He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Practice?

Why are you in such a hurry?
They won't even give us a hot meal?
Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly, a string of complaints running through his mind.

Sure enough, none of the people who came out of the Wolf Fang Clan were easy to deal with!
"What are we comparing?"

However, Zhang Beixing naturally accepted all challenges, and he had never been afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight. Moreover, he also wanted to see if this sniper instructor, who could leave his mark on the history of the Wolf Fang Army, was truly living up to his reputation.

It is said that the highest level of skill this Colonel Lin possessed in sniping was not measured by ring numbers, distances, or the number of targets.

Rather, he could aim a shot at a match head 300 meters away from a distance of 300 meters.

With a "sizzle!" sound.

The match remains stationary, and the friction between the bullet and the air causes the white phosphorus on the match head to reach its ignition point, igniting instantly!
This technique goes beyond mere sniping accuracy; it requires an extraordinary understanding of ballistics and an extremely precise consideration of various factors such as environmental temperature and humidity. It's simply unbelievable.

Zhang Beixing was also eager to witness this incredible sniping skill firsthand.

To be honest, even with the system's support and perfect accuracy, Zhang Beixing couldn't guarantee that he could achieve the same level of skill in lighting a match.

Of course, this only applies to routine training. In wartime, Zhang Beixing was confident he could easily defeat Colonel Lin in marksmanship.

After all, the marksmanship honed on the battlefield is completely different from that honed in peacetime.

Unexpectedly, Colonel Lin didn't intend to use his best skills to compete with Zhang Beixing, but instead...

"Playing with guns is no fun. Men need real, visceral combat to be exciting. How about close-quarters fighting?"

Close combat?

Zhang Beixing couldn't help but laugh when he heard that.

If Colonel Lin has a slight chance of winning in a marksmanship contest, then there's absolutely no suspense in a hand-to-hand combat contest.

It's no exaggeration to say that Zhang Beixing's physique is now far beyond that of ordinary people, even stronger than Captain America in the movies. In close combat, there's no one in the world qualified to fight him right now; it's pointless!

"Are you sure?" Zhang Beixing asked, unable to suppress a laugh.

Although the match was meaningless, Zhang Beixing was too lazy to waste words since his opponent insisted on provoking him.

Colonel Lin nodded readily, his smile radiating confidence.

"Absolutely!"

……

On the rubber playground inside the prison, a dozen soldiers who were not on duty rushed over as soon as they heard the news that the warden was going to have a contest with a young officer.

A large crowd gathered, excitedly and enthusiastically discussing the topic.

"Someone actually dares to challenge our boss! They're really fearless! With our boss's skills, he could easily take on ten people at once!"

"Exactly, which of these tough guys in prison doesn't behave after being beaten up by the boss?"

"How come I heard that it was the boss who took the initiative to challenge this Zhang Beixing?"

"Who? Zhang Beixing? I've never heard of such a person before..."

"You don't know anything. The officers who can fight our boss are definitely from special forces. Their identities are classified. It would be strange if a common soldier like you had ever heard of them!"

The surrounding area was buzzing with discussion and excitement. The two men standing in the center of the playground remained calm, stretching their limbs in preparation for their upcoming display of skill.

"Ready?"

Colonel Lin looked at Zhang Beixing with great confidence and asked.

Zhang Beixing grinned, revealing a row of sharp white teeth, and answered jokingly, mimicking Zhang Beixing's expression.

"necessary."

Colonel Lin gave a sneer, then instantly tapped his toes and moved swiftly!
His aura suddenly changed, and he pounced on Zhang Beixing like a fierce tiger!
Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, and Zhang Beixing wouldn't hold back. His eyes narrowed slightly, his focus sharpened, and he unleashed a punch with equal force!
As the force of the punch approached, Colonel Lin's offensive steps suddenly faltered, and an unprecedented sense of danger surged into his heart.

He immediately abandoned the punch-for-punch approach, changing his stance from punches to nets, and tightly guarded his head with both elbows.

A dull, loud thud.

Lin Daxiao clenched his teeth, feeling as if a heavy hammer had struck his arm, causing him immense pain. He also felt an overwhelming and fierce pressure that made him shudder.

Impressive! Ruthless! Interesting!
Before he could even fully appreciate the weight of that punch, Zhang Beixing instantly took a step back.

As he retracted his fist, his body suddenly raised his leg at a peculiar angle, transforming it into a long whip that instantly lashed down!

