A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 351 The Game of Hunter, Prey, and Butcher
Inside a slightly medieval-style tavern in a small European town, scantily clad women wearing open-crotch pants are performing pole dancing.

Its enormous buttocks are big enough to sit on and kill a cow.

This is a fatal attraction for people in South America.

However, the dim lighting has resulted in few customers coming.

A Southeast Asian singer's powerful vocals added a touch of loneliness to the otherwise empty bar.

Scorpion sat at the bar, drinking one glass of specialty vodka after another.

A man and a woman on his left and right sides stared intently at the scorpion.

"This is no excuse for your failure. You retreated from the execution ground without firing a single shot. In the end, so many of your teammates were wiped out by the special forces! Do you know how long it takes to train such a number of people?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Scorpion hummed in response and continued chugging vodka.

"The company wants to know why. You're one of the best employees in the company. Now that you've ruined the project, we need your explanation," the man continued to question.

Scorpion downed his drink in one gulp, put down his glass, and said, "We have internal problems. Their plan wasn't even on the level of an execution. They predicted our ambush; if we had opened fire then, we would have been completely overwhelmed by their firepower."

"What a joke! All battles are unpredictable. Do you think you can foresee every single one? With so many employees dead, the company will lose a huge amount of money just in compensation. Moreover, it will be devastating to the company's reputation."

The woman joined in, "You didn't fire a shot at the execution ground, so why did so many employees die after the evacuation? According to your description, were you surrounded by reinforcements?"

The scorpion was silent for a moment before nodding. "Yes."

There's no way Scorpion would admit to being surrounded and killed by one person; otherwise, the company would simply dump his body into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the fish.

No one believed his story, but it really happened.

"According to the company's financial report, the deaths of so many employees are a very small loss for us. Based on past and future performance, we can make up for it all. But you withdrew from the execution ground without firing a single shot. According to the contract, we have to pay customer service double the compensation, a total of ten million US dollars!"

"If you fire even one shot, even just one, we will only pay half of the compensation according to the contract!"

"I'll earn it back for the company later. Based on my previous performance, this is more than enough to compensate us. I can't let all of us lose here!" Scorpion slammed his wine glass heavily on the table, shattering it.

Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder.

The scorpion knew who it was without even turning around.

A white man who was 1.9 meters tall appeared and sat down to his left.

"What did the board say?" Scorpion asked, head bowed.

The polar bear beckoned with his finger, and Wet poured him a glass of wine.

"The taste of home." The polar bear drank it all in one gulp, savoring the flavor.

“Scorpion, you did the right thing. You can train a lot of excellent employees all by yourself. And your real team can’t do without you. You’ll make up for this loss. I believe in your abilities.”

"The board members are all businessmen; they only care about immediate profits and can't see future potential. These money-grubbing, corrupt businessmen simply don't understand."

The scorpion gritted its teeth, "I know that even our lives are a business exchange."

The polar bear patted the scorpion on the shoulder and said, "You're a veteran employee, you should be able to remain calm and composed. In your Chinese way of speaking, 'old but still strong' is your character."

"I'm not anymore, I'm stateless now. I saw that man, the one chasing us, he was filled with fanaticism. I was like that back then, but I left the army. I was poor then, but I lived a fulfilling life," Scorpion shouted emotionally.

He was provoked by Feng Yuxiu's murderous intent.

That was a true fight for faith.

Of course, he certainly didn't understand Feng Yuxiu's mindset at the time.

He was purely motivated by a desire to destroy his will.

“Right now you’re fighting for yourself, Scorpion. If you didn’t have money, when your mother died, you’d be thrown into the mountains like those poor refugees to be eaten by eagles. Without money, you’d be worse off than a dog. That’s the reality, Scorpion,” the polar bear sneered.

"It's all in the past now, you'll understand. When you get old, you'll realize that only money can let you bask in the sun without a care in the world."

The scorpion raised its head. "So you came to tell me I got fired?"

"No, I convinced the board that you're an excellent long-term employee, and they agreed to keep you. But you're being removed from your role as action leader, and your salary will be halved. The good news is, however, your commission remains the same; you're still our top salesperson and best employee."

The scorpion shook its head. "It's pointless. I see despair. I want to go back."

The polar bear grabbed the scorpion's head and said, "Scorpion!! Look at me. You have no country now. Where can you go back to? You are Vietnamese. How many Vietnamese have you killed? Can you go back? On Interpol's red notice list, you are number two. No country will ignore you."

The scorpion scoffed, "You know my abilities. If I wanted, I could easily live a comfortable life in any country."

The polar bear scoffed, "So what? There will always be someone stronger in this world, and someone stronger will always find you. Your student Wang Yadong has gone back; just watch, he'll be discovered sooner or later. Don't underestimate the power of a national agency. This isn't ancient times where you could retire from your life of crime and nothing would happen."

“Scorpion, I advise you to abandon this idea, otherwise... you'll be fired by the company.”

