My military function points

Chapter 349 Because only Hong Qigong knows the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

The following days were very peaceful.

Chen Rong spends his days teaching students and his free time studying. Every night before going to bed, Sophia would come over with her computer and tell him the latest news from the dark web.

The war in Syria continues, and there has been no news of Jurani's assassination, which seems to have been blocked by the anti-government forces.

The governor of Primorsky Krai has stepped down, and a new governor has not yet taken office. The president is temporarily serving as governor, and it is estimated that there will be no new governor in the future.

Mike and Li Daolai led their team to wander around Vladivostok for more than a week, but they still couldn't find the assassins, so they figured they must have already left.

With the sudden deaths of both the former and current CIA operations directors, Deputy Director Wilson naturally took over.

When they parted ways in Syria, the Bulls said that once Chen Mingshui's status as a martyr was confirmed, he would retire and go on vacation with Rachel. Therefore, Allen was waiting to take over the Bulls mercenary group.

The latest news is that Bull has taken everyone to Africa again, to the Thousand Hills Kingdom where the Hunters are currently providing training, because they heard there is also a war there.

As for Qi Tian, ​​he took advantage of his free time to adjust the size of the little golden eagle's claws and also made a set of spiky collars to protect Xiao Heizi's neck.

That evening, Chen Rong finally managed to shoo away Sophia, who was stubbornly refusing to leave. Then he turned to the little golden eagle and the little black dog who were playing Chinese chess and said, "Stop playing. Who's going to come and study tonight?"

"Wow!" The little golden eagle pointed at the little black bird.

"Woof!" Little Blackie immediately became unhappy and bared its teeth at the other party.

"Wow!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Chen Rong's face darkened: "If you keep making noise, you two will both have to learn!"

The hawk-hound duo immediately fell silent.

The little golden eagle stretched out its claws, pried open the chessboard, jumped off the chair, walked towards the balcony, and turned back to shake its head provocatively at the little black dog.

Little Blackie followed after him with a disdainful look and a snarl.

"I'll give you one minute to decide the winner!" Chen Rong said calmly, leaning against the headboard.

Soon, the sounds of fierce fighting came from the grass outside the balcony.

A few dozen seconds later, Xiao Heizi walked in dejectedly, silently picked up a psychology book from the bookshelf, and jumped onto Chen Rong's bed.

"They can fly, and you want a one-on-one fight? I don't know where your IQ has gone."

Chen Rong was both amused and exasperated. He casually opened the book, and Xiao Heizi obediently lay down next to its owner and looked at the book.

During this period of self-improvement, Chen Rong spent most of his time studying psychology.

The reason for this choice is that his first aid skill index has reached 99. Once he advances, he will no longer be able to use index merging for his only hypnosis skill. Therefore, he wants to take advantage of the present moment to raise the hypnosis skill index as soon as possible.

I glanced at the panel and saw that my learning progress over this period of time was pretty good.

Military Rank: Captain

[Military Merits: Commendation x1, Third-Class Merit x11, Second-Class Merit x6, First-Class Merit x3, National Medal x5]

[Skill - Friend or Foe Identification (Advanced)]

[Skill - Crisis Warning (Intermediate)]

[Skill - Beast Transformation (Advanced)]

[Skill - Beidou Navigation (Intermediate)]

[Skill - Indestructible (Advanced)]

[Skill - One-Hit Kill (Beginner)]

[Skill - Forced Arrival (Beginner)]

[Skill - Experienced Driver (Beginner)]

[Skill - First Aid: Rating 99]

[Skill - Hypnosis: Index 49→57]

[Currently available free attribute points: 0]

Chen Rong looked at the bright zero above the balance at the bottom and felt a sense of helplessness.

I really miss the days when I went on missions with my teammates!

Logically speaking, my mission to serve as a pilot instructor in Russia was a military order, so I should be given some reward upon my return.

Even if a hunter is stingy, asking for a third-class merit isn't unreasonable, right? I'll upgrade my first aid skill first thing then...

Buzz!
Just as Chen Rong was thinking about all sorts of random things, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Xiao Heizi turned his head and saw that the caller ID was Mike.

"It's me. What's up so late?" Chen Rong answered the phone. "Where are you guys? Why aren't you back yet?"

In the morning, Chen Rong told them to give up searching for the members of the assassin squad and return to Beihai.

Mike's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, we just received a notice from the military that we need to rush to Kmir tonight. We called to let you know."

"Kmir? What are you doing there?" Chen Rong was taken aback.

