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

Chapter 391 Leaving the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, Feng Yuxiu's Solo Killing Journey

"Why didn't you leave through the villa's main gate? That way, you wouldn't have been killed by those two women."

In the wilderness, Feng Yuxiu looked down at the tragically dead Wang Qingshan and spoke to himself.

"Do those two women have some kind of secret?"

Wang Qingshan could have easily left through the villa's main gate. If the two women ran away, so be it. Why did he follow them out?

Feng Yuxiu suddenly stopped and carried Wang Qingshan's body back.

He pulled a contract from the two dead young models, and Feng Yuxiu examined it carefully, his gaze gradually turning cold.

He carefully put the contract on his person, turned to look at Wang Qingshan, and said, "It seems I can't go back. Now is my best chance."

An outbreak buried a person; although they may not be able to be dug out, perhaps they could be, but that will take time.

His disappearance is entirely in line with common sense.

After a moment of silence, Feng Yuxiu threw Wang Qingshan's body off the cliff.

"Just consider it a sky burial for you. Although the traditional Chinese belief is that one should be buried in the ground for peace, you must agree with me for now."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu turned and left. He did not go in the direction of the villa, nor in the direction of the Warrior Academy.

Feng Yuxiu left, but he still had an exquisite military map in his arms.

A military map contained detailed descriptions of water sources, hills, and personnel, so he could easily leave the forest.

That contract was for the address of the Polar Bear Corporation, located on an island near the U.S. border.

Since Scorpion has escaped, he will return to the company sooner or later.

His mission was to find them and then kill them!
After leaving the jungle, Feng Yuxiu walked down the mountain and took a bag from the door of a farmer's house, putting all the weapons inside.

The address of Polar Bear Company is about 13,000 kilometers away from here, and it is separated by a region of Vietnam.

Therefore, this is a long revenge, and Feng Yuxiu's continued stay in the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade is no longer of any use.

He had been looking for an opportunity to leave the army and take revenge on his own.

Now, the opportunity has come.

This explosion could have been an excellent opportunity.

Moreover, leaving like this is actually not bad; he achieved a successful retirement.

Unless they discover themselves one day, which of course will take a very long time.

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"No more, all gone!"

Wang Yanbing knelt on the ground, staring at the villa that had been bombed into ruins. The mangled flesh inside indicated that there was no trace of any living person left.

Chen Shanming gritted his teeth, "He can't be dead! He must be alive!"

"Waiting for someone!"

Gong Jian silently stared at the villa. Such a large-scale explosion, and it happened in an instant, with all the surrounding windows sealed shut.

Since Feng Yuxiu didn't jump out of the window, he's most likely dead inside.

Physical strength is invincible, but even with invincible physical strength, one is still a carbon-based life form.

Any carbon-based life form would be certain to die if confronted with a heat bomb.

The Warrior Academy's reinforcements have finally arrived.

"Continue the search in the forest with the attack helicopters and find the scorpion!"

"Bring the tanks and loaders over! Dig up this villa!"

Everyone held their breath and waited.

Wang Yanbing and the others picked up their tools and began moving the rubble from the villa.

"How is Li Erniu?"

"I don't know. The plane took him to the hospital. I hope he can survive."

Wen Guoqiang and Stark came in person to look at the villa.

"Who among our people is still inside?" Wen Guoqiang asked anxiously.

"Report, Feng Yuxiu is inside, along with everyone from Shangming Group," Gong Jian reported, standing straight.

Wen Guoqiang's face turned ugly. "So, our undercover agent is also planted in there?"

"I don't know then." Gong Jian turned around and continued digging diligently.

Feng Yuxiu is of great concern to the military region leaders. If he really sacrifices himself here, how will they explain it when they go back?

How will the entire Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade be accounted for?

This is a completely unconventional elite soldier, a fierce man who can take down hundreds of special forces soldiers by himself.

He was a model representative of the military region, and if a model were to fall, it would certainly affect the morale of the military region.

The excavation lasted for two days. After the excavation was completed, no trace of Feng Yuxiu was found among the fragments of clothing and debris.

Wen Guoqiang stared at the debris in the ruins, "Tuna..."

His lips trembled as he turned to look at Wang Yanbing, who was still working tirelessly to dismantle the organization.

