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

At a military airfield in the Southeast Military Region, the engines of an armed transport plane roared, kicking up clouds of dust. He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei practically scrambled up the gangway, their disheveled appearance, looking like their backsides were on fire, made the ground crew twitch in disbelief.

"Fly! Fly at the speed of a fighter jet! If the Iron Fist Regiment and those bastards from Old A get there first, I'll come back and dismantle this piece of junk and sell it for scrap metal!" Fan Tianlei stood at the cabin door, spitting more fiercely than the wind whipped up by the propeller, completely losing his refined chief of staff demeanor.

Meanwhile, the Northern Military Region.

Kang Lei kicked open the door to his commander's office, slamming his large, fan-like hand on the mahogany desk with a loud "smack," making teacups jump. "Commander! An urgent military mission in Kunlun, it's absolutely critical! Send me the fastest transport plane, now! Immediately! Right now!"

His self-righteous demeanor made it seem to anyone who didn't know better think he was going to take on the entire US aircraft carrier fleet in one plane.

The most outrageous one has to be Old A's base.

Without even giving a heads-up, the railway directly used the authority of the base's highest commander to forcibly requisition a fighter-bomber that had just completed maintenance!

With a sonic boom that ripped through eardrums, the silver-gray steel raptor, like a bolt of lightning splitting the sky, roared westward toward the land they had long regarded as their faith.

Three groups of people, three burning hearts, almost exerted every ounce of their strength, all aiming at the same place—Kunlun!

Half a day later, at the Kunlun Division's super-standard airfield, which was capable of handling strategic bombers, three military aircraft with completely different styles taxied and landed almost end to end.

As the hatch opened, the cold, pure air of the plateau, so clean it seemed to wash away one's soul, mixed with the blinding sunlight, rushed towards you.

He Zhijun, Kang Lei, Tie Lu, and Fan Tianlei walked down the gangway one by one.

The moment their military boots touched this solid ground, the eyes of these four men, whose wills had been tempered to be harder than steel, couldn't help but well up with tears.

Every blade of grass, every brick and tile here bears the marks of their fall from the peak, and their ascent from the valley to another, even higher peak. The air, thick with the scent of gunpowder, sweat, and glory, is an indelible imprint on their souls.

Welcome home.

A calm voice rang in their ears, yet it seemed to possess some kind of magic, instantly soothing their anxiety from the journey.

The four of them looked up abruptly. Su Chen was standing not far away, accompanied by Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua, Miao Zhiyuan, and other high-ranking members of Kunlun Group, with a familiar smile on his face.

"brigadier!"

"team leader!"

Four titles, uttered without a second thought. Even though Su Chen carried more generals' ranks than all of them combined, in their hearts, the title that initially pulled them into this new world was eternal.

Su Chen smiled and stepped forward, punching each of them in the chest.

"Alright, you're all almost grandfathers, yet you act like greenhorns. Come on, let's have a welcome feast! We'll talk about the miracle drug tomorrow!"

That evening, the canteen of Kunlun Division was brightly lit.

This welcome banquet was less of a feast and more of a large-scale "reunion of old subordinates".

"Captain! Chief of Staff!" Gao Dazhuang, Gray Wolf, and Earth Wolf, these veterans from the original Wolf Fang, surrounded He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei in layers, their weathered faces filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Good lad!" He Zhijun slapped Gao Dazhuang's towering shoulder, feeling a surge of master-level true energy from his palm that was even more profound and refined than his own. He felt a mix of emotions, a sense of satisfaction that his old leader had seen his soldier succeed, and a touch of sourness at being left behind by the younger generation.

"Hehe, that's because you taught me so well back then!" Gao Dazhuang chuckled憨厚ly, a hint of junior's shyness showing on his usually stern face.

"Get lost!" Fan Tianlei laughed and kicked Gao Dazhuang in the backside. "Don't give me that crap! I've heard you're the 'Living Yama' of the Kunlun Division now, able to train new recruits until they wet their pants. What, are you pretending to be innocent in front of us two old guys?"

A burst of carefree laughter immediately filled the cafeteria.

On the other side, Kang Lei's situation wasn't much better; he was surrounded by soldiers from the Iron Fist Regiment, including He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu.

"Commander! You've finally arrived! I've missed you so much!" Li Erniu, that simpleton, didn't care about anything else and immediately gave Kang Lei a tight bear hug. His arms were like iron hoops, squeezing Kang Lei's old face until it turned a deep purplish-red.

"You idiot! Let go! Let go of me! You want to strangle me and end up in a court-martial?!" Kang Lei finally managed to break free, panting and cursing as he looked on. Then, he proudly surveyed his soldiers one by one. "Not bad! You're all like little calves, much more energetic than before! Chenguang, Yanbing, what level have you two reached now?"

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing exchanged a glance, their lips curling into an irritating grin, and their internal energy surged slightly.

"Buzz—"

Two powerful auras, condensed to the point of almost materializing, flashed by, their oppressive force far surpassing anything attainable by those at the acquired realm.

"Innate... late-stage peak?!" Kang Lei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He himself had been cultivating day and night, and had only just barely reached the threshold of the peak of the Acquired Realm. Yet these two troublesome underlings who had once given him so much trouble were actually close to breaking through the Grandmaster level?

Kang Lei downed a mouthful of strong liquor, only to find it both spicy and sour.

The difference between people is damn big, even bigger than the difference between a person and a dog!

The quietest table was always the one by the railway.

Yuan Lang, Qi Huan, and Gao Cheng, a few old buddies who also came from the Beijing Military Region, didn't have many fancy gestures; they simply poured a glass of wine for the railway.

"Welcome back." Yuan Lang raised his glass, his words concise and to the point.

"Mm." Railway nodded and raised his glass as well.

The three of them downed their drinks in one gulp. The spicy liquor slid down their throats, and the friendship forged in the midst of gunfire was stronger than liquor and harder than steel.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere became thoroughly lively.

Fan Tianlei got drunk and put his arm around Gao Dazhuang's neck, crying and complaining with snot and tears streaming down his face. He said that the new recruits in the Wolf Fang Army were so hard to manage. They were all ambitious but lacked practical skills, and they all wanted to get ahead in one step. They were unwilling to honestly hone their basic skills. Unlike the soldiers in Kunlun Army, who were all like ascetics and easy to manage!

Kang Lei boasted that his Iron Fist Regiment was now the fist of the entire Northern Military Region, and no one could do anything about it. Wang Yanbing, who was standing to the side, rolled his eyes. If he could beat them, he would definitely go up and challenge the old regimental commander.

As the conversation deepened, these iron-willed generals, who were powerful and influential outside and whose mere presence could shake a military region, all had tears in their eyes.

They knew better than anyone that without Kunlun and Su Chen, the best outcome for them would be to retire to the second line, holding a thermos, drinking tea and reading the newspaper, and exhausting the last bit of their military career in the mundane routine of day after day.

It was Kunlun that gave them a new life.

It was Su Chen who gave them a future they never even dared to dream of before—a future of divine power!

That night, the canteen in Kunlun was brightly lit, filled with laughter and occasional sobs that lingered for a long time.

The wine is from last night, and the feelings are from the past.

But everyone knows that when the sun rises tomorrow and the legendary medicine is placed before them, a brand new era that belongs to them will truly begin!