Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 250 Let Zhuang Yan Die Once! (6000-word chapter, please vote!)

Shi Dafan is best at playing the fool to outwit his opponent, and he has an innate talent for it.

By using facial features that don't look particularly intelligent, coupled with a silly, goofy smile, one can make oneself appear mentally challenged, thereby lowering the other party's guard.

No one in the world is afraid of a fool; playing the fool is Shi Dafan's strongest weapon.

The sea wolves and tree wolves in front fell into the trap, thinking that Shi Dafan was a clueless fool, but they ended up being caught off guard and killed.

Jackie Chan knows Shi Dafan inside and out; it's impossible for Shi Dafan to deceive him.

but.

Jackie Chan, however, did not want to see through it.

Because he knew that Shi Dafan was not only a good actor, but also an agile "hero," as nimble as an eel. Catching him from five steps away would not be an easy task.

Jackie Chan must find a way to pull him within two steps in order to have a chance to catch him successfully.

To prevent scaring the little mudskipper away and to lure him over, Jackie Chan had no choice but to use Murong Fu's ultimate move—to use his own skills against him.

"A medic joining the special forces? Are you kidding me? Come with me right now."

Jackie Chan also played dumb, pretending to be confused even though he knew the truth.

He pretended to have fallen for Shi Dafan's trick, thus lowering Shi Dafan's guard and making him think that the plan had succeeded and come to him willingly, preventing him from running away when things went wrong.

"Sir, aren't you going to use handcuffs?"

Shi Dafan's eyes darted around, but he spoke in a simple and honest tone, even reminding people to put on handcuffs.

"Do you think I, a dignified instructor of the Wolf Fang Special Forces, am afraid of a mere medic like you running away? What a joke! I'll make sure you don't even have a problem with your hands."

Jackie Chan is also working on his own image, disguising himself as an arrogant, big, and silly guy.

His techniques were exactly the opposite of Shi Dafan's.

"Yes, yes, sir, you're the best. How could I dare to jump in your hands?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me."

Jackie Chan impatiently urged him on, and arrogantly turned around and started walking ahead.

"hey-hey."

When Shi Dafan saw how arrogant Jackie Chan was, he realized he was just a typical show-off and a big, dumb guy. He immediately felt reassured and quickly walked forward, saying, "Alright, I'm coming right now, Chief, you're so good to me."

"Alright, stop flattering me and get on with me."

Jackie Chan continued to slip up his sleeve as he spoke, raising his hand and waving it behind his back.

Shi Dafan had been waiting for this opportunity. Now that they were less than three steps apart, he dropped his backpack and first-aid kit with a tremor in his hand.

There was a thick bandage wrapped around my hand.

With two quick leaps, he slung a thick bandage around Jackie Chan's raised wrist, then delivered a side kick to the back of Jackie Chan's foot, forcing him to kneel on one knee. The bandage then wrapped around Jackie Chan's ankle several more times.

Then, he pressed on the acupoints on Jackie Chan's left hand, wrapped the bandage around it several times, and pulled hard.

Slurp~

The entire back bandage was pulled back inwards.

With the help of a special slip-on pulley, Jackie Chan's two hands and one foot were forcibly pulled towards the middle and fixed to his back.

Jackie Chan's hands and one foot were tied behind his back, rendering him unable to move.

"hey-hey."

Shi Dafan executed a series of smooth moves, successfully subduing Jackie Chan. He circled around from behind to face Jackie Chan, and said smugly, "Sir, I apologize for the intrusion. Is it too much for a medic to bring a few rolls of bandages?"

Shi Dafan used high-quality, thick bandages that could support several hundred kilograms of weight, more than enough to tie up a person.

That's why he was so confident, instead of rushing to run away, he came to Jackie Chan to show off.

"Sure, your tying technique is very skilled. No wonder you're a medic from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts practitioners. You're different from ordinary medics," Jackie Chan said calmly with a smile.

"Um?"

Shi Dafan frowned; Jackie Chan's reaction was not what he had expected.

