He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Upon hearing this, Long Baichuan, who had been smiling, couldn't help but purse his lips—this brat!
"No, no way. This man can tell you're the Linghu Chong of our time, a true hero. He would never ask me to do anything I shouldn't. Besides, aren't you still wearing your military uniform?"

After Jiang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he grinned at Zhang Beixing and Long Baichuan.

Zhang Beixing and Long Baichuan exchanged a smile. Long Baichuan looked at Jiang Xiaoyu:
"You cunning little devil!"

Zhang Beixing wiped the smile from his face and looked at Jiang Xiaoyu solemnly, saying:
"Come join the Navy Amphibious Reconnaissance Group."

Upon hearing this, both Jiang Xiaoyu and Long Baichuan were taken aback.

Is it appropriate to send Jiang Xiaoyu to join the army?

Long Baichuan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu, who was full of social manners, and then at Zhang Beixing, who had no intention of joking at all. He then reached out and pulled Zhang Beixing to a place not far from Jiang Xiaoyu.

"This kid is just a little too clever and a little too filial, but he doesn't meet our navy's selection criteria."

The members of our naval amphibious reconnaissance squadron are all elites selected from thousands. Letting him in like this, even if he can withstand the test, is another matter.
Whether he can adapt to life in the military is the most basic question.

Zhang Beixing began to explain:
"That kid is incredibly cunning. And I don't know if Captain Long noticed, but it takes him a full fifteen minutes to swim from one side of this lake to the other. He didn't show his face even once during that time."

After Zhang Beixing's reminder, Long Baichuan began to seriously consider it—so this kid can hold his breath underwater for at least fifteen minutes, and the best record in the military is only eight minutes and twenty-three seconds. He's quite a talent.

Seeing that Long Baichuan was deep in thought, Zhang Beixing didn't make things difficult for him.
"I just told him to register at the recruitment office. Whether he can get in depends on the assessment. Team Leader Long, don't worry about it for now."

After saying that, he walked towards Jiang Xiaoyu.

Long Baichuan smiled and looked in the direction of the two people:

Young people, the future of the military, the future of China.

Naval Amphibious Reconnaissance Squadron, Fire Blue Medal Conferment Ceremony.

Below the awards stage, navy personnel dressed in white with touches of blue stood in front, while two rows of new recruits in naval training uniforms stood behind them.

"I protest!"

Upon hearing this, the two people next to Lu Yan, due to team discipline, only slightly turned their heads to look at him.

"We arranged the tables and chairs, even the flowerpots. Why are they standing in the front row, all dressed up? Aren't new recruits soldiers too?"

Then the new recruits chimed in:

"Yes, yes, we protest."

The squad leader in front reprimanded:
"Protest what? You have the nerve to call yourselves soldiers. Just wait and see what real soldiers are like! Stand at attention!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Baichuan strode confidently to the center of the podium and raised his hand to salute the soldiers below.

"Attention, all! Stand at attention! The Fire Blue Dagger awarding ceremony begins!"
"Barang! Step forward! Now, Commander Xiao will present Barang with the Fire Blue Dagger!"

Balang took the Fire Blue Dagger and raised it to swear an oath:
Let every drop of our passion flow into the ocean of our motherland!

Standing below the stage, Zhang Beixing watched the entire army's passionate scene and felt his own fiery heart stirring again.

The Fire Blue Dagger—the blue flame with the highest temperature—can only become the elite of the elite and the steel of steel after being tempered by blood and fire.

I come from the Wolf Fang Army and have always been proud of it. But it is undeniable that in China, every soldier has pride in their own branch of the military.

Warehouse 026 is, red blood cells are, and the Fire Blue Dagger is also.

After the awarding ceremony for the "Fire Blue" medals, Wu Gang drove Zhang Beixing to meet the new recruits.

Approaching from a distance, Zhang Beixing, in the passenger seat of the jeep, saw the new recruits gathered in a noisy group. It looked like a fight was about to break up, and everyone around was trying to break it up.

Wuhan Iron and Steel Group saw it too, and angrily drove over, rolled down the window, and scolded:
"Go ahead and do it! Only killing your comrades will show you what it means to be capable."

Upon hearing this, the two men who were about to fight back lost their temper—fighting with a comrade-in-arms certainly didn't sound good.

They stood obediently in two rows to receive a scolding.

Seeing that the group of greenhorns had finally quieted down, Wuhan Iron and Steel Group spoke up:
"Welcome to the Navy, welcome to the training of the Naval Amphibious Reconnaissance Squadron. I am your chief instructor, Wu Gang. For the next two years, everything you do will be under my supervision, understand?"

