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

The night was deep, but the stench of blood lingered on Hill 349.

The temporarily merged special operations team, under Su Chen's command, proceeded methodically. Collecting ammunition, treating wounds, and tallying supplies—everything was carried out in an orderly fashion.

Chief of Staff Fang did not participate in these trivial tasks; instead, he found his squad's high-powered walkie-talkie that had miraculously survived.

He skillfully adjusted the frequency, the piercing static sound particularly clear in the quiet night. Soon, a call mixed with static came from the receiver.

"Wolf Den, Wolf Den, this is Wolf Fang 01, please respond if you hear me!" Chief of Staff Fang's voice was steady and powerful, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a slight tremor.

After a brief silence, a frantic, hoarse voice suddenly boomed: "Wolf Fang 01! This is Wolf Den! Old Fang? You finally got in touch! What the hell happened on your end? Your signal was down for six whole hours!"

The owner of the voice was He Zhijun, the chief of staff of the reconnaissance brigade, the predecessor of Wolf Fang.

"Old He..." Chief of Staff Fang's Adam's apple bobbed. He organized his thoughts and quickly recounted the previous encounter in the most concise way. "We were betrayed and ambushed by a reinforced company of Vietnamese troops. We were almost completely wiped out."

The breathing on the other end of the phone instantly became heavy: "What did you say? Betrayed? What's the casualty situation?"

"Only me and seven wounded are left." Chief of Staff Fang's tone was calm, yet it carried a chilling undertone. "But that's not the point."

He took a deep breath, as if to unleash the shocking truth that was about to unfold: "Old He, listen to me. You might not believe a word of what I'm about to say, but I swear on my military honor that every single word is true. Just when we were out of ammunition and supplies, and were about to detonate our grenades, we were saved."

"Has the follow-up troops arrived?" He Zhijun asked anxiously.

"No," Chief of Staff Fang denied, "it's one person."

"one person?"

"Yes, one person." Chief of Staff Fang paused, seemingly searching for the right words to describe the unbelievable scene. "One of our soldiers from the 524th Regiment, named Su Chen. He single-handedly annihilated the reinforced company that was surrounding and annihilating us in less than five minutes. Then, he led us to the Ninth Company, which was being besieged by two companies, and they were also..."

He paused for a moment, then finally uttered only two words: "...massacre."

"..." There was a deathly silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

A good ten seconds passed before He Zhijun's voice, barely containing his anger, rang out again: "Old Fang! This isn't the time for jokes! Are you injured? Or have you suffered a mental breakdown? One person wiped out three companies? Do you think this is a movie?! Tell me the truth!"

"I'm telling the truth!" Chief of Staff Fang's voice rose a few decibels. "The Ninth Company Commander, Liang Sanxi, is right next to me. His entire company witnessed the second battle! You can ask him!"

As he spoke, he handed the walkie-talkie to Liang Sanxi, who was standing next to him.

Liang Sanxi took the receiver, his hands still trembling slightly. He cleared his throat and shouted into the microphone, "Reporting, Commander! I am Liang Sanxi, the company commander of the Ninth Company! I guarantee with the lives of all the surviving soldiers of my Ninth Company that what Chief of Staff Fang said is absolutely true! No, it's even more exaggerated than he described! That Comrade Su Chen... he... he can withstand bullets and artillery shells! He's not human, he's a god descended to earth!"

These words were even more impactful than Chief of Staff Fang's statement. A company commander of the Ninth Company, known for his fearlessness, actually used the phrase "a god descended to earth" to describe a soldier.

A long silence fell over the other end of the walkie-talkie. Only He Zhijun's increasingly rapid breathing could be heard, as if he were struggling to process this world-shattering information.

After a long silence, He Zhijun's voice came again. This time, his tone was more solemn and serious than ever before: "Stand by! Regroup the troops, establish a defensive line, and treat the wounded! Repeat, stand by! I must report this to the highest command immediately! Keep communications open; they absolutely cannot be cut off again!"

"yes!"

Communication was cut off, but the atmosphere on the high ground became even more delicate because of this phone call.

Jin Kailai leaned close to Liang Sanxi, lowered his voice, and looked like he'd seen a ghost: "Company Commander, this... we just reported it like that? When we get back, won't we be treated like mental patients and isolated? And that Su Chen... won't he be taken away for dissection and research?"

Liang Sanxi glared at him, but the confusion in his eyes was exactly the same as his.

On the other side, Lei Kaihua was boasting to several young soldiers from the Ninth Company, spitting as he spoke: "See that? That's my brother Chen! I've been telling you since we were kids that back in the compound, my brother Chen could take on ten men by himself! You didn't believe me! Now you believe me, right? That's nothing. Let me tell you, when Brother Chen was a kid..."

Wang Meng and Li Xiang leaned against a rock and silently lit a cigarette.

"So, what do you think we should write the report when we get back?" Wang Meng took a drag, his smoke rings trembling as he exhaled.

Li Xiang gave a wry smile: "Just write the truth. Just write... Comrade Su Chen, a soldier in our unit, shouted 'Don't run away, you demons!' during the battle, and then transformed into a Calabash Brother and wiped out the enemy."

Wang Meng was so amused by him that he choked on his cigarette and coughed violently.

In this strange atmosphere, time ticked by. About half an hour later, the walkie-talkie crackled to life again.

Chief of Staff Fang immediately picked up the receiver.

He Zhijun's voice came from inside, filled with barely suppressed excitement and a slight tremor: "Old Fang! The order has come down! It's an order personally issued by the highest-ranking leader!"

