He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

So at this moment, he was also looking at this short navy man with a curious expression:
How do we compare them?

"Don't rush into the competition. Captain Zhang, why don't you touch the dice first and experience this wonderful feeling of being controlled by fate?"

After finishing his sentence, the short naval officer threw the dice in his hand at Zhang Beixing.

For someone who has never been involved in this industry before, to immediately engage in a duel is a bit too much of a bullying tactic.

Even if we win, it would be an unfair victory. As a member of the Navy, I cannot do something so petty.

Zhang Beixing caught the dice that flew towards him, ran his hand over the numbers on them a few times, and made a decision in his mind.

In less than a minute, the dice were thrown back to the short navy man.

"Alright. Explain the rules and let's begin," Zhang Beixing said.

"Since I only have one die, let's play the simplest game of guessing whether it's big or small."

After I roll the dice, you guess the number, then we switch. You roll, I guess; whoever guesses closest to the number wins!

The short naval officer looked at Zhang Beixing with great interest.

Ever since he stole this die from his father when he was eight years old, he had never seen anyone play dice better than him.

Guessing each other's numbers—this is a game that looks very simple but relies heavily on luck. But in the eyes of true masters, there are many more tricks to it than meets the eye.

To completely overwhelm the opponent in this aspect depends entirely on the individual skills of both sides.

Besides luck, keen eyesight and dexterity are equally important. Everything within direct hand contact offers ample room for individual skill.

Zhang Beixing nodded with great interest:
"Sure, I have no objection. So, who wants to go first?"

"Since Captain Zhang is so agreeable, but considering that you may not have played with this before,..."
I won't take advantage of you, I'll go first. I'll also show Captain Zhang how to play this game.

The short naval officer spoke with a grin. Then, he raised his hand and began to move.

He tossed the dice directly into the air. As the dice reached their highest point, his hands repeatedly touched them together.
Make it spin in the air.

His movements were clean and swift, so fast that you could only see the dice tumbling in the air, and you couldn't see how his hands did it.

Finally, the die fell directly to the ground from a height of one person. Upon landing, one corner of the die touched the ground, and it spun continuously like a top.

Then the short navy man pulled out a disposable paper cup from somewhere, casually tossed it from a distance, and it landed right on the dice, covering them perfectly.

The group surrounding them was full of youthful vigor. Although the circulation of these gadgets was prohibited in the military,
But they grew up watching Stephen Chow's "God of Gamblers" and other movies with gambling themes.

Feeling a strong urge to try something that could stimulate a surge of hormones, they immediately gathered around.

Especially seeing the short, nimble movements of the naval officer, several of them couldn't help but cheer.

Then they turned their attention to Zhang Beixing, to see how he would respond.

Zhang Beixing stared at the disposable paper cup covered with dice for three seconds, then blurted out without hesitation:

Three o'clock.

After speaking, Zhang Beixing subtly sized up the grinning, short naval officer in front of him, trying to discern something from his expression.

But he seemed completely unmoved by Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing was observant and could clearly perceive—

This seemingly unremarkable little man, at this moment, even his expression was exactly the same as before he rolled the dice.

Zhang Beixing listened carefully to his heartbeat again, and it was just as steady as before, without any obvious fluctuations.

It's impossible to find any clues from his emotional fluctuations.

There are truly hidden talents among the Chinese military.

Seeing that Zhang Beixing looked determined and showed no sign of backing down, the short naval officer spoke up:

"Then I'll start."

Just as the short naval officer was about to open the paper cup, Zhang Beixing turned his back to everyone.

Just as everyone saw the dice roll inside, Zhang Beixing, who was facing away from everyone and whose face was completely obscured from view, spoke at the same time:
Six o'clock.

His usually steady heart rate suddenly slowed down. The short, confident navy man stared dumbfounded at Zhang Beixing's retreating figure.

He simply didn't believe anyone could beat him in the game of dice—he had changed the numbers at the very last moment before the lid was lifted.