Alright, let's fight like this, this is what a real battle between men should be like!
Colonel Lin's pupils contracted sharply, and he grinned maliciously, his fighting spirit intensifying.

The wolf-headed sword is called the wolf fang.

The establishment history of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade can almost represent the development history of the entire Chinese special forces.

After the Southern Frontier Campaign, China achieved a complete victory, but also paid a bloody price in this war. The soldiers returned in triumph to their hometowns.

Among them, the Wolf Fang unit, which carried out numerous infiltration and reconnaissance missions on the southern border battlefield and made indelible contributions to the victory, deserves immense credit.

During the Southern Xinjiang Campaign, the predecessor of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade was the Twelfth Reconnaissance Battalion, and the battalion commander at that time was He Zhijun.

After the war, under the requirements of comprehensive military reform, the reconnaissance brigade was transformed into an experimental team of special forces, becoming the Wolf Fang Special Reconnaissance Brigade.

The difficulties in forming a special forces unit are far greater than imagined.

The most important thing, and the thing most lacking in building special forces, is people, soldiers, elite soldiers, and the best of the elite soldiers.

There's a well-established saying circulating in the military: reconnaissance soldiers are the elite of the army, and only the elite of the reconnaissance soldiers are qualified to become special forces soldiers. As for the special forces soldiers of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, they must be the elite of the elite special forces soldiers. Everyone considers it the greatest honor of their military career to be able to enter the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade.

However, when the Wolf Fang Special Forces were first established, the name Wolf Fang did not yet have the glory it has today.

Although the organizational structure has been approved by headquarters, where will the soldiers come from?

Go to various reconnaissance units to choose?

You think you're so great, He Zhijun?
Do you think I have to obediently hand over the army's elite soldiers just because you say one word?
You, He Zhijun, are a combat hero.
In those days, how many units hadn't fought in battles? Which one wasn't a combat hero company?

Want people? Ha! In short, even if you have them, you won't get them!
That's how resolute we are! That's how ruthless we are!
But what if the special forces unit designation is issued, but there are no soldiers?

He Zhijun gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

Since our brother unit won't give us any, then we'll recruit soldiers ourselves!

Otherwise, if we wait two or three years, all the conscripts and veterans in the team will have retired, leaving only a bunch of volunteers and officers. At that point, there will be more officers than soldiers, and the Wolf Fang team will be completely useless.

Lin Rui was among the first batch of special forces soldiers in the Wolf Fang unit.

In his youth, Colonel Lin was a complete troublemaker, a real brat.

However, nearly twenty years have passed, and the current Colonel Lin is no longer the naive young man he once was.

He overcame numerous obstacles, rising from an unknown troublemaker to the deputy captain of the Wolf Fang Jackal Brigade step by step. He relied not on luck, but on his strength and hard work.

Even after many years, the sniper training course that Colonel Lin participated in writing is still included in the current ace sniper textbooks of the Wolf Fang team, demonstrating its profound influence.

In general, Colonel Lin is a senior member of the Wolf Fang organization.

Zhang Beixing had, of course, heard of his great reputation long ago. Since this senior was so interested in testing his skills and seeing how he fared, Zhang Beixing couldn't refuse such a kind offer, could he?

Therefore, Zhang Beixing directly threw a huge tantrum at Colonel Lin.

You ask what the sea is?
Haha, the ocean is all water.

Otherwise, if Colonel Lin could last ten moves against Zhang Beixing, he would be considered to have won!
Colonel Lin swung his iron fist, directly meeting Zhang Beixing's leg whip strike.

"Oh!"

A dull, loud bang.

Despite holding his breath, Colonel Lin managed to withstand Zhang Beixing's kick.

Of course, only Zhang Beixing himself knows exactly how much money he released.

Having finished off the old man in one move, Zhang Beixing did not linger in the fight. He merely smiled and glanced provocatively at the battle-ready Colonel Lin before retreating several steps away in an instant.

Colonel Lin twisted his wrist, a bright smile on his face.

"Great! I haven't felt this excited in years! It's so good to be young."

"I'm at ease handing over the Wolf Fang team to you!"

Zhang Beixing replied with a grin, "Thank you for your kind offer."

However, although Colonel Lin maintained a calm and collected demeanor as a senior, he was ruthless and decisive in his actions.

No sooner had Zhang Beixing finished speaking than Colonel Lin seized the opportunity, his toes touching the ground instantly, propelling him more than two meters away. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance between them back to face each other.

