A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Lu Xiaojun strolled around the vicinity of the camp.

However, his wanderings were somewhat unconventional.

Take the side paths and feel your way through the mountain crevices.

He knew that there were some things that couldn't be seen on the military training ground.

However, the training venue for this "special" training is not far away.

He's managed to spot quite a few things using this method over the past two days.

The same goes for today.

He followed the abandoned firebreak on the back mountain, climbing up the exposed rock face.

In some places there were no roads at all, so he would climb up by gripping the cracks in the rocks and stepping on tree roots, and in a few moments he would leap far away, like a mountain goat.

After crossing a mountain ridge, the view suddenly opened up before us.

Below is a training field.

I lay down, parted the withered grass, and looked down.

Then their eyes lit up.

Below is a multi-purpose training field.

What are a group of soldiers in black training uniforms doing?

He recognized one of them at a glance.

The guy in the black clothes in the cafeteria, he's interested in his second aunt.

At the very front of the group, someone was explaining something to a few people.

I couldn't see their faces clearly from a distance, but I couldn't mistake their figures or postures.

Lu Xiaojun became interested and lay down on the earthen slope, staring down without moving.

Training has begun.

The special operations team members were divided into groups of four.

The man in black gave the order.

The first group ran to the front of a high wall.

That wall was at least eight meters high, and it was completely smooth with no handholds.

Lu Xiaojun was wondering how to get up there when the four people below had already moved.

The first person squatted down against the wall, and the second person stepped on his shoulders to jump up, grabbed the edge of the wall, twisted his waist and flipped over.

The third person lifted the fourth person up, and the person above pulled them up. In the blink of an eye, all four people were on the top of the wall.

Lu Xiaojun's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Is this even human?

Before he could even catch his breath, the other group had already rushed to the obstacle course.

Each soldier carried at least 20 kilograms of equipment. First, they leaped over a two-meter-high wooden barrier, followed by a single-plank bridge.

It wasn't walking, it was running; the soles of their shoes slapped against the narrow wooden planks, as steady as walking on flat ground.

Then came the low-posture netting. Four people lay down and shuffled forward using their elbows and knees, moving as fast as four snakes. When they emerged from under the netting, they were covered in dirt, but no one was slow.

He crawled out, got up, and ran.

Ahead was a stack of tires, each more than a person tall, piled up in several rows. They climbed up by stepping on the edges of the tires, flipped over to land, rolled once to dissipate the force, got up, and continued charging.

Lu Xiaojun's palms were sweating as he watched.

After overcoming the last obstacle, the four of them were already panting heavily.

Suddenly, several soldiers rushed out from the opposite side, and the battle began immediately.

A side kick landed squarely on the chest, sending the person flying two meters; a leg grab and throw sent the person pinned to the ground in the blink of an eye; and finally, a chokehold resulted in the person slapping the ground in defeat within three seconds.

He stopped after he finished, still catching his breath.

He reached behind his waist and there was already a gun.

Fifty meters ahead, several targets were moving.

It's not a fixed target; it's the kind that actually slides around on a track.

The four people spread out and advanced in a fan shape.

He ran while holding the gun, the butt against his shoulder, his body slightly turned to the side, his steps never stopping, yet the muzzle of the gun remained as steady as if it were welded there.

"Slap—slap—slap—slap!"

Gunshots rang out, echoing back and forth in the valley.

Lu Xiaojun shuddered.

Then look at those four targets; they've all fallen over.

All in one go.

Holy shit! !

Lu Xiaojun lay on the earthen slope, his mouth open, forgetting to close it.

He suddenly remembered the "post-viewing reflections" that Ye Wenxi had asked him to write.

Why write 800 words? He'd think 10,000 words wouldn't be enough.

He stared at that figure for a long time.

Just then, the man in black below suddenly raised his head and glanced in his direction.

Lu Xiaojun froze, quickly pulling his head back behind the earthen slope.

My heart was pounding like a drum.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, his chest still pounding.

It wasn't from being scared.

It's exciting.

He had met his father, his second uncle, and many soldiers in the compound.

