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

"Vroom vroom vroom..." The massive attack helicopter, its engine emitting a deep roar, cleaved through the dark sky like a steel behemoth lurking in the night, hurtling towards Outpost No. 81 at full speed. Inside the cabin, the newly formed Wolf Warrior Squadron members were all neatly dressed, their face paint etched with cold, sharp lines in the narrow light. Their gazes held a heavy, sharp intensity. Their weapons were no longer the old Type 81 assault rifles, but the lighter, more powerful, and far more potent Type 95 rifles. In addition, there were several squad automatic weapons, multiple rocket launchers, and ample ammunition reserves—their equipment was far superior to that of conventional troops.

Even with the helicopter at its maximum speed, the atmosphere inside the cockpit remained oppressively heavy. Sergeant Ma's heart-wrenching screams over the phone, his words "blast them alive," pierced the hearts of every member of the Wolf Warriors like cold, hard steel needles. They were elites from various units, including some formidable fighters who had failed in the Kunlun selection process. They had seen the most ruthless drug lords and clashed with well-equipped mercenaries, but the "monster" described by Sergeant Ma was something they had never even heard of. This unprecedented unknown brought with it a deeper sense of oppression.

"Damn it!" Wang Zhan, the newly appointed captain of the Wolf Warrior squadron, codenamed "Alpha Wolf," slammed his fist on the back of the chair in front of him. He was burly, with sharply defined features, and his body exuded the resilience forged in countless battles. As a failed candidate in the Kunlun selection, he had thought his strength was formidable enough. However, at this moment, hearing about the horrific scenes his comrades had endured, he truly understood that some enemies in this world far surpass any previous knowledge or imagination.

He closed his eyes, and the image of Commander Shi Qingsong's bloodshot face, yet radiating an iron will, appeared in his mind. He knew all too well that Sergeant Ma and the others had given their all. He had to get to the battlefield.

"How much further?!" Wang Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, his voice piercing through the headset and reaching the cockpit.

"Report, Captain! Less than five minutes to the target area! According to thermal imaging scans, intense firefights are taking place in the target area, and numerous life forms are moving rapidly!" The pilot's voice was clearly transmitted through the headset.

"Five minutes!" Wang Zhan gritted his teeth, turning to scan his team members behind him. "Brothers! Listen carefully! We're not here for a simple rescue! We're here for revenge!"

"Roar!" All the team members roared in unison, their anger seemingly capable of igniting the entire cabin and making the cold steel space restless.

"Check all weapons and ammunition! Machine gunners in position! Rocket launcher operators ready! Snipers in position! Once within range, fire immediately without waiting for orders! Targets: all moving objects! Especially... those 'monsters'!" Wang Zhan's voice was imbued with an unprecedented chilling intensity. He gave no further instructions, because everyone understood that this was not an exercise, not training; it was a life-or-death struggle.

Armed helicopters hovered low over the dense forest, their massive rotors whipping up gusts of wind that made the trees below sway violently. Upon reaching outpost number 81, the thermal imaging screen inside the cockpit displayed a shocking blood-red hue. Inside the outpost, several red dots that had once represented life had been completely extinguished. And those five exceptionally large and conspicuous red heat sources were brazenly being "cleared out" of the outpost's ruins. The data from the thermal imaging showed that life forms around those massive heat sources were being brutally eliminated. This wasn't a battle; it was more like a one-sided massacre.

"Descend! Ride down quickly!" Wang Zhan ordered in a deep voice.

The helicopter descended rapidly, hovering low over the outpost. Black ropes, like arrows released from a bow, slid down from the cabin. The Wolf Warriors, like well-trained cheetahs, gripped the ropes and slid to the ground at astonishing speed. They weren't fighting individually, but rather, following their rigorous training, quickly forming a makeshift tactical formation.

Almost as soon as their feet touched the ground, they immediately dispersed, taking up their advantageous tactical positions as quickly as possible. The gunshots and explosions coming from deep within the outpost, mixed with the monster's inhuman ape-like roars, grew clearer and more chilling.

"Da da da da da da!"

"Boom!"

"Help...help me..."

