A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

At the entrance of the ruined city alley, Feng Yuxiu stared blankly at the person who appeared.

Yuan Lang smiled and waved, then tossed an earpiece to Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu instinctively took it and put it on.

"Soldier, we heard you were planning to fight alone, so we've come."

Feng Yuxiu's throat moved. How could Yuan Lang possibly be here?

He's a senior colonel now, how could he possibly be carrying out a mission of this level?

This is completely unreasonable; it's not about brotherhood or comrades sacrificing for each other.

Someone of Yuan Lang's caliber couldn't possibly handle this alone, especially coming to Rwanda.

"Captain, are you alone? What are you doing here?"

Feng Yuxiu really couldn't understand why Yuan Lang would come here.

The dead were members of the Lone Wolf Group, so it had nothing to do with Yuan Lang.

Even a higher-level leader wouldn't be able to send Yuan Lang over, especially since the UN Charter explicitly states this.

The peacekeeping forces dispatched by various countries to conflict zones maintain absolute neutrality.

Although Feng Yuxiu thought it was nonsense, he didn't listen to it at all.

But for others, this is something that must be followed.

The high school team members who sacrificed their lives all strictly adhered to this rule.

After Xiaoying was hit, the high school team's first reaction was to retreat in order to avoid any clashes with the approaching rebels.

Although it's frustrating, it's something we have to do.

Xiao Zhuang's disobedience is a special case.

Because of him alone, so many of his comrades were killed or seriously injured.

"Who said it's just me?"

Yuan Lang pointed to his ear.

Feng Yuxiu pressed the earpiece, and several familiar voices immediately rang out.

"Sanduo, I heard you're in trouble? Keep calm, keep calm." Wu Zhe's voice was as gentle and calm as ever.

"Xu Sanduo, don't be afraid, we're here." Qi Huan remained as taciturn and arrogant as ever.

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath.

"Hey, San Daizi, guess what? We really can't do without you! We're all great marksmen, but when it comes to physical strength, there are some tough guys out there. Turns out, the best fighters aren't us, but the armed police. They gave us a good beating in the last joint competition."

Cheng Cai still spoke Mandarin with a Henan accent, tinged with a hint of excitement.

It has been many years since this original team has worked together.

"you……"

Feng Yuxiu was somewhat moved; he was already prepared to be alone.

This trip might have been a one-way trip to certain death, but unexpectedly, the teammates who came to support them were still the same innocent group from the beginning.

This group of teammates can truly be called brothers.

Feng Yuxiu has been in two other major war zones for the past few years, and has become somewhat estranged from his original comrades.

Even the phone calls he promised to make to Gao Cheng, which used to be frequent every few days, became completely unanswered.

However, his personality is not something that can be changed in just a few years. Although he died once, his memories are not broken; he is still the same Feng Yuxiu from his previous life.

However, his experience in the military over the past few years has led to a change in his personality.

What began as absolute egoism has transformed into a sense of responsibility unique to soldiers.

Even a stone thrown into the crucible of the military camp can be roasted and transformed into a shining piece of jade.

However, he is also selective in his relationships; only under Gao Cheng or Yuan Lang will he become a true comrade-in-arms.

His personality of directly confronting Fan Tianlei and his ilk is something he can't change.

"Let's go, don't just stand there. Although there are no rebels around here, it still feels chilly. Foreign countries... are always filled with war."

Feng Yuxiu followed Yuan Lang out of the alley and met Wu Zhe and the others in a temporary abandoned building.

This squad's principle when out in the field is to always guard their own direction and never allow enemy bullets to enter their comrades' backs from their direction.

Each person is capable of performing an absolute task independently.

"Sanduo."

Wu Zhe stepped forward, opened his arms, and gave him a big hug.

Cheng Cai still had that same smiling expression, but he looked more mature and not as shrewd as before.

Qi Huan, still with a deadpan expression, nodded to Feng Yuxiu.

However, Feng Yuxiu discovered another person.

Wang Yadong.

He looked at Yuan Lang with a puzzled expression.

Yuan Lang's expression turned serious. "Let's get down to business. Wang Yadong is now considered an unofficial member of our organization. We are not affiliated with any official body, do you understand? But we still have support. We can accomplish anything we want to do."

Feng Yuxiu did not understand the meaning of Yuan Lang's words for a moment.

What does it mean to be able to accomplish anything you want to do?

Besides these few, is there any more support?

They were all wearing civilian clothes, meaning they were not currently under official assignment.

If there is support, it will definitely be on a large scale.