He was no stranger to the Kmir region; they had carried out a mission there when Tiandu wanted to take action against Batan.

Li Daolai's somewhat excited voice rang out: "It's like this, Lone Wolf, also known as Liu Jin, sent word that Kakar helped purchase the Heavenly Poison gene serum, which should have an effect on your eyes. We're going to pick up the goods."

Chen Rong frowned: "Do you need your entire team to pick up the goods? Can't you just ship it over?"

"He's probably just helping the Lone Wolf team with some work on the side," Li Daolai replied.

Seeing that the other party's words were rather vague, Chen Rong understood that this involved military secrets, and after giving some instructions, he did not ask any more questions.

. . .

. . .

In central Africa, on the East African plateau, a large transport plane slowly landed at the airport in Gali, the capital of the Kingdom of Thousand Hills.

It's September now, the hottest time of year here.

As the cabin door opened, Bull stepped off the plane and was immediately hit by a wave of heat.

"Damn, my little bull is about to burst with heat!"

Bull cursed and then began to tell his men to unload all the equipment.

To be honest, if it weren't to escape Rachel, that love-obsessed woman, I would never have bothered coming all this way.

More than an hour later, Deputy Commander Jason found Bull chatting and laughing with a female airport staff member in the lounge.

"Boss, everything is almost ready, and the cars have all arrived."

"Alright, let's go. Let's try to reach the border of the western province before dark." Bull casually patted the plump staff member on the butt, eliciting a burst of giggles.

The Chinese appearance is highly valued here, which is the first impression the country gives to Bull.

The Kingdom of Thousand Hills is very small, with a land area of ​​less than 30,000 square kilometers. Its administrative divisions are also very simple, consisting of four provinces: the Eastern Province, the Western Province, the Southern Province, and the Northern Province, plus the capital city of Gali. It is so simple that it is almost haphazard.

Therefore, even driving from the capital to the border takes only a few hours if you drive fast.

Along the way, the members of the Bull Mercenary Group were greatly impressed by the scenery outside the window, not for any other reason than that the environment here was so clean!
These mercenaries travel all over the world and have been to other African countries. Their overall impression can be summed up in three words: dirty, chaotic, and poor.

However, the Kingdom of Thousand Hills is different. The country is full of mountains, rainforests and lakes, and the scenery is not only beautiful, but what is even more surprising is that whether it is the capital, the city or the countryside, or even the small villages by the roadside, everything is clean and there is no garbage to be seen.

"Damn, if it weren't so incredibly hot here, I would have thought this was some famous city!"

Bull, sitting in the passenger seat, turned the air conditioning up to the maximum while remarking, "Boss, why are we here when Thousand Hills is fighting Congo? What if we lose and have trouble getting our commission?"

Jason, who was driving, asked the question that had been bothering him.

"I made all the arrangements before I came, and I'll get paid first before I start working."

Bull lit a cigar, slowly exhaling smoke, a smile on his face. "Besides, how could the Kingdom of Thousand Hills possibly lose?"

Jason was a little confused: "Boss, you've got it backwards, haven't you? The Congo's land area is nearly a hundred times that of the Thousand Hills, and its population is ten times that. You mean the Thousand Hills will win this battle?"

Bull said mysteriously, "I have inside information. Don't ask too many questions, just focus on eating meat. By the way, the black women here are really quite charming..."

Seeing that his boss had said that, Jason stopped asking questions and focused on driving.

However, he noticed something unusual: although fighting had broken out in the west, the residents in the country seemed completely unconcerned and did not feel any sense of oppression from the war.

The convoy sped along, finally arriving at the border between the Western Province and the Democratic Republic of Congo before nightfall.

The border between the two countries divides a large lake in two. The forward command base of the Thousand Hills Kingdom's military is located on the lakeshore. The Bull Mercenary Group must come here first to receive their mission and be assigned a territory.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of synchronized footsteps rang out. Bull looked out the window and saw a troop of fully armed soldiers running past, each shouting a command.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

"One, two, three! Four!"

"Sing a song, every revolutionary soldier must remember it, get ready to sing!"

The bull, who happened to be passing by in a vehicle, thought: "???"

To be honest, he was a little confused.

For a brief moment, the Bulls felt like they were back in recruit training.

"No, what's going on?"

Bull looked at his vice-commander, "Did you see that group of people who just passed by?"

Jason nodded: "I see them. They look pretty good. They must be elite special forces, right?"

"Were all those people Black?"

"Yes!"

"Damn, what exactly did those guys from the Hunter Corps teach when they came to provide instruction?"

