Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 251 Welcome to all your daredevil antics! (Seeking monthly votes)

"Including the rookies you personally caught, all the rookies have been caught. Over." The coyote replied after receiving the call.

Because the newbies are all caught and sent back one by one, and the lone wolves are all involved, they can't give accurate answers and can only make predictions based on the situation on the test field.

All observation points have reported that no newbies were found on the field.

That means the newbie has already grasped everything!

"Very well, you can all go back now."

The wolf ended the communication with the hyena and hooked its index and middle fingers onto the motor.

It means heading home!

Ma Da glanced at Zhuang Yan one last time, seeing him still curled up on the ground in pain, panting heavily. He then put the car back in gear and drove towards the training base's playground.

A few minutes later.

A large lawn at the edge of a forest, surrounded by walls with only an entrance on the west side, appeared before Jackie Chan.

Beneath the fluttering flag in the middle, a large group of captured rookies squatted on the ground in three rows, heads in their hands.

About five meters in front of them, there were three rows of neatly arranged backpacks, each with a name on the back, so they wouldn't get mixed up.

To the right of the crouching newbies, there were ten more newbies scattered around.

The coyote and a group of lone wolves, each armed, guarded the perimeter of the arena.

The motor drove the car in and parked beside them. Without the wolf giving any orders, two lone wolves nearby automatically came over and helped Zhuang Yan out of the car.

He dragged him to the back of the line and threw him down, yelling, "Squat down and put your hands on your heads!"

After a few minutes of buffering as the car drove over, Zhuang Yan was still a little dizzy and lightheaded, especially with a sharp pain in his throat from being pinched by Jackie Chan's large hand.

However, he has basically recovered to about 60-70% and is able to move around normally with difficulty.

Perhaps he was intimidated by Jackie Chan, or perhaps he was physically weak and lacked confidence, so he dared not be as arrogant as before.

Zhuang Yan didn't struggle or resist at all; he squatted down without even raising his head.

"This is just the beginning, kid."

Jackie Chan jumped out of the car, looked at Zhuang Yan who had become more docile, and smiled.

Jackie Chan knew that Zhuang Yan had such a fiery temper that one or two punishments would have no effect at all. Once the wound healed, he would forget the pain and cause trouble again.

but.

Jackie Chan doesn't find it annoying at all.

Because that's exactly what Jackie Chan wants to see. He's more interested in things that are challenging, and he likes to straighten out trees that have grown crooked.

His gaze swept across the entire room.

He walked slowly, as if taking a stroll, toward the five o'clock position and stood beside a lone wolf.

"You look great, that's good."

Jackie Chan patted Lone Wolf on the shoulder, his smile enigmatic.

Even with face paint on and his hat pulled low, the lone wolf's expression still showed signs of change, though he quickly concealed it.

A closer look reveals that this lone wolf is problematic, and he is actively trying to find a way to deal with Jackie Chan.

Fortunately, things took a turn for the better at this point.

Another military vehicle, camouflaged with netting, drove in from outside, attracting Jackie Chan's attention and giving the lone wolf a sigh of relief.

Chen Pai stepped out of the car and immediately shouted defiantly, "This is not fair! What kind of skill is it to fight outnumbered people with numbers? If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one fight. Your Wolf Fang is nothing special."

As soon as Chen Pai shouted those two shouts, everyone on the field turned their attention to him.

Including Zhuang Yan, who hasn't fully recovered yet.

Before looking at Chen Pai, Zhuang Yan glanced at Jackie Chan and Wild Wolf, his expression revealing obvious resentment, as if he were looking for an opportunity to take revenge.

"Let him go!"

Wild Wolf greatly admired Chen Pai's intelligence and courage, even more so than Zhuang Yan. After the two lone wolves released Chen Pai, Wild Wolf calmly said, "Lieutenant, don't forget your place. You are both my prisoners now."

"Reporting to the commander, if it were actual combat, all you would catch would be a pile of corpses," Chen Pai said, unconvinced.

"Heh~"

The wolf sneered, flicking the weeds in its mouth, and then kicked out with a straight kick.

The kick was so fast that Chen Pai couldn't react in time. He was kicked in the stomach, which made him jump up and kneel on the ground.

This kick was a response.

In response to Chen Pai, he said that Wolf Fang was nothing special.

"Chen Pai~"

Lao Pao, Zhuang Yan, and Chen Xiwa all exclaimed in surprise, but dared not get up to help.

The two lone wolves who were escorting Chen Pai, one on each side, half-dragged and half-lifted Chen Pai to Zhuang Yan's side, and then threw Chen Pai on the ground.

The old men quickly went over to help him up and asked him with concern if he was alright.

"Pooh."

The wolf spat out the blade of grass from its mouth, its cold gaze sweeping over the rookies, and asked with overwhelming force, "Who else wants to be a hero?"

When Zhuang Yan was dragged over, his face was covered in blood from his nose, and he looked ashen-faced as if he were crippled.

Now, Chen Pai was brutally beaten by Wild Wolf just for saying one more word.

No newbie would dare to show their face now!

Wild Wolf was satisfied with the oppressive atmosphere he had created. He walked up to the ten trainees standing there and said, "Take off your helmets and place them under the national flag, then you can leave."

The other non-commissioned officers and conscripts dared not speak, their eyes filled with intense resentment and discontent.

The only second lieutenant among them questioned, "Why do we have to take off our helmets? Helmets are our equipment, issued to us by the company. We won't take them off."

The lieutenant tried to salvage the situation through a roundabout, desperate attempt, unaware that it was utterly meaningless.

