The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1343 Owl!
Northeast Asia, Zhenbao Island
On the ice, the Russians were staggering as they helped their teammates back.
Watching them take two steps and then turn back, as if afraid Zhang Cheng would catch up, the class monitor grinned from ear to ear behind them.
When have these Russians, who rely on their height and size, ever suffered such a great loss?
Watching them flee, the squad leader felt a surge of joy.
Back at his fishing spot, Zhang Cheng was about to take the fishing rod and continue his work for the day.
Looking at the numerous bighead carp weighing nearly five or six pounds on the ground, Zhang Cheng asked in shock, "You caught these?"

"Ah, I caught this! This spot is really good. Let me tell you, I caught it every time I cast my line, every single cast!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the soldier was about to say something when he saw that Zhang Cheng's gloomy face had completely darkened.
"Little Zhang, fishing is a skill!"

Seeing that Zhang Cheng seemed unable to speak, the class monitor offered an explanation.
With a twitching mouth, Zhang Cheng looked at the squad leader and quickly retorted, "I have the skills, I just haven't had much luck!"

"Well, you're right!"

Patting Zhang Cheng on the shoulder, the class monitor nodded earnestly.
Looking at Zhang Cheng's expression, many people laughed. What did this have to do with luck? It was simply a matter of lacking talent!

Back at the military camp, Zhang Cheng, carrying a knife, demonstrated his superb knife skills to the cooks.
The cooks were dumbfounded as they watched Zhang Cheng brandishing the cleaver.
Does this guy have some deep-seated grudge against fish? He practically chopped the cutting board to pieces!

Zhang Cheng heated the oil, added chili peppers, stir-fried them, and then added various kinds of ginger and garlic.

As the aroma filled the air, many soldiers sniffed and asked, "What's the cooks making tonight? It smells so good!"

"I don't know, it seems like it was done by a new comrade!"

"Really? He has this skill? Wasn't he supposed to be a great fighter?"

"Does being able to fight mean you can't cook?"

Just as the murmurs began outside, Zhang Cheng started putting the fish in.
Because tonight he made boiled fish and fish with pickled cabbage.

After all, in Northeast China, there's a special saying about sauerkraut. You can't make the same sauerkraut taste like this anywhere else!

Smelling the enticing aroma of the ingredients, the company commander swallowed hard and said, "I never expected that Xiao Zhang, besides being a great fighter, would also have such superb cooking skills!"

Inside the mess hall of the military camp,
Everyone was already impatient, looking at the two large bowls of food in front of them.
"Have a meal!"

Addressing the crowd, the company commander smiled, picked up a steamed bun, and then added a piece of fish with his chopsticks.

However, once the spicy flavor entered his throat, he couldn't help but break out in a sweat and exclaim, "This flavor is good!"

Seeing everyone sweating profusely, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

Because I haven't forgotten the skills my master taught me.

Although he cooked Sichuan cuisine this time, he at least didn't lose his identity as a chef!

Time flies, and half a month has passed.

After being attacked twice in a row, the Russians seemed to have realized one thing: without guns, they simply couldn't deal with Zhang Cheng, this "inhuman" creature!
And so the shameless raid began.

Leading the patrol team, the squad leader asked, "Xiao Zhang, what are we going back for today?"

"Pickled cabbage, pork, and glass noodles—it's been so long since I've had this! Add a couple of flatbreads, hehe!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng began to explain.
As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, everyone's faces showed expressions of craving.

But just after saying that, Zhang Cheng suddenly roared, "Take cover!"

"Crash!"

As soldiers, the squad leader and his men were incredibly fast. Even though they had been thinking about something else, they still managed to dodge when they heard those words.
"Da da, da da da!"

Gunfire erupted, and tanks and other heavy weapons appeared in the distance, heading towards Zhenbao Island. Seeing this, the squad leader immediately exclaimed, "Damn it, they're planning an attack!"

"Prepare to meet the enemy! Pin them to death here!"

The squad leader couldn't help but shout angrily.

But just as the squad leader was giving instructions, he quickly turned his head and said, "Xiao Zhang, you go down first, you're not a combatant!"

Hearing his squad leader's words, Zhang Cheng replied earnestly, "Although I'm not a soldier, I'm still a Far East citizen! Guarding this place is not only your responsibility, but also mine!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng released the safety of the Type 56 reverse-hand pull bolt.
Staring in shock at Zhang Cheng, the squad leader glanced at his actions, somewhat taken aback, but still subconsciously looked towards the distance.
The issue now isn't Zhang Cheng's gestures, but rather how to fend off these Russians!
"Wait, did I just pull the latch backwards?"

Seeing the squad leader's meaningful gaze, Zhang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat the next second.
Because this was purely a subconscious act by a ruthless bandit!

Squad leader: One-handed reloading, reverse bolt pull—either a mole or a ruthless bandit.

Zhang Cheng:
"attack!"

Commanding the tanks forward, the leading Russian roared in anger.

The moment the battle began, the soldiers in the camp reacted quickly and immediately formed a counterattack line.

Hiding behind the slope, Zhang Cheng peeked out, his eyes gradually sharpening.

"Beast Trait: Owl!"

He murmured softly, and Zhang Cheng's pupils gradually contracted, becoming like round eyes.
However, as the darkness gradually faded from my vision, everything before me became crystal clear.

As a killer lurking in the night, the owl's characteristics are truly terrifying.

Unlike a snake's sensory perception, Zhang Cheng, once in the owl's state, could completely perceive night as day.
"Bang, bang bang bang"

Setting up his fifth or sixth stance, Zhang Cheng quickly launched a counterattack.
After hearing the sounds of people falling to the ground in the distance, the squad leader looked at Zhang Cheng in astonishment and said, "You hit him, so you fired?"

"Squad leader, I've trained with the militia too. Give me ten minutes, and I'll wipe them all out for you to see!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng raised his gun and assumed an offensive stance.
Watching Zhang Cheng advance while firing his gun from the shadows in the woods, the squad leader exclaimed in astonishment, "Does a seventeen-year-old need to learn so much these days?"

"Puff puff!"

A barrage of bullets swept through, and the soldiers following the charging tanks fell one after another.

Seeing this, the old Russian roared, "Find the location, fire, fire!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a bullet struck him between the eyebrows.
Seeing their commander fall, the rest of the Russians were dumbfounded, wondering whether to fight or not.
They haven't even crossed the line yet! How come they're about to be beaten up like a grandson again?

Wait, why did you say "again"?

After running out of rifle bullets, Zhang Cheng quickly ran back, shouldered the individual rocket launcher, and aimed it at a tank in the distance.
Squatting halfway on the ground, Zhang Cheng revealed a ferocious smile and said, "Whoosh! The little missile is here!"

"call out!"

A whooshing sound rang out, and the tank at the very front exploded violently.
Watching the raging flames soar into the sky, Zhang Cheng tossed it aside, reloaded with one hand, and continued pulling the bolt with a reverse grip.
They haven't been ruthless bandits for so many years. Do they think that just because they're in military uniform, they'll forget their old tricks?
With his gun raised for cover, the squad leader watched Zhang Cheng laughing wildly as he fired his gun while pressing down on the butt of his rifle. At that moment, all sorts of questions filled his mind.

Squad leader: I suspect he's a notorious criminal, but I have no proof!
Lu Yan: Remove the doubts, and he is him!
Zhang Cheng:
(End of this chapter)