"Understood," the group of greenhorns, who had just been caught fighting, replied listlessly.

"I can't hear you, answer with manly spirit!"

"understand!"

“You are people with special talents whom we have carefully selected. Do you know what we need you to do?” Wu Gang asked.

"Join the Marine Corps! Join the frogman reconnaissance unit!"

The new recruits answered resolutely.

"Do you know what a reconnaissance brigade is? It's the sharpest blade on a sharp blade."

Only the most outstanding among you are qualified to undertake this most arduous task! What awaits you is the most brutal training!

After Wu Gang finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhang Beixing beside him, signaling him to say a few words.

Zhang Beixing nodded slightly to Wuhan Iron and Steel, and calmly spoke:
"I am your deputy chief instructor."

After saying that, his gaze swept over the disgruntled faces on the field, and he continued:
Anyone disagree?

"I refuse to accept this! What right do you, a little brat, have to be my instructor?" Zhang Chong was the first to speak up.

Then many more voices emerged:

"I'm not convinced either, what gives you the right?"

"If you're not convinced, who do you think you are? Don't think that just because you have a higher rank, you can act all high and mighty here."

Seeing that most of the new recruits had started making a scene, Wu Gang frowned slightly and was about to speak up to reprimand them.

Zhang Beixing reached out and stopped Wu Gang, who was about to step forward and speak:

"Captain Wu, I'll handle this."

Seeing Zhang Beixing's confident demeanor, Wu Gang moved his lips but said nothing. He simply took a step back, ceding the home ground to Zhang Beixing.

He was also very curious about what abilities this young colonel possessed.
Raising an eyebrow, Zhang Beixing spoke:
"If you're not satisfied, then let's fight! Who goes first?"

"I'll come first!"

Zhang Chong raised his hand to unbutton his military uniform and charged towards Zhang Beixing.

His tone was blunt: "Kid, are you afraid of pain?"

Zhang Beixing put his hands behind his back and slightly raised his chin at Zhang Chong, signaling him to attack.

"I'll show you what arrogance is!"

Seeing Zhang Beixing's arrogance, Zhang Chong, who could fight wolves with his bare hands in the deep mountains of Northeast China, couldn't swallow his anger. With a ferocious expression, he clenched his fist and smashed it towards Zhang Beixing's face.

Dodging Zhang Chong's haphazard attack by sidestepping, Zhang Beixing immediately kicked Zhang Chong's shoulder, then bent his knee and pressed it against Zhang Chong's neck.

The new recruits who were initially eager to try were suddenly dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, who is this deity?"

"My goodness!"

"Holy crap!" Even the usually composed Lu Yan couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

They are all elite fighters recruited from all over the country, and several of them are Muay Thai champions.

When they first arrived, they were all arrogant and unwilling to submit to each other, so they fought several times. These fights revealed the most powerful one among them—Zhang Chong.

But now, their strongest one has been easily defeated with just a single kick and a gesture of leniency. What kind of unparalleled master is this?
Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Beixing looked down at Zhang Chong lying on the ground, said nothing, and stood up.

"Anyone else still not convinced? Why don't the rest of you come at me all at once?"

A new broom sweeps clean, and Zhang Beixing felt he needed to ignite his own fire.

They were all elites from various regions, elites who had been pampered for years, and even they were stunned by Zhang Beixing's move just now.

But deep down, they were still eager to try. Even knowing they were no match, sparring with a master would be impressive to talk about later, especially since Zhang Beixing was provoking them like this.

A group of people immediately charged towards Zhang Beixing, yelling loudly.

Zhang Beixing laughed heartily, revealing a set of white teeth, and without retracting his hands from behind his back, he kicked the group of brats.

Wu Gang, who was standing behind Zhang Beixing, watched as the greenhorn who had been kicked by Zhang Beixing fell heavily to the ground, and he felt sorry for the recruit.

They originally thought the officers were here to learn, but they never expected that this colonel, who was even a few years younger than the new recruits, would be so skilled.

This skill is probably beyond even Xiang Yu's reach—that's the undefeated legend of the Beast Camp! Now, the Beast Camp has gained a king of beasts!
Beast Camp, the cradle of naval reconnaissance soldiers.

This vast field, like a mother, embraced all the soldiers' misdeeds and wildness. On this field, they could roar, they could fight hand-to-hand, and it was a place where the fittest survived and the strong reigned supreme.

Might makes right in the beast camp.

Ten minutes later, a group of raw recruits lay on the ground, bruised and battered, groaning and yelling.