But those on guard duty and marching in formation, compared to the people below, can they really be called soldiers?

The group of people below were scaling walls, overcoming obstacles, shooting targets, and fighting. Their explosive power and endurance were so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up.

Especially that guy in black, standing there motionless, he looked like a knife.

He's so damn handsome.

What kind of soldier is this?

I want to be one too!

Lu Xiaojun was lying on the dry grass, lost in his fantasies, unaware that a figure was walking towards him.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaojun seemed to sense something.

He sprang up with a start and ran away as fast as he could.

"Oh? Quite perceptive." Su Feng raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He also had a trained walk, so no one could tell.

The kid was lying there, and I could feel him getting close.

interesting.

He watched Lu Xiaojun's retreating figure as he ran away, but didn't rush to move.

I squinted to get a better look; he was just a boy.

do not know.

Su Feng certainly didn't recognize her; his gaze was immediately drawn to Ye Wenxi when he entered the cafeteria that day.

I didn't pay attention to anything else.

Then he suddenly exerted force with his feet.

He darted out in just a few steps.

Lu Xiaojun was already running fast enough, but the black shadow behind him was moving as fast as a black panther hunting its prey.

Before he had run twenty meters, his collar tightened, and he was pulled backward, staggering two steps before being slammed to the ground.

The hand on the back of my neck was like an iron clamp, I couldn't move it an inch.

"Why are you running?"

The voice came down from above, unhurried and gentle.

Lu Xiaojun was pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the dry grass, panting heavily. He struggled a couple of times, but to no avail.

That hand remained completely still.

"I...I..."

He talked to me for a long time, but I couldn't come up with a satisfactory answer.

Su Feng turned him over, squatted down, and looked down at him.

The face was so close, its brows and eyes cold, its thin lips pursed, revealing no emotion.

"I'm asking you a question."

Lu Xiaojun swallowed hard and forced himself to speak:

"I...I was just passing by..."

Su Feng looked down at him, his gaze indifferent.

"Is there a road here, so I'll just pass by?"

"Tell me, where are you from?"

"Don't you know this is a restricted area? You can't just look here?"

Lu Xiaojun remained silent.

His mind raced. Who was this man? Judging from his appearance, he must be a military officer.

I can't say it, or I'll just cause trouble for my second uncle and aunt.

I'd rather die than tell.

Su Feng glanced at him for two seconds.

The kid lay on the ground, his neck stiff, his mouth tightly shut, and he didn't struggle anymore.

Su Feng increased the pressure on his hand, pressing his thumb down on the side of his neck.

"Military restricted area, spying on training."

He paused, his voice as calm as if he were talking about the weather.

"According to regulations, if someone trespasses into a restricted area and attempts to escape, necessary control measures may be taken on the spot."

Slide your thumb down and press it into the bone joint of your shoulder.

"Don't say it again."

Lu Xiaojun felt as if his arm had been removed and then put back on, and he cried out in pain.

"ah--!"

"Heh." Su Feng released his grip.

"Stand up."

He didn't intend to actually fight; he just wanted to test the kid.

Lu Xiaojun rubbed his arm and got up, grimacing, but his eyes remained hard.

"How did you get up here?"

"Nonsense, I climbed up here!" Lu Xiaojun retorted, sticking his neck out.

"From where?" Su Feng's gaze swept in the direction he had come from.

Lu Xiaojun raised his chin, gesturing towards the steep rock face over there.

"How long did it take?"

"Huh?" Lu Xiaojun was taken aback. "A few minutes..."

Su Feng didn't say anything, but looked at the boy covered in dirt in front of him.

He doesn't look very old, maybe a middle school student.

Stealth, explosive power, keen perception, and the tenacity to refuse to back down even when threatened and pinned to the ground.

He's a promising talent.

Generally speaking, if someone is caught peeping, they are simply handed over to the security department.

But Su Feng became interested in this kid.

"Let's go find your parents."

"I don't have parents!"

Su Feng didn't waste any words with him. He reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, forcing him towards the camp.