How could Zhang Beixing guess it so easily? And with absolute certainty?

Seeing that there was no sound coming from behind him, Zhang Beixing turned around to reveal the answer.

As soon as he turned around, he saw all the soldiers in the cabin staring at him in surprise.

In fact, Zhang Beixing knew without turning around that he would definitely not have any problems.

Zhang Beixing sensed something unusual about this die the moment he picked it up. It looked perfectly ordinary...

But he immediately noticed that the die actually had a slight difference in weight on each face.

This subtle difference is enough for someone familiar with it to manipulate the points at will.

I had just insisted that the dice showed a three.

Later, seeing the short naval officer's confident demeanor, I knew he would definitely use various underhanded tactics to change the situation at the last minute.

That's why he chose to turn his back to everyone just now.

Just as everyone lifted the paper cup and saw the dice, he spoke, saying that the number inside was six.

No more chances were given to the short-statured naval officer to make changes.

When the paper cup is lifted, six red dots are clearly visible on the dice inside.

The short naval officer didn't say anything, just glanced at Zhang Beixing with an inscrutable expression, and handed over the paper cup and dice.

Looking at the short, dejected-looking naval officer, Zhang Beixing wondered to himself: Was the blow too harsh? It was just a friendly match, after all.

Although he was wondering whether he should go easy on Zhang Beixing, his actions were swift and decisive. He simply tossed the dice and covered them with a paper cup.

The action was simple and direct, taking no more than three seconds in total.

"All right?"

The question is posed by the short-statured Navy officer.

"All right."

Zhang Beixing nodded.

“Five o’clock,” the short naval officer said. Although it was a statement of certainty, only he knew how much uncertainty was hidden within it.

Zhang Beixing's actions were too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to discern what had happened to the dice inside, and could only rely on his intuition to judge.

Without saying a word, Zhang Beixing immediately lifted the paper cup.

Upon seeing the numbers on the dice inside, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

"It's three o'clock."

"The short naval officer muttered."

Everyone present returned to their seats, after all, it was just a dice-rolling competition.

While this demonstrates Zhang Beixing's skill level, a real contest still requires a real fight.

Although the short navy man was initially shocked when the paper cup was lifted, he quickly adjusted his mindset:
"Captain Zhang truly lives up to his reputation, I'm impressed."

"Actually, your move was quite amazing too. I took advantage of a loophole in the competition and blocked your path. We're evenly matched."

Zhang Beixing responded.

Upon hearing this, the short naval officer didn't press the matter further. He had his pride, and one failure was enough; excessive humility was hypocrisy.

Victory without arrogance, defeat without discouragement – ​​this is the perfect conclusion to this match.

After two matches, everyone who had witnessed Zhang Beixing's strength knew that the renowned benchmark of the entire army indeed possessed considerable strength.

Because of the limited space, the rest of the journey was quiet and without any problems.

Zhang Beixing smiled, glancing at the several soldiers in the cabin who were eagerly watching him.
There are still a lot of troublemakers!
It was 5 p.m. in a primeval forest 5,000 meters from the U.S. border.

Unable to find a suitable landing spot, a helicopter hovered in mid-air. Its massive rotors sent the surrounding grass and leaves swaying violently.

One by one, fully armed soldiers with their faces painted with camouflage descended to the ground via the helicopter's ropes.

Zhang Beixing was the first to reach the ground. After the danger on the ground was eliminated, he looked at the helicopter that had already gone far away and felt a ripple in his heart—it was another day of fighting far away from his homeland.

His gaze then swept over the six men who had followed him down: there were still six brothers, although some of them weren't entirely convinced of his worth.

An outstanding special forces team first and foremost needs an outstanding special forces leader. Now is the time to select that person.

"Wu Ming, you and... um—"

Zhang Beixing looked at the short naval officer and only now realized that he didn't know his name.

"Captain, my name is Li Wenli."

The short naval officer who had previously competed with Zhang Beixing touched his head and took the initiative to speak up and defuse the awkward situation.