The kind of scene Shi Dafan wanted to see: the wolf, after being controlled by him, becoming enraged upon realizing he had been tricked, shouting threats and curses.

In addition, Jackie Chan recounted his background in great detail, clearly indicating that he had done his homework beforehand.

This made him feel like something was off!

But after racking my brains for a while, I still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Fortunately, he didn't have to think about it anymore.

because……

Shi Dafan has finished his round, now it's Jackie Chan's turn!

"Unfortunately, you're not the only one who can act well, nor is it just about pretending to be weak to fool others. There's another trick in the world, which is called 'the tiger pretends to be a pig'..."

As Jackie Chan finished speaking the last four words, his muscles visibly bulged.

Shi Dafan sensed something was wrong and tried to run away.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

"Bang!"

It only took one second.

Jackie Chan used his inhuman violence to break all the bandages binding his body, sending the bandages flying everywhere.

The bandages, which could withstand hundreds of kilograms of weight, were as fragile as paper.

"Holy crap, that's so weird."

Shi Dafan was so frightened by this scene that his eyes widened. Realizing something was wrong, he tried to turn around and run away.

However, while Shi Dafan could escape five steps away, no one could escape from Jackie Chan's grasp within three steps. No matter how cunning a loach was, Jackie Chan could use his violent power to crush him to death in his hand.

Jackie Chan forcefully pulled his hands, which had burst their bandages, and stretched them out like tiger claws.

An arm spanning over two meters long, and a hand the size of a washbasin.

"Snap!"

A crisp, clapping sound.

Jackie Chan slapped Shi Dafan hard on the butt cushion with just one hand, and Shi Dafan jumped out with a howl.

He fell to the ground in a pathetic, dog-faced position, wincing in pain and frantically rubbing his buttocks.

Jackie Chan's slap had the force of at least 600 pounds.

That slap landed on my butt...

You can imagine it without even taking your pants off.

After being slapped so hard by Jackie Chan that he was sent flying, Shi Dafan's butt must be in terrible shape right now, with a bright red handprint forming rapidly.

Shi Dafan had no way to escape.

He was instantly killed by Jackie Chan's slap and lay on the ground unable to move.

"With my 300-pound body, it's not unreasonable for me to be a little strong."

Jackie Chan tore off the remaining bandages from his hands as he walked up to Shi Dafan, looking down at him with a smile on his face.

"It's not too much, not at all. Please, Commander, spare my life! You can't hit me anymore, or my buttocks will be split into four pieces."

Shi Dafan thought Jackie Chan was going to hit him again, and he was so scared that he covered his buttocks and begged for mercy.

It really hurts.

But you have to beg for mercy first.

"Hahaha."

When Jackie Chan saw Shi Dafan's comical actions, he tightly covered his buttocks as if afraid of being violated, and did not continue to lay a hand on the rookie.

To prevent him from playing any more tricks, she grabbed his waistband, lifted him up, and strode out.

"Commander, where are you taking me? I was wrong, I admit defeat. I shouldn't have tried to show off my skills in front of Guan Yu. You're being too lenient with my life."

Shi Dafan was truly terrified of being beaten, and he begged for mercy with tears streaming down his face.

The burning, swollen, and painful sensation on his buttocks made him realize that Jackie Chan's slap was more than just a physical attack.

It even has its own magical attack, and it's fire-based, burning hot.

Shi Dafan truly couldn't bear it any longer; he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Jackie Chan ignored Ti Shi Dafan's pleas for mercy, carried him back to the Wild Wolves, and threw him to the other lone wolves, telling them to take him to the gathering place.

He asked the wolf, "I caught a little loach. This guy's pretty cunning; he took down the sea wolves and tree wolves, and he even has a few small brushes. How's the situation on your end? Have you caught everyone yet?"

"Both the sea wolves and the tree wolves failed?"

Wild Wolf put down his binoculars, glanced in surprise at Shi Dafan, who was groaning and clutching his buttocks beside him, and then looked at Jackie Chan.