How should he talk to this child?

"Here! Here!!" a foreign soldier suddenly shouted.

Everyone rushed up, and a piece of steel bar from the ceiling was moved aside, revealing a dark underground passage inside.

"Go down and check! Be careful, there might be traps inside!" Stark roared.

The foreign soldier jumped down without hesitation.

"You all go down and check! I hope they're still alive!" Wen Guoqiang ordered.

When they emerged from the underground passage, they were surrounded by a desolate tropical jungle.

"Search around here!"

Half an hour later, Wen Guoqiang and Stark stood in front of the bodies of the two young models who had been shot dead.

"Someone escaped and then killed both of them... Where is that person? Were they kidnapped?"

Wen Guoqiang took a deep breath. "Go collect all the debris from the villa and analyze it. Hopefully, the tuna isn't in there. Since no camouflage clothing was found, Feng Yuxiu should still be alive."

Gong Jian was stunned for a moment, "President Wen..."

"They're still alive! He should have escaped, no, Tuna should have escaped too. They're both alive, and then they're being watched by something, definitely! Otherwise, why would there be a gunfight here?"

"Even if they came out alive, where are they now?"

Wen Guoqiang suddenly clapped his hands. "I once heard a rumor that the Polar Bear Company loves to turn its top talents to the enemy. They even turned their top soldiers against their own side. Back then, they spent several years kidnapping Fan Tianlei's wife and children to make him turn against them! This is their usual tactic."

They're still alive!

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The training camp at Warrior Academy ended with the destruction of the Shangming Group. Li Erniu survived after emergency treatment, but his right arm was ruined.

It takes a long time to recover and barely reach about half of the normal level.

Scorpion's shot shattered his bones.

After a three-day rest, the red blood cell team returned home.

Before parting, He Chenguang found Chachai and said, "You have to be careful. They might not let you go. Your country is too chaotic."

Chatchai revealed a confident smile, "If I can kill Shangming's father, I can kill them all! Don't worry, take care too!"

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three days later.

In a park in a small European country, Wang Yadong held his phone, his knuckles slightly white, and said in a very low voice: "White Shark, Phoenix is ​​here."

"Have we arrived?" The voice on the other end of the line was cold and hard, like metal.

"We've arrived. But we haven't seen any scorpions."

"As expected, he failed in South America."

"Down? Dead?" A barely perceptible tremor ran through Wang Yadong's voice.

"He didn't die, he escaped again—but his entire squad was wiped out."

"What happened? The entire team was reimbursed at once? Who did this?"

"Among the Chinese special forces soldiers who went to South America for training, he was the only one who ran away."

Wang Yadong's Adam's apple bobbed. "A clash between strong opponents... thankfully, Scorpion didn't die."

Why do we wish for him to live?

"If he's dead, what use is my undercover work? If he's alive, my storyline has value."

"To be honest, I'd rather he were dead—then you wouldn't have to linger on the brink of death."

"Stop talking." Wang Yadong closed his eyes. "I've already embarked on this path; there's no turning back. Has Scorpion gone back to the company?"

"No. Intelligence says he had a falling out with the polar bear. The polar bear decided to abandon him in South America like trash and leave him to his fate."

Wang Yadong let out a cold laugh: "Just as I expected. These bastards are always like this, throwing away useless cannon fodder at will. Now that Scorpion has crawled out alive, Polar Bear must be having trouble sleeping."

"Do you have an idea?"

“This is an opening.” Wang Yadong’s voice was even more urgent. “Scorpion is all alone now and definitely needs help. He hates those bastards from Polar Bear to the bone and will definitely want revenge. I can get close to them and help him bring down that lousy company—interpol has always wanted to figure out the company’s network, hasn’t it? Scorpion is a walking encyclopedia; he definitely has something on him.”

"Would Scorpion connect with the police?" Wen Guoqiang's voice was filled with doubt.

“Absolutely not,” Wang Yadong said firmly. “You won’t cooperate with him either. He has a mountain of blood on his hands, and surrendering would only mean certain death. For this kind of person, a suspended death sentence is harder to endure than execution; he’ll only go down a dark path. What I mean is, I’ll get close to him, extract the inside information from him, and help you take down this cancerous tumor. What Scorpion wants to do and what you want to do have collided this time.”

