If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

The brief moment of tenderness with Du Feifei was like a clear spring during a long journey, providing a moment of nourishment for Su Chen's long-tense nerves.

But the dragon must eventually return to the sea, and the sword must always remain sharp.

After enjoying a brief period of time alone together, Su Chen once again threw himself wholeheartedly into the grand construction plan for the Kunlun Brigade.

Time flew by amidst the monotonous yet fulfilling days of training.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three months, the entire Dragon Kingdom army was plunged into an unprecedented, almost frenzied, war preparation frenzy.

"Kunlun"!

These two words, like a magic spell, echoed in every corner of the military camp.

It became the most popular topic of conversation among all the soldiers during their nighttime talks; and it also became the most effective motivational tool for all the officers to inspire their men on the training field.

"You bastards, hurry up! Haven't you eaten? You bunch of cowards, you think you can even get into Kunlun? You're not even fit to carry their shoes!"

"One more set! Two hundred push-ups! Want to be a big shot? Want bullets to swerve around you? Then train like crazy! Train like you're going to die!"

"Physical fitness! Strength! Willpower! These are the three standards for Kunlun's selection! Which one of you have met? Huh?!"

From south to north, from east to west, all the elite troops in the seven military regions seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, and their training intensity was directly pushed to wartime standards.

Iron Fist Regiment, Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

He Chenguang lay prone in the mud, letting the cold rain wash over his body, his sniper rifle as steady as if it were welded to the ground.

In front of him was no longer a conventional target, but a high-speed drone with a balloon attached, personally controlled by instructor Gong Jian.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a balloon on a drone burst a kilometer away.

This is not enough!

He rolled to his feet, and while moving quickly, raised his gun again, aimed at a sparrow flying overhead, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The blood mist exploded.

Although it was far less expressive and impactful than Lei Kaihua's, this level of skill was vastly different from what it was three months ago.

Beside him, Wang Yanbing, shirtless, was furiously punching a wooden stake as thick as a bowl.

His fists were already a bloody mess, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, letting out a low growl like a wild beast, his eyes burning with an indomitable spirit.

Not far away, Li Erniu was carrying a load of more than 80 kilograms, running lap after lap on the muddy training ground. His uniform was already soaked with sweat, but his steps never stopped for a moment.

Each of them is chasing that unattainable dream in their own way.

Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade.

Standing on the command tower, He Zhijun looked down at the training field below, at the team members who were like madmen, and his face showed a complex expression of both heartache and relief.

One of the Lone Wolf team members, after completing a 10-kilometer armed cross-country run, did not stop but rushed directly to the obstacle course, rolling and climbing over and over again until he collapsed from exhaustion and was carried away by medics.

A veteran soldier, known as the "King of the First Class," submerged himself underwater for five minutes to practice holding his breath. Had his comrades not discovered him in time, he would have almost become a martyr.

"Old He, these kids have all gone mad." Fan Tianlei stood beside him, his voice hoarse.

"It's good to be crazy." He Zhijun, a cigarette dangling from his lips, slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "Without madness, there is no life. For us in the Wolf Fang, if we don't want to be eliminated by the times, we need this kind of madness!"

……

The entire army, because of Kunlun, has been given an unprecedented, almost pathological, vitality.

As for Zhenguoguan, the epicenter of the storm, the training intensity reached an outrageous level.

The sparring sessions for the "Golden Bell Cover" technique have been upgraded from using iron rods to live ammunition from rifles!

On the training field, the team members are paired up, fifty meters apart.

A man, shirtless, activated the "Golden Bell Cover" technique to its fullest extent, his body radiating golden light, as if he were wearing a golden armor.

The other man, wielding a Type 95 assault rifle, relentlessly opened fire on his comrade!

"Da da da!"

The dense barrage of bullets, like a metal storm, slammed into the golden protective aura.

"Jingle bells!"

Countless bullets were deflected, splashing ripples and dazzling sparks on the golden light.

The team members who were hit gritted their teeth, letting the huge impact shake their blood and qi, and advanced step by step, facing the hail of bullets!

They even had to practice "Lingbo Weibu" and "Shendao Zhan" amidst a hail of bullets!

Use this most brutal and direct method to hone your fighting instincts!

As for skydiving without parachutes, it has become commonplace for them, no different from their daily after-dinner walks.

Occasionally, Lei Kaihua would get carried away and have the team members "friendly" practice their finger-flicking skills during their descent from a great height, euphemistically calling it "training dynamic reaction ability." This would often result in a "rain of stones" falling from the sky above the training ground, much to the dismay of the logistics personnel.

Meanwhile, the training of the Kunlun Garrison Company was also underway.

Su Chen kept his word.

After confirming the loyalty and potential of these soldiers, he personally performed a marrow cleansing and meridian-strengthening treatment on all members of the garrison company and taught them the most basic internal energy cultivation techniques.

Although their skills and resources cannot compare with those of the core members of the four major combat battalions.

But this one step alone was enough to transform them completely, making them far stronger than any so-called "king of soldiers" in the outside world.

After acquiring internal energy, Zhuang Yan, Zheng Sanpao, Chen Xiwa, and others made even faster progress.

Zhuang Yan, in particular, seemed to be born for cultivation. In just three months, he had already reached the threshold of a second-rate master, which made Jin Kailai, who was in charge of guiding him, full of praise. He said that if this kid entered Kunlun, his future achievements would be limitless.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye in this almost frenzied atmosphere.

On this day, a red document, directly signed by the highest level of the Central Military Commission and stamped with the gold-embossed seal of "Kunlun Zhenguo," was issued like a divine decree to every unit above the regimental level in the entire army.

The contents of the document are simple yet impactful.

—The Kunlun selection process has officially begun!

The document details the selection process and rules.

The selection process will be divided into two stages.

The first phase, lasting one month, is organized independently by each military region, involving a brutal internal elimination competition within their respective theaters. Only the top one thousand winners from each military region will qualify for the second phase.

The second stage, however, is true hell.

All of the more than 7,000 top elites from all over the military who passed the first phase of selection will be transported to the uninhabited forest area of ​​Kunlun Base.

There they will engage in a fifteen-day "battle royale" with no rules, no supplies, and the sole objective of "survival"!

Meanwhile, the four battalion commanders of the Kunlun Brigade—Gao Dazhuang, Liang Sanxi, Jin Kailai, and Lei Kaihua—will enter the deserted island as "hunters."

Their mission is to "hunt" the selectees in the most brutal way possible, while ensuring their safety.

Ultimately, only soldiers who can survive to the very end in this brutal hunting game, achieve a ranking within the top 4000, and gain the approval of the four battalion commanders are qualified to truly step into the gates of Zhenguo Pass and enter the final selection stage. In the end, only the top 2500 who pass the selection will become official members of Kunlun!

The moment this selection plan was announced, the entire army was in an uproar!

Everyone was deeply shocked by the undisguised cruelty and bloodshed in this plan!

But no one backed down.

Instead, an even more intense flame ignited in their eyes!

Because they all knew that the road to the altar was paved with thorns and bones!

With the issuance of the selection notice, the seven military regions sprang into action simultaneously!

An unprecedented steel torrent sweeping across the entire army has officially begun!

Su Chen stood at the highest point of Zhenguo Pass, looking down at the Kunlun battle formation below, fully prepared and imposing, a satisfied smile on his face.

He knew it was time to select the first batch of fresh blood for his divine army.

He turned around and gave the order to Miao Zhiyuan beside him.

"Notify Gao Dazhuang and the others to prepare."

"Waiting for the prey to arrive"