"Your company won't punish you for this. You'll get a new helmet. Taking off your helmet means you've been eliminated," Wild Wolf explained.

"I refuse to accept this! Why were we eliminated?" the lieutenant shouted.

"Because you were the first ones caught," the wolf explained calmly.

"That's because we were unlucky. If you don't believe me, try practicing in each subject. We may not be the best, but we're definitely not the worst," the lieutenant said confidently.

"Luck is also a part of strength. Those who survive on the battlefield are lucky. This is not a reason for your rebuttal."

The wolf retorted forcefully, raising its voice to command, "Remove your helmets and obey orders."

The second lieutenant was extremely reluctant and unwilling, but he couldn't refute Wild Wolf's explanation, so he could only grit his teeth and take the lead in removing his helmet.

He knelt down on one knee and slammed the helmet to the ground, letting out a frustrated shout to vent his anger.

"Three years! I've been preparing for three whole years!"

The lieutenant knelt down and let out a mournful roar that echoed across the entire parade ground, touching the emotions of all the rookies who were crouching on the ground after being shot in the head.

The sympathy in his eyes was more than just concern; it was a deep sense of shared experience.

because.

Everyone has been preparing for this for many years!

In this somber and melancholic atmosphere, watching the rookie take off his helmet and sadly walk towards the red flag, even Zhuang Yan, who didn't want to join the special forces in the first place and came over reluctantly without any interest, was deeply moved.

Infected by this intense atmosphere, their eyes showed a noticeable change.

"salute!"

The ten eliminated rookies neatly put down their helmets, and at the command of the second lieutenant, they stood up and saluted in unison, bidding farewell to the place they had dreamed of.

"The ceremony is complete. Turn around and salute!"

As the lieutenant gave the order again, the ten rookies who had been eliminated saluted the wolf.

The wolf returned the greeting with a solemn expression, a standard gesture of respect.

Then he said earnestly, "Brothers, you are being eliminated not because you are weak, but because someone is destined to be eliminated at this time."

You were indeed unlucky, but war doesn't give soldiers a chance to explain. Good luck, and I hope to see you again next year.

Jackie Chan also agreed with Wild Wolf's words, thinking to himself, "Luck is a strange thing. No one can completely ignore its existence. Striving to improve your skills is, in a sense, increasing your luck and reducing the probability of accidental death."

The lieutenant was truly unwilling, but he had already agreed with what Wild Wolf had said.

If you're unlucky enough to get caught, you can only blame yourself.

Thinking that all his three years of hard work had been in vain and his dream had vanished, his eyes were already brimming with tears, but he forced himself to hold them back.

With a trembling voice, he gave the command again: "Right turn, left turn, run."

Everyone watched as the ten newbies ran ahead, grabbed their backpacks, and then ran out of the playground exit.

Someone outside will meet them and send them back to their original unit.

The first batch of eliminated participants has officially left the field, highlighting the brutality of this training camp selection process. The remaining rookies are now under immense pressure.

The wolf climbed onto the hood, using the crash bar as a step, and placed his hands on his knees, looking down at the newbies, saying, "Do you know where this is?"

When Jackie Chan saw the wolf's actions, a thought suddenly popped into his head.

"Sitting on the hood looks cool, and it exudes a lot of presence, but the car just came back. Doesn't your butt get hot sitting on it? Or did you find it too hot but had to endure it to show off?"

Imagine a wolf sitting on the hood of a car, its rear end scalded red but it dares not move.

Jackie Chan almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, it was just Jackie Chan's thought and he didn't say it out loud. Otherwise, if Comrade Wild Wolf knew that Jackie Chan was imagining things like this, he probably would have fallen off the car.

Old Gao with the dog head loves to show off, and if he were to be humiliated like this, it would be worse than death for him.

The rookies were already overwhelmed by the momentum, and they didn't have the leisure or will to think nonsense like Jackie Chan. They all stared at the wolf with longing eyes.

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

The wolf continued its intimidation: "This is the palace of Yama, the King of Hell. You are just little devils who have come to report for duty, so you are the lowest-level minions."

I am your bishop, and the sky, the grass, the air, the sunshine, and you all belong to me.

From this moment forward, you will have no rank, no name, only a code name—rookie, a useless rookie.

You will definitely regret coming to this place and suffering like this.

This choice will make you wish you were dead, because I will turn this place into a living hell. If you don't regret it, then it's my fault.

But remember this: I will not make mistakes; the only ones who will be wrong are you. I will only say this once.

Wild Wolf explained the rules here in detail, who was in charge, and then used a lot of words to intimidate the newbies.

Let the newbies put aside their tempers and participate in the selection with the right attitude.

Pay extra attention to a particular troublemaker.

Then he looked at Jackie Chan at five o'clock and solemnly introduced him: "He is Giant Wolf, your special training instructor. He has the right to deal with any of you. Listen carefully, every single one of you."

Some people have already suffered at his hands. If you feel life is a bit challenging, go to him; you won't go wrong. He will let you experience death.

The rookies present were all experts from their respective teams, and they all turned their attention to Zhuang Yan, who appeared to be the one being attacked.

This made Zhuang Yan feel very embarrassed, and he was furious.

Jackie Chan also revealed a warm smile, saying in extremely warm words but with cold words: "If anyone wants to test how hard my fist is, then you are welcome to do whatever you want to die, and I will make it have close contact with you."

Hearing Jackie Chan's words and comparing them to his physique, the rookies felt a surge of fear.

"This is Gray Wolf, your boss."

Wild Wolf then introduced Motor, before his expression instantly changed and he roared, "Grey Wolf, check their backpacks. Throw away anything that doesn't belong to the army."

(End of this chapter)