This arrogant demeanor makes him look less like a prisoner about to be executed and more like an elder examining a less promising student.

The trainees dared not breathe, keeping their heads up, chests out, and eyes straight ahead.

The man named Zhao Fenglei paused slightly, stopping in front of Yu Dalei, whose expression was calm, and said with a smile.

"Young man, you're quite good, better than them. You have the same style I had back when I was in the Army Academy, where I was invincible."

Yu Dalei glanced at him, but remained silent.

Zhao Fenglei didn't care at all, his face still bearing an unruly smile. He didn't care that the other party was ignoring him, because he had once been a soldier himself and knew that this was military rule and discipline.

He continued walking forward, turning his head to look around at the students on guard, and spoke loudly, his tone seemingly consoling.

"I'm your senior, but I haven't set a good example for you. I deserve this fate. You must learn from this and be good people no matter what, whether you stay in the military or not."

The reason why the Army Academy cadets were specifically involved in today's escort mission may be that the academy leaders intended to use this opportunity to set a negative example, so that the students would remember this scene and never try to provoke the law, thus becoming a disgrace and a disgrace to the academy.

Zhao Fenglei continued, "You don't need to be afraid. No matter what, we are all from the same school, so I won't lay a hand on you."

Hearing this, Yu Dalei couldn't help but glare at him coldly.

"You can try. The younger generation surpasses the older generation, and we are no worse than you. From the moment you embarked on the path of crime, you were no longer worthy of being our fellow disciples."

"Yu Dalei, silence!"

Suddenly someone shouted angrily.

Yu Dalei immediately shut his mouth, swallowing back the rest of what he wanted to say.

The two police officers continued to escort Zhao Fenglei forward.

"Wang Wang!"

Beside the training field convoy, Zhang Beixing was leisurely waiting for the prisoner to be brought over, munching on an apple and sitting at Caesar's feet.

As Zhao Fenglei was brought before him, he glanced at the extraordinary young man as he passed by Zhang Beixing.

"Special Forces?"

Zhao Fenglei narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in them.

Zhang Beixing nodded slightly and asked in return, "Reconnaissance soldier, Zhao Fenglei?"

“It’s me.” Zhao Fenglei smiled. “Looks like I have enough influence that they actually sent special forces to escort me.”

Zhang Beixing shook his head: "It's not a special forces unit, it's just me. You don't have that much influence."

Zhao Fenglei smiled nonchalantly: "Looks like we're going to have a wonderful day today."

"If you try to run away or fight back, today will be your last day," Zhang Beixing said calmly, casually tossing him an apple. "Want an apple?"

"Thank you."

Zhao Fenglei thanked him but didn't take the apple, letting it roll to the ground.

"But I've had enough of the apples in the army canteen, and I'm no longer qualified to eat them."

"whatever."

Zhang Beixing waved his hand casually, finished the last piece of fruit pit, and tossed it aside. The pit traced a beautiful parabola and landed precisely in a trash can ten meters away.

"See him off to his car."

Zhang Beixing gave an order to two soldiers from the police company, and the two men pushed Zhao Fenglei into the back seat of a car.

"gather!"

Caesar joined in the barking: "Woof woof!"

Liu Guangwu and Yu Dalei each led their own teams, carrying their guns on their backs, and quickly ran over to arrange for their teams to board the vehicles.

Let's go.

The Hummer convoy started up and slowly drove out of the academy's back gate, mingling with the vehicles on the road to form a long line on the highway, heading towards their destination.

The Hummer military vehicle was spacious. A capable soldier was driving, while Zhang Beixing sat in the passenger seat, looking down at a comic book. Caesar was also sitting next to him, busy dismantling chairs, having a great time.

Zhao Fenglei sat silently in the middle of the back seat, glancing sideways at the bustling traffic outside the window, his eyes constantly shifting, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Yu Dalei and Liu Guangwu sat on either side of Zhao Fenglei, tasked with monitoring and protecting him.

However, by this time, their submachine guns were already hanging around their necks, their hands were tightly gripped in front of their chests, their expressions were meticulous, and they dared not be careless or loosen their grip in the slightest.

