Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

After introducing themselves, Jackie Chan asked expectantly, "Have your friends arrived? Could you take us there now?"

"Of course, come on over here."

Qin Qingrou smiled sweetly, gestured, and led the way inside.

Jackie Chan and Lung Siu-wan followed closely behind.

The internet cafe was closed for maintenance today. There was only a bespectacled, quiet-looking young man sitting in front of a computer, using a multimeter to measure a circuit board.

"This is him. Let me introduce him to you."

Qin Qingrou approached the bespectacled young man and introduced him with great admiration: "Jing Xiaoshu graduated with a degree in Computer Science, and after graduating with a master's degree, he went to MIT in the United States to pursue a doctorate. He was unhappy working at a software company, so he decided to return to China to develop his career."

"A PhD from MIT? A top talent indeed. No wonder Qingrou recommended you. My name is Jackie Chan, it's a pleasure to meet you." Jackie Chan said, extending his hand.

"Hello there."

Jing Xiaoshu looked up and saw Jackie Chan's face. There was obvious surprise in his eyes. It seemed that Jackie Chan's huge size surprised him.

He had been so focused on repairing the circuit board that he hadn't noticed Jackie Chan and Long Xiaoyun coming in.

but.

Jing Xiaoshu remained calm and only glanced at it before continuing to repair his circuit board.

"Calm and composed in the face of adversity, focused on your work, very good."

Jackie Chan admired this kind of top talent and had a good first impression of Jing Xiaoshu.

Long Xiaoyun was mainly responsible for the technical aspects; nothing else was within her scope of consideration—that was Jackie Chan's job.

Seeing Jing Xiaoshu repairing circuit boards, she came up with a plan to test Jing Xiaoshu.

"This kind of board is obsolete. Why are you still using it?"

Hearing Long Xiaoyun's question, Jing Xiaoshu clearly already knew about this, and said calmly, "I told you long ago that she was scammed. These were taken from old machines, reassembled as new, and sold to her. President Qin didn't believe me and thought I was just teasing her."

"Qingrou is just too kind. Luckily, you're such a tech genius, you helped her save the day."

Jackie Chan gave Jing Xiaoshu a little compliment, and also intentionally tested Jing Xiaoshu's abilities, deliberately saying, "You two are both experts in this field, you can have a good exchange."

"I repaired this kind of board a long time ago, may I give it a try?" Long Xiaoyun asked without any politeness.

"Okay, you can come."

Jing Xiaoshu immediately stood up and handed the board over.

Long Xiaoyun took the board, sat down, and began to inspect it using repair tools.

Taking advantage of the moment, Jackie Chan said, "Come on, let's sit over there and chat."

Jing Xiaoshu didn't know Jackie Chan's purpose in coming, but since he was brought by the boss Qin Qingrou, he, as an employee, couldn't refuse.

The three of them sat down on a nearby sofa, and Jackie Chan said straightforwardly, "Can we become friends?"

"My friend has already exceeded the budget." Jing Xiaoshu refused to deal with people of unknown origin, showing his cautious approach.

"Your friend has a budget?" Qin Qingrou laughed, amused.

"Two friends are enough for a lifetime. Too many would be a waste of time. My time is precious, and I don't have time to make friends," Jing Xiaoshu insisted.

"I believe we will become friends."

Jackie Chan didn't dwell on the matter and went straight to the point, saying, "The main reason we came to you is that we want to cooperate with you."

We currently have a game concept and are looking for partners to collaborate on its development.

Upon hearing Jackie Chan mention developing a game, Jing Xiaoshu, a software specialist, immediately became interested, sat up straight, and asked, "What kind of game?"

"War Game, Kosovo War," Jackie Chan said.

"It seems like no one has done this kind of work before," Jing Xiaoshu blurted out.

"Are you interested?"

Jackie Chan laughed and continued, "We now have a large amount of information on the Kosovo War and battlefield television footage, which can provide you with plenty of material."

"How much money will you give me?" Jing Xiaoshu was tempted.

"How much money do you want?"

Jackie Chan leaned back comfortably on the sofa, deliberately turning the conversation to Jing Xiaoshu.

The First Division was originally very short of funds, and every penny was spent carefully. Fortunately, a film crew came along and Jackie Chan made a killing off them.

The First Division may not be able to come up with several million, but a few hundred thousand is not a big problem.

Therefore, Jackie Chan is not worried about money at all.

"One hundred thousand, give me one hundred thousand, and I'll do it for you. But you have to follow my rules: pay five hundred thousand upfront, and the remaining five hundred thousand after it's done..."

