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

On the screen, the battle continues relentlessly, every frame a tapestry of blood and fire.

The Wolf Warriors were pressed against the last remaining ruins of the outpost, their breathing heavy, each breath carrying the smell of gunpowder and blood.

A soldier's thigh was pinned down by a slab of collapsed concrete. The excruciating pain of his broken bone made his face turn deathly pale, but he didn't even glance at his injured leg. He held his automatic rifle in one hand, unleashing the last bullets at a monster that lunged at him, until a giant, fan-like claw descended from the sky, smashing him and his empty rifle into a bloody mess.

This vivid and extremely tragic scene was like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely searing the hearts of every soldier at the Kunlun base.

Their eyes were all red.

That wasn't just ordinary bloodshot; it was a crimson hue mixed with extreme grief, overwhelming rage, and an almost tangible killing intent.

"Brigade Commander! Give the order!"

Zhuang Yan was the first to shout out from the queue. His face, which usually wore a somewhat cynical expression, was now contorted with bulging veins and a grotesque expression.

"Let's go! I'm going to chop those sons of bitches into mincemeat and feed them to the dogs!"

His roar was like igniting a powder keg.

"We volunteer!"

"We volunteer!"

He Chenguang, Leng Feng, Gao Cheng... one after another, their figures strode out from the neat formation.

Then, there was a huge, dark mass!

Nearly three thousand Kunlun warriors, without any orders, took a step forward in unison with perfect coordination.

"boom!"

Their synchronized movements made the solid concrete ground beneath their feet tremble!

"We volunteer for the mission!!!"

"Avenge my comrades!!!"

"Kill all the intruders!!!"

The deafening roar converged into a torrent of steel, as if it would tear the clouds in the sky apart!

Everyone present had a fire burning in their chest, a fire that could start a prairie fire! They wished they could sprout wings right now and fly to that bleeding land on the southwestern border, and use their guns and their fists to crush those five monsters and the damned mercenaries behind them, bone and flesh, into dust!

Standing on the high platform, Su Chen looked down at the faces flushed with anger and felt the eager gazes that seemed to pierce through his body, and a surge of emotion welled up in his heart.

These are the soldiers he trained!

They are soldiers from the Dragon Kingdom!

They are courageous, know honor and shame, and value loyalty!

He slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it down.

A simple movement, yet it seemed to carry immense power.

The uproar from the audience, loud enough to lift the roof off, came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone stared intently at their brigade commander with eyes burning with fury, awaiting the final order.

"I understand how you feel. I feel the same anger as you."

Su Chen's voice rang out again, not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, carrying a strange soothing power.

"However, our Kunlun Brigade has nearly three thousand men; it's impossible to send them all to the front lines just because of a few bedbugs."

His words stunned everyone.

"Those five so-called 'genetically modified warriors' are invincible demons in the face of conventional forces. But for you, for us in Kunlun..."

Su Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

"They are not qualified."

One sentence made all the soldiers in the audience hold their breath.

Yes.

Insufficient.

They are Kunlun! They are the only extraordinary legion on this planet, composed of Grandmasters and Innate Realm experts!

Let alone five monsters, even if there were fifty or five hundred, they were absolutely confident that they could crush them like ants!

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Su Chen's voice exuded an undeniable and absolute confidence.

"The primary objective of this mission is to rescue people, followed by cleanup, and finally, to assess the situation. A precise, surgical strike is more meaningful than a massive, overwhelming force."

"Therefore, we don't need too many people. One small team is enough."

These words silenced the audience once again. But this time, everyone's eyes were filled with a wolf-like desire.

Who will be the first sword that Kundulun unsheathes?

Who can avenge the first blood debt owed to our fallen brothers?

Su Chen's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, finally settling on the front row of the line, where Leng Feng, Shi Sanba, Yu Fei, and a dozen others stood.

"Former members of the Wolf Warrior Squadron, step forward!"

Without any hesitation.

A dozen or so figures, marching in unison, stepped out from their respective formations and quickly lined up in front of the rostrum.

They stood ramrod straight, like javelins, their faces a mixture of excitement and determination.

Outpost No. 81.

Wolf Warrior.

That was their "home," the place where they once dedicated their youth and sweat to protecting.

Now that their family has suffered misfortune and their brothers have died, they want to go back more than anyone else present!

Su Chen looked at the dozen or so familiar faces, nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice.

"Outpost No. 81 is where you once fought. You know every blade of grass and every tree there better than anyone else. Among the fallen soldiers were your comrades, and among the survivors was your squad leader."

"It's most appropriate for you to settle this blood debt."

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"Let me tell you, do you have the confidence to complete the mission?!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Leng Feng and the others used almost all their strength to roar out from the depths of their throats, each word sounding as if they had been chewed up with their teeth before being spat out.

"it is good."

Su Chen's gaze shifted to the front of the group, to the tall, dashing figure.

"Long Xiaoyun!"

"arrive!"

Long Xiaoyun suddenly straightened her body, her voice clear and loud. Her beautiful face was now covered with frost, and her bright eyes burned with a fighting spirit that seemed almost tangible.

"This operation is codenamed 'Blood Pay.' You will be the overall commander, leading all members of the original Wolf Warrior Squadron to the southwestern border immediately to carry out the 'cleanup' mission!"

"Yes!" Long Xiaoyun responded loudly, a warm feeling mixed with fighting spirit in her heart.

This shows Su Chen's absolute trust in her.

"You have three tasks," Su Chen said, holding up three fingers.

"First, at all costs, get to the battlefield as quickly as possible, rescue all surviving comrades, and minimize casualties!"

"Second, kill every enemy who crosses the border, whether monster or mercenary, without exception! I want to see their heads!"

"Third, find out the true purpose of this operation by the United States. If possible, leave one or two survivors. I need to know what these so-called 'genetically modified warriors' really are."

Su-Chen's voice was powerful and resonant, each word carrying immense weight.

He looked at Long Xiaoyun and the young and resolute faces behind her, his eyes filled with unreserved expectation.

"I want you to show the world with a resounding victory!"

"Those who offend my Dragon Kingdom, though far away, shall be punished!"

He spoke each word clearly and deliberately, his voice resounding throughout the Kunlun base.

"Blood debts must be repaid with blood!"