In Wolf Fang, I Became the Godfather of Special Forces

The cameras were all equipped with microphones, and Sean heard everything Tang Ming said after he woke up.

"Ah...hahaha, it's so good to be alive."

Tang Ming's weak voice could be heard in the video.

"I can't believe this kid can still laugh?!" Sean exclaimed, staring at the screen in shock.

Tang Ming coughed up a mouthful of blood and then ran away.

It had been almost an hour since Tang Ming's explosion.

Looking at Tang Ming running now... he still has twelve kilometers to go to the finish line, I wonder if he can keep going.

Now, Tang Ming's body is almost covered with scars.

Thighs, arms... and so on.

Moreover, Wu Feng's internal organs must have been shattered by the aftershock of that attack.

Even with the system's help, Tang Ming is still having some difficulty getting through it.

But Tang Ming still chose to keep running. He had only rested for a short while and recovered a little before he started sprinting out again.

Because of his injury, Tang Ming could not run fast, and as he slowly moved to the back... Tang Ming was already walking with a limp.

"This man is commendable for his courage; he is very bold."

Sean looked at the screen and shook his head, saying, "But he probably won't be able to finish. There are still twelve kilometers left, and in the last few kilometers there will be machine gun fire. In that situation, he would have to crawl forward for several kilometers! That's probably impossible for him."

"He doesn't have enough time."

"Instructor Sean, you also said that Chinese soldiers have extremely strong willpower, and they are also the most capable of creating miracles," an instructor said with a smile.

"I do hope he can do it."

Sean said in a deep voice, "If he does it, then I will absolutely believe that by the end of the assessment, he will be the most awesome hunter in the history of our entire hunter school, without exception."

"But... alas, it's just a pity that this is impossible. It's just a thought, Tang Ming could never accomplish it."

But while the instructors were still sighing...

Tang Ming has almost fully recovered.

He still has plenty of energy, but the pain from his injury... coupled with the strenuous running, might affect his wound.

Moreover, he is still unsure whether his internal organs have been damaged.

Fortunately, they did not encounter any soldiers to intercept them along the way, and landmines and other hazards could be avoided with the help of the system.

Tang Ming walked and ran for a full half hour, and now he has run nearly seven kilometers.

Even Sean was a little amazed by the speed.

Sean couldn’t believe that someone could advance seven kilometers in half an hour with such injuries.

What kind of monster is this?!

"If this continues, Tang Ming will die from blood loss!"

One instructor said, "It's really hard to imagine what kind of perseverance Tang Ming possesses. The special forces soldiers trained by China are truly fascinating."

Bang bang bang bang————! ! !

Soon, Tang Ming heard the sound of machine gun fire.

The bullets were fired very densely; if you stood up and ran for even a short while, you would probably be killed by a single bullet.

If Tang Ming were at his peak, with the support of the radar system, he could easily have run there.

But Tang Ming is now so weak that he can't be weaker.

"You really think you can defeat me with this little thing?"

Tang Ming's eyes were resolute as he said, "This isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap!"

"Is Tang Ming finally going to give up?"

Sean frowned and said, "He's resting right now. Does he want to be eliminated? I really misjudged him. I thought he would give it his all and fight to the very last moment! But I didn't expect him to be someone who gives up halfway."

………………

Before Sean could notice, Tang Ming rested for a moment and then continued running.

When he was about four kilometers from the finish line, alarms began to sound incessantly in Tang Ming's mind.

The bullets whizzed past Tang Ming's ears like lightning, and he could even feel the intense heat emanating from them.

The sound of machine gun fire grew louder and louder, and the bullets became increasingly dense.

After scanning, Tang Ming discovered that the bullets were all at a height of 60 to 70 centimeters above the ground.

This means that special forces soldiers basically have no choice but to crawl forward.

At times, Tang Ming could even hear the screams of the special forces soldiers, presumably from being hit by bullets!

Let's check the time...

"Twenty minutes, four kilometers to go."

