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

While Zhuang Yan and Lin Xiaoying were enjoying their vacation in Donghai City and unexpectedly staged a "hero saves the beauty" scene, on the other side, He Chenguang was also taking Lin Xiaoxiao to a small town near their school to enjoy a long-awaited time alone together.

This small town, unlike the bustling Donghai City, possesses a unique tranquility and slow pace. Lin Xiaoxiao, a student at a teachers' college, studies diligently and rarely has the chance to spend time with He Chenguang. A happy smile graces her face. Hand in hand, the two stroll along the food street next to the university town, savoring local delicacies in a sweet and warm atmosphere.

"Chenguang, you really should spend more time with me." Lin Xiaoxiao said, biting into a skewer of candied hawthorns, her voice sweet but tinged with a hint of reproach. "All you ever do is train. I've almost forgotten what you look like."

Upon hearing this, He Chenguang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Xiaoxiao, there are many things to do in the army, and I can't help it. I will definitely make more time to spend with you in the future." His eyes were filled with apology and overflowing with love for Lin Xiaoxiao.

"That's more like it." Lin Xiaoxiao smiled brightly and held the half-eaten candied hawthorn to his lips. "It's a reward for you."

He Chenguang didn't refuse, opening his mouth to take it in, the sweet taste instantly spreading throughout his mouth. He felt the slight coolness of Lin Xiaoxiao's fingertips, and his heart softened. This ordinary life, this simple happiness, was the driving force he was willing to protect with his life.

However, this peace and happiness was soon shattered.

"Bang—! Boom!"

A violent crash echoed from the nearby street, accompanied by the piercing screeching of car tires against the pavement, instantly shattering the tranquility of the small town. Immediately afterward, a burst of rapid gunfire erupted, exploding like popping beans in the street, shattering all idyllic illusions.

He Chenguang and Lin Xiaoxiao's expressions changed, and they turned around almost instinctively to look.

A few hundred meters away on the main road, two cars were staging a real-life "Hollywood blockbuster." A black SUV relentlessly pursued its prey, a gun barrel protruding from its window, flashes of gunfire shooting out. The pursued car was a silver sedan, battered and swaying precariously. Finally, with no way to avoid it, the SUV slammed into it, sending it lurching onto the sidewalk and crashing into a row of shopfronts with a deafening roar. The car overturned, thick smoke billowing from its front. Glass shards and bricks flew everywhere, and the entire street was instantly enveloped in tension and fear by this sudden turn of events.

"ah--!"

Startled by the loud noise and gunshots, pedestrians on the street were instantly terrified by the sudden turn of events, screaming and scattering in all directions. The crowd surged and panicked, everyone trying to find cover, and the atmosphere of chaos spread rapidly.

A black SUV pulled up beside the overturned sedan with a sleek drift. The door swung open, and two burly men leaped out. They carried old-fashioned shotguns with blackened muzzles, their faces fierce and menacing, their eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something.

"Get out here!" one of them kicked open the car door and roared into the car, his voice rough and agitated.

From the overturned car, a man in a suit scrambled out, blood streaming from his head, clearly injured. Ignoring the pain, he scrambled to escape, his eyes filled with fear of death.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without hesitation, the two thugs raised their shotguns and unleashed a barrage of fire at the fleeing man. The bullets, carrying immense kinetic energy, tore through the air, whistling past the man in the suit and kicking up a cloud of gravel and dust. The floor tiles shattered, wood chips flew everywhere, and the gunfire was deafening.

The man in the suit was terrified. He had barely escaped with his life, but he was completely paralyzed on the ground, too scared to move. He could only cover his head with his hands and tremble.

"stop!"

A furious shout rang out. The voice pierced through the noise, carrying an undeniable sense of righteousness.

Two traffic police officers patrolling the street witnessed this bloody scene. The older officer, a veteran with over thirty years of experience, didn't hesitate and immediately rushed forward to try and stop the perpetrators' violence. He had no gun, only a baton, but he did not back down.

"Police! Put down your weapons and surrender!" The old traffic cop pointed at the criminals. Although his voice was filled with anger, his actions were full of a soldier's instinct and sense of justice. Even though he was just a traffic cop, the sense of responsibility in his bones drove him forward.

Seeing this, the thugs' eyes flashed with malice. Without the slightest hesitation, they turned their guns and fired a shot at the elderly traffic cop who was charging at them. To them, the appearance of the cops meant only murder to silence him.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud. The old traffic policeman's shoulder jolted violently, his body flying backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground. Blood instantly stained his uniform, spreading rapidly across the ground in a gruesome sight. His baton slipped from his hand, making a crisp sound.

"master!"

Another young traffic policeman, Shen Hongfei, saw his mentor shot, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot, and he let out a grief-stricken roar. Almost instinctively, he reached for his gun at his waist, but his hand frantically searched for nothing. He then remembered that he had long since retired from the special forces and become a traffic policeman, and he didn't carry a gun. A deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside him, a mixture of anger and self-reproach.

Shen Hongfei's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered and rushed to the fallen traffic policeman to check his injuries, calling out, "Master! Master, how are you?" His eyes swept warily over the bandits, filled with regret and resentment. If he were still in the army, would things have come to this?

Seeing that they had wounded a policeman, the two robbers knew things were going badly and dared not linger any longer. They exchanged a fierce glance, as if to say: This is no place to stay, and turned to jump into their SUV, preparing to flee the scene.

"Stop!" He Chenguang shouted, a chilling glint in his eyes. A powerful aura surged from his body, almost tangible, pressing down on the two thugs. His anger had reached its peak; seeing the innocent traffic policeman lying in a pool of blood, he could no longer stand idly by.

Lin Xiaoxiao gripped his hand tightly, her face deathly pale, her whole body trembling slightly. This was the first time she had witnessed such a bloody and violent scene in real life, and the fear in her heart reached its peak. She knew He Chenguang was very capable, a soldier, but she had never imagined that he would face such a scene, and she was worried about him.

He Chenguang turned to look at her, his eyes filled with tenderness and apology: "Xiaoxiao, wait for me here, I'll be right back." His voice was deep and powerful, leaving no room for doubt. His gaze was deep, like an eagle's eye, locking onto the two fleeing bandits.

A hint of worry flashed in Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, but she understood He Chenguang's character and knew that his decision was irreversible. She bit her lip and nodded firmly: "You... be careful." Her hands clenched into fists, her nails almost piercing her palms.

He Chenguang returned a reassuring smile, and then, like a ghost, his figure flashed past Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes, leaving only a barely perceptible ripple in the air.

"Want to leave? Not so easy!"

He Chenguang's voice, like a thunderclap, instantly appeared more than ten meters away, right in the ears of the two bandits who were preparing to escape. They only felt a blur before their eyes, as if a gust of wind had blown by, and then a figure appeared behind them.

The two bandits were startled. They turned around and saw a tall, imposing man who had appeared behind them without them noticing. It was He Chenguang. His speed was beyond their comprehension.

"You think you can just leave after injuring someone? Stay here." He Chenguang's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority. Every word was resounding, striking the bandits' hearts.

The two thugs weren't going to listen to his nonsense. Seeing He Chenguang all alone, they assumed he was just an ordinary citizen, acting heroically out of sheer audacity. A hint of mockery and disdain flashed in their eyes.

"You're asking for death!" one of the bandits roared, and without thinking, raised his shotgun, black smoke billowing from the muzzle, and fired a shot at He Chenguang's figure.

"Bang!"

The bullets whistled through the air, heading straight for He Chenguang's face! The bullets scattered, forming a fan shape, almost completely blocking all of He Chenguang's escape routes!