"Wu Ming, Li Wenli, you two stay on guard."

Zhang Beixing issued the instructions.

He raised his hand and cracked his knuckles, making a snapping sound, then Zhang Beixing spoke to the remaining four people:
"Time is of the essence, and we can't allow you to challenge them one by one. You'll all come at once."

The four men exchanged glances and said nothing more. A soldier in an army uniform with a baby face was the first to act.

Zhang Beixing caught the baby-faced man's attack. After only a dozen or so moves, the baby-faced man had Zhang Beixing choking him and raised his hand to signal his surrender.

After the baby-faced man conceded defeat, the soldier with the darkest skin among them made his move.

Although Zhang Beixing told them to come at him together, they were just playing a game, not facing each other in life or death. They couldn't bring themselves to fight four against one.

In just ten minutes, the match was decided. Apart from Zhang Beixing, the remaining four were already lying on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming and Li Wenli, who had been on guard in the distance, exchanged a glance and suppressed their inner trembling.

I already thought highly of Zhang Beixing, but I never expected him to be this strong—

He could easily take on elites from various military regions single-handedly; no wonder he's the man who's dealt with aliens.

After defeating the four, Zhang Beixing straightened his collar, which had been pulled askew during the fierce battle, and spoke:
"Assemble, three o'clock position, proceed four kilometers."

The group quickly assembled and carried out Zhang Beixing's orders. They were willing to submit to the stronger party, having already accepted their fate.

After determining the leader, Zhang Beixing and his group quickly decided on the team name – the Night Owl Squad.

And their respective code names for this mission. If this operation fails, all they will leave behind in this world is this code name; the previous ten or twenty years of their lives will be wasted.

"Li Hua Mao and Lin Chen Mao, you are in charge of solving the US satellite security problem. Report any problems you encounter immediately!"

"Big-faced Cat, Fat Cat, you're in charge of keeping watch. Don't let the slightest movement escape your eyes!"

"Orange cat, black cat, after the tabby cat resolves the satellite security issue, you'll be in charge of the subsequent disguised infiltration!"

After the battle objective was determined, Zhang Beixing systematically transmitted instructions through the pager.

"Roger that, Big Cat!"

This war, which involved traveling thousands of miles and gambled on the future of a nation, had begun.

The tabby cat lay on the ground, its eyes fixed on the computer screen in its hands, its expression serious.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, quickly finding the gateway to US satellite security. Before him lay a jumble of random characters; he desperately needed to find the crucial connection within that chaos.

The U.S. National Satellite Security Agency's satellite control room is filled with screens and instruments of all sizes.

Suddenly, red lights flashed frequently, and a sharp alarm sounded throughout the entire Satellite Security Bureau.

The director of the US satellite agency, who had just finished a busy day and had only slept for less than half an hour, rushed to the control room without even putting on his shoes, cursing under his breath.

"In just five days, they have broken into our satellite control network twice. Who exactly is provoking the dignity of the United States?"
"You must find the culprit this time, or you'll all be washing your necks and waiting for the President to deal with us."

In the satellite control room, the American internet elites from all over the world were eager to face their unknown adversary:
Let's try again then. This time it won't be as easy as last time, and you won't be able to escape so easily.

The opponent suddenly intensified their attack, and the tabby cat's originally calm mind began to crumble.

After two waves of forceful attacks were both dealt with, the tabby cat suddenly stumbled into an information space it had never seen before.

Just as they were about to push their way in, they suddenly sensed something was amiss. The thought crossed their mind that this space might be a trap—

He instantly regained his composure and immediately handed the signal to Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing received a message from the tabby cat, which was somewhat unexpected.

I originally thought that given the tabby cat's pride, it would only send me the signal at the very last moment when it couldn't hold on any longer. I didn't expect it to hand over the item as soon as it sensed something was wrong.

Fortunately, the tabby cat wasn't blinded by its stubborn pride—it had indeed fallen into a trap set by the United States. (End of Chapter)