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

Su Chen's suggestion was like a shot in the arm, instantly dispelling the sour, tense atmosphere in the meeting room.

Just moments ago, the generals, who had been looking like wronged wives due to the unequal distribution, no longer had any resentment on their faces. Instead, they all wore expressions of barely suppressed anticipation and curiosity.

The temptation of witnessing Kunlun's secret firsthand was enough to make them temporarily forget about the hundred miraculous medicines that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Gao Dazhuang." Su Chen pressed the internal communicator.

"Commander!" Gao Dazhuang's signature voice boomed like thunder from the receiver.

"Pass the word down: the soldiers don't need to make any special preparations. Just continue practicing whatever you're currently practicing. Show your true skills and let the military commanders see what our Kunlun soldiers are really like."

Su Chen's orders were simple and direct, without any embellishment.

He doesn't need any fancy "report performances"; what he wants to show is Kunlun's most authentic and bloody daily life.

Because he knew that Kunlun's daily life was an unimaginable myth to the people outside.

"Yes! I guarantee the leaders will be satisfied!" Gao Dazhuang's voice was filled with excitement and pride, as if he wanted to pound his chest to pieces.

After hanging up the communication, Su Chen stood up and gestured "please" to the generals present.

"Distinguished leaders, please proceed."

The group walked out of the conference room in a grand procession.

The Kunlun Division's central training ground is the heart of the entire base and one of the highest-secret military facilities in the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Its area is so vast that it can accommodate a full-strength division for joint exercises. The ground is paved with a composite material that has a dull metallic sheen and is said to be able to withstand a direct hit from a bunker-buster missile.

When Su Chen led a group of generals onto the panoramic observation corridor, which was tens of meters high and surrounded the entire training ground.

Even though everyone had mentally rehearsed the scene before they arrived, when they looked down at the bustling scene through the huge one-way bulletproof glass, they were still so frightened by the overwhelming, unreasonable, and violent aura that they all stopped in their tracks.

Below the glass, that's not a training ground at all.

That was clearly a living battlefield of gods and demons, a place that only exists in myths and legends!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

A dull, rhythmic sound, like the beating of war drums by an ancient behemoth, emanated from a corner of the training ground.

Commander Wang's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously grabbed the high-powered binoculars provided in the observation corridor and looked in the direction of the sound.

The moment the camera locked on him, his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the image, a Kunlun warrior with a terrifyingly muscular build stands out, his bare, bronze-colored torso bulging with muscles as hard as granite sculptures, exuding an explosive sense of power.

His training methods made even a seasoned veteran like Commander Wang, who had seen countless life and death, feel a sudden ache in his back teeth.

The soldier had actually used a specially made chain to forcibly bind a Gatling heavy machine gun to his waist and abdomen, with the muzzle pointing straight at himself!

Directly opposite him, a hundred meters away, another soldier was operating a six-barreled Vulcan cannon fixed to the ground, unleashing a barrage of fire at him!

"Da da da da da!"

The deafening roar, even through the thick special glass, still made people's eardrums buzz.

Countless scorching tracer rounds, trailing long fiery tails, formed a visible torrent of steel, relentlessly bombarding the soldier.

An unbelievable scene unfolded.

A faint golden halo, as if cast from gold, had appeared on the surface of the soldier's body at some unknown time.

All the bullets, upon impacting the halo, were as if they had struck an invisible wall of sighs; they were either instantly deflected or crushed into dust by the terrifying kinetic energy!

Sparks flew everywhere, and debris flew all around!

The soldier, under the terrifying firepower that could instantly tear a Type 99 main battle tank to scrap metal, did not even flinch!

He even closed his eyes, his face calm, his entire mind immersed in the unique feeling of being repeatedly washed by the storm of death, tempering his protective aura!

"This...this is the ancestor of the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt techniques, isn't it?" Commander Li of the Coastal Military Region said in a dry voice. He felt as if a large wad of cotton had been stuffed into his throat, making him feel suffocated.

The other general beside him stared blankly, muttering to himself, completely incapacitated.

"No...this isn't martial arts...this is sorcery..."

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

On the other side of the training field is a training area for movement and reaction speed.

Dozens of Kunlun warriors, their figures ethereal like wisps of smoke, moved at high speed through a 360-degree crossfire network composed of hundreds of heavy machine guns!

Their feet tread in a mysterious way that is completely incomprehensible to outsiders, their bodies twisting, folding, and dodging in various anti-joint and anti-physical common sense postures.

The dense hail of bullets almost completely sealed off every inch of space around them, yet not even the hem of their clothes could be touched.

They were dancing a breathtaking dance on the edge of death's blade.

"Lingbo Weibu... Damn it, everything in the novels is real!" A general who loved martial arts novels exclaimed in a dreamlike voice. He felt that the worldview he had built up over the decades had been shattered by the monsters in front of him.

While everyone was still immersed in this surreal scene and unable to extricate themselves,

Suddenly, a dragon's roar that pierced the clouds and split rocks resounded from the center of the training ground!

"hold head high--!"

The voice was high-pitched, majestic, and carried an unparalleled aura of dominance!

Everyone stared in horror.

Suddenly, a tall Kunlun warrior lunged forward, thrusting his palms out with all his might!

With his movement, a lifelike golden dragon shadow, tens of meters long and entirely formed from pure internal energy, roared out!

The dragon's shadow, with its distinct scales and flowing whiskers, slammed into a special reinforced concrete bunker in the distance, a weapon specifically designed for testing its power, with a devastating force!

"Boom—!"

A loud bang!

That sturdy bunker, capable of withstanding heavy aerial bombing, was as fragile as paper under the impact of the golden dragon shadow, instantly shattering into pieces and collapsing with a roar!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and fragments of stone flew everywhere!

The entire observation corridor trembled slightly due to the terrifying shockwave.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!

At this moment, all the generals and high-ranking officials fell silent.

They all gaped, their expressions like those of a group of country bumpkins visiting the city for the first time, seeing fighter jets flying overhead.

Shocking?

No, that word is no longer enough to describe their feelings at this moment.

That was subversion! It was a primal awe and fear of the unknown forces that came from the depths of the soul!

They finally understood why the casualty statistics in the previous battle reports of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade were a glaring "zero".

They finally understood why Su Chen, this young man in his early twenties, dared to decide the allocation of the most elite strategic resources in the entire Dragon Kingdom all by himself.

Commander Wang slowly lowered his binoculars; his hands were trembling slightly.

The slight imbalance in his mind caused by Du Bangguo and Long Zhenbang giving him special treatment vanished at this moment.

Instead, he was overcome by an unprecedented fervor and desire that almost burned away his reason!

Because what he controlled was not an army at all.

Rather, they are a group of living, breathing beings, walking among humans...

Gods and demons!