He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Back in the dormitory, Zhang Beixing immediately told his comrades about the mission at sea.

After hearing about the maritime escort mission, He Chenguang firmly expressed his no objections. Besides wanting to find Scorpion and take revenge, his life's ambition was to become a soldier like his father. As a soldier, protecting his country was his most basic responsibility.

Li Erniu didn't object; on the contrary, he seemed eager to try. Having grown up in the countryside, he had never seen the sea before. Upon hearing that they were going to Somalia to fight pirates, he became particularly excited: "Captain, do you think we'll be able to engage the pirates in battle this time?"

Zhang Beixing was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, his tone serious: "War is not a TV drama; people die. If possible, I don't want anyone to be in danger."

Li Erniu nodded heavily: "I understand, Captain. I will be careful then."

Xu Tianlong followed the crowd and agreed to carry out the mission, but when he heard that it would be a joint operation with the navy, he couldn't help but worry: "The navy, those people have always been arrogant and looked down on our army. Now they actually want to operate with their special forces. This is really unreliable. There will definitely be friction this time."

Although Song Kaifei agreed, he kept complaining, "I'm a pilot, I fly in the sky, I never go into the water."

Zhang Beixing retorted irritably, "It's not like I'm asking you to be a diver. Besides, even if you were a bird, you wouldn't get soaked if you fell into the water."

"Heh, that's a really lame joke." Song Kaifei turned his head away and secretly rolled his eyes. He only dared to do that behind Zhang Beixing's back; he would never dare to do it in front of him.

Because of his injury, Zhang Beixing hadn't originally planned to include Wang Yanbing in the operation. However, Wang Yanbing was adamant and immediately insisted on doing 100 push-ups to prove he was physically fine. As a result, Zhang Beixing scolded him again: "If your wound reopens and bleeds, I won't take you this afternoon no matter what!"

Everyone in the red blood cell team was full of fighting spirit. Just as Zhang Beixing said, not one of them would back down. The words "fear" and "apprehension" did not exist in the red blood cell dictionary!
……

Around 2 PM, Tang Xinyi appeared in Fan Tianlei's staff office. However, this time she came alone, without An Ran by her side.

Fan Tianlei asked curiously, "Why didn't Instructor An Ran come this time? She had a little conflict with Zhang Beixing last time, and I was hoping Zhang Beixing would apologize to her."

It would have been better if An Ran hadn't been mentioned. As soon as An Ran was brought up, Tang Xinyi's face showed a distressed expression: "Sigh, this girl is single-mindedly focused on doing great things. No matter how I try to persuade her, she won't listen. She insists on going to the front lines of the combat unit. I wasn't watching her for a moment, and she submitted her application. She was transferred yesterday, and even I don't know where she was transferred to."

"It's good that she has the intention," Fan Tianlei smiled, then asked, "Director Tang, is there something you need today?"

Tang Xinyi snapped out of her reverie and replied, "It's like this, our military game office has just developed a military game, which is now in closed beta and we're looking for a tester."

Upon hearing this, Fan Tianlei immediately laughed: "Finding testers is easy, isn't it? What do you think of me? I'm a military game enthusiast."

Tang Xinyi smiled and declined, saying, "The test for this game is very physically demanding. You need to have exceptional physical fitness and stamina. It's more suitable for young people."

Fan Tianlei's face darkened, and he deliberately put on a stern face, pretending to be angry: "Director Tang, do you think I'm old?"

"No, no, I really didn't mean that!" Tang Xinyi saw the change in Fan Tianlei's expression and quickly waved her hands with a smile, her tone somewhat anxious. "I was just worried that the high-intensity testing would tire you out. After all, you already have enough base affairs to handle on a daily basis, how could we let you spend more time and energy on testing?"

Seeing her nervous expression, Fan Tianlei's "anger" instantly vanished, replaced by a hearty laugh: "Just kidding! I'm not so old that I can't handle this. But you're right, young people have more energy and are indeed more suitable to be testers than me." He then changed the subject, his eyes showing a hint of understanding, "You must already have someone in mind, right? Just tell me their name. As long as they're not on an emergency mission, I can help you coordinate."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xinyi smiled with relief and stopped beating around the bush, saying directly, "I'd like to borrow Zhang Beixing. His physical fitness and tactical skills are top-notch among the young team members, making him perfect for testing this military game."

