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

On the screen, the bloody massacre continues.

One by one, the Wolf Warriors fell, their desperate screams and the inhuman roars of monsters intertwined, composing the most tragic war song.

The atmosphere in the meeting room had become incredibly tense.

Every battle-hardened general felt as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, each beat accompanied by excruciating pain.

They were angry, they were resentful, but even more so, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Faced with an enemy that is completely beyond the scope of conventional warfare, their proud tactics and their iron torrents seem to have become a joke.

"Those sons of bitches from the US..."

An elderly general with graying hair spat out a few words in a hoarse voice, and for the first time, a trace of bewilderment appeared in his eyes, which had witnessed too many deaths and deaths. He had fought wars his entire life, and for the first time, he didn't know how to fight this battle.

Just when everyone thought the meeting would end in this atmosphere of despair, Shi Qingsong's voice rang out again.

"Release the ones at the back as well."

The correspondent tapped a few times on the keyboard.

The image on the screen suddenly changed.

"Buzz—"

A strange, piercing shriek, seemingly capable of tearing through space, suddenly emanated from the video. The sound was high-pitched and sharp, piercing directly into eardrums and drilling into everyone's minds.

Immediately afterwards, the camera suddenly rose and pointed at the sky.

Everyone in the conference room subconsciously followed the camera, looking up at the sky that was stained gray-yellow by the smoke of gunpowder.

Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

More than a dozen "meteors" trailing long white flames plummeted straight down from the heavens at a terrifying speed that completely defied the common sense of physics!

"Aerospace strike?!" A general in charge of the operation instinctively stood up from his chair. "That's not right! We haven't received any operational notifications from the air force or strategic support forces!"

"This trajectory... damn, is this free fall?" Another general was dumbfounded. "Whose missiles drop like that? It's like throwing a lump of iron!"

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the video footage provided the answer.

Those dozen or so "meteors," when they were still hundreds of meters above the ground, suddenly dropped to zero in a way that would make Newton want to crawl out of his coffin and curse!

Without any buffer or deceleration, it goes from extreme motion to extreme stillness in an instant!

Then, figures appeared from the blazing flames.

They strode leisurely through the air, as if there were invisible steps beneath their feet, and in just a few breaths, they silently landed on the battlefield.

In the conference room, the silence instantly became so profound you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, each in a stiff posture, mouths agape, eyes filled with bewilderment at the shattering of their worldviews.

"What... what is this? Post-production special effects? Or was it done on set with wires?!" A young staff officer muttered to himself, even subconsciously rubbing his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating from excessive grief.

But what happened next shattered all his hopes.

The Kunlun team made their appearance in the video.

Facing the tyrant who had driven Wang Zhan and the others into a desperate situation, Shao Bing took a step forward.

One punch.

A simple, unadorned punch.

"boom--!!!"

A terrifying shockwave exploded outwards from him, even causing the drone filming from high above to shake violently.

As the smoke cleared, the monster that had previously withstood rockets without a scratch was now being forced to retreat, its thick arms twisting strangely, and the sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard through the video!

But that soldier from the Dragon Kingdom did not retreat an inch!

"Holy shit!"

The division commander, who had been indignant just moments before, couldn't help but swear. His flushed face was now filled with disbelief. He grabbed Wang Zhan beside him, spitting as he shouted, "Wang Zhan! Who is this kid? Is he wearing an exoskeleton?!"

Wang Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he shook his head with difficulty, his face displaying a complex expression of admiration and bewilderment.

And this is just the beginning.

The video continues playing.

The Kunlun team members charged forward with roars, beginning their performance that could be described as a "dimensional reduction attack".

Shi Sanba, whose body shape is comical like a monkey, always manages to deliver a vicious blow to the monster from the most tricky angle and in the most unbelievable way.

Yu Fei, like a ghost, used his palm strikes with a soft, sinister force, each strike silently imprinting itself on the monster's joints and vital points, making the monster's movements increasingly sluggish.

Long Xiaoyun, with her graceful figure, moved like a fairy descending to earth, strolling leisurely amidst the raging storm, not a single leaf touching her.

The five terrifying monsters that the Wolf Warrior Squadron could not shake even if they risked their lives were reduced to five clumsy and laughable punching bags in front of them, being toyed with in turn and having no power to fight back!

In the conference room, the group of generals and high-ranking officials looked at each other, completely bewildered, as if they had seen a ghost.

They felt like their brains had completely shut down.

Is this still the kind of battle they know? This is clearly a god descending to fight a monster!

If the previous battles had left them feeling angry and desperate...

So what they felt in the current battle was a pure, soul-stirring shock and upheaval!

When the video played, Leng Feng's entire body was engulfed in crimson flames, and with a single move, "Flame Blade," he cleaved a Tyrant along with a mountain wall hundreds of meters away.

"Clang!"

The major general who had been calmly studying equipment could no longer sit still. The chair beneath him was knocked over by his sudden movement, making a loud noise. He was oblivious, however, and just stared intently at the screen, his eyes behind his glasses wide like saucers, repeating himself over and over.

"Impossible... This isn't scientific... Where did the energy come from? This violates the second law of thermodynamics! This is energy created out of thin air!"

When Long Xiaoyun struck out with her palm, a cloud of frost froze the tyrant alive, turning it into a crystal-clear ice sculpture.

"Splash!"

Another general knocked over his teacup, pointing at the screen, his voice trembling. "What...what is that? A cryogenic weapon? But...but she wasn't wearing any equipment!"

The major general adjusted his glasses and muttered, "Absorbing such a massive amount of heat instantly... How did she do that? Is she a human-shaped cooling machine?"

When Shi Sanba unleashed his "Regretful Dragon" move, sending out a golden dragon shadow over ten meters long that blasted a tyrant into a cloud of blood mist, it was a truly devastating moment.

The entire conference room fell completely silent.

The major general, completely giving up on thinking, plopped back down on the ground, his eyes glazed over, muttering, "It's over... physics doesn't exist anymore... a dragon... it's a fucking dragon..."

Everyone slumped in their chairs, like a group of puppets whose souls had been taken away.

A dragon...it's a dragon!

Although it was just a phantom, its domineering aura and lifelike form made them feel a sense of unease even through the screen!

Myth has truly become reality!

Finally, when the video showed Du Feifei taking out silver needles to treat Li Qiang, who had lost an arm, and Chen Dong, who had lost a leg, the two brand-new arms and legs "grew" out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.

"Thump!"

An elderly general, over sixty years old and a veteran of many military campaigns, suddenly felt his legs give way, slid off his chair, and fell to the ground.

He pointed at the fairy-like woman on the screen, his lips trembling, tears streaming down his face.

"Bodhisattva...this is a living Bodhisattva descended to earth..."

"To bring the dead back to life, to heal flesh and bone... the ancients were truly right! Truly right!"

The meeting could no longer continue.

Everyone's worldview was crushed and trampled on by this video, which was less than ten minutes long!

Looking at his group of dejected generals, Shi Qingsong finally managed a smile on his usually tense face.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

He wanted them to know that the Dragon Kingdom not only had an iron wall that could defend against foreign enemies.

Even more powerful is the true pillar that can ward off gods and demons!

"Let's go."

He slowly stood up, looked around, and his voice carried an unprecedented confidence and pride.

"Come with me and see what our Dragon Country has prepared for those bastards from the US—our first 'return gift'!"