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

"Listen up!" He Zhijun's voice resonated across the mountaintop via the electrical current. "In view of Comrade Su Chen, a soldier of the 6th Company of the 524th Regiment, who demonstrated extraordinary combat capabilities on the battlefield, single-handedly turning the tide of battle, saving friendly forces, and showcasing the might of our army... after deliberation by the Standing Committee of the Military Region Party Committee, and with special approval from the Supreme Command: Comrade Su Chen is to be promoted to the rank of Army Captain! Effective immediately!"

boom!

This news exploded like a bombshell among the crowd!

From a private, he rose through the ranks to become a captain!

This is something that would never happen in peacetime, and even in wartime it would be an unheard-of miracle!

Jin Kailai's jaw nearly dislocated as he muttered to himself, "I've been in the army for almost ten years and only managed to become a deputy company commander... and this kid became a captain in just one battle?"

Lei Kaihua was so excited that his face turned red. He waved his fist and shouted silently, as if he himself had been promoted.

He Zhijun's voice continued, his tone becoming even more serious: "Transmit the second order! The Wolf Fang reconnaissance squad, the remnants of the Ninth Company, and Captain Su Chen are to be merged into a temporary special operations detachment, effective immediately! Captain Su Chen will serve as the supreme commander, with Chief of Staff Fang and Comrade Liang Sanxi as deputy commanders! Your primary, and only, task now is to ensure Captain Su Chen's personal safety at all costs and escort him safely back to the Wolf Fang base! I repeat, at all costs!"

All eyes turned to Su Chen.

The seemingly harmless young man who was just joking with Lei Kaihua had transformed from an ordinary soldier into their supreme commander in just half an hour.

Su Chen himself was slightly taken aback, but then accepted it calmly.

He knew this was an inevitable outcome. With his abilities exposed to the military leadership, this unconventional arrangement was the most reasonable course of action.

He walked up to Chief of Staff Fang and took the walkie-talkie.

"Wolf's Den, I am Su Chen."

His voice was calm and confident, and when it reached He Zhijun's ears through the electricity, it invigorated He Zhijun on the other end of the phone.

"Captain Su Chen! This is He Zhijun!" He Zhijun's tone was clearly respectful. "Tell me your requests! We will do our best to meet any needs or support you require!"

"I don't have any requests for now," Su Chen said. "What I need now is the most detailed map of the troop deployment behind enemy lines, and the safest route back to our base."

"No problem! We'll send you the latest intelligence and route plan via encrypted channel within half an hour! Captain Su Chen, please! Make sure you come back safely!"

"rest assured."

Su Chen hung up the call and returned the walkie-talkie to Chief of Staff Fang.

He turned around and faced the army before him, a force composed of remnants of defeated soldiers, yet whose morale was at an all-time high. His gaze swept over Liang Sanxi, Chief of Staff Fang, Jin Kailai, Wang Meng, Li Xiang, and all the surviving soldiers.

"Did you all hear that?" His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"We heard that!" the crowd responded in unison, their voices echoing through the sky.

"From now on, I'm taking command. Any objections?"

"No!"

"Very good." Su Chen nodded. He didn't deliver a grand inaugural speech, but simply issued orders: "The wounded and the weak, stay in the center; combat personnel, maintain perimeter security! Pack your gear, check your weapons. We'll depart immediately once we receive intelligence!"

He paused, a confident smile curving his lips.

"Our mission is to go home. I promise I will bring every single one of you back alive!"

This simple, heartfelt promise is more inspiring than any grand pronouncement. After witnessing Su Chen's godlike power, no one doubted the weight of his words.

The team sprang into action.

Su Chen, on the other hand, focused his attention on the system.

[Host's current experience points balance: 13100 points.]

More than 13,000 experience points—that's a huge sum of money.

He opened the system shop, and a dazzling array of martial arts manuals were once again displayed before his eyes.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill, the Nine Swords of Dugu, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the Longevity Formula...

This time, his gaze did not linger on those highly offensive techniques. His current offensive power was already overflowing; the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, combined with his late-stage acquired strength, was already overwhelming on a conventional battlefield.

His gaze fell upon a supplementary cultivation technique.

[Divine Eye: One of the Six Supernatural Powers in Buddhism. After cultivation, one can see for thousands of miles, perceive the netherworld, and see through all illusions and pretenses. Exchange Price: 1000 experience points.]

The road home will certainly not be smooth. The enemy will definitely try every means to surround and intercept him. With his clairvoyance, he can detect all ambushes and traps in advance, nipping danger in the bud.

"System, exchange for the Heavenly Eye and upgrade it to its maximum level!"

[Exchange for "Heavenly Eye" requires 1000 experience points.]

[To upgrade "Heavenly Eye" to its perfect state, 3000 experience points are required.]

[A total of 4000 experience points were consumed. Host's remaining experience points: 9100.]

[Command executed!]

hum!

A cool breeze instantly rushed into his eyes. Su Chen felt as if the world before him had instantly changed.

The colors are more vibrant, and the details are clearer. He can even see the veins on a leaf a hundred meters away, and he can see an ant carrying food.

He channeled his inner energy into his eyes and gazed once more at the distant jungle.

His gaze pierced through layers of branches and leaves, through the darkness. Several kilometers away, a patrol squad of Vietnamese soldiers appeared clearly in his field of vision, and he could even see the expressions on their faces.

Become!

Su Chen was certain.

With this all-seeing eye, the road home is safe!