The polar bear pulled out ten thousand US dollars from his pocket and slammed it on the table. "Take a good rest for a while, go find a woman to vent your frustrations. You have to enjoy life, don't you? What's the point of making money if not for enjoyment?"

The polar bear waved, and a man and a woman followed it out.

The scorpion slowly closed its eyes.

-

At the bar entrance, a polar bear waved towards the high vantage point.

The sniper put away his gun and turned to leave.

If Scorpion had been the first to emerge, he would have been killed.

The company has always been a lifetime arrangement; you either die or continue to make money for the company.

There will never be a third option.

The scorpion's naiveté nearly led him into a fatal situation.

-

A certain military region.

In a conference room, Tang Xinyi presented her latest blueprint for the military's development and construction to the leaders below the stage.

Especially for large-scale models of information technology and simulation exercises.

It emphasizes the ability to combine games with simulation exercises, thereby enabling information-based planning and new evolutions in warfare.

"Report complete, esteemed leaders." Tang Xinyi saluted.

Commander Zhu Shiwei stood up. "Very good. Xiao Tang, you can go now. We'll have a brief meeting."

"Yes!"

-

As the meeting ended, the director of the military region office hurriedly pushed open the door, "Xiao Tang, the commander wants to see you, hurry up, run ahead!"

Tang Xinyi was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes!"

Stepping into the conference room, he exclaimed, "Report!"

"Come in."

Tang Xinyi walked in nervously and stood up straight.

"What you just said was very good; it's excellent advice for the future development of the military. So we plan to let you give it a try. We'll set up a military games office, and you'll be the director," Zhu Shiwei said with a smile.

"Huh? Me? Chief, this... I'm not qualified." Tang Xinyi quickly declined.

"How old are you?"

"twenty-three."

"You're not young anymore. Young people should have drive. This is also a test. Just take it slow and learn like a little horse crossing a river. I looked at your file. You joined the army at fourteen. You're a veteran. You grew up in the army and have worked in special forces. You've been through life and death. I believe you can handle this. Go, and obey orders."

Tang Xinyi stood at attention. "Yes, sir."

-

A month later, Feng Yuxiu returned to the red blood cells.

At this point, the original group of more than twenty newbies had dwindled to just over a dozen.

Clearly, Fan Tianlei wanted the red blood cell group.

There can't possibly be so many people in one group.

"You're back so soon? That's a penetrating wound, shouldn't you rest more?" Fan Tianlei asked with concern.

"It's alright, my wound is healing very well," Feng Yuxiu said.

"Alright, I was planning to play a game with these newbies today. Why don't you join?"

"Is the wound okay?"

"It's alright, I'm almost fully recovered." Feng Yuxiu nodded.

"Come on, come on, this game is only fun with you here. Let's show these kids what a real battlefield is like."

-

Seventeen rookies stood with their hands behind their backs, with sniper rifles, automatic rifles, ghillie suits, night vision goggles, backpacks, and all sorts of equipment typical of professional snipers laid out in front of them.

There were paratrooper assault vehicles, off-road vehicles, and even two helicopters parked in the distance.

"My goodness! Could it be that we're on a mission? An airplane! It's an airplane! I've missed you so much, baby!" Song Kaifei's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Xu Tianlong glanced over, especially when he saw Feng Yuxiu walking over from a distance. "My goodness, this doesn't seem like it. Look, Wanren Di is back. What kind of person would let him participate? Be careful."

He Chenguang took a deep breath. During the month that Feng Yuxiu was away, he had been the center of attention. Now that he was back, He Chenguang felt a surge of resentment.

Chen Shanming nodded to Feng Yuxiu, then turned to look at the group of rookies.

Fan Tianlei walked over yawning, playing with a deck of cards and smiling. "Gentlemen," he said, "this past month has been all about training and putting you under pressure. I don't think that's good. People can't always be oppressed. Today, I'm going to let you play something fun."

"How do you play? It's very simple. This game is called the Hunting Game."

"See the playing cards in my hand? Draw lots for life and death. The Jokers are the prey, and the rest are the hunters. The prey only has two legs, and the hunters... see the tools around here? Use them as you like."

"Mission requirements: Free infiltration and firing within a 20-square-kilometer area. The game ends when one side is completely wiped out. If the prey is still alive within 24 hours, the hunter fails."

"Of course, I just decided to add something on the spur of the moment."

Fan Tianlei smiled and pulled out an advertising board. "Besides the hunter and the prey, there's also a butcher. The butcher is still a tool just like the prey. The butcher's task is to start hunting eight hours after you set off. Both hunters and prey can be hunted out."

Wang Yanbing counted on his fingers, "This is a 2v15v1 situation. Damn, isn't that butcher asking for death? One person against seventeen people."

Xu Tianlong analyzed, "The hunter and prey can cooperate to take down the butcher first; the final battle should be between the hunter and the prey."

Fan Tianlei, still smiling, turned and handed the billboard to Feng Yuxiu, "I'll reserve this butcher for now."

The seventeen newbies were immediately dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)