Zhang Beixing stretched out his hands behind his back, bent down to pat the wrinkles in his pants from the fight, stood up with a smile, and addressed the crowd:
"Shall we continue?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd, who had been groaning, immediately responded reflexively:

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."

"I give up, I give up."

New recruit training ground.

Zhang Beixing stood at a distance, watching the group of new recruits howling and running through the seawater carrying a large log. Similar training followed the new recruit selection process for the Wolf Fang unit.

But I don't know if it's because the training location has changed or what, but it feels a bit different from the Wolf Fang training ground.

Thinking this, I casually asked the question to the person next to me at Wuhan Iron and Steel:
"Although the training is similar, it feels different here compared to Wolf Fang."

Wuhan Iron and Steel Group smiled upon hearing this:
"Regardless of the branch of the military, we are all cultivating fighting spirit."

They fight even in their sleep; care is expressed through cruelty; willpower is forged through pain. All the torture inflicted on them is to cultivate the soldiers' steely will and their future survival skills on the battlefield.

This is the meaning behind training soldiers. If there's anything different, it's the bestiality of the Beast Camp. Here, strength reigns supreme, and we don't object to soldiers letting their fists and abilities speak for themselves.

Zhang Beixing nodded slightly—these were soldiers nurtured by the vastness of the sea, all possessing a primal fighting spirit.

Three days later, in the recruit company dormitory.

"Hey, hey, hey, here's some new information that I've just received."

Zhan Dapeng ran excitedly into the dormitory, clapping his hands and shouting to everyone.

The new recruits, who were busy with their own things on the bed, suddenly perked up and rushed over to Zhan Dapeng.

"What big news? Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"

"That's right, hurry up and say it!"

Everyone urged them on.

"A new recruit is coming to our recruit company. That guy is already on his way, and Sergeant Ba will be here soon with him."

"What new recruits? We were all handpicked and selected through multiple rounds of screening before we got here. He's like he was parachuted in!"

"I've heard about that too. He was recommended by his superiors."

After saying this, Zhan Dapeng lowered his voice mysteriously, as if afraid someone would hear, and continued:
"I guarantee you'd never guess which leader introduced me!"

"Which leader? Do we know him?"

"I definitely know him! It's Brother Zhang!"

"Wow, how amazing must this guy be for our Brother Zhang to recommend him?"

“Exactly. Last time when Brother Zhang beat up a bunch of us, he didn’t seem to care about anyone. I need to see who this guy is that Brother Zhang would take action against.”

"Hey, Squad Leader Ba is here with his men."

Zhan Dapeng pointed to Jiang Xiaoyu outside the window and reminded her.

The discussion lasted only a few minutes before Balang brought Jiang Xiaoyu to the recruit company's dormitory.

Everyone quickly stood in their positions.

Balang strode ahead, turned around past the crowd, and was about to introduce Jiang Xiaoyu to everyone when Jiang Xiaoyu beat him to it before he could even speak.

"Hello brothers, I am Jiang Xiaoyu."

After Jiang Xiaoyu finished speaking, seeing that no one reacted, but instead seemed to be scrutinizing her, she was about to say something when Balang interrupted her.

Baron, holding a bed in front of him, spoke:
"Stop being so vain, Jiang Xiaoyu, come here."

After saying that, he shouted to the crowd behind him:
"Ma Mingliang, move your bunk. Jiang Xiaoyu, you can sleep in my lower bunk."

After arranging Jiang Xiaoyu's bed, Balang strode away.

As soon as Balang left, everyone surrounded Jiang Xiaoyu and started chattering away:

"Dude, how did you meet Brother Zhang?"

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at everyone with a puzzled expression: "Who is Brother Zhang?"

“Brother Zhang is indeed Brother Zhang, Zhang Beixing, Colonel.”

Upon hearing this description, Jiang Xiaoyu immediately realized that Zhang Beixing was the handsome young officer from that day.

Judging from the reactions of the people in the room, and the sparks of admiration in their eyes when they mentioned Zhang Beixing, Jiang Xiaoyu knew that she had probably already latched onto a powerful patron.

"I met Brother Zhang on a dark and stormy night. I was walking on the road when I heard a sharp female voice calling for help."

Upon hearing the sound, I immediately ran towards the source of the sound and saw a group of thugs robbing a little girl.

I rushed over immediately. Just as I rushed over and was about to make my move, Brother Zhang happened to witness the robbery.

Finally, the two of us worked together to subdue the assailant and rescue the little girl.

Lu Yan was shocked when he saw Jiang Xiaoyu: How could it be him, the person Brother Zhang recommended? (End of Chapter)