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

Chapter 288 A beautiful woman fearlessly follows her husband on his campaign, and they sleep together under the same quilt in bed!

The commotion within the camp, even separated by several sentry posts and imposing buildings, couldn't be completely shut out. However, the family quarters, situated on higher ground, allowed the mountain breeze to rustle through the pine needles, leaving only a soft, rhythmic sound. In the quiet of the Kunlun Mountains at night, this sound acted like a natural protective shell, keeping the worldly anxieties at bay.

Su Chen casually tucked his hands into the pockets of his training uniform, his military boots clicking on the cobblestone path. These specially designed boots didn't produce a harsh, screeching sound when they touched the stone; instead, they emitted a deep, resonant thud. Each sound struck a crucial point in the surrounding energy, even suppressing the lingering chirping of insects from late summer and early autumn.

Du Feifei and Long Xiaoyun stood on either side, their steps remarkably synchronized. They were still wearing their dark green combat uniforms, their collars tightly bound. On the eve of what should have been a soldier's expedition, their companionship offered Su Chen a unique kind of comfort. The chilling aura that had settled between Su Chen's brows, born of his decisive actions, gradually dissipated in the tranquility.

"Honey, look at those lights."

Long Xiaoyun turned her head to the side, her fair neck drawing a soft arc in the night. She raised her finger and pointed to the soldiers' barracks in the distance.

Even in the dead of night, the area was still brightly lit, casting a reddish glow over half the sky, and one could even faintly hear suppressed howls, like the howls of wolves.

"Those guys are probably going to shake the roof beams down tonight."

Su Chen chuckled and casually put his arm around Long Xiaoyun's waist. Through the thin yet resilient fabric of her combat uniform, he could clearly feel the amazing flexibility and strength of her waist.

"That's the pent-up anger of decades, and that's not all; going back further, it's the resentment of several generations. If they don't release some of that energy before they set off, I'm afraid they'll explode from the sheer agitation of their blood before they even get there."

On the other side, Du Feifei obediently rested her head on Su Chen's shoulder, their hands clasped tightly together.

If those thugs who usually stand at attention and salute even when they see a female soldier saw them like this, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets.

"War is something I used to think was very far away," Du Feifei said softly, yet with a strange strength in her voice. "But looking at them now, I suddenly feel that not letting them go is the greatest punishment for them."

The three of them leisurely returned to their residence, a small, independent family compound specially allocated to Su Chen by the base. It was paved with bluestone slabs, and a few green bamboos were planted in the corner of the wall, making it exceptionally quiet.

Upon entering the house, warm-toned lights came on, instantly dispelling the chill of late autumn in the Kunlun Mountains.

Su Chen plopped down into the large, soft sofa in the living room, pulling both women into his arms without leaving either of them out.

On his left is the dashing and graceful Long Xiaoyun; on his right is the gentle and charming Du Feifei, whose eyes are always on him.

This sight would surely make even the gods in heaven envious.

"This expedition is not simply a counter-terrorism operation."

Su Chen's voice lowered, taking on a hint of seriousness. He turned his head and looked into Du Feifei's clear eyes, which reflected his image.

"Feifei, we're leaving tomorrow. I hope you'll stay at the base."

Du Feifei was savoring the comforting scent emanating from Su Chen when she heard these words, and her body stiffened abruptly. She looked up, her eyes devoid of their usual gentleness and affection, instead revealing a rare stubbornness.

Why?

"You're a medical officer, your duty is to save lives. But this time, we're going to kill people, to cover our tracks. It's a real meat grinder, the scene will be extremely bloody, and I don't want you to see it." Su Chen's voice was soft, every word filled with an undeniable protectiveness.

Long Xiaoyun remained silent, simply watching them with a calm expression.

Du Feifei pushed Su Chen's hand away, broke free from his embrace, sat up straight, and bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth.

"Brother Chen, do you still think of me as that little flower that needs to hide in a greenhouse, unable to even withstand wind and rain?"

"I saw the scene of corpses strewn everywhere when I went to the border with Sister Xiaoyun last time. I also smelled the blood." Her eyes were slightly red, but her tone was as firm as a piece of red-hot iron.

"I am your woman, that's true, but I am also a soldier of Kunlun! Who will heal the three thousand brothers you led out who are wounded? Are you really sure you trust other people's medical skills?"

"Besides, we're going to fight the Japanese this time! There's no reason in my dictionary, Du Feifei, to hide in the rear at a time like this!"

Su Chen was stunned. Looking at that stubborn little face, he felt a sharp pang in his heart. He had never seen Du Feifei like this before, like a kitten that had been provoked and had revealed its sharpest claws.

Long Xiaoyun also spoke at this moment, her voice clear, cold, and powerful:

"Husband, let her come along. Her strength is now at the peak of the Grandmaster level, which is more than enough for her to protect herself in this mortal realm."

"Besides, you'll feel more at ease with her by your side. The three of us are meant to be together, no matter where we go."

Su Chen remained silent for a moment, his last bit of persistence turning into a long sigh. He reached out again and pulled Du Feifei into his arms tightly, with such force that it felt like he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"Okay, since you're not afraid, we'll go together. But once we get there, you must stay close to me or Xiaoyun at all times, understand?"

"Um!"

Du Feifei burst into laughter through her tears, nodded emphatically, and then gave Su Chen a big, loud kiss on the cheek.

As the night deepened and the chill outside intensified, the ambiguous atmosphere inside grew stronger, like a fine wine aged for a long time, its fragrance filling the room as soon as it was opened.

The longing between the three was fully ignited on this eve of battle.

This is not just a physical attachment, but a deep fusion and solace of the soul.

As a powerful cultivator at the Golden Core stage, Su Chen possessed a surging inner energy, as vast as the sea. In this intense tenderness, he intentionally or unintentionally guided the circulation of internal energy within the two women.

The so-called "cultivation" became exceptionally wonderful at this moment.

As the crimson waves surged, internal energy intertwined and swirled within the three bodies, forming a wondrous and stable cycle.

Du Feifei felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, every inch of her skin and every pore was relaxed. The bottleneck that had been lingering in her body for so long and could not be broken through showed signs of loosening under the guidance of Su Chen's gentle yet domineering true energy.

Long Xiaoyun also felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. With Su Chen's "assistance," her understanding of the realm of a terrestrial immortal became more harmonious and unimpeded, and her perception of the primordial energy of heaven and earth became several times more acute.

After half a night of fussing, the frost outside froze and melted repeatedly.

When everything returned to silence, the three of them embraced on the large bed, the blankets still retaining a captivating warmth.

Su Chen rested his head on his arms, with Long Xiaoyun on his left and Du Feifei on his right. Both beauties were sleeping soundly, their breathing even and deep.

As he listened to their breathing, the murderous intent that had been rising in his heart due to the upcoming expedition transformed into the hardest armor.

All expeditions, all killings, are ultimately for the purpose of protecting this moment of peace and the tenderness in one's arms.

Since some people want to disrupt this peace, let them disappear from this world completely.

Holding onto this resolute yet tender sentiment, Su Chen slowly closed his eyes and entered into deep meditation.