ambush operation.

Zhang Beixing met up with the captains of the three special operations teams: Lei Zhan, Tan Xiaolin, and Yuan Lang, and began to talk.

Lei Zhan said worriedly, "We don't know whether the next caravan will enter the country in a day, a week, or a month."

Yuan Lang remained calm as he slowly inhaled a cigarette. He always needed a cigarette to calm himself before a major battle.

Nicotine and alcohol in cigarettes have always been forbidden for special forces members to touch, as these substances can slow down their reaction time.

But at this moment, no one blamed Yuan Lang, because they were all very nervous.

Yuan Lang exhaled smoke from his cigarette and slowly said, "What we need to do is calm our minds and gather our strength, like a hunter hiding in the darkness, waiting for the prey to appear, and then striking it dead in one blow."

“That’s right,” Zhang Beixing added. “A good hunter will always maintain perfect patience and will never reveal himself before the prey appears.”

Zhang Beixing turned to Tan Xiaolin and asked, "Yun Que, how are the female soldiers doing? Once they enter the forest, no one can leave the woods unless the enemy is completely wiped out, so as not to expose their position."

"Don't worry, Captain Zhang," Tan Xiaolin assured him confidently. "Our Fire Phoenix team has made the most thorough preparations for this battle. Everyone carries essential medicines, and the weaknesses that women have will never appear on the battlefield."

"Thank you for your hard work," Zhang Beixing nodded approvingly.

Zhang Beixing was unusually serious for once, because he knew that this enemy was far from the disorganized rabble they had previously wiped out. It might even be a suicide squad composed of world-class mercenaries, and he could not afford to be careless.

Seeing Zhang Beixing's solemn expression, Lei Zhan and Yuan Lang exchanged a glance, also seeing a hint of seriousness in each other's eyes.

They had never seen Zhang Beixing so serious before; clearly, this mission was extremely difficult!
Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and exhaled heavily: "Prepare to go into the mountains!"

The three captains responded in unison: "Yes!"

The three of them ran quickly to the front of their group.

"Lightning Commando, line up!"

"Qi Huan! Dragon Squadron, assemble!"

"Fire Phoenix, Assemble!"

Zhang Bei walked up to the Red Cell team members. Led by He Chenguang, the team was perfectly aligned, each member standing tall and straight, eyes fixed straight ahead, exuding a fierce aura, like a row of upright javelins, inspiring awe.

Once upon a time, Zhang Beixing would tell people with a smile that every soldier he led would become a king among soldiers. Whether it was He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Xu Tianlong, or even the honest Li Erniu, they would all one day become the best of the best, the king among kings.

This is absolutely not a joke. It's unclear when it happened, but every member of the Red Cell team has long since become an enviable and awe-inspiring elite soldier.

Zhang Beixing shouted, "Each of you is a king of soldiers, but this is not our end. This is the beginning of Chinese special forces stepping onto the world stage, and this beginning will start with red blood cells. Comrades, are you ready to sacrifice your lives for the country?"

The entire team roared out without hesitation.

"Always be prepared!"

"Always be prepared!"

"Always be prepared!"

Each cry was higher and higher than the last, like towering waves.

The roar seemed to possess an inexplicable infectious power. All the special forces members, male and female, shouted it out with all their might, their voices resounding throughout the world and reaching the heavens. Li Zhencheng stared blankly at the imposing special forces before him, and couldn't help but sigh in awe.

"It is the nation's sharpest weapon!"

A sudden downpour washed away the dust and debris, revealing a vibrant green hue to the entire tropical rainforest.

The ground was wet and slick, and countless insects crawled rapidly through the mud churned up by the rain. A strong, pungent smell of earth permeated the air.

In the flat grass where there was no trace of concealment, a resolute face painted with oil paint and a pair of piercing eyes scanned all directions within a 120-degree angle of sight without blinking.

"Thor reports, no anomalies at High Ground 93. Lark, report your location, over."

Lying in the grass, Lei Zhan whispered to himself through the radio in his ear.

A faint hum of electricity echoed through the empty, silent forest, making the mountains and forests seem even quieter.

"No abnormalities in the northwest direction. Over."

"Demon King received." Zhang Beixing, also hidden in the jungle, remained motionless, his breathing barely perceptible, and whispered, "Sniper, report your situation. Over."

The voices of snipers from various positions gradually rose over the radio channel.

