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

The nights for the Iron Fist Gang are destined to be sleepless.

As Su Chen's transport plane disappeared into the night, the entire Iron Fist Regiment's camp erupted into chaos, as if a powder keg had been thrown into it.

The training ground was brightly lit and bustling with activity at midnight.

"Have you heard? A pro has arrived at the Sharpshooter Fourth Company!"

"What deity? I heard from my fellow villagers in the Fourth Company that it was the commander of Unit 7301 who came to inspect!"

"Holy crap! It's that legendary Shadow Squad? Tell me, what's going on?"

"What happened? The thing is, that major, with just one finger, cleaved that several-ton test rock on the back hill in two! Like cutting tofu!"

"Are you kidding me? Splitting a rock with your fingers? Do you think this is a movie?"

"Believe it or not! My fellow villagers are all like madmen right now, staying up late into the night to train extra hard! They're saying they're going to participate in that 'Kunlun' selection process in three months!"

In no time, all sorts of rumors and sensational "legends" spread like wildfire throughout the Iron Fist Gang at an alarming rate.

Conley, at the eye of the storm, was both happy and worried.

The good news is that Su Chen's trip has completely ignited the fighting spirit of his soldiers. The entire regiment's enthusiasm for training has soared to unprecedented levels, and everyone is determined to squeeze into the legendary "Kunlun".

What troubled him was that he looked at the expansion selection application form in his office, which Su Chen had "casually" signed. The form was covered with names, which included almost all the top talents in his Iron Fist Regiment!

Lao Hei, Gong Jian, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu...

If all of them are selected, wouldn't he, the regimental commander, be left with no one to command?

"These little brats! They all want to fly to the sky!" Kang Lei chuckled and cursed, then picked up the phone and went straight to the training department.

"Pass on my orders! Starting tomorrow, the entire regiment's training intensity will triple! The logistics department will provide full support, with unlimited supplies of meat, eggs, and milk! Anyone who dares to complain or grumble will be sent home to hug their wife and kids! Tell them that if they want to enter Kunlun, they'll have to crawl out of the Iron Fist Regiment's inferno first!"

After hanging up the phone, Kang Lei looked out the window at the bustling training ground, his expression a mixture of heartache and pride.

……

On the transport plane.

After their initial excitement, Gao Dazhuang and Lei Kaihua gradually calmed down.

"Brigade Commander," Gao Dazhuang looked at Su Chen and spoke in a low voice, "when we get back this time, will we start large-scale training of new recruits?"

Su Chen nodded: "The framework is complete, it's time to fill it with flesh and blood."

"Great!" Lei Kaihua slapped his thigh excitedly. "I've been wanting to experience what it's like to lead new recruits for ages! Especially that kid He Chenguang, his arrogance is exactly like mine back in the day! When he's assigned to my battalion, I'll definitely give him a good beating and show him what it means to be so cocky!"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen simply smiled and did not respond.

He knew that whether it was Zhuang Yan or He Chenguang, these future kings of soldiers were still just rough diamonds.

What they need is a broader stage and a master craftsman's hand to polish them into exquisite gems.

And I am the one wielding the hammer.

"You two, go back to base first." Su Chen's voice interrupted their thoughts.

Gao Dazhuang and Lei Kaihua were both taken aback.

"Brigadier, aren't you coming back with us?"

"I have some personal matters to attend to." Su Chen's gaze drifted through the porthole to the distant south, and that beautiful and refined face flashed through his mind.

It's been almost two years since we parted ways in the Middle East.

In the past two years, although he often talked to Du Feifei on the phone, how could the cold airwaves soothe the deep-seated longing in his heart?

I promised her I would visit her.

It's time to fulfill this promise.

He looked at Gao Dazhuang and Lei Kaihua and gave the order: "After you two go back, immediately assist Liang Sanxi and Jin Kailai in handling all matters, big and small, in the brigade. Especially in terms of training, there can be no slackening."

"Also, three days from now, Lao Miao will be leading the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company to Zhenguo Pass. You are personally responsible for the reception arrangements, ensuring everything is done properly and without any mistakes."

"Yes! We guarantee to complete the mission!" Gao Dazhuang and Lei Kaihua responded in unison, their voices loud and clear.

Lei Kaihua's eyes darted around, he chuckled, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "Brigadier, is this 'personal matter' of yours... about meeting your future sister-in-law?"

Gao Dazhuang nudged him hard with his elbow and hissed, "Shut up!"

Su Chen merely glanced at him indifferently, neither admitting nor denying, but a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

Lei Kaihua immediately understood, gave a knowing look, and didn't ask any more questions. It's in a soldier's nature to avoid questioning anything outside of orders.

After arranging everything, Su Chen parted ways with the two at the next military airport.

Alone, he entered the locker room, took off his general's uniform—a symbol of supreme power and glory—and changed into simple casual clothes. As the soft cotton fabric touched his skin, he felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.

He then boarded a commercial airliner bound for Beijing.

The cabin was filled with the warmth of human connection: the cries of children, the chatter of fellow passengers, the gentle announcements from the flight attendants… all of this stood in stark contrast to the somber and cold world of Zhenguo Pass.

Su Chen leaned against the porthole, watching the clouds drift by below. His nerves, which had been taut for two years, finally found a moment of peace.

He was either in seclusion, undergoing rigorous training, or inspecting and training troops. On his shoulders lay the future of the entire Kunlun region, and the Dragon Kingdom's most crucial strategic deterrent. This burden was so heavy that he almost forgot he was just a young man in his twenties.

Now, he can finally shed the heavy identity of "Brigade Commander of Kunlun" and become an ordinary person, to see the girl who haunts his dreams.

When the plane landed smoothly at Beijing Capital International Airport, and he smelled the familiar scent of car exhaust and dust in the air, Su Chen's heart calmed down completely.

As he walked out of the airport, he didn't disturb anyone; he simply hailed a taxi.

"Master, to the Army Hospital in Beijing."

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the hospital.

Su Chen looked at the familiar white building, took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

It was the height of summer, and the flowers in the hospital garden were in full bloom. Su Chen passed by a small, exquisite flower shop and, as if possessed, stopped in his tracks.

"Sir, what kind of flowers would you like to buy? For your girlfriend?" The young female shop assistant's eyes lit up when she saw Su Chen, and a blush rose on her cheeks.

The man before me was tall and handsome. Although he was dressed simply, the composure and depth he exuded from within possessed a charm that made one's heart race.

Su Chen's gaze swept across the dazzling sea of ​​flowers.

Finally, he pointed to the most beautifully blooming cluster of pink and white roses.

He remembered that his mother had planted this kind of flower in the courtyard of his old home.

He also remembered that four years ago, when he returned home, the girl in the white dress stood against the backdrop of rose bushes, her smile as beautiful as a flower, and she touched his heart.

"I'll take this one." His voice carried a hint of tenderness that he himself was unaware of.

Holding the bouquet of roses still glistening with dew, Su Chen felt a strange mix of nervousness and anticipation, a feeling even stronger than when facing a massive army.

He walked into the hospital building, and the familiar smell of disinfectant hit him.

He approached the information desk and gave the busy nurse a gentle smile.

"Hello, Dr. Du Feifei, which department are you in?"