But a number of people of this size would certainly draw condemnation from the United Nations.

Although the United Nations is nothing but a fart.

But one still has to consider saving face.

After all, people still value face more in this day and age.

This will also benefit future development. You can't act like a reckless brute; other countries will see that.

Oh ho, so this is the kind of behavior Dongda University is in. Who will cooperate with you in the future, and who will achieve mutual benefit?

If you want to become powerful, you have to do business with a heavy hand and then make a profit.

This applies to businessmen, and it applies to nations as well.

Therefore, Yuan Lang and his group came by commercial airline and had another identity.

The only thing that needs to be resolved now is Feng Yuxiu's identity.

Yuan Lang turned to look at Feng Yuxiu, "When you came to peacekeeping, all the information in your file was Feng Yuxiu. When we came, your identity information had been completely changed. Now you are still called Xu Sanduo."

"In other words, from the moment you left the peacekeeping camp, you no longer belonged to this group of peacekeepers. You are now like us, not under official jurisdiction."

"This group of mercenaries, mixed with Rwandan rebels, is not under the control of any country, so we have to do some private work."

Feng Yuxiu nodded. "Understood."

"These are your weapons and equipment. Now Wang Yadong is telling me that these mercenaries are probably affiliated with that shareholder of the Polar Bear Company?"

Wang Yadong took a deep breath. "Last time I captured a prisoner, and after interrogation, I found out they were employed by Sean Combs, the chairman of one of the Polar Bear Companies."

"Wait, why does this thing's name sound so familiar?"

Wu Zhe suddenly interrupted Wang Yadong's speech.

He frowned and thought about it carefully for a long time.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock..."

Wu Zhe began to speak, taking light steps as he circled around, chanting in a rhythmic tone.

"What are you doing?" Qi Huan was stunned.

"Don't even think about it. You probably know his other nickname, Puff Daddy. On the surface, he's a hip-hop artist, but behind the scenes, he's employed by several big shots and is their butler."

"Xu...the woman Xu Sanduo was with on Crescent Island was the daughter of the powerful figure behind him."

"So, our goal now is to kill him?" Qi Huan looked at Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang smiled. "Why kill him? A singer, what beautiful songs. Our mission is to eliminate the mercenaries in this rebel group." "Then things will get complicated. Let's deal with the immediate task. As for the tasks to come, it's useless for you to know now."

"Let's begin. At 3:46 PM, rebels will appear in a ruined town in the southeast region."

"It's work."

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath and smiled as he looked at the completely new table.

He is now very confident, and he absolutely will not allow the high school team's tragic fate to repeat itself.

This time, we must annihilate these rebels in one fell swoop.

Although Yuan Lang didn't say anything more, Feng Yuxiu roughly knew what the mission was.

To get rid of those important figures, we need to leave Rwanda; these figures might be in some European country.

Then it wouldn't be as a special forces soldier carrying out a mission, but as a special agent.

Having studied in the three military regions, Feng Yuxiu knew all too well how to be a secret agent.

Compared to sniping and raiding, his true strength lies in being a secret agent.

This is a promising candidate to become a secret agent.

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Northern Rwanda.

A group of peacekeeping troops are patrolling and repairing roads.

"Squad leader, peacekeeping is just watching, I thought it would be more exciting."

A newly arrived peacekeeper, holding a rifle, looked around at the barren plain with a bored expression.

"Fuck you! If we weren't on a mission, I'd kill you. Who gave you the right to speak?"

"Open your eyes wide and look around for me. I'll deal with you when I get back. I'll let you talk."

The new recruit shut his mouth after being scolded.

The old squad leader took a deep breath. Once they went on a mission, even a patrol, they might never come back.

The movements of these rebels are completely unpredictable; you never know which area they'll suddenly appear from.

Yesterday, a medical team at a camp was attacked, and I heard that several people were killed.

This put all the peacekeeping soldiers on high alert.

This veteran sergeant was unwilling to lead such newly arrived soldiers.

Their mindset is still stuck in the domestic model, and they simply cannot adapt to the life-or-death situation here in a short time.

But that's the cruelty of peacekeeping; it doesn't give you any chance to adapt, and you have to be thrown into the mission immediately upon arrival.

boom!
Rumble!
Suddenly, an explosion rang out from a village in the distance, followed by a barrage of AK rifle fire.

"Everyone evacuate immediately! The rebels on the other side have begun their attack."

The peacekeeping commander roared, and the new soldiers realized the seriousness of the situation. With grave expressions, they gestured for the supplies to be evacuated.

