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

"Damn it, these monsters..." Zheng Sanpao spat on the ground, took off his helmet, and wiped his face, which was covered in gunpowder and sweat, with the back of his hand.

He looked at the laser burn mark on his arm, which was deemed a "serious injury," and then thought about Lei Kaihua's nonchalant tone in the communicator. He felt a mix of emotions.

On one hand, there was a sense of pride and honor. After all, they were now considered part of Kunlun. On the other hand, there was a burning resentment and longing, deeply stimulated by the enormous disparity in strength. The other members of the garrison company shared similar expressions.

The joy of victory from the previous skirmish had been completely washed away. They were like a group of toddlers who had just learned to walk, smugly pleased with their speed, only to look up and see a group of adults flying in the sky.

This impact was revolutionary. Zhuang Yan silently inspected his equipment, and for the first time, a solemn expression appeared on his usually arrogant face.

His recent duel with the Wolf Fang sniper left him with lingering fear. The opponent's marksmanship, experience, and beast-like battlefield instincts were in no way inferior to his own.

He was able to win only because of the superior physical strength and reaction speed that Kunlun's abnormal training had given him, as well as a bit of luck.

If they were to do it again, the outcome would be uncertain. "Don't act like your fathers have died!" Chen Guotao, seeing the somewhat demoralized troops, walked over and kicked each of them. "Who are we? We're the garrison company! The face of Kunlun! We may not be able to compare to those gods, but surely we can beat these mortals outside?"

He pointed to a new coordinate on the map, his voice turning stern. "The brigade commander just issued a new order! Ten kilometers away from us, there's a Blue Army field communications hub, guarded by a company from their military region's 'Black Tiger' special forces brigade. The brigade commander's order is for us to go and remove this thorn in our side!"

The "Black Tiger" Special Forces! Hearing this name sends a chill down everyone's spine. This is the Northwest Military Region's elite force, on par with the "Wolf Fang"! Known for its ferocity, tenacity, and fearlessness!

"What? Scared?" Chen Guotao looked around at everyone and sneered, "We just wiped out a Wolf Fang platoon, and now you want us to take on a Black Tiger Company, even if it's a surprise attack? You guys are still too scared?"

"Who the hell's afraid!" Zhuang Yan was the first to stand up, his eyes blazing with renewed fire. "So what if it's Black Tiger? I'll take on the elite!"

"That's right! Let's fuck them!" "Turn Black Tiger into a sick cat!" The team's morale was reignited. They were mortals, but they were mortals tempered by the gods! ...Ten minutes later, the Kunlun Garrison Company, like a pack of wolves in the night, silently infiltrated the target area.

Their marching speed and concealment skills far exceeded the expectations of conventional troops. Soon, the communications hub, shrouded in camouflage netting and heavy fortifications, came into view.

"Attention all units, proceed with the plan, infiltrate in groups!" Chen Guotao issued the order. Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa were assigned to one group, responsible for launching a surprise attack from the flank cliffs.

This cliff, nearly 90 degrees high and a hundred meters deep, was considered an insurmountable natural barrier by the Black Tiger Special Forces. But for Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa, it was merely an appetizer in their daily training.

Without using any ropes, the two climbed silently upwards with only their specially trained hands, like geckos. Just as they were about to reach the top, Zhuang Yan suddenly stopped. Through his night vision goggles, he saw a barely perceptible glimmer of light flashing through a crevice in a rock at the top of the cliff.

It's the reflection from the sniper scope! There's an ambush! Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately gave a hand signal to Chen Xiwa below to stop.

Almost simultaneously, the sniper, who was well hidden on the cliff top, seemed to have sensed something as well, and his gun barrel twitched slightly.

In a flash, Zhuang Yan made an incredibly daring decision. Instead of retreating, he thrust his hips forward, propelling himself like a cannonball towards the cliff edge! In mid-air, his Type 95 rifle was already raised! A rough aim, purely by feel! Bang! Bang! Bang! Three bursts of fire!

At the top of the cliff, the Black Tiger sniper had no idea that the enemy would launch an attack in such a suicidal manner. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and the enemy's figure was already in mid-air. Before he could pull the trigger, red smoke began to billow from the helmet on his head and the simulation sensor on his chest.

"Damn it!" he cursed, his face filled with disbelief. Zhuang Yan landed with a roll, dissipating the impact, and quickly sought cover, the movements executed in one fluid motion. But before he could even catch his breath, two Black Tiger team members lurking nearby pounced out from the bushes on either side like cheetahs, their daggers gleaming with a chilling light.

Close combat! Zhuang Yan's eyes turned cold. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging towards the enemy on his left. He didn't use any fancy moves, just a simple straight punch! In Gao Dazhuang's unreasonable sparring, he had long since honed this most basic movement into a killing instinct.

The Black Tiger team member hadn't expected Zhuang Yan's reaction to be so fast and his strength so fierce. In his haste, he could only raise his arm to block. "Crack!" A crisp sound rang out. The Black Tiger team member felt as if his arm had been struck head-on by a high-speed swinging iron rod. An irresistible, excruciating pain surged through him, and he was sent flying backward. Taking advantage of the opportunity, another team member closed in, his dagger aimed straight for Zhuang Yan's back.

Just then, a beast-like roar came from below the cliff. "Get out of my way!" Chen Xiwa's burly figure actually "jumped" up from the edge of the cliff! He grabbed the foot of the attacking team member, swung him around, and threw him off the cliff like a sack of potatoes. Although there was a rope for protection, the team member was terrified and let out a pig-like scream in mid-air.

Having dealt with the threat at the top, Zhuang Yan and Chen Xiwa exchanged a glance and tacitly made their way towards the center of the communications hub. Inside the hub, the Black Tiger Company's company commander was directing the outer defenses through a monitor screen.

"Report to the company commander! We've lost contact with the western cliff! Three team members have lost signal!" "What?!" Company Commander Black Tiger was shocked and immediately switched to the surveillance camera.

But on the screen, there was nothing but the tranquil night. His ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the iron door of the communications hub made a deafening crash, shaking the entire room. "Boom!" The heavy alloy door was brutally smashed open from the outside! Old Gun Zheng Sanpao, carrying a thick steel pipe that had just been taken from the fortifications, was the first to rush in, followed by a group of fierce garrison soldiers.

"Don't move! We are Kunlun!" Zheng Sanpao roared, pointing a steel pipe at the group of Black Tiger team members who were already terrified inside the room.

Almost simultaneously, faces painted with greasepaint and glaring fierceness emerged from the ventilation ducts, ceiling, and even outside the windows of the hub. The Kunlun Garrison Company, in a three-dimensional and utterly unreasonable manner, had completed the complete capture of this seemingly impregnable fortress.

Company Commander Black Tiger stared blankly at everything. He never dreamed that his proud elite company would not even last ten minutes under the enemy's attack.

"Who...who are you people?" He watched the roguish young soldier leap down from the ceiling, his movements as nimble as a cat's. Zhuang Yan dusted off his hands, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Remember our name." "We are the Kunlun Garrison Company."