"confident?"

"If we find him, we'll be able to secure our position."

How do you find him?

“I have a way to contact him in case of emergency, so you don’t need to worry about it. White Shark, after this call, I’ll call you back at the agreed time.”

"Okay." The voice on the other end of the line paused. "Come back alive."

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In the early morning, the mountains and forests of Southeast Asia are immersed in tranquility, the thin mist has not yet dissipated, and the rice fields are tinged with a moist green.

Wearing traditional Jing ethnic clothing, Ah Hong was working at a bent-over position, her sleeves rolled up to her forearms, revealing her sun-tanned, wheat-colored skin.

When Ah Hong looked up, she froze—at the end of the field not far away, Scorpion stood there, his bluish-gray figure outlined in the morning light, staring intently at her.

The muddy water gurgled underfoot as Ah Hong stumbled and ran over along the ridges of the field. Before she could even steady herself, she hugged him tightly. Overwhelmed by a surge of pent-up longing and sudden joy, she cried, her body trembling: "I never expected... I never expected you to come..."

Scorpion's arm hung stiffly at first, then slowly wrapped around her, his voice hoarse as if covered by a layer of sand: "I have nowhere else to go." "Good man... I'm so glad you're here..." Ah Hong buried her face in his chest, tears soaking his clothes, "Don't leave again this time, I'll never leave you again..."

Scorpion held her, his chin resting on the top of her head. He didn't speak, but his eyes were filled with an intense, unyielding hatred, like a hidden reef in a deep pool.

Ah Hong led Scorpion to a bamboo house covered in vines, its bamboo walls crumbling and dilapidated. "This is my old family home, no one has lived here for a long time. If you don't want to see anyone, stay here for now. If you need anything, I'll go to town to buy it; just let me know."

"No need, I brought everything." Scorpion looked at her with a complicated expression. "Thanks, Ah Hong."

"Why are you thanking me?" Ah Hong pushed open the door, and cobwebs fell with a thud. The dust made her cough twice. "I'm sorry you had to go through all this trouble, having to find this place..."

“It’s good.” Scorpion stepped inside, looked around at the dusty beams and pillars, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. “I’ve spent whole nights curled up in the wild forest. For an old soldier like me, this is a mansion.”

"Then... have you seen your family?" Ah Hong squatted down to pick up the broken bamboo pieces on the ground.

Scorpion shook his head: "We can't go, it will implicate them."

"I understand..."

"They won't guess I'll come looking for you, you're safe."

Ah Hong put down her work, reached out and touched his cheek. The warmth of her palm made Scorpion tremble slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about? What have I ever been afraid of?"

Scorpion grasped her hand, his fingertips rough like sandpaper: "Then... I'll have to trouble you."

"What are you saying!" Ah Hong looked up at him, her eyes filled with a tenderness that could drown a person. "I'm your woman, have you forgotten?"

She suddenly threw herself into his arms, her voice trembling with tears: "I missed you..."

Scorpion's Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally tightened his arms, holding her firmly in his embrace.

The night was as deep as a piece of black jade, with only the chirping of insects flowing among the grass in the mountains and forests. The stars were adorning the velvety sky, so bright that you could see the light on each other's eyelashes.

A clean corner had been prepared in the bamboo house. Ah Hong nestled in Scorpion's arms, listening to the steady heartbeat in his chest, but she was wide awake: "What are you thinking about?"

"I risked my life for him, but he betrayed me." Scorpion's voice was as cold as ice.

"Who?"

"You don't recognize him? He's my former boss."

Ah Hong didn't ask any more questions, she just snuggled closer to him.

"I won't let him get away with this." Scorpion's eyes gleamed fiercely in the shadows, like an enraged wolf.

"Don't go, okay?" Ah Hong tightened her arms around him, almost digging into his flesh. "Life is so hard, can't you just let them forget about you?"

The scorpion chuckled softly, its laughter filled with bitterness: "You don't understand that hatred."

“I understand!” Ah Hong raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “Hatred will blind you! You’ve been through so much blood and fire for so many years, and you still want to throw your life away? How can you fight him all by yourself?”

She reached out and touched the scar on his brow bone. "Even if you kill him, can those brothers come back to life?"