Fan Tianlei picked up the enamel mug on the table, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "If you had come two hours earlier, this would have been easier. But now..." He put down the mug and pointed to the direction of the helipad in the distance outside the window, "The Red Cell Team has already set off and is heading to the Red Sea to carry out a joint escort mission with the Navy's Jiaolong Commando Team."

"Red Sea? Escort mission?" Tang Xinyi stood there, stunned, her eyes full of surprise. "How could this be so sudden? I saw them doing regular training yesterday at the training ground, there was no sign of them going on a long-distance mission at all."

"The mission came suddenly; we only received the orders from headquarters in the early hours of the morning." Fan Tianlei sighed, his tone serious. "This situation is not simple. The Somali pirates have amassed a considerable number of men, and there may be external forces backing them. The higher-ups are afraid of any unforeseen circumstances, which is why they ordered the army and navy to work together." Seeing Tang Xinyi's disappointed expression, he added, "But don't worry. Once they return from their mission, I'll talk to Zhang Beixing and ask him to prioritize your testing work."

Tang Xinyi forced a smile: "That's the only way then. I hope their mission goes smoothly." After saying that, she chatted with Fan Tianlei for a few more minutes about the details of military game development, then got up to leave, but she couldn't help but feel worried for Zhang Beixing and the others.

……

Meanwhile, over the Red Sea, a shipborne helicopter was flying smoothly. Inside the cabin, members of the Red Cell team were gathered together, discussing their upcoming mission.

Li Erniu rubbed the rifle in his hand, his eyes full of anticipation: "Captain, do you think we'll be able to see the Jiaolong Commando's equipment when we get on the warship? I've never seen those sniper rifles you mentioned before in person."

Zhang Beixing leaned against the cabin wall, holding a book on ship operation in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "We'll definitely see them, but don't just think about looking at the equipment. We might have to spar with them. We can't let our Wolf Fang team down."

"A sparring match?" He Chenguang's eyes lit up, and he put down his tactical dagger. "If it's a sniping contest, I'm not afraid of them. I even beat the snipers from the Thunder Commando Team in the previous exercise. No matter how good the Jiaolong Commando Team is, they can't be better than a professional sniper unit, right?" "Don't be too sure of yourself," Zhang Beixing said, closing his book with a hint of caution in his voice. "The Jiaolong Commando Team operates at sea year-round. Their sniping environment is much more complex than ours. Wind, waves, and humidity all affect shooting accuracy. To maintain a high level of skill in that environment, their strength must be considerable."

Xu Tianlong sat to the side, his fingers swiping rapidly across the tablet, which displayed a map of the Red Sea: "I checked, and there are several small islands near the area we're heading to. Pirates might use those as their base. Also, there will be typhoons at sea in the next few days, which will reduce visibility and be very detrimental to our search mission."

Upon hearing the word "typhoon," Song Kaifei couldn't help but frown: "Typhoon? Will helicopters still be able to take off and land normally? I don't want to encounter turbulence in mid-air. Last time during an exercise, we encountered strong convection, which almost scared me to death."

"Don't worry, the Navy's shipborne helicopters have all been modified to withstand typhoons. As long as it's not a super typhoon, there shouldn't be any major problems." Zhang Beixing glanced at him and added, "However, you also need to be prepared. In case of an emergency, you might need to fly the helicopter at low altitude to avoid the pirates' anti-aircraft fire."

Song Kaifei's face fell: "Low-altitude flight? That's too dangerous! I'm a pilot, not a fighter pilot!"

"Now you realize how dangerous it is? I told you to learn more emergency skills, but you weren't willing," Zhang Beixing said irritably. "After this mission, you must make up for the low-altitude flight training when you get back. If you dare to slack off again, I'll ask Fan Tianlei to transfer you to the ground forces so you can experience what it means to be 'down-to-earth'."

Song Kaifei shrank back, no longer daring to complain, and could only mutter under his breath, "I'll just have to make up for it. Anyway, I'm good at flying, so I'll definitely learn it quickly."

Just then, Wang Yanbing suddenly coughed a few times, his face turning pale. Zhang Beixing immediately leaned over and touched his forehead: "What's wrong? Is your wound hurting again?"