The bull was stunned. What was this sense of déjà vu about?

This formation is so neat it could be used in a basic training exercise!

With some doubt, Bull gestured for his men to pull the convoy aside and led Jason through the gates of the forward base.

Snapped!
The sentry at the gate snapped to attention, gripping his rifle in one hand and extending the other palm forward: "Comrade, please stop! What brings you here?"

The other person's Chinese was a bit broken.

Bull chuckled: "I'm the leader of the Bull Mercenary Group. I've come here to receive my mission."

Upon hearing the words "Bull Mercenary Group," the sentry's expression immediately turned serious: "Please wait a moment. Instructor Zuo instructed us to inform him when you arrive, and he will personally receive you."

After saying that, the sentry took the walkie-talkie and started making a call.

Jason looked at his commander and asked in a low voice, "Boss, who is Instructor Zuo?"

"I don't know, they should be from the hunter team." Bull shook his head.

A moment later, a dark-skinned man in military uniform came running over.

Snapped!
The sentry immediately stood at attention and gave a rifle salute, the standard of which was frighteningly high.

"Hello, instructor!"

"Okay! At ease!"

Zuo Meng waved his hand, quickly walked up to Bull, and chuckled, "Hello, Senior Bull! My name is Zuo Meng, and I used to be the deputy squad leader of Yama. The hunter already said you would be here today. Come on in, Captain Huo is inside."

Upon hearing that the other person was Chen Rong's deputy squad leader, Bull immediately became friendly and laughed, "So you're one of us! Let's go!"

The three entered the gate, and soldiers from the Thousand Hills Kingdom could be seen everywhere in the base. They were in rows of two or three, some conducting drills and others carrying out tactical simulations.

Without exception, there was a soldier providing guidance in each area.

“Senior Bull, this time we’ve assigned you a logistics task. There’s not much to do each day, just driving around behind the front lines. Of course, the commission will be top-notch. What do you think?” Zuo Meng said as he walked.

Jason was overjoyed upon hearing this. Bull nodded and asked, "Zuo Meng, how long have you been here?"

"A few months."

How long are you planning to stay?

"We'll go back after the war is over. It shouldn't be long before Congo surrenders." Zuo Meng said matter-of-factly.

Bull hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help asking, "After all, this is an internal war within an African country. Isn't it inappropriate for us to do this? Won't international opinion think that we, as a large country, are bullying a small one?"

Zuo Meng was taken aback at first, then thought for a moment and said seriously, "What does this have to do with us? It was the Qianqiu Kingdom's own army that made the move."

Bull sighed, pointing at the Black soldiers practicing the three-on-three tactic on the training field: "Wow, that's impressive! Do you know why everyone knows Guo Jing is Hong Qigong's disciple the moment he makes a move?"

Zuo Meng looked bewildered, wondering why Bull suddenly asked this: "Why?"

"Because only Hong Qigong knows the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" Bull said, speechless.

. . .

. . .

At dusk, at the hunter's base in Shennongjia.

At the airport, Qi Tian helped Chen Rong off the transport plane empty-handed, while Xiao Heizi and Xiao Jindiao followed behind, each dragging a backpack larger than themselves.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Wow wow wow!"

Upon seeing the hunter team members standing outside, Blackie and Golden Eagle barked in dissatisfaction.

"Haha, Black Panther and Doll are angry!"

The team members came up and helped take the luggage, laughing and joking.

A figure rushed over and threw himself into Chen Rong's arms.

Chen Rong seemed a little flustered. He patted Chen Ai on the back and asked softly, "What's wrong, sis?"

Chen Ai raised her head, tears of joy streaming down her face: "Xiao Rong, the military's order has come down! Father has been posthumously recognized as a martyr and combat hero!"

Although he had already guessed this outcome, Chen Rong was still shocked. The case had finally been overturned!
Qi Tian's eyes immediately reddened, and his hands trembled as he pulled out his phone, muttering to himself, "Great, great! We need to notify them right away..."

The faces of the others were also filled with emotion and sighs.

The first hunter was also everyone's senior, and now that he had finally received the treatment he deserved, everyone was genuinely happy.

The little golden eagle and the little black dog also ran to Chen Rong's feet and rubbed against their master's legs, expressing their joy.

Chen Rong gently wiped away Chen Ai's tears, then glanced at the Beidou radar: "Why are there fewer people in our base again? Where's the Hunter? Why haven't we seen him come over?"

"Some of them were sent to Africa."

Chen Ai replied, "The hunters are in a meeting, and they seem to be in a bad mood."

(End of this chapter)