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

The jungle was dark, and the moonlight was cut into mottled fragments by the dense branches and leaves.

Like lurking ghosts, the three men silently approached the source of the gunfire under the cover of night. The closer they got, the stronger the smell of gunpowder and blood became in the air.

Finally, after reaching a slightly higher hillside, Su Chen stopped and made a hand gesture. The three of them crouched down, parted the ferns in front of them, and the sight before them made their hearts sink.

In a depression at the foot of the hill, a fierce battle of encirclement and annihilation is unfolding.

Seven or eight soldiers in our army's training uniforms leaned against several boulders, forming a desperate circular defensive line. Their wounds were shocking; almost everyone was injured, yet they still desperately pulled the triggers, putting up a final resistance with their few remaining bullets.

And all around them, a massive Vietnamese army, numbering at least a company, surrounded them! Their numbers were more than ten times theirs!

The machine gun roared wildly in the darkness, its bullets sweeping across the small position like mowing grass, shattering rocks into countless fragments.

"Wolf's Den! Wolf's Den! This is Wolf Fang 01! Respond if you hear me!"

Amidst the chaotic gunfire, a hoarse yet resolute roar came from the center of the position. A middle-aged man with officer insignia on his shoulder was kneeling on the ground, one hand clutching his bleeding abdomen, the other gripping a walkie-talkie, shouting with all his might into the microphone.

"Our unit has completed its planned reconnaissance mission and was ambushed by a reinforced enemy company on its return journey! We are now surrounded at coordinates XXX, XXX! Our unit has suffered heavy casualties and is unable to break out!"

"Old He! Old He! This is the last time I'm talking to you! Listen, take care of my daughter! I'm going now!"

After shouting the last sentence, a resolute look flashed in the officer's eyes. He suddenly raised the walkie-talkie and was about to smash it hard against the rock next to him!

In the blink of an eye, it was as if a thunderclap exploded in Su Chen's mind.

Wolf's Den? Old He? Daughter?

This... isn't this Chief of Staff Fang, the commander of the tragic reconnaissance squad that was the predecessor of the Wolf Fang Special Forces in "I Am a Special Forces Soldier"?!

In the original drama, he led his squad deep behind enemy lines. After completing the mission, he was betrayed by a traitor and surrounded. Running out of ammunition and food, he fought to the last man. His head was even cut off by the enemy and hung in front of the position to show off!

Thinking of that tragic scene, Su Chen felt a surge of blood rush to his head.

We can't let him die!

This hero who devoted himself to his country should never have met such an end!

"Let's do it!"

Su Chen practically spat out the two words through gritted teeth, his voice icy and chilling.

He didn't offer any further explanation, but simply nodded emphatically to Li Xiang and Wang Meng beside him.

In that instant, the two men, who had experienced the previous battle, immediately understood Su Chen's meaning. Without the slightest hesitation, they pulled back the bolts, their eyes flashing with terrifying killing intent.

The next second, Su Chen moved.

He pushed off with his feet, and like an arrow released from a bow, he leaped down the hillside!

Lingbo Weibu!

His figure left an afterimage in mid-air that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. Like a ghost, he instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and rushed directly into the densest formation of the Vietnamese army!

"Who goes there?!"

A Vietnamese sentry spotted him, shouted in alarm, and raised his gun to aim.

However, it was too late!

With a thought, Su Chen unleashed the internal energy of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill within his body, and forcefully struck out several palms at the crowd in front of him from a distance!

call--!

An invisible palm strike swept out like a raging hurricane!

The expressions on the faces of the dozen or so Vietnamese soldiers at the forefront froze instantly. They hadn't even seen what happened; they felt as if they had been slammed into an invisible wall!

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"

Amid a series of muffled explosions, the dozen or so Vietnamese soldiers, like kites with broken strings, coughed up blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and flew backward in unison, crashing heavily into the crowd behind them, dying instantly!

Upon landing, each person had a horrifying palm print dented into their chest, their bones shattered!

This incredible scene brought the entire battlefield to a standstill for a moment.

Everyone was stunned by this supernatural and terrifying sight!