Tang Ming frowned and said, "To crawl such a long distance in such a short time..."

At this point, Tang Ming also began to lose some of his confidence.

After all, his physical functions were declining rapidly, and he only managed to get here by sheer willpower.

Tang Ming has no advantage whatsoever in terms of timing, location, or popular support!

"Now that I've come this far... how could I possibly give up?"

Tang Ming slightly raised his head, his eyes fixed firmly ahead.

“Instructor Sean! Tang Ming has appeared in the final stage, and he is ready to begin crawling forward!” the young instructor said.

"Ok?"

Sean frowned and looked at the screen, saying, "So this kid was resting just now? But there are only twenty minutes left now, can he make it?"

"Currently, out of more than 300 special forces soldiers, 30 have stepped on landmines. Three died on the spot, and two had their arms and legs blown off. The rest chose to give up voluntarily. Under the pursuit of our troops, some of them also chose to give up. Four people were hit by bullets during the advance. One was hit in the head and died on the spot, and the other three were hit in different places."

"These people should still be breathing. There are only 150 people left in total, and they are all in the final crawling stage! Over!"

Sean nodded and said, "The casualty rate is much lower, and the pass rate is much higher. Otherwise, nearly 60% or 70% of the people would have been eliminated in the first stage."

After saying that, Sean looked at Tang Ming on the monitor and said, "This special forces soldier is the only person in the history of the Hunter School who has been hit by a landmine and was still able to move successfully. It's just a pity that there wasn't enough time."

"Wait... he moved again?! And at this speed!"

Sean's eyes widened suddenly as he looked at Tang Ming on the monitor.

Tang Ming pressed himself tightly against the ground and began to crawl rapidly.

Moreover, Tang Ming's movements were extremely precise, and all of this was thanks to the skills the system had given him.

Seeing this scene, even the instructors who had just given up all hope for Tang Ming couldn't help but waver.

If Tang Ming can keep moving forward at this speed, then he really might be able to complete it!

At this moment, before the finish line.

An instructor shouted, "One hour and fifty minutes, passed!"

"One hour and fifty-three minutes, approved!"

"One hour..."

Several figures staggered out, and after reaching the finish line, the instructors on the side finally judged their scores.

Zhao Chong, Yang Rui, and two other special forces soldiers from Pakistan all excitedly embraced each other.

They did it!

But their happiness lasted less than half a minute before their expressions turned dejected.

Especially Zhao Chong.

"I wonder how Tang Ming is doing now," Zhao Chong said worriedly.

Yang Rui said, "He should be fine. The hunter school will send someone to rescue him!"

After saying that, the group looked solemnly into the jungle.

Zhao Chong was filled with guilt.

He owed Tang Ming his life!

"Oh ho, aren't these child soldiers from China? I didn't expect you guys could pass."

At this moment, a white special forces soldier walked over with a mocking look and said, "Don't you still have a guy named Tang Ming? Did he piss his pants in there because he was so scared? Hahaha, I didn't expect him to fail the first test. He really is a rookie. I really don't know what you Chinese are thinking, sending a thorn in our side."

Before the white soldier could finish speaking, Zhao Chong charged towards him.

"Say that again?!"

Zhao Chong, who already felt endless guilt towards Tang Ming, could not tolerate anyone insulting Tang Ming like this.

"Do you believe I'll kill you?!"

After saying that, Zhao Chong was about to throw his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, at the white special forces soldier.

Fortunately, Yang Rui pulled Zhao Chong over immediately.

"Calm down! If you make a move, you'll be eliminated! Then you'll fall into these bastards' trap, understand?" Yang Rui shouted loudly at Zhao Chong.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chong slowly regained his composure, but his hatred for the white special forces soldier did not diminish in the slightest.

"You just wait! This isn't over!"

Whoosh whoosh————

Just then, another figure staggered out of the jungle.

And this person...

"Tang Ming?!"

Zhao Chong's anger subsided, and he continued, "You made it? Hahaha, Tang Ming! How did you even get through that?! I feel so guilty!"