"They've risked their lives with me for over a decade, they can't die in vain!" Scorpion's voice suddenly rose, his eyes bloodshot.

“Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished…” Ah Hong’s voice softened, carrying the Zen wisdom she had heard in the temple. “Master said that what can relieve hatred is never revenge, but your own willingness to let go.”

The scorpion remained silent, its knuckles clenched until they turned white.

"It's better for you to live well now than anything else." Ah Hong kissed his chin. "Hide, they won't be able to find you."

“Perhaps you are right…” Scorpion’s voice softened, but remained stubborn, “but our brothers cannot have died in vain.”

"Let's calm down for a few days before making a decision, okay?"

"I came to you to avoid the storm." Scorpion closed his eyes, his long eyelashes casting shadows beneath them. "I've thought it through, and I still need to go back."

Ah Hong's tears slid down silently, dripping onto the back of his hand, scalding hot.

She held him tightly, as if she wanted to meld him into her very bones.

Scorpion suddenly sat up, took out his phone and turned it on. The light from the screen reflected his astonished face—an unread email containing a string of random, coded numbers.

He stared at the numbers, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he held his breath.

"What's wrong?" Ah Hong sat up and saw his tightly pursed lips.

"You go to sleep, I'm going out for a bit." Scorpion got up and got out of bed, his back stretching long in the doorway.

Ah Hong watched him disappear into the night, and finally couldn't hold back anymore. She covered her mouth and cried silently.

The sea breeze carried a salty, fishy smell. Wang Yadong sat on the rocks, his phone pressed to his ear. Waves crashed against the rocks, splashing water that soaked his trouser legs. "Scorpion, I know it's you."

"Lynx?" Scorpion's voice was filled with incredulous excitement. "You weren't locked up?"

"Out."

"How did you get out? Are Chinese prisons so easy to escape from?"

“It wasn’t an escape, they let me out,” Wang Yadong said calmly. “They sent me to infiltrate your team.”

The scorpion paused, its breath catching in its throat. "What did you say?"

"My current identity is that of an undercover agent for the Chinese police."

"You dare say this to me?" Scorpion's voice suddenly turned cold. "You should know that I will kill you."

"If I didn't agree to this, how could I get out?" Wang Yadong chuckled. "Scorpion, we've worked together for so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

The scorpion fell silent; the sea breeze whistled through the receiver.

"Why should you believe me?" Wang Yadong retorted. "In this world, is there anyone else you can trust?"

"That's all." Scorpion's voice carried a deep-seated desolation.

“You may not believe me, I understand.” Wang Yadong’s voice deepened. “But I came out to help you. Turning yourself in would only result in life imprisonment, so I might as well go my own way.”

Where are your wife and children?

“The police won’t touch them; they follow the law.” Wang Yadong gazed at the churning Black Sea. “One day, I will be able to take them away.”

"You know everything about me?"

“Yes, I know everything.” Wang Yadong’s voice lowered. “Polar Bear sold you out, and all the brothers… are gone, leaving you all alone.”

Scorpion's knuckles turned white as he gripped the phone, and his fingertips went numb from the force.

"Where are you? I'm going to find you."

"You're an undercover agent, why should I tell you?"

"You can tell the difference between a real undercover agent and a fake one yourself." Wang Yadong's voice carried a certainty. "You're all alone now, you can't cause any trouble. Why would the police bother with this?"

The scorpion's shadow was nailed to the beach by the moonlight, motionless.

"I won't force you," Wang Yadong sighed. "I came to you to do my last bit of goodwill. If you don't accept it, I'll go my own way."

"Wait," Scorpion suddenly spoke, his voice filled with a desperate ruthlessness, "I trust you this time. I need help."

Where shall we meet?

“Read the secret code.” Scorpion gritted his teeth, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. “If you dare to play me, I’ll twist your head off.”

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Vietnam border.

After hiking for a week, Feng Yuxiu broke through the fog and reached the mountain stream.

"The week is finally over. Scorpion is Vietnamese, and Ah Hong, who was deported, is also Vietnamese. We might just bump into him here!"

Feng Yuxiu continued forward, carrying his weapon.