"Open fire! Kill him! He's a monster!"

A Vietnamese officer was the first to react, screaming at the top of his lungs as he ordered his soldiers to turn their guns around.

Da da da da!

In an instant, dozens of tongues of fire wove together into an impenetrable net of deadly fire, pouring madly toward Su Chen!

Just then, Li Xiang and Wang Meng's gunshots rang out simultaneously from the left and right flanks of the Vietnamese army!

boom!boom!

With precise bursts of fire, each bullet pierced the head of a Vietnamese heavy machine gunner, instantly destroying the enemy's strongest firing point.

The Vietnamese army's formation immediately became somewhat chaotic.

Su Chen, at the center of the barrage of fire, remained completely unfazed by the hail of bullets capable of tearing steel to shreds.

In his eyes, the whole world seemed to slow down. The trajectories of those deadly bullets were crystal clear to him.

The Lingbo Weibu technique was executed to its fullest potential!

His body moved at high speed through the hail of bullets in a way that completely defied the laws of physics, leaving behind a series of blurry afterimages.

Every single bullet missed its mark, kicking up clouds of dirt behind him!

Dodge...dodge bullets?!

In the depression, Chief of Staff Fang and his few surviving soldiers stared wide-eyed, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. They had just been prepared to die, but this unbelievable scene before them completely shattered their worldview.

Is this a person?

No! This is God!

"kill!"

Su Chen uttered a cold syllable, and with a flash, he charged into the completely chaotic Vietnamese army ranks like a tiger among sheep!

There are no superfluous moves, only the purest and most violent force to crush the opponent!

One punch!

A Vietnamese soldier's head exploded like a watermelon, spraying red and white matter everywhere!

One kick!

Another soldier's body was kicked in half at the waist; his upper body was still screaming in agony, while his lower body had already flown several meters away!

One palm!

Several meters away, the palm strike caused the chests of three or four Vietnamese soldiers to cave in, sending them flying backward!

At this moment, Su Chen was a killing god who had crawled out of hell!

With his immense strength of 30,000 jin, combined with his unpredictable and profound Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), he became an invincible force on this battlefield.

A mere brush against you will kill you; a single touch will mean certain death!

In just a few dozen seconds, he had slaughtered nearly half of what was originally a reinforced company of Vietnamese soldiers! Limbs and blood flowed like rivers; this was no longer a battlefield, but Su Chen's personal slaughterhouse!

"He's a devil! He's a devil!"

The remaining Vietnamese soldiers' psychological defenses completely collapsed. They dropped their weapons and fled in all directions, crying and shouting.

However, how could Su Chen give them a chance?

The figure flickered, and each appearance was accompanied by the end of a life.

The entire massacre lasted less than three minutes.

After Su Chen smashed the skull of the last Vietnamese soldier with a single punch, the noisy battlefield finally returned to a deathly silence.

The only things left in the air were the thick, pungent smell of blood and Su Chen's slightly heaving breaths.

[Ding! Defeat an enemy and gain 100 experience points!]

[Ding! Defeat an enemy and gain 100 experience points!]

……

A series of system notifications rang in his mind. Su Chen did a quick count and realized that he had killed more than seventy Vietnamese soldiers in this battle by himself!

He slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the few survivors in the center of the depression who had been completely petrified.

Li Xiang and Wang Meng also walked over from both sides. Looking at the hellish scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before them, they swallowed hard. Although it wasn't the first time they had witnessed such a sight, the shock Su Chen brought still made them tremble with fear.

Su Chen ignored their gazes and walked step by step to the officer who had been shot in the abdomen.

Chief of Staff Fang struggled to stand up, but due to the severity of his injuries, he stumbled and almost fell.

Su Chen reached out and supported him.

"Thank you..." Chief of Staff Fang's voice was hoarse. He looked at the excessively young soldier in front of him, his eyes filled with complex emotions, shock, gratitude, and deep confusion.

Su Chen released his grip, took a step back, stood ramrod straight, and raised his hand sharply to give Chief of Staff Fang a standard military salute.

"Reporting, sir! Su Chen, soldier of the 6th Company, 524th Regiment, is here to provide support!"