I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Chapter 31 Base Test

The car drove along the internal road towards an open training ground.

A large number of people had already gathered at the edge of the training field.

In addition to the soldiers on regular duty, there were also more than a dozen officers and researchers in training uniforms.

The leader was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old with a refined appearance, a senior colonel with two bars and four stars on his shoulder insignia—clearly the political commissar or main person in charge of the base.

Beside him stood several sharp-looking special forces officers, as well as several researchers holding tablets or cameras.

As Yang Zhenguo's car approached, everyone stood up straight and turned their eyes to him.

The car stopped.

Yang Zhenguo was the first to push open the door and get out of the car.

Luo Fei opened the car door and got out.

Dressed in simple casual clothes, he stood out awkwardly among a group of soldiers in sharp uniforms and with a tough demeanor.

"Comrade Luo Fei, welcome to the Longya Special Operations Base of the Eastern Theater Command." The political commissar stepped forward, gave Luo Fei a standard military salute, and said solemnly, "I am Zhang Qiming, the political commissar of the base."

"Political Commissar Zhang, hello." Luo Fei nodded in greeting.

"This is Comrade Luo Fei," Yang Zhenguo introduced to Zhang Qiming and the others, then turned to Luo Fei, "Comrade Luo Fei, these are the key personnel at the base responsible for testing and evaluation. They will be in charge of the subsequent testing, and I will accompany them throughout the process."

"Brigade Commander Yang, Political Commissar Zhang, everyone, thank you for your help," Luo Fei said politely.

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all! It's our pleasure!" Zhang Qiming said quickly, his tone sincere.

The officers and researchers behind him nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with even greater curiosity.

After exchanging pleasantries, we got down to business.

Zhang Qiming led Luo Fei toward a designated area in the center of the training field.

Various testing instruments have already been set up there.

Treadmill, force gauge, reaction speed tester, and some sensors and devices with complex wiring that Luo Fei couldn't name.

It seems that they are well prepared.

But Luo Fei glanced at it and shook his head slightly in his heart.

These instruments might be sufficient for testing ordinary people, or even elite special forces soldiers.

But for him right now... it might not even qualify as a warm-up.

"Comrade Luo Fei, shall we begin with the standard physical fitness and bodily function testing procedure? Is that alright with you?" Zhang Qiming asked, his attitude very respectful.

"Okay." Luo Fei did not object.

Let's start with the simplest one.

"First, the basic strength test." A researcher in a white lab coat stepped forward and pointed to the huge vertical force gauge with hydraulic devices and an electronic display screen. "Please use your maximum strength to hit this target pad. Note that the maximum range of this device is 10 tons."

10 tons.

This is already the limit for civilian and even many military force gauges.

It is typically used to test the impact force of heavy machinery or explosions.

Using it to test a person's character... is simply a fantasy.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Luo Fei.

Luo Fei walked up to the force measuring device.

I looked at the black target pad covered with special materials.

He simply raised his right hand casually.

make a fist.

Then, he casually threw a punch at the target mat.

"Bang--!!!"

The entire massive force gauge trembled violently!

The hydraulic rod was instantly compressed to its limit!

The numbers on the electronic display screen soared wildly, like a runaway horse!

1000kg…5000kg…8000kg…

The numbers are jumping around so fast it's dizzying!

Ultimately, the result settled on a chilling number—

10000kg!

Moreover, judging from his effortless manner, this is clearly far from his limit!

However, the equipment's maximum capacity is only ten tons!

The entire training ground fell into a deathly silence.

Only the distant sound of the wind rustling through the flagpole could be heard.

All the officers, researchers, and soldiers gaped, their eyes wide, as if they were witnessing the most incredible sight in the world.

Is this guy even human?!

Even the impact force of a heavy truck isn't this great!

Although Yang Zhenguo was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel his eyes twitch and gasp.

Political Commissar Zhang Qiming nearly dropped the record board in his hand.

"The equipment... has reached its limit." Luo Fei withdrew his fist, shook his hand, and said in a calm tone.

The crowd then snapped out of their shock.

The way he looked at Luo Fei had completely changed.

The following tests became a one-man show by Luo Fei, a process that constantly pushed the boundaries of everyone's understanding.

Speed test?

He almost kicked the belt off the specially made treadmill.

Reaction test?

The high-speed moving light spot emitted by the instrument appeared as slow as a snail to him, with a reaction time so short that the instrument could not effectively capture it.

Each test result left the experts present speechless.

The test project ended quickly.

Luo Fei stood in the center of the field, looking at the soldiers and experts around him who had not yet recovered from the shock.

He suddenly spoke, his tone showing interest.

"Brigade Commander Yang, Political Commissar Zhang, may I try out the guns here?"

"A gun?" Yang Zhenguo was taken aback.

"Yeah, all kinds of guns," Luo Fei nodded, "and grenades and stuff. Can I try some?"

His eyes revealed a man's curiosity and eagerness to try out the weapon.

After all, he had caught the bullets empty-handed before.