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In the jungle, Wang Yadong knelt on the ground, in front of him was a wild Buddha statue in a dilapidated temple. The wild Buddha had been neglected for many years, which made its face look somewhat terrifying and hateful.

A short while later, footsteps sounded behind Wang Yadong. He looked up and saw Ah Hong silently continue walking forward.

Wang Yadong stood up and followed Ah Hong out of the jungle.

In the distant swamp, Scorpion lay fully armed, watching Wang Yadong and Ah Hong walk past, his eyes fixed on the direction behind them.

After confirming that Wang Yadong was indeed alone, he put away his sniper rifle and walked over.

Ah Hong kept walking along the mountain path.

Wang Yadong gritted his teeth and stepped forward to block Ah Hong's path. "Where is Scorpion?!"

Ah Hong stammered, "I don't know what a scorpion is..."

Wang Yadong menacingly pulled out a dagger and held it to Ah Hong's neck, saying, "If you don't talk, I'll kill you!"

Suddenly, a figure slid down from the bushes beside him. Scorpion raised his sniper rifle and aimed it at Wang Yadong. "Lynx, are you looking for death?"

Wang Yadong raised his hands. "Scorpion, I've traveled thousands of miles to get here, and this is how you treat me?"

Scorpion sneered, "You think I believe you? You plan to be an openly known undercover agent, giving me no reason to doubt you, while actually providing intelligence information about me to the Chinese Public Security Bureau?"

“I know your personality. If you want to kill me, then shoot. Anyway, if I die here, I’ll just be a tree in Zefu’s land. I’ll just rot in the ground.” Wang Yadong said calmly.

Scorpion scoffed, "A provocation? You came all this way just to mess with me? Or what?"

"No, I'm doing this for a promise. You told me back then that we'd live and die together. Now you're all alone, you're no threat at all, and I could easily choose not to come and watch you get killed by the polar bear alone."

“But every night I think of the days we used to live. We lived in the mountains, we drank corpse water, and we went through life and death together. I don’t want you to die alone.”

Scorpion's lips moved slightly; clearly, he was a sentimental person, and Wang Yadong's words had struck a chord with him.

“My wife’s family doesn’t approve of my marriage to her; Chinese people wouldn’t accept someone like me.”

Scorpion lowered his gun and stared at Wang Yadong. "Why did they send you here as an undercover agent? Just to kill me?"

“No, you are no longer a threat. They want to use me to find the Polar Bear Company and take down this world-class drug cartel.”

Scorpion suddenly laughed and extended his right hand, "Welcome back to the team, my comrade."

Wang Yadong smiled and looked at Ah Hong, "And who is this?"

“My woman.” Scorpion hugged Ah Hong.

Wang Yadong laughed and said, "I thought you were not interested in women, but you actually broke your vow."

"Let's go back first. Let's plan how to take down the Polar Bear Company! I won't let this grudge go."

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Inside a farmhouse courtyard.

Looking at the distant villages and the surrounding villages with their distinctive names, Wang Yadong thought, "I never expected you to stay here. If it weren't for the war and the entanglements, this place would be such a beautiful sight."

"Yes, but now that I've become stubborn, I'm destined not to appreciate this scenery anymore."

"I have a suggestion for you. Since I'm an undercover agent, we can cooperate with the Chinese Public Security Bureau. We can use our intelligence to obtain their military power and take down the Polar Bear Company directly."

Scorpion paused, then stared at Wang Yadong. "No, this isn't why you came. You're not a pure human! Lynx, tell me, what is your real purpose in coming here?"

Wang Yadong sighed, "I still couldn't hide it from you. My wife is pregnant, and the police promised to give me a fee for being an informant."

"And then what? After Polar Bear Company collapses, you'll kill me to secure your wealth and glory in the next life? Isn't that what you came here for, Lynx?!"

Seeing the intense, unyielding coldness in Scorpion's eyes, Wang Yadong smiled. "If I were to kill you, I wouldn't have helped you last time. Wouldn't it have been better to just leave you on the beach to die?"

"Whether you believe me or not, I'm here. Scorpion, as a former comrade-in-arms, how long has it been since we fought side by side?" Wang Yadong stood up, walked to the door, and turned to look at Scorpion inside the room.

The scorpion laughed.

(End of this chapter)