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

Chapter 392 Gao Cheng's Fury, Yuan Lang's Analysis and Mission
In a small European country, in a cold office, Polar Bear tapped his fingertips on the table. "Scorpion's team is all dead. We need to form a new one."

The subordinate bowed his head: "Yes, Polar Bear. This is a major blow to the company."

The polar bear suddenly chuckled and glanced at him: "So, you're saying this because you already knew what was going on?"

A subordinate handed him a photograph.

The polar bear took it, and its pupils constricted when it saw who was on it: "Chachai?"

"He was the first one to be searched in the database using the filtering criteria."

“He was once our assassination target.”

"With Shang Ming dead, that contract is already a worthless piece of paper."

The polar bear twirled the edge of the photo between his fingers, his brows furrowed: "Recruit him? He's a tough nut to crack."

“Even the hardest bone has cracks.” The subordinate handed over another photo—in the picture, a woman was holding a baby girl, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and the sunlight fell on their hair, so warm it was almost blinding.

The polar bear stared at the photo, asking, "Where is he?"

"Training ground in the Brazilian capital. Our people are already in action."

He tossed the photo back, raised his chin, and smiled, "Go do it."

"Understood." The subordinate turned around with a smile, but the moment the door closed, the smile on the polar bear's face vanished completely, leaving only a deep calculation in his eyes.

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The polar bear took out a photo from the drawer; it showed Feng Yuxiu walking in Wang Yadong's residential area.

Another photo shows Li Xuanxuan entering and leaving the military camp.

"This is truly the strongest mercenary prospect. If someone like him could work for the company, I would become the chairman of the board sooner or later. This kind of person is even more formidable than Crazy Mike."

The polar bear slowly pressed Feng Yuxiu's photo against its face. "Ah... what an exciting talent! What's his weakness? This female major? Sooner or later, I'll get him!"

Polar Bear Company had long been eyeing Feng Yuxiu, but they couldn't kidnap him because of his skills.

In addition to Scorpion, the attack on Warrior Academy also involved sending the company's absolute ace, Crazy Mike, to capture Feng Yuxiu.

But the accident at the villa and Stark's support left Crazy Mike at a loss.

This was the only chance to get close to Feng Yuxiu, what a pity...

"No rush, it's bound to happen sooner or later. Men all have weaknesses, and women are often their biggest vulnerability. I have the time!"

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In the jungles of Southeast Asia, the scorching sun wilts the leaves of the trees.

A dozen special forces soldiers rolled around in the mud, while Chachai lay prone under the camouflage net, his sniper rifle steadily resting on his shoulder.

"Bang!" The bullseye exploded in the distance, revealing another bullseye.

Just as Chacchai got up, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"Hey?"

A strange, hoarse voice came through the receiver: "If you want to save your family, then shut up."

"Who are you?" Chatchai's hand clenched instantly.

"Identity doesn't matter, what matters is—your wife and children are in my hands."

Chachai scoffed: "I've seen this kind of threat many times."

"Yes, he is a hero after all." The other person's tone was sarcastic. "You're telling me your family is under the protection of the state?"

"Save us! Chatchai!" His wife's terrified cry suddenly rang out, and Chatchai's blood rushed to his head.

He growled, "What do you want?"

"Kill the first person you see."

Chachai was struck dumb: "What did you say?"

"If you want them to live, do as I say."

"I can not do it!"

"Either take action, or wait to collect the corpses."

Sweat trickled down Chachai's forehead and into his eyes, stinging painfully.

Just then, a young soldier ran over, stood at attention, and saluted: "Good morning, Second Lieutenant!"

Chachai suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot.

The next second, he struck with lightning speed, his arm gripping the soldier's neck. With a soft "crack," the soldier's body went limp.

"Very good." The voice on the other end of the line sounded satisfied. "Looks like we have something to talk about."

"What exactly do you want?" Chatchai's voice trembled, it was hard to tell whether it was anger or fear.

"Cooperation. Face-to-face meeting. We are a mercenary company."

"Dream on! I'd rather die than be a mercenary!"

"You have no choice." The other person's voice suddenly turned cold. "Your hands are stained with the blood of your own people. In a few minutes, your comrades will be hunting you down as a traitor. Now, go to this place..."

In the dense forest, Chachai ran wildly as if he were a madman.

Behind me came the roars of my comrades and the barking of the wolfhounds, and bullets whizzed past my ears.

He rushed to the beach, where a motorboat was sputtering.

The moment he jumped, he saw the gunman raise his gun to aim at the pursuers and yell, "Don't kill them!"