They absolutely cannot participate in wars. For example, if fighting breaks out, the peacekeeping force must immediately withdraw from the area.

They cannot participate in the enemy's firefight until the firefight ends, at which point they can come and clean up the battlefield.

boom!
Suddenly, the sounds of gunfire turned into bombing, followed by several rapid shots.

"This is... burst fire... These rebels aren't regulars, their marksmanship is terrible, how could they possibly be firing such dense bursts? Even the government forces have this kind of specialized burst fire... there aren't many in Rwanda, are there?"

The old sergeant listened to the bursts of gunfire with a bewildered expression. The sounds were extremely rhythmic and showed no signs of panic.

The sounds came from only a few scattered individuals, but most of them were firing wildly from AK47s.

The reason the rebels were able to fight the government forces was simply because they outnumbered the government forces.

And they broke the order in a short time; otherwise, most of these rebels would have been unemployed.

If they can hit the target once out of ten times, they're considered experts.

The peacekeeping soldiers had just finished packing their equipment and vehicles when the sounds from the village abruptly ceased.

"What happened? The sound of the AK seemed to disappear for a moment, and then the sound of bursts of fire could be heard."

"Go and take a look, bring some people to take a look, but don't get into a conflict with them."

If they had withdrawn immediately after the exchange of fire, now that the firefight is over, they can enter as peacekeepers.

"The rest of you should follow in an orderly fashion and be ready to retaliate if the enemy opens fire. Remember, you must wait for the enemy to fire, even if you notice them aiming at you, never fire first."

"Yes."

The peacekeeping soldiers entered the village cautiously.

The civilians inside had already fled, and upon entering the village, they saw the corpses of the rebels scattered all over the ground.

To avoid friendly fire, most of these rebels wore a red ribbon tied to their right shoulder.

I don't know how they managed to find so many red ribbons in Rwanda, that godforsaken place.

"They're all rebel corpses. Who attacked them? If it was government troops, we would have been informed long ago."

"Check everything carefully."

The peacekeeping soldiers examined the rebel bodies one by one, and after all the examinations were completed...

The veteran squad leaders looked extremely solemn, even showing a hint of lingering fear.

"Tell me about your situation."

"One shot to the head, two shots to the body. One shot from the forehead to the temple, two shots to the heart. Extremely professional, not the Rwandan government army."

"Anything else?" The leader of the team also became serious.

"The speed was extremely fast. The bursts of fire I just heard must have been from their hunting. Moreover, these rebels had no ability to resist at all. The first to die were those who tried to run into the house. They were shot in the back, one in the back of the head and two in the heart and lungs. And the positions were extremely tricky, all of them going into the heart."

"The possibility of taking action against them..."

The old squad leader hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The team leader waved his hand, his expression somewhat complicated. "Don't say any more. That's pretty much the gist of it. Set up a perimeter and clean up the battlefield."

"Yes."

Looking at these rebel soldiers who had died in such neat rows, the leader of the team felt a chill run down his spine.

The reason the old squad leader hesitated to speak was because a move of this caliber must have been made by a professional.

Moreover, they are not just ordinary professionals; few peacekeepers can achieve this level of expertise.

They are even more awesome than them.

Special forces of different countries?
Now we don't know which country they are from, and since they have joined in the fight against the rebels, what is their mission?
The Rwandan rebels number in the hundreds of thousands; it's impossible to kill them all.

This is what the leader in charge is most concerned about: figuring out what the mysterious force that attacked the rebels really intended.

Will this have any impact on the peacekeeping forces?

If it is indeed the intervention of a third-party force, then the nature of the matter is different.

Peacekeeping forces from various countries can carry out suppression.

"Let's go, be careful and evacuate this area."

The commander in charge waved his hand, and the peacekeeping soldiers turned and left in an orderly fashion.
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In some ruins.

Yuan Lang stared expressionlessly at the bound mercenaries.

Wu Zhe stood beside him, speaking in the local language, and he seemed quite agitated.

Ten minutes later, Wu Zhe took a deep breath, turned around, and shook his head.

"He won't say."

The next second, Feng Yuxiu, who had been standing to the side, rushed forward, grabbed the mercenary by the hair, and dragged him away.

"Don't come any closer, you can't handle it."

"God," Qi Huan said, making the sign of the cross over his chest, "may God forgive me."

"Nonsense, you believe this? Let's make a plan for the next step, stop talking nonsense."

Yuan Lang glared at them, and the group gathered around the makeshift plank to begin their study. (End of Chapter)