"This is where the enemy killed. There are no signs of pedestrians passing by in the direction of the Tea Horse Road. Over."

"Falcon reports, everything is normal, over."

"Yan Gang's position is normal, but there are some problems on the special patrol team's side. Over."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing showed no surprise on his face, and his tone remained as calm as ever.

"Captain Li, what's going on?"

There was a brief silence on the channel, followed by Li Zhencheng's somewhat bitter reply.

"Sorry, we've been living like wild men in the mountains for three days. Some team members have never undergone such rigorous training before, and their bodies are starting to give out. It just rained heavily, and many people have caught colds, so we need to withdraw from the operation."

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly, but did not blame him too much.

Urban counter-terrorism operations are the special patrol unit's home turf. Exposing them to the elements and insects like special forces soldiers, restricting their movement, hindering timely food and water replenishment, and even forcing them to relieve themselves wherever they can, inevitably leads to a significant decrease in their physical resilience over time.

Zhang Beixing had anticipated these problems, so they were not unexpected.

The original plan was to confront the caravan that had secretly infiltrated the country the following day.

But now three days have passed, and clearly, things have changed.

During the three days that Xiao Zhuang was lying in ambush here, no new intelligence came out, and his superiors only gave him the order to wait and await further instructions.

This series of unexpected events undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the mission, leaving the special patrol team members, who had not undergone special field training, physically and mentally exhausted.

But none of that is the most important thing. The question that worries Zhang Bei the most is: when exactly will the drug dealers arrive?

Special forces soldiers are human too. If the ambush lasts too long, even the best hunter will lose patience. Now it's a special patrol officer who's fallen; next time it could be a special forces soldier.

Zhang Beixing said slowly, "I'm sorry, Captain Li, I cannot grant your request. If we retreat, our operation may expose our position. Please take the wounded and rest where you are. I will send someone over to treat you on the spot."

"...Okay, I understand."

Li Zhencheng also felt somewhat ashamed that this had happened, but there was nothing he could do about it.

After saying that, Li Zhencheng couldn't help but look up at Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu, who were lying in ambush not far away.

This special forces soldier from the Red Cell Special Operations Team, once he lay down there, immediately became as silent as a stone, completely merging with nature. Regardless of wind, rain, or insect bites, he remained motionless, as if lifeless.

Only when Zhang Beixing issues the order will he pounce out like a hungry wolf waiting to hunt, instantly killing the enemy without mercy.

Looking at his teammates, Li Zhencheng suddenly understood what it meant to remain calm and composed even when Mount Tai collapses before you, like a still pool or a towering mountain.

This is the stark difference between them.

"Wall's, you haven't neglected your battlefield first aid skills, have you?"

He Lu Xue replied, "Don't worry, of course not, leave it to me."

"OK."

In a secluded grove of fallen leaves, a petite figure slowly rose and cautiously moved toward the special patrol position.

However, at that moment, the long-awaited "weather forecast" suddenly rang out on Zhang Beixing's special radio channel.

"The heavy rain has stopped, the sun is about to come out, and the aunties are getting ready to go home and visit."

Zhang Beixing's gaze sharpened, and his mind stirred for a moment.

Finally, it's here!
The "Second Aunt" mentioned in the intelligence report naturally refers to those drug dealers who live on the edge.

Once the heavy rain stops, those scoundrels and monsters who wanted to sneak into the ancient road during this relaxed moment will finally show their faces!
"Attention all personnel, prepare for Level 1 combat!"

As the resounding words fell, the dark clouds overhead completely dispersed. In a swift turn, a bright sun suddenly peeked out from behind the clouds, radiating its intense heat upon the earth.

One second it's all cloudy, the next it's sunny and the temperature is soaring.

This is the unique weather characteristic of tropical rainforests.

This also means that the battle is about to begin!

"Stay hidden, there's something going on at sniper number one's position."

Suddenly, Falcon's urgent cry came through the channel.

Zhang Beixing immediately looked into the distance in the direction indicated by the falcon.

The captains of several teams also took out their binoculars and looked into the distance.

Hidden among the lush foliage of the woods, they could clearly see a caravan of over thirty packhorses, escorted by a group of armed bodyguards, crossing towards the border.

The people driving the packhorses all had the appearance of people from the Dian Kingdom, while the guards were all dressed in one-piece black raincoats, covering their heads and bodies completely, making it impossible to see their faces. (End of Chapter)