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

The night was as dark as thick, unyielding ink, swallowing up the outline of the Kunlun Mountains.

Above the training ground, the faint smell of burnt energy lingered from the clash of internal energy during the day, mixed with sweat and a faint trace of blood. The cold moonlight shone down, casting a pale glow on the soldiers who were slumped over, grinning foolishly.

Su Chen stood before them, his military uniform impeccably straight and spotless, a stark contrast to the chaotic surroundings.

He looked at the soldiers, the same group of guys who had just been fighting tooth and nail, digging holes in the multi-million dollar training ground like mud. He could feel that the raw, beast-like ferocity they had unleashed hadn't completely dissipated.

For the first time, a peculiar feeling welled up in his heart, which could be described as "my son has grown up."

"Feels good."

Su Chen spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly drowning out everyone's heavy breathing.

"Watching you all grow up from a bunch of clueless greenhorns who didn't even know what internal energy was to where you are today."

"Watching you all, drinking sweat like water and eating blood like food, pushing yourselves to the limit time and time again, and then getting back up."

"Watching you go from ordinary people to supermen, and now to become warriors in my heart who can truly be called 'strong'."

"I am proud of each and every one of you."

These words were not at all empty formalities.

Like the finest liquor, it poured directly into the hearts of every soldier present, flowing through their ears.

With a "boom," my blood boiled.

Everyone's chests lifted higher unconsciously, and their bodies, which had just been exhausted, suddenly gained boundless strength.

A single word of "pride" from their teacher was more satisfying to these rough men than ten first-class merit medals!

"In terms of individual combat strength, you now stand at the pinnacle of this planet!"

"You are the sharpest sword in the Dragon Kingdom! And its strongest shield!"

"The nation and its people will sleep soundly because of your existence!"

Su Chen's voice suddenly rose, each word like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart!

"but!"

The conversation abruptly shifted, and a chilling aura instantly replaced the previous warmth.

"A sword that only makes a 'buzzing' sound on a whetstone is scrap metal!"

"An army that only knows how to show off on the training field is called a guard of honor!"

His gaze was as cold as a knife, scraping across everyone's faces piece by piece.

"Our Kunlun fangs have been sharpened for so long, fed with the sweat and even blood of so many brothers. It's time to unleash our fury and taste the enemy!"

"Those sons of bitches from the US have overstepped their bounds! Time and again, they cause trouble on our border! They commit bloodshed, killing our compatriots!"

"We've owed this blood debt for far too long!"

"Now, it's time for us Kunlun people to take it back ourselves!"

These words were like a red-hot iron, fiercely burning the most sensitive scar in everyone's heart!

An indescribable, violent killing intent surged into the sky from the more than three thousand Grandmasters! The killing intent was so thick that it almost materialized, making the moon overhead seem to be covered with a blood-red veil.

"Tell me, how will this blood debt be repaid?!"

Su Chen's question was like a death knell!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three thousand warriors roared in unison!

That sound was no longer a human roar, but a vengeful howl from a ferocious beast that had accumulated endless resentment!

"Blood debts! Blood must be paid for!"

Everyone's eyes began to redden.

It wasn't fatigue, nor excitement.

That was the most primal and purest killing intent, suppressed and restrained for far too long!

"good!"

Su Chen suddenly waved his hand, causing the air to vibrate.

Two cold flames flickered in his unfathomable eyes.

"In that case, I hereby declare!"

"From this moment forward, the Kunlun Special Division enters the highest level of combat readiness!"

He paused, seemingly giving everyone time to accept and digest the message. Then, he spoke slowly and deliberately, uttering the goal that would make the whole world tremble.

"Our target—Country M! Area 51!"

"I want you to use your fists and your swords to completely wipe that so-called 'Forbidden Zone of God,' and their bullshit 'Pandora' plan, off the map!"

Every word carries an undeniable determination!

The entire training ground fell into an eerie silence.

The wind stopped, the insects stopped chirping, and even the sound of breathing disappeared.

Everyone was so shocked by this insane order that they felt like their souls were about to leave their bodies.

An expedition to Country M?

Let's strike at their heart and uncover their most mysterious lair, Area 51.

This...this is going to start a direct war with the strongest nation on this planet?!

Wang Yanbing's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't close it for a long time. Only one thought was in his mind: "Holy crap... is the division commander going this far?"

After a brief, almost negligible shock, a frenzied fighting spirit, ten or even a hundred times stronger than before, erupted wildly from the very bones of every warrior!

Scared?

This word doesn't exist in Kunlun's dictionary!

Wherever the division commander pointed, they fought!

Let alone Area 51, if the division commander said the target was the moon today, they would dare to study on the spot how to use the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" to throw themselves up there!

"Attention, everyone! Heed my command!"

Su Chen's voice rang out again, pulling everyone back to reality.

"You'll have two days to rest!"

"Get your bodies and minds back to peak condition within two days!"

"Two days from now, everyone, set off!"

"yes!"

The deafening roar almost shook the Kunlun Mountains.

At this moment, everyone's blood was completely boiling!

They seemed to already see the Dragon Kingdom's battle flag planted on the mysterious desert of Area 51, and they saw those once invincible enemies trembling and howling under their iron fists.

However, just as this soaring fighting spirit was about to reach its peak...

"Beep—! Beep—! Beep—!"

A piercing alarm, sharp enough to make your heart clench, suddenly rang out in every corner of the Kunlun base without warning!

This is not a drill!

This is the highest level of alert ever triggered in Kunlun since its establishment—Level One combat readiness alert!

The fervor on the faces of all the soldiers froze instantly. The fighting spirit that had just soared to the heavens was extinguished almost entirely, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads.

Before anyone could react.

A communications soldier, his face drained of all color, looked utterly terrified. He even forgot to salute and scrambled out from the direction of the command center. He tripped over a pebble while running so fast that he tumbled and crawled to Su Chen's side.

He was clutching a newly printed telegram tightly in his hand, on which were printed three blood-red, shocking letters—"SSS"!

"Commander! Commander!"

His voice, distorted by extreme fear, was hoarse and sounded like a broken gong.

"Urgent telegram from the Central Committee...the Central Committee...the Supreme Committee!"