"Beep beep beep beep..."

Just as Jing Xiaoshu was making her request, Long Xiaoyun's computer suddenly started alarming, interrupting the conversation between Jackie Chan and Jing Xiaoshu.

"The computer is malfunctioning, come and take a look," Long Xiaoyun called out.

Upon hearing this, Jing Xiaoshu and Qin Qingrou immediately stood up and quickly walked towards the computer where Long Xiaoyun was.

Jackie Chan knew what Long Xiaoyun was doing. With a mysterious smile on his face, he got up and followed her, his eyes fixed on the computer screen.

Jing Xiaoshu sat down in front of the computer, put on her glasses, and instantly became focused.

"Crackling and popping..."

The keyboard was being pounded away, and the screen was filled with English code.

Long Xiaoyun and Jackie Chan, who had just walked over, exchanged a knowing glance and smiled faintly at each other. They then refocused their attention on Jing Xiaoshu to see if he could handle the situation.

Jing Xiaoshu, as expected of someone from MIT, certainly has some real skills.

It only took less than twenty seconds.

To test Jing Xiaoshu's abilities, Long Xiaoyun deliberately created a program error on the computer, which Jing Xiaoshu then found and fixed.

Furthermore, based on the code he wrote, he recognized that it had been modified by someone else.

So, looking at Long Xiaoyun expressionlessly, he said, "This little trick is too clumsy. Are you trying to test me, or are you trying to play me?"

Jing Xiaoshu's abilities exceeded his expectations, and Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but laugh.

Jackie Chan also witnessed Jing Xiaoshu's abilities; he realized that Jing Xiaoshu was not just a boastful talker and that he was exactly the kind of person the information team needed.

So he immediately agreed, "I can agree to all the conditions you just mentioned."

However, you must agree to one condition. Rest assured, this will be the only condition, and I will not interfere with your software development.

"What are the conditions?" Jing Xiaoshu asked.

"If we are satisfied with the game's production, you must accept the stable and long-term programming job we have arranged for you." Jackie Chan began to set the trap.

Jing Xiaoshu seemed to be in dire need of money. He was tempted by the prospect of earning 100,000 yuan from a game, but he was also very cautious.

So instead of agreeing immediately, he said, "How about this, you give me the relevant information first, and I'll make a decision after I've reviewed it."

"Okay, no problem, I'll send someone over tomorrow," Jackie Chan readily agreed.

"No need to send it over, just send it to my email address." Jing Xiaoshu took out a stack of business cards, pulled one out, and handed it to Jackie Chan.

"Okay, it's settled then."

Jackie Chan took the business card, put it in his pocket, and said goodbye, "I hope we have a pleasant working relationship. Goodbye."

"goodbye!"

Jing Xiaoshu waved her hand.

After watching Jackie Chan and Long Xiaoyun leave, Jing Xiaoshu asked curiously, "What do those two do? They don't seem like ordinary people."

"Guess what they do?" Qin Qingrou asked, trying to pique her curiosity.

"They don't seem like business people to me. I know game developers, and they're completely different kinds of people," Jing Xiaoshu said, pursing her lips.

"They're big business owners. If you can cooperate with them, you'll be set for life," Qin Qingrou said earnestly.

"Who knows what will happen in the future? I'd better make this 100,000 yuan first," Jing Xiaoshu said.

"You really are a money-grubber. Logically speaking, someone like you who returned from MIT shouldn't be so short of money. Is there some unspeakable reason?" Qin Qingrou asked suspiciously.

"Everyone has secrets, just like you." Jing Xiaoshu turned the tables and started to attack.

"What secrets could I possibly have?" Qin Qingrou said with a smile.

"Don't think I can't tell. Judging from your eyesight, that tall, muscular guy from earlier was probably your dream girl," Jing Xiaoshu guessed.

You're half right.

Qin Qingrou brushed her bangs aside, a certain light flickering in her eyes.

"What do you mean by 'half right'?" Jing Xiaoshu asked, puzzled.

"He and I were classmates in college. Back then, he was the dream lover of many girls, and I was just one of them, haha."

Qin Qingrou covered her mouth and laughed as she spoke, her demeanor poised and natural, as if she were telling a story, completely devoid of any girlish shyness.

"Is he that good? Apart from being big, I can't tell anything else about him."

Jing Xiaoshu looked incredulous and asked curiously, "He brought a woman with him, and they seem to have a special relationship. What's their relationship?"