Seeing the two men looking like they were facing a formidable enemy in the rearview mirror, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but laugh.

"You two relax. Don't get so nervous that your fingers stiffen and you can't even fire a gun accurately if something really happens later."

"Don't worry, there's no need to be so nervous. If this guy really dares to make a move, I guarantee I'll snap his neck the moment he does it, he won't be able to escape."

If he dares to run, I'll personally snap his neck? ...

These menacing words, uttered by Zhang Beixing, sounded as casual as asking, "Have you eaten?"
Hearing Zhang Beixing's relaxed and casual tone, Yu Dalei was alright, because he had great confidence in Zhang Beixing's abilities.

Liu Guangwu hesitated for a moment, but still prepared to relax his body.

However, before the two could even stretch their stiff necks and fingers, Zhao Fenglei spoke first.

"I won't run away. This is what I deserve. I've brought shame to the military, and this is the end I deserve. But you should still be careful."

As soon as Zhao Fenglei spoke, the two of them immediately tensed up again.

After all, sitting in the middle is a hardened criminal who has been through countless battles, killed many people, and whose hands are stained with blood.

Although most of the people killed were bad guys and no innocent people were harmed, the level of danger was no less than that of international fugitives on the highest alert level.

Neither Yu Dalei nor Liu Guangwu dared to relax; their bodies remained tense.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing stopped talking to the two and looked at Zhao Fenglei, who had spoken.

"Looks like you're quite the tough guy. But now that things have come to this, I don't want to ask you why you chose this path of no return."

"Life is tough, and the cutthroat competition in the outside world is no less dangerous than the battlefield. I've seen plenty of cases where even a hero is brought down by a penny. But as a comrade-in-arms, I don't want to make things difficult for you, so just be honest."

"No, you should listen to my opinion!" Zhao Fenglei insisted. "Although I don't want to run away, someone will still attack you because someone is paying to have my life on the black market!"

"If... I mean if, in an extremely dangerous situation, you can just kill me. I don't want to implicate anyone else, especially these children."

Don't you want to drag others down with you anymore?
That one sentence alone was enough to make Zhang Beixing admire him.

Zhang Beixing, a master of superb acting skills, could naturally tell that Zhao Fenglei's words were sincere and without any pretense.

It's a real pity that such a distinguished man couldn't escape the temptations of worldly power and money.

Upon hearing this, Yu Dalei and the other man had complicated expressions.

They couldn't understand how such a courageous and responsible man could embark on such a criminal and illegal path after leaving the team.

This transformation was incredibly shocking to them.

Zhang Beixing's expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded slightly.

"understood."

"Woof!" Caesar suddenly raised his head alertly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of brake pads rang out rapidly.

"--squeak!"

The car suddenly stopped, and the driver slammed on the brakes, reducing the speed drastically.

"There's something going on ahead; a car is deliberately blocking our way."

At that moment, the walkie-talkie also crackled with messages from the convoy behind.

"There's a car behind us trying to chase us!"

Zhang Beixing hummed in agreement and replied, "Keep your distance and don't fall behind. There are a lot of cars here, and we're about to pass through the city center. They won't dare to make a move here. Otherwise, they definitely won't be able to get out of the city."

"Prepare for battle and remain on high alert."

An enemy situation report came over the channel, and all the trainees tensed up. A sense of impending doom filled the vehicle.

Zhao Fenglei said expressionlessly, "Be careful. The other side has hired well-known assassins from overseas. You have no idea how ruthless these assassins are!"

A notorious assassin?
Is it that impressive?

I wonder how ruthless they are?

Zhang Beixing turned around and sneered, "Looks like you don't know what a special forces soldier is either."

Zhao Fenglei was taken aback upon hearing this, and after a long while, he also revealed a smile that was hard to decipher.

Indeed, he didn't understand what a real special forces soldier was.

As one of the top reconnaissance soldiers in the reconnaissance brigade, he had participated in the selection and assessment for special forces, but unfortunately, he failed. So, in his entire life, he never had the chance to see the true face of the special forces.

"Special forces, huh..." Zhao Fenglei smiled slightly, "I hope I'll have the honor of seeing one today."

"You will," Zhang Beixing said noncommittally.