That faint, tearful cry for help pierced the hearts of every member of the Wolf Warriors like a sharp blade. Though the sound was intermittent, it told them with unmistakable clarity that there were still survivors inside, struggling in despair.

"Charge!" Wang Zhan roared, taking the lead and charging forward with his team in the direction the sound came from. His steps were heavy and powerful, each one filled with a determination for revenge.

They passed through the completely destroyed gate of the outpost, traversing rubble and mud. As they rounded a crumbling low wall, the sight before them instantly made the eyes of the Wolf Warriors bloodshot.

Inside the outpost, in an open area, three disheveled figures stood back to back, surrounded by five gigantic, bluish-gray monsters. The three were Sergeant Ma, Xiao Zhao, and Ding Hao. Their uniforms were tattered, their exposed skin stained with blood, and numerous gruesome wounds marred their appearance. Their broken weapons were unusable. But deep within their eyes burned an indomitable fury, a resolute determination to die rather than surrender, a refusal to bow down even in the face of certain death.

The five monsters, however, adopted a toying posture, using their massive bodies to approach step by step, seemingly trying to completely destroy the last resistance in the hearts of the three. One of the "Tyrants" even raised its blood-stained giant fist high, aimed it at Old Ma and the others' hiding place, and slammed it down with a terrifying force! The fist tore through the air, emitting a chilling whistling sound, as if it could rip space itself apart.

"No!!" Wang Zhan roared furiously, his eyes instantly turning red. He disregarded concealment and leaped out like an arrow, his Type 95 assault rifle spitting out angry tongues of fire! The muzzle bounced, bullets bursting from the barrel and tearing through the air.

"Da da da da da!!!"

"boom!!"

"roar!!"

A dense hail of bullets instantly enveloped the rampaging "tyrant." The giant's tough skin was dented with countless tiny pits from the bullet impacts, and several bullets even pierced its unprotected eye sockets with precision, spurting out a bluish-gray liquid with a foul odor.

The "tyrant" roared in pain, its massive body shuddering violently. Its giant fist, poised to smash into Old Ma's head, veered off course due to the impact, slamming heavily into the ground and kicking up clouds of dust and debris. The powerful shockwave caused the air around Old Ma and his companions to churn violently, their eardrums ringing with a piercing buzz. Struggling to look up, they saw, through the billowing dust, familiar and hopeful figures, as if descending from the heavens.

It's reinforcements! It's Wolf Warriors!

"Squad leader! We're here!" Wang Zhan shouted at the old horse in the ruins as he pulled the trigger, the Type 95 rifle roaring and shooting bullets everywhere.

All the Wolf Warriors were now in position, unleashing a torrent of firepower. M4 assault rifles, squad automatic weapons, rocket launchers, grenades—all weapons unleashed their maximum firepower at this moment! The dense barrage formed a wall of death, instantly engulfing the five "tyrants." Although the giants possessed astonishing defense and terrifying regenerative abilities, under such intense firepower, they could only let out unwilling roars, their massive bodies forced back by the immense impact. They no longer strolled leisurely as before, but began to make evasive maneuvers, and some even appeared somewhat chaotic.

"Quick! Retreat! Regroup over here!" Wang Zhan shouted, firing as he directed Lao Ma and the other two.

Old Ma and his two companions, almost with their last remaining willpower, scrambled towards the Wolf Warriors. Their faces were etched with the relief of surviving a disaster, and with uncontrollable, scalding tears.

"Squad leader! How are you guys?" A member of the Wolf Warriors rushed forward and helped Lao Ma up, his voice full of concern. The member's eyes were also a little red; he could tell what Lao Ma and the others had been through.

"Sacrificed...all sacrificed..." Old Ma pounded his chest, his voice hoarse, tears streaming down his face. He raised his hand, pointing to the mangled corpses not far away, his voice filled with profound grief, as if he were talking to himself yet also declaring to everyone, "Wang Hao...Xiao Zhang...A Yong...they're all..."

"You bastard!" Upon hearing this, Wang Zhan's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He glanced at the five giant monsters struggling in the hail of bullets not far away, still trying to get closer, and the anger in his chest erupted like an uncontrollable volcano.

"Avenge! Avenge our brothers!" he roared, his Type 95 rifle whirring wildly once more.