A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

Spanking is a punishment for parents to give their children, but I never expected Jackie Chan to use it on rookies.

It's quite childlike!

He then continued looking through the binoculars, saying, "Most of them have already been caught, only a few left. There's a clever kid up ahead, want to go have some fun?"

"Okay, let's go."

Jackie Chan strode into the back seat, and the Warrior military vehicle slammed down with a creak.

Jackie Chan loves dealing with troublemakers!

"Grey Wolf, get in the car, let's go catch that kid."

Wild Wolf climbed over to the passenger seat, beckoned to Motor to get in and start the car, then waved to White Wolf. Once White Wolf approached, Wild Wolf asked, "Did you bring live ammunition?"

"I brought it," the white wolf replied.

"Change into them," Wild Wolf said crisply.

"Yes."

White Wolf begins changing magazines.

"They're using live ammunition to catch that kid too?" Ma Da asked worriedly as he got into the car.

"How can we hunt without live ammunition? Besides, how can we let only the giant wolf have fun?"

As he spoke, the wolf turned his head to look at Jackie Chan sitting in the back and said, "Giant wolf, let's get this straight, this prey is mine."

Jackie Chan played with live ammunition with a machine gun, and just now he went out and personally caught a rookie. Wild Wolf is itching to get his hands dirty now.

"Okay."

Jackie Chan readily agreed, but then added abruptly, "However, if you can't handle it, then... don't blame me for taking it from you."

"Alright." White Wolf handed over the gun.

"Don't worry, you have no chance."

The wolf took the sniper rifle from the white wolf, a blade of grass dangling from its mouth, and confidently ordered, "Go! Chase my prey!"

Mada glanced at the sniper rifle one last time, frowned, but said nothing more.

"Hoo hoo hoo~"

Turn the car key.

They started up the Warrior military vehicle and chased after Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan had already run out of the woods, discarded his backpack and was now lightly equipped, allowing the already skilled runner to run freely across the grassland.

However, how could two legs outrun four wheels? The Warrior military vehicle quickly caught up.

Upon discovering that the military vehicle was catching up, Zhuang Yan ran even faster and more enthusiastically than before.

"When the King of Hell catches a little devil, the little devil will regret it."

When the distance was less than thirty meters, Wild Wolf got up from his seat, leaned against the guardrail between the driver's seat and the back seat, and aimed his gun at Zhuang Yan in front of him.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The crisp sound of gun barrels rang out as one shot after another, heading straight for Zhuang Yan.

Wild Wolf lives up to his reputation as the captain and leader of the Lone Wolf team. His precision shooting skills are excellent. Even when shooting from a moving vehicle, he can still hit exactly where he points.

Zhuang Yan could clearly feel the bullet hit right behind his heel.

The splashing dirt and pebbles even hit his hind legs, which filled him with fear and a surge of anger.

"They used machine guns to mow me down when I got out of the car, and now they're shooting at me with sniper rifles. They really think I'm meat on a chopping block, to be manipulated however they want?"

Zhuang Yan was afraid that the bullets would damage his legs, so he could only run forward desperately.

But the more he ran, the angrier he became.

It's skyrocketing!

The wolf, however, had just gotten carried away with his game and fired five bullets. He stopped and threatened, "Run! You're about to get hit! If you're slow, your legs will be broken, and don't blame me!"

"Wild Wolf, that's enough. Just scare the newbie a little, but be careful he doesn't break down," Mada warned.

"Mada is really a good squad leader. He is considerate and attentive to the soldiers' condition. He and Wild Wolf are a perfect match. Although it is said that a kind heart cannot command an army, the two of them, one playing the stern face and the other the gentle face, actually make a good pair."

Looking at the two people in the driver's seat, Jackie Chan was actually quite envious; Wild Wolf had a co-driver like Mada.

Mada was genuinely worried about something going wrong. After all, guns and cannons have no eyes, and he valued Zhuang Yan highly, believing from the bottom of his heart that Zhuang Yan was a promising talent.