Zhang Beixing's eyelids darkened, and he sneered inwardly.

Damn it, you're an army colonel, can't you have any dignity as a senior officer?

They even resorted to a sneak attack?

Colonel Lin smiled broadly, his smug expression seeming to say – all's fair in war.

Colonel Lin clenched his iron fist, his knuckles clearly defined, veins bulging with powerful energy, and with the force of a bomb, he slammed it down hard on Zhang Beixing's ribs.

Before the iron fist even arrived, the fierce wind from the punch had already struck Zhang Beixing's face.

Although he was on the defensive, Zhang Beixing was a seasoned veteran who had fought countless life-or-death battles. Even if he was careless for a moment, he never relaxed his guard.

But launching a sneak attack isn't that easy.
Zhang Beixing's expression remained unchanged, his body as steady as a rock. He raised his hand with lightning speed and directly blocked Colonel Lin's powerful punch.

Seeing that his attack had failed, Colonel Lin spun around and, mimicking Zhang Beixing's attack style, raised his foot and kicked straight at Zhang Beixing's face.

Zhang Beixing's eyes flashed, and he moved even faster, thrusting a palm towards Colonel Lin, striking him squarely in the chest.

"Well……"

Colonel Lin grunted, and before he could react, he was sent flying by the tremendous force!

The soldiers watching the spectacle couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"Holy crap, that's ruthless! This guy actually threw our Captain Lin out!"

"I've never seen anything like it! Our Captain Lin actually lost a fight?"

"Are all the special forces soldiers of Wolf Fang this fierce?"

"Brothers, type your fear in the chat..."

The crowd gasped and exclaimed in surprise.

A moment later, the soldiers, having recovered from their shock, watched as Captain Lin stood up, clasped his hands in surrender to Zhang Beixing, and burst into a thunderous cheer and applause.

"Go, Team Leader Lin!"

"Stand up!"

Colonel Lin shouted "That was exhilarating!" Then his gaze sharpened, and he suddenly moved, finally holding nothing back. In an instant, he transformed into a jackal-like black shadow, unleashing several powerful spinning kicks that swept towards Zhang Beixing!

"Wonderful!"

"666!"

"Wow, I've seen something new."

The battle continued amidst the cheers of the soldiers.

Faced with Colonel Lin's relentless and all-out attack, Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and dared not be careless any longer.

He didn't want to travel such a long way just to get beaten up. Although he was still holding back, victory was a must.

call out!
A gust of wind swept past his ear, and Zhang Beixing quickly reached out to block it.

"Oh!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Colonel Lin landed and suddenly threw a punch at Zhang Beixing's face.

Having witnessed the power of his fists, Zhang Beixing dared not be careless. No matter how amazing his physique was, being hit like that would still hurt him a lot.

In his haste, Zhang Beixing had no choice but to fold his hands together to protect his face once again.

Unexpectedly, Colonel Lin's punch was just a feint. As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall; when it comes to physical strength, leg techniques are definitely superior.

Seeing Zhang Beixing hastily block, Colonel Lin abandoned his fist, raised his foot, and kicked hard at Zhang Beixing's hands.

However, the scenario he had envisioned—kicking Zhang Beixing to the ground—did not occur, because Zhang Beixing's strength had already exceeded his expectations.

"boom!"

The dull, deafening impact sounded like a bolt of lightning suddenly appearing out of nowhere.

With a single blow, Zhang Beixing actually blocked the attack with both hands.

The strength of the defenses made Colonel Lin feel ashamed, as if he had kicked a steel plate and couldn't budge it at all!

"It's my turn."

Through the gap between his crossed arms, Colonel Lin clearly saw Zhang Beixing's slightly despicable smile.

Colonel Lin's pupils suddenly contracted, and in an instant, he felt a gust of wind sweep past him.

It felt like he'd been struck in the chest with a heavy hammer. Before he could even react to what was happening, not only his body but also his eyes couldn't see clearly, and he was sent flying backward once more.

Seeing this, several quick-thinking soldiers rushed forward and caught Lin, who was about to fall headfirst onto the concrete ground, and helped him regain his balance.

"Captain, are you alright?"

"This kid is so strong?"

Supported by the crowd, Colonel Lin shook his head, his overbearing aura slowly dissipating, replaced by a composed demeanor cultivated over many years. (End of Chapter)