"You've already made a move, what are you pretending to be a saint for?" The gunman shoved him aside, and the people next to him immediately pinned him down.

The speedboat sped away, when suddenly a loud explosion came from behind—a wall of fire rose on the beach, and screams mixed with the sound of the explosion assaulted Chatchai's ears. He stared at the flames, his nails digging deep into his palms.

On the high seas, the cargo ship resembled a silent behemoth in the night.

Blindfolded Chatchai was shoved and thrown into the cabin, his hood ripped off.

In the glaring light, the polar bear held a wine glass, smiling like an old fox: "Warrior Chatchai, I've heard so much about you."

"You warmonger!" Chatchai suddenly stood up, but was held down firmly by the people next to him.

"Don't get excited." The polar bear swirled his glass, the scarlet liquid curving along the rim. "Second Lieutenant in the Army, ace sniper in the Special Forces, the number one warrior in Southeast Asia—your resume is enough to scare away a lot of people."

"I will not stoop to your level!"

“You have no choice.” The polar bear’s smile vanished. “You killed your own men, and the country won’t forgive you. If you don’t cooperate, your family won’t survive either.”

Chachai's chest heaved violently, his eyes blazing with fury: "I don't want your money!"

"This money can keep your wife and children alive, let them live in a big house, eat well and dress well." The polar bear squatted down, his voice extremely low, "The stability you can't buy with loyalty, I can give."

"You are not qualified to mention soldiers!"

The polar bear shrugged and gestured to the side.

A laptop is opened, and on the screen, a wife and daughter are tied to a chair, while a masked man slowly approaches, holding a knife.

"No—!" Chatchai screamed, his eyes bloodshot, as he struggled and roared, "Stop! I promise you! I promise you!"

The polar bear stood up, looked down at him, and a cold smile curled at the corner of its mouth.

"Don't worry, your family will be relocated to other countries, where they will be well taken care of. You can't go back now; in your country, you've become their number one target."

Hearing the polar bear's confident threat, Chatchai looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Is this how your company recruits these mercenaries?"

Some of the mercenaries standing on the deck avoided eye contact, while others wore cold smiles.

"Not entirely, after all, money is a very tempting thing."

The polar bear clapped its hands, and a woman with a perfect figure and an absolutely beautiful face walked over.

"Let me introduce you, Monica Bellucci, the famous superstar, who is now yours to enjoy."

"Enjoy it... Hahahaha..." The polar bear waved and turned to leave, while Monica helped Chatchai up and headed towards the cabin.

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"Where is he? Gong Jian, you've lost him?! Huh?! Tell me!"

At the Red Cell Base, Fan Tianlei trembled, his gaze fixed on Gong Jian, the rage in his eyes almost consuming him!
"Chief of Staff, with General Wen's cooperation with the Warrior Academy's investigation, none of our personnel were found among the pile of corpses," Gong Jian reported.

"So he's gone missing? No, if he's that skilled, no one could stop him if he didn't die. Why didn't he return to Warrior Academy?"

"Unless they were kidnapped?" Gong Jian echoed.

Fan Tianlei suddenly looked up. "I remembered the information from before. Most of the mercenaries of the Polar Bear Company were kidnapped by them after threatening their families. In other words, their killing of Chachai was a pretext; their real purpose was to kidnap Feng Yuxiu."

Gong Jian was stunned. "Chief of Staff, is that even possible?"

"Chief of Staff, something's happened!" Chen Shanming rushed in from outside.

"According to international information, Chatchai's entire family has disappeared, and Chatchai suddenly killed his subordinates at the military base."

Fan Tianlei's expression was solemn. "This is how Polar Bear Company operates. Chatchai had absolutely no choice. Just like I was back then, but I chose the right direction."

"This matter must be carried out in secret, but the people in the Central Theater Command will definitely know about it, after all, Feng Yuxiu is one of their people."

"This is a huge problem."

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"Captain, we have orders from above to go to the military region immediately," Qi Huan shouted as he rushed in from outside.

Yuan Lang frowned. "The exercise is over, and the summary has been submitted. Is there anything else?"

"Qi Huan, you continue training with Wu Zhecheng and the others."

"Yes, Captain!"

Yuan Lang got out of the car, where the driver was already waiting.

Rumble!
After getting in the car, it suddenly shook a few times.

"Sir, it seems like there's something wrong with the engine of this car... That shouldn't be the case, we just checked it and it was fine." The driver was sweating profusely.

