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

As night fell, the main auditorium of the base inside Zhenguo Pass was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Here, a grand victory celebration banquet, worthy of being recorded in the military history of the Dragon Kingdom, is being held.

The auditorium, large enough to hold thousands, was completely emptied and replaced with brand-new tables and chairs. Long tables were piled high with dishes. Crispy roasted whole lamb sizzled with oil, deep-sea lobsters with red shells and plump meat emitted an enticing aroma, and countless other delicacies were on offer.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of food and the mellow scent of wine, a stark contrast to the bloody, rusty smell of the daytime.

Su Chen stood on the platform, flanked by the four battalion commanders Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua, Liang Sanxi, and Jin Kailai, as well as Du Feifei, Miao Zhiyuan, Academician Chen Jing, and other core high-ranking officers of the Kunlun Brigade.

He raised his glass and slowly swept his gaze across the 2,500 faces below the stage, some youthful, some weathered, but all brimming with vitality.

"Brothers!"

Su Chen's voice echoed clearly through every corner of the auditorium via the microphone.

He paused, then spoke slowly and deliberately.

Welcome home!

These four simple words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a storm in the hearts of all the newly recruited elite soldiers in the audience.

Family.

This word carries far too much weight for those of them who have just crawled out of hell and survived a near-death experience.

Everyone's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Respectfully, Brigade Commander!"

It's unclear who was the first to shout out, but then everyone suddenly stood up, raised their glasses high, and drank them down in one gulp towards the stage!

The movements were perfectly synchronized, carrying an unwavering determination!

"good!"

Su Chen also downed his drink in one gulp, slammed the glass down on the table, and waved his hand with an air of heroic grandeur.

"Let the feast begin!"

At a single command, the entire auditorium instantly transformed from a solemn and dignified oath-taking scene into a sea of ​​joy.

Having been starving for countless days, the elite soldiers no longer cared about their image. Their eyes gleamed, and like tigers descending from the mountain, they launched a fierce "charge" towards the delicious food on the table.

"Damn it! Wang Yanbing! You son of a bitch! That's my chicken leg!" He Chenguang had just reached out when Wang Yanbing snatched the last lamb leg away first.

"What do you mean 'yours' and 'mine'? Once you're in Kunlun, it belongs to the government! If you're so capable, go ahead and take it back!" Wang Yanbing taunted indistinctly as he gnawed on something with grease all over his mouth.

"Erniu! That whole roasted lamb is mine! Nobody can take it from me!" someone shouted.

Li Erniu's honest face was now filled with determination. He hugged the whole roasted lamb tightly to his chest, refusing to let go no matter who tried to stop him, muttering, "My mother said, you have to eat your fill! Don't you dare try to take it from me!"

"Leng Feng! Stop drinking! Eat some meat! Eat some meat!" Shi Sanba was sweating profusely, constantly piling food into Leng Feng's bowl, afraid that his comrade would only drink and starve himself.

Throughout the auditorium, noise, shouts, and laughter rose and fell, filled with the most primal and vibrant life force.

On the stage, the high-ranking officials gathered in twos and threes, toasting each other in a harmonious atmosphere.

Just then, a figure, carrying a large glass filled with baijiu (Chinese liquor), staggered through the noisy crowd and walked straight up to Su Chen.

It is Gaocheng.

His face, which always carried a hint of arrogance, was now flushed red from the alcohol.

"Su...Su Chen!"

He let out a loud burp and actually called Su Chen by his given name.

This sound instantly silenced the previously noisy area around the podium.

All eyes of the high-ranking officials were fixed on this audacious troublemaker. Was he insane? Or drunk? How dare he address the brigade commander by his first name in such a setting?

At the table of the Seventh Steel Company not far away, Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their souls almost flew out of their bodies. They rushed over and tried to drag their company commander back.

"Company commander! Company commander, you've had too much to drink! Go back now!"

"Get lost!"

Gao Cheng shoved them aside, staring intently at Su Chen with his bloodshot, drunken eyes, and raised his wine glass high.

"Su Chen, do you...do you still recognize me?" His voice trembled slightly.

Su Chen looked at his drunken state, but a playful smile appeared on his face.

How could he not recognize him?

He would recognize this guy who grew up in the same compound since childhood, who outwardly always tried to outdo him, but was actually more secretly lecherous than anyone else. He would recognize him even if he were ashes.