But I've never actually used these modern weapons.

Yang Zhenguo and Zhang Qiming exchanged a glance, both seeing a strange look in each other's eyes.

"No problem!" Yang Zhenguo waved his hand. "Go! Bring over some pistols, rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles—all kinds! And a whole box of grenades too! Be careful!"

"Yes, sir!" The special forces officer next to him immediately accepted the order and led his men away at full speed.

Soon, several soldiers came running over, pushing several weapon racks and ammunition boxes.

The weapons rack was filled with a dazzling array of items.

From the classic Type 92 pistol to the latest Type 191 precision rifle, and the heavy 12.7mm anti-materiel sniper rifle... it almost encompasses the main individual firearms currently in service with the army.

There was also an open box next to it, with standard hand grenades neatly stacked inside.

Luo Fei's eyes lit up.

He walked to the weapons rack and picked up a Type 92 pistol.

It feels heavy in your hand, with a cool, metallic touch.

He skillfully removed the magazine for inspection, pulled the slide to chamber a round, and his movements were fluid.

Then, he walked to the shooting position next to him, raised his gun, and aimed at the chest target a hundred meters away.

I didn't aim for it for too long.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five crisp gunshots rang out in succession.

Recoil?

You can barely feel it in his hands.

The target scorer's voice came through the walkie-talkie, filled with disbelief: "Five shots...all ten rings...the bullet holes...almost overlapping..."

Another low gasp rippled through the crowd.

Luo Fei put down his pistol and picked up a Type 95 assault rifle.

"Da da da... da da da..."

Single shot, burst fire.

The muzzle did not rise, and the bullets poured out, all hitting the bullseye precisely.

Next came the heavier general-purpose machine gun, and the large-caliber sniper rifle with its astonishing recoil...

In his hands, every gun was aimed precisely and hit its target, as if the recoil did not exist.

He even held the 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle, which required bipod support, with one hand and fired three shots in a row.

The deafening gunshots rang out, but he didn't even flinch.

Three bullets pierced three jagged holes in the thick steel plate used for testing armor in the distance.

After putting down his gun, Luo Fei's gaze fell on the box of grenades.

He walked over and picked one up.

Then, to everyone's horrified gaze...

He used his fingers to pull out the safety pin and loosen the safety lever!

"Comrade Luo Fei! Throw it away quickly!!" Yang Zhenguo and Zhang Qiming's expressions changed drastically, and they shouted urgently.

The surrounding soldiers also instinctively lay down or sought cover.

However, Luo Fei did not throw it away.

He clasped his hands together, tightly clutching the grenade in his palms.

"Luo Fei!!!" Yang Zhenguo's voice changed tone!

next second.

"boom--!!!"

A muffled thud came from Luo Fei's clasped hands!

Flames and smoke burst from between his fingers!

His hands, along with his forearms, were shaken slightly by the force of the explosion.

But that's about it.

He slowly opened his palm.

In his palm were only some twisted and deformed metal fragments and charred gunpowder residue.

The skin... didn't even turn red.

"The power is alright," Luo Fei commented, shaking the crumbs off his hand and onto the ground.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at his perfectly intact hands, then at the twisted pieces of metal on the ground.

My worldview was shattered once again.

Catching a grenade with bare hands?

Is the power decent?

What the hell is this monster's body?!

Luo Fei seemed dissatisfied with the results of the grenade test.

He thought for a moment, then looked at Yang Zhenguo with anticipation in his eyes.

"Brigade Commander Yang, do you have any tanks here?"

"Tank...tank?" Yang Zhenguo hadn't fully recovered from the shock of the grenade.

"Yes, a main battle tank." Luo Fei nodded affirmatively, "The kind with live ammunition. Could you drive one over so I can try it out?"

How about trying a tank?

How do I test it? Does he need to drive a tank?

"Yes!" Yang Zhenguo gritted his teeth, a decisive glint in his eyes, and roared at Zhang Qiming, who was already somewhat numb beside him, "Old Zhang! Immediately send over a Type 99A tank! Load it with live ammunition!"

"Yes!" Zhang Qiming understood the importance of this matter and immediately went to make arrangements himself.

The atmosphere was somewhat eerie as they waited for the tanks to arrive.

No one spoke.

Not long after, the roar of tracks crushing the ground could be heard in the distance.

A Type 99A main battle tank, painted with digital camouflage, with its cannon barrel raised and its appearance imposing and majestic, slowly drove into the No. 3 target range, which is specially used for live-fire shooting, at the edge of the training ground.

The tank stopped at the designated location.

The hatch opened, and several tank crew members jumped out and lined up.

Luo Fei examined the steel behemoth with great interest.

This was the first time he had seen a real main battle tank up close.

They circled the tank once.

He reached out and tapped here and touched there.

He even curiously peered inside the turret into the narrow space.

Finally, Luo Fei had seen enough.

He moved to the side of the tank.

He bent down, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the side skirts of the tank chassis.

This action caused the pupils of everyone in the observation area to shrink sharply!

What is he trying to do?!