Yuan Lang got out of the car with a calm expression, and the driver hurriedly rushed to the garage to get another car.

After the car left the military region gate and drove along the mountain road, the cold and gloomy weather made Yuan Lang, who was usually hot-tempered, a little irritable.

"hurry up!"

The driver stepped on the gas and headed straight for the General Hospital of the Military Region.

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"Commander, what do you mean by this? Sacrifice is sacrifice, what do you mean by missing? How can such a grown person just disappear?" Yuan Lang's voice drowned out the standard version of the phrase "silent clamor".

The officer with the gold star shoulder insignia stared at Yuan Lang. "Didn't I make myself clear? The body hasn't been found. How to find it is the task I've assigned to you. Remember, he's already assigned several key personnel from the Ministry of National Defense to focus on this. This is a model insignia of our army; you must find it for me."

Yuan Lang forcibly suppressed his inner turmoil, "Yes, sir."

As soon as I stepped out of the gate, a beautiful figure rushed past.

Yuan Lang recognized the figure; it was Li Xuanxuan. In such a short time, she had been promoted to lieutenant colonel.

Sure enough, this background is incredibly powerful.

Inside the car, Yuan Lang smoked a cigarette, staring blankly at the armored vehicle in the distance.

The driver waited quietly for Yuan Lang's orders.

The silence lasted for half an hour before Yuan Lang looked up and said, "Go to the reconnaissance battalion of the 702nd Regiment."

He had promised Gao Cheng that he would take good care of his most trusted soldier, but now the man had disappeared.

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"boom!"

The door to the deputy battalion commander's office was slammed against the wall.

The officers in the corridor glanced at him in astonishment, then turned and left.

"Hehehe..."

Gao Cheng grabbed Yuan Lang by the neck and pinned him against the wall. "Huh? Yuan Lang, is this how you abandoned my soldiers?"

“Deputy Battalion Commander Gao, don’t be foolish. He’s just missing, not killed. I can find him.”

"Bullshit! Do you even know how big this world is? Huh? How are you supposed to find it if it's just thrown in some random corner? I'm going to act recklessly today. If you don't give me an explanation, you're not leaving this room today!"

Looking at Gao Cheng's furious, almost irrational eyes, Yuan Lang was speechless.

This son of a general is still so impulsive, giving you absolutely no chance to react.

"That's why I came to you. You know his abilities; no one in this world could kidnap him silently. So this matter is very suspicious. Can you release me first?"

Gao Cheng slowly released Yuan Lang, his gaze still fixed on him.

"Cough cough..." Yuan Lang rubbed his neck and sat down in the chair. "Are you planning to stand and discuss this with me, or do you want to have a proper discussion?"

Gao Cheng kicked the stool over and plopped down on the table, looking down at Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang was silent for a moment before speaking, "According to the information, there were only two women who were killed there. It seems that Xu Sanduo encountered a brief but intense battle when he came out, which ended with him killing the two women."

"So here's the problem: there was no explosion, and no signs of gunfire."

Of course, unless someone covered it all up, then kidnapping you is fine with me, but kidnapping him? That would be extremely difficult.

Gao Cheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Go on."

Seeing that Gao Cheng had taken it to heart, Yuan Lang smiled and said, "So I guess Xu Sanduo must have discovered something and then took the initiative to give chase."

Gao Cheng was taken aback. "He left without permission to do his own thing. Who in this world could make him have such an impulse?"

In an instant, Gao Cheng and Yuan Lang exchanged a glance and simultaneously uttered the same name:
"Scorpion!"

"So, he must have discovered the scorpion, which is why he abandoned all principles to chase after it," Yuan Lang analyzed in a deep voice.

Gao Cheng got off the table, stood by the window, and took a deep drag on his cigarette. "This is..."

"Pursue the enemy leader!" Yuan Lang quickly stood up, interrupting Gao Cheng's next words, and added.

Gao Cheng instantly realized, "Right, right, we're chasing the enemy leader..."

"So this matter is easy to handle. I need to go to the Eastern Theater Command. This is also a task assigned to me by my superiors."

Yuan Lang stood up and looked at Gao Cheng, "Don't be impulsive. This mission wasn't assigned to you, so it has nothing to do with you."

Gao Cheng tossed a cigarette to Yuan Lang, who caught it instinctively.

Gao Cheng spoke seriously, enunciating each word clearly, "Bring him back!"

"Yes, I'll be going now."

Yuan Lang turned and left.

Gao Cheng squatted on the ground, smoking one cigarette after another, the voice echoing in his mind.

"Company commander, the Sixth