"Maybe he's the lover of my dream lover," Qin Qingrou said, squinting as if joking.

"Why don't you try to get it?" Jing Xiaoshu joked, going along with the conversation.

"Alright, stop being so sly. Hurry up and fix the computer. If we can't operate normally tomorrow, I'll deduct your salary." Qin Qingrou didn't want to talk about this anymore, so she smiled and joked before leaving.

the next day.

Jackie Chan and Long Xiaoyun prepared the materials together so that they could be sent to Jing Xiaoshu via email.

Meanwhile, Wu Yiwen was not idle. He was in charge of resolving basic issues at the division headquarters, but before he could even have a day off, trouble started to arise again below.

Gao Da personally went to the construction site to supervise the construction, making sure that the engineering battalion followed his design drawings.

The engineering battalion had no choice but to report to the division headquarters.

Wu Yiwen was furious at the meeting because the battalion commander below was acting recklessly. So he immediately took the construction drawings and went to the construction site of the missile battalion headquarters.

After getting out of the car and glancing around, he saw that Captain Gundam was there and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Gundam, get down here!"

"Deputy Division Commander Wu, what's the matter? Just tell me here."

Gundam is directing the engineering corps in construction and is standing on the second floor of the construction site without coming down.

"Your plan won't work. We must construct according to the design bureau's blueprints," Wu Yiwen said loudly, clapping the blueprints in his hand.

"I only slightly changed the internal layout, the overall framework and the total building area are the same, so why is it not okay?" Gao Da was very dissatisfied.

"Stop talking nonsense and get down here right now," Wu Yiwen said angrily.

No matter how arrogant Gao Da was, he was still just a battalion commander. Faced with the deputy division commander's serious orders, he could only obediently run down.

He approached Wu Yiwen and saluted: "Deputy Division Commander Wu."

"Gundam, the architectural drawings have been approved. How could you alter them without authorization? What if something goes wrong?" Wu Yiwen questioned.

"Deputy Division Commander Wu, aren't you going to ask why we need to make changes? What benefits will we get after this?" Gao Da argued.

"I don't care what you say. Even if it's a huge benefit, it's still not okay. The division commander and political commissar both agree. Are you going to go against their wishes?"

Wu Yiwen brought up Jackie Chan and Lu Yunhe, and said sternly, "Gao Da, let me remind you, I don't care how high your education level is or how strong your abilities are."

Don't forget, you're just a battalion commander now.

"What's wrong with the captain?"

Gao Da was very indignant and said, "The battalion commander should be responsible for his battalion. This building is for our missile battalion to live in, not for Jackie Chan. I decide how the regimental headquarters is built, and I will take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

The battalion selected to form the First Division must be one of the top-ranked battalions in the military region.

Those who can become the captain of the ace squad must all be extraordinary individuals with exceptional skills and strong personalities.

Gao Da is now being pushed to his limit by Wu Yiwen, and he's acting out of his stubbornness.

"You'll take responsibility? You idiot, can you even handle that responsibility?"

Wu Yiwen shifted the blame to Jackie Chan, then played the peacemaker, implying that he hadn't stopped the construction and that it was all Jackie Chan's idea.

"Alright, starting today, I'm withdrawing all the soldiers who participated in the construction. You can build however you want. Once it's finished, I'll move in. In this heat, I'd rather be comfortable in my office."

After saying that, Gao Da stormed off to prepare to bring the construction team back.

Because the First Division had so many camps to build, the engineering battalions were simply too busy to handle them all, so the construction of each camp was not entirely the responsibility of the engineering battalions.

The soldiers sent out by the brigade to carry out the construction accounted for the vast majority of the workers on the construction site.

Strangely...

Gao Da stormed off in a huff, but Wu Yiwen, who was left standing there, wasn't angry; his expression was rather strange.

With a half-smile playing on his lips, Wu Yiwen drove back to the division headquarters and headed straight for Jackie Chan's office.

It's fine if Jackie Chan isn't in the office; he can just stay there and have his communications officer call him, saying he won't go back until he sees Jackie Chan today.

Cheng Long, who was in the Information Brigade, received a phone call and wondered why Wu Yiwen was in such a hurry.

The data has been almost completely organized; all that's left is to send emails using the computer. Long Xiaoyun can handle this task by herself.

So Zhenlong drove his 0001 car and rushed back to the division headquarters office.

No sooner had Jackie Chan stepped into the office than Wu Yiwen immediately approached and recounted, embellishing the story of what had happened between the Missile Squadron and Gundam. (End of Chapter)