Zhang Beixing's unintentional remark ironically fueled Zhao Fenglei's fighting spirit.

"Then I'll wait and see."

After saying that, Zhao Fenglei added symbolically, "I'll say it again: if you can't handle it, then just kill me. Don't give them any chance."

Zhang Beixing said no more, only nodded heavily.

"I will."

After saying that, Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and gave instructions to the driver.

"We should despise the enemy strategically, but take them seriously tactically. Let's play it safe and sound the alarms to clear the surrounding vehicles."

"Okay." The driver nodded and immediately turned on the siren.

"Hey... Waaah! Hey... Waaah...!"

A sharp siren blared, and red and blue lights flashed on the roof of the car.

The city streets were bustling with traffic, with countless private cars and buses speeding along. Upon seeing such an imposing convoy, the vehicles traveling alongside the Humvees slowed down and distanced themselves from the convoy.

At this moment, the few vans that were always following the convoy at a distance that was neither too close nor too far became particularly conspicuous.

The cars blocking the way also accelerated, turned around at the intersection ahead, and started driving alongside the convoy, clearly showing their determination to fight to the death.

Liu Guangwu swallowed hard and asked nervously, "Instructor, should we fire a warning shot?"

“No.” Zhang Beixing said solemnly, “If we anger these thugs and they engage in a firefight in the downtown area, many innocent people will definitely be injured. We are soldiers, and we cannot disregard the safety of the people.”

"Yes, I was inconsiderate."

"That car is coming!" Yu Dalei exclaimed as he looked out the window.

Zhang Beixing roared, "Break it open!"

The soldier driving the car was not to be outdone. Upon receiving the order, he immediately swerved the steering wheel, adopting a posture as if he were ready to take everyone down with him. The black sedan tried to swerve, but it still followed closely, like a leech.

Zhang Beixing was furious when he saw this.

"Pah, you bastard, you don't know what's good for you!"

"Speed ​​up, head towards the suburbs. They want to kidnap people, huh? We'll give them the chance!"

The soldier driving the car was a driver from the Army Academy's guard company. He also came from a grassroots unit and never asked any questions when he received an order. He just knew to carry it out immediately, showing the true demeanor of a veteran.

"Yes!"

"Vehicle number two, pay attention to the traffic situation. I am 30 meters ahead of you. Please keep a safe distance and don't fall behind."

"Car number two received."

"Car number three, please slow down and move towards car number two!"

"Car number three received."

The walkie-talkies crackled with calls between the convoys.

The trainees on the bus gripped their submachine guns tightly, their Adam's apples bobbing, looking extremely tense.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the enemy could shoot them at any moment, and to say they weren't afraid would be to lie to themselves.

Zhang Beixing's approach was very straightforward: since he couldn't shake off these assassins and didn't want to be constantly pursued by them and leave behind any worries, it was simple: why not just take the initiative and eliminate them?
Simple and clear.

Just do it!

At Zhang Beixing's instruction, the convoy gradually drove away from the bustling city center and headed towards the suburbs.

The scenery on both sides of the road gradually became desolate, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road. Looking around, there were lush poplar trees everywhere, and the green leaves swayed gently in the wind.

Occasionally, a few cyclists could be seen passing by on either side of the convoy. The convoy had gone further and further away, and there was no longer any worry about harming innocent bystanders.

At that moment, the black sedan that had been driving alongside the Hummer suddenly accelerated.

With a roar of the engine, the car suddenly accelerated and surged ahead of the convoy.

Zhang Beixing glanced at the soldier driving the car and gave the order: "Slow down."

Then he slowly turned his head and calmly instructed Da Lei, "Fire a warning shot."

"Yes, sir!" Upon receiving the order, Yu Dalei immediately rolled down the car window, extended the muzzle of his submachine gun outside, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da—!"

Three sharp gunshots rang out on this deserted country road.

The black sedan blocking their way ignored them and made no attempt to move aside.

At the same time, calls came through the walkie-talkie from vehicles number two and three.

"Something's wrong! Two vans are chasing us from behind!"

"Stand on guard, ammunition loaded. If attacked, self-defense is permitted!" (End of Chapter)

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