Wang Yanbing shook his head and forced a smile: "It's nothing, I'm probably just a little airsick, I'll be fine after a rest."

"Airsickness? You've never been airsick in a helicopter before." Zhang Beixing frowned, his eyes full of worry. "Did the wound reopen? Let me see."

“Really, no need, Captain.” Wang Yanbing pressed his abdomen, his tone firm. “I can hold on. This mission is so important, I don’t want to hold everyone back.”

Zhang Beixing stared at him for a few seconds, knowing he was stubborn, and didn't press him any further. He simply took out a bottle of painkillers from his backpack and handed it to him: "If the pain is unbearable, take the medicine. Don't try to tough it out."

Wang Yanbing took the medicine and nodded: "Thank you, Captain."

The atmosphere in the cabin instantly became heavy. Everyone knew that this mission was far more dangerous than ever before, and the slightest mistake could cost them their lives. But no one suggested backing down. Every one of them had a determined look in their eyes. They were the Red Cell Team, the elite of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, and they would never bow their heads no matter how great the difficulties they faced.

……

As evening approached, the helicopter finally arrived over the naval escort fleet. Looking down from the cockpit, the three warships sailed on the sea like steel behemoths, with soldiers on deck working methodically and diligently, and shipborne radars constantly rotating, vigilantly monitoring the surrounding waters.

The helicopter slowly landed on the helipad of the flagship "Yuanyang". The moment the cabin door opened, a salty sea breeze rushed in. Zhang Beixing was the first to step off the helicopter and immediately saw a group of naval soldiers standing at the edge of the helipad. Leading them was Yang Rui, the captain of the Jiaolong Commando Team.

Yang Rui, dressed in a dark blue special operations uniform with the rank of major on his shoulder, stared intently at Zhang Beixing with eyes as sharp as an eagle's. The Jiaolong Commando members behind him also looked serious, their equipment excellent, and each of them carried an air of arrogance, clearly not taking the Red Cell Team seriously.

Zhang Beixing walked up to Yang Rui and gave a standard military salute: "Zhang Beixing, leader of the Red Cell Team, is here to report for duty."

Yang Rui returned the salute, his tone calm: "Welcome to the escort fleet. I am Yang Rui, the captain of the Jiaolong Commando Team. Accommodation has been prepared for you on the ship. Come with me to rest first, and I will explain the mission details to you later."

After saying that, he turned and left, not giving Zhang Beixing a chance to speak. The members of the Jiaolong Commando followed behind him. As they passed the Red Cell Team members, someone deliberately bumped into Li Erniu's shoulder, their eyes full of provocation.

Li Erniu staggered, about to explode, but Zhang Beixing stopped him. Zhang Beixing shook his head, signaling him not to act impulsively. Li Erniu gritted his teeth and ultimately held back, but his anger only grew stronger.

Looking at the backs of the Jiaolong Commando members, He Chenguang whispered to Zhang Beixing, "Captain, aren't they too arrogant? They actually dare to deliberately provoke us."

“Arrogance is fine, as long as you have the strength.” A cold glint flashed in Zhang Beixing’s eyes. “If you’re arrogant without the strength, you’re just courting death. Let’s be patient for now and show them the might of our army once the mission begins.”

Following Yang Rui into the ship's cabin, Zhang Beixing discovered that the warship's interior structure was far more complex than he had imagined. The corridors were filled with various pipes and instruments, and soldiers were coming and going, each with a hurried pace. Yang Rui led them to a spacious lounge, which contained several bunk beds, a table, and a few chairs.

"This is your accommodation. If you need anything, just tell the soldiers at the gate." Yang Rui put down the folder in his hand. "There will be a mission deployment meeting in the command room at seven o'clock tonight. Don't be late."

After saying that, he turned and left the lounge without saying another word.

After Yang Rui left, Song Kaifei couldn't help but complain, "This Jiaolong Commando is too arrogant, isn't it? We came here to help, and they won't even pour us a cup of hot water. They don't respect us at all."

"Stop complaining, let's organize our equipment and familiarize ourselves with the ship's environment." Zhang Beixing opened his backpack and began checking his weapons. "The meeting tonight is very important; we might run into some trouble, so we must be prepared." (End of Chapter)