"What's wrong? You've become quite successful, no longer calling me Brother Chen?" Su Chen teased casually.

Upon hearing the familiar "Brother Chen," Gao Cheng was stunned as if he had been electrocuted. The drunkenness in his eyes instantly dissipated, and he grinned like a two-hundred-pound fool.

"Holy crap! You actually remember that!"

He suddenly tilted his head back and gulped down the entire glass of strong liquor as if it were water! Then, he slammed the empty glass down on the table with a loud "bang".

"Come on! Today! Let's drink until we drop!"

Everyone around was stunned by what they saw.

Yuan Lang and Tie Lu, in particular, exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes. They never imagined that Gao Cheng's seemingly boastful remark during the assessment was actually true!

This unfathomable, god-like Brigade Commander Kunlun is actually his childhood friend?

This world is so small!

Just as everyone was in shock, Su Chen also picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his movements swift and decisive.

"Well done, Gao Cheng. It's been years, and your drinking capacity has improved." Su Chen put down his glass, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder.

"However..." Su Chen changed the subject, his smile widening, "Don't think I've forgotten about how you used to climb over the wall to peep at Aunt Wang next door taking a bath when you were little, and how you threw caterpillars at her window after being caught."

"puff--"

Gao Cheng was about to pour himself another glass when he heard this, and he almost choked on his breath and passed out on the spot.

His already flushed face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. He pointed at Su Chen, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't utter a single word. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hahahaha!"

After a few seconds of silence, deafening laughter erupted from the surroundings!

Lei Zhan spat out a mouthful of wine, choking violently.

Yuan Lang's ever-present lazy smile couldn't hold back any longer; his lips twitched wildly, and his shoulders shook as he clearly tried his best to endure it.

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing's table were laughing so hard they were practically lying on the table, pounding it repeatedly.

No one expected that this usually arrogant and haughty company commander of the Seventh Steel Company had such a "glorious history" in his childhood!

This is explosive news!

Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi wished they could disappear into the ground right then and there. It was all over; the company commander had completely lost face today.

Gao Cheng's embarrassing moment acted as a switch, completely igniting the atmosphere of the dinner party.

He Zhijun, Fan Tianlei, Kang Lei, and Tie Lu, the senior members of the Wolf Fang gang, also came over, holding their wine glasses and laughing.

"Brigade Commander Su! I, Lao He, would like to raise a glass to you! If it weren't for you, we, the Wolf Fang, would not know how far we would have gone down the wrong path!" He Zhijun said with emotion.

"General Su! I respect you! You have reignited my fighting spirit in this old man!" Railway was also sincerely impressed.

In an instant, Su Chen was surrounded by people who came to offer him a toast.

Long Xiaoyun, Yuan Lang, Lei Zhan... these are all absolute core members of their respective units, and at this moment, they are all like primary school students, obediently lining up, waiting to toast their "idols".

Seeing Su Chen surrounded by people, chatting and laughing with everyone, Du Feifei, standing to the side, slightly furrowed her beautiful eyebrows.

She walked silently to Su Chen's side, naturally took the wine glass that had just been filled from his hand, and gave everyone an apologetic yet polite smile.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, but he has a stomach problem and can't drink anymore. I'll drink the rest of the drinks for him."

After saying that, before anyone could react, she tilted her fair and beautiful neck back and drank the spicy liquor in her glass in one gulp.

That dashing and heroic figure left everyone stunned.

After the silence came an even louder, more deafening roar!

"oh--!"

"Sister-in-law is awesome!"

"My sister-in-law is awesome!"

"Your sister-in-law is worried about the brigade commander!"

"The brigade commander is so lucky!"

Whistles and cheers rose and fell, pushing the atmosphere in the auditorium to its climax.

Su Chen looked at the girl beside him who had calmly helped him out of a predicament, and felt a warmth in his heart.

He held her hand, which was slightly hot from drinking strong liquor, and gave everyone a genuine, happy smile.

Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua, Miao Zhiyuan, and others also joined in the revelry. They put their arms around the shoulders of the newly arrived elite soldiers, calling each other brothers, clinking glasses, and becoming one of the closest of friends.

That night, there were no generals, no soldiers.

There is only a group of brothers who have come together for a common belief.

They savored this hard-won calm before the storm.

Because they know that starting tomorrow, what awaits them is true hell.