It would be such a pity to have to say goodbye to special forces if you injured your leg during training.

However, Wild Wolf's thoughts were actually the same as Jackie Chan's: Zhuang Yan was indeed a good special forces prospect, but he also had many flaws.

If his flaws cannot be eliminated, he will not be able to become a qualified special forces soldier.

To get rid of his bad habits...

Just like how, to appreciate the beauty of a rose, you have to be ruthless and remove its thorns to make it a perfect flower.

therefore.

The wolf showed no mercy and continued to shoot at Zhuang Yan.

The goal was to drive Zhuang Yan to a breakdown.

Only by making him lose his temper and expose his weakness, and then giving him a good beating, can we show him that there are always people better than him, and that his smug abilities are a joke.

It was through these setbacks that Zhuang Yan was able to recognize himself, start anew, and ultimately break through to become an outstanding special forces soldier.

"Clap clap clap clap".

When Wild Wolf fired the fourth shot, Zhuang Yan could no longer hold back his emotions.

Zhuang Yan, who had always had a smooth life since joining the army and was unruly and uncontrollable in the Night Tiger unit, had never suffered such humiliation.

He's so childish.

They've stopped running altogether!

Completely forgetting the soldier's oath of honor that he would live even if he lost his gun, he casually threw the gun on the ground.

Enraged, he turned around, gritted his teeth, pulled out a Type 95 bayonet from his bag, and charged madly at the pursuing Warriors' military vehicle.

"Tch~"

Fearing he might hit Zhuang Yan, Ma Da slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a steady stop.

Enraged to the point of losing his mind, Zhuang Yan continued to charge forward, yelling "Ahhh!"

He took a big step and stepped onto the hood, grabbed the top edge of the windshield with his left hand, and held a military knife with an ice pick in his right hand, stabbing it from top to bottom at the wolf in the passenger seat.

For those with extensive combat experience.

A person who has lost their mind may appear fierce, but they are not actually very threatening.

Wild Wolf is an experienced person. He easily blocked Zhuang Yan's angry attack with his left hand and twisted Zhuang Yan's arm with his other hand.

With a single burst of force, it flung him over, sending him tumbling from the hood of the car into the middle of the back seat.

"Are you crazy? This is training."

Ma Da glared at Zhuang Yan, who was in a state of emotional turmoil. "How can you be a special forces soldier with such a bad mentality?" he thought, trying to remind Zhuang Yan to come to his senses.

Unfortunately, Zhuang Yan hasn't woken up yet, just like Xu Sanduo and Cheng Cai, who haven't woken up either.

Zhuang Yan has a host of flaws, including an overly strong sense of self, an excessively competitive nature, an inability to endure any hardship, and a tendency to explode at the slightest provocation.

Completely ignoring Mada's well-intentioned reminder, he hysterically cursed, "Is this how you train? You dare to fire? You don't want me to live? Then I'll kill you all! I'll fucking kill you all!"

Done.

Zhuang Yan got up, knife in hand, and continued to swing it at the wolf, using all his strength, showing that he was truly determined to kill.

The wolf lost patience with such solemnity and showed no mercy.

He turned around and thrust the butt of his gun against it.

"Thump~"

The angle was incredibly precise, striking Zhuang Yan squarely in the face, making him see stars and lose his balance, falling backward and landing on the back seat.

It hurts a lot to be hit on the head with a rifle butt, and Mada frowned, unable to bear it.

But I have to say.

Zhuang Yan, this stubborn and headstrong man, really is tough. Wild Wolf's spear butt hit his face, but it didn't knock him out.

Zhuang Yan wiped his nose and found it was bleeding. Instead of repenting, he became even angrier.

Just then, in a daze, he noticed someone sitting next to him. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the big guy who had shot him with a machine gun earlier, now sitting there with a smile on his face.

Zhuang Yan believed that Jackie Chan was making fun of him, and both old and new grudges surged into his mind.

With a sudden burst of cheers.

Blasted!

"Damn it, you're still laughing? I'll kill you."

Caught in a state of extreme emotion, Zhuang Yan completely disregarded the gap between himself and Jackie Chan, and turned around to stab Jackie Chan in the chest.

They used all their strength; they were truly going all out.

If he had stabbed Jackie Chan, he would have had a huge hole in his chest, with the blade completely embedded in his chest, and he would definitely have died.

Knowing that this was a selection training exercise, he was startled by the instructor's gun and then decided to kill him.

This proves that Zhuang Yan has great potential and there is no need to worry about him being timid in actual combat. It also completely exposes how serious the hidden flaws in Zhuang Yan are.

"Iron cannot be made into useful things if it is not forged, and a tree cannot be made into timber if it is not pruned; it must be properly pruned."

Jackie Chan reached out to block and counter-grab Zhuang Yan's wrist as he thrust it out, then grabbed Zhuang Yan's throat with his other hand and jumped up from the car.

He unleashed his superhuman strength, lifting Zhuang Yan into the air with one hand.

Zhuang Yan, lifted up with his throat being choked, looked as if he were being suspended by a rope around his neck.

I couldn't breathe at all, my neck was in excruciating pain, and my brain was dizzy and disoriented because the blood vessels on both sides were strangled and there was no blood supply.

Driven by his survival instinct, he tried to break free, but his strength was no match for Jackie Chan.

They are as fragile as ants.

Aside from hissing sounds coming from his throat, his legs could only struggle weakly for a few moments. The hand holding the knife was gripped tightly and he couldn't move at all. His other hand was scratching his neck, but it was useless.

Zhuang Yan could only let his face turn red and veins bulge as the world before him grew increasingly blurry and dark. The lack of oxygen and suffocation made him feel like he was about to die.

"Giant wolf, that's enough, that's enough, put him down."

Seeing that Zhuang Yan was almost suffocating, Ma Da anxiously tried to persuade him from the side.

However, no matter how anxious they were, they didn't take any action.

Because he knows better than anyone how monstrous Jackie Chan's hand-to-hand combat ability is; even adding a wolf wouldn't be enough to defeat him alone.

Without guns, he wouldn't last ten seconds in Jackie Chan's hands.

He lifted a burly man who was over 1.8 meters tall with one hand...

Given Jackie Chan's monstrous strength and those hill-like muscles, Ma Da knew his limitations; his bare-handed attacks probably wouldn't even be able to break through Jackie Chan's defenses.

The gap between the two sides is simply too large!

Seeing that Jackie Chan was ignoring him completely and still holding Zhuang Yan in the air with one hand, Zhuang Yan's struggling legs were becoming increasingly weak.

Mada could only turn to someone for help, saying, "Wild Wolf, please tell him quickly, don't cause any trouble. This kid was just acting impulsively and had an emotional breakdown. He didn't really want to kill anyone. A little lesson is enough."

"A tree that grows crookedly will only become firewood if it doesn't suffer some hardship."

Wild Wolf shook his head and stood on Jackie Chan's side.

Jackie Chan held Zhuang Yan up with one hand until Zhuang Yan could no longer kick his legs, his face turned a liverish color, and his eyes bulged out.

When he was on his last breath and about to die, he finally looked at Jackie Chan.

As if by telepathy, or as if he had been waiting for this moment, Jackie Chan casually tossed Zhuang Yan onto the chair like a piece of rotten meat.

"Cough cough cough... Ugh~"

Zhuang Yan, who felt he was about to die and had already seen the gate in the sky, suddenly felt he could breathe again and, driven by his will to survive, launched a fierce attack.

He inhaled too quickly and choked, then lay there coughing uncomfortably, even to the point of vomiting.

The wolf just calmly watched Zhuang Yan, who was pitifully curled up on the car floor, suffering in pain and unable to recover for at least ten minutes.

He calmly turned around again, sat down in his chair, pressed his headset, and called out: "Wild Wolf calling Coyote, how many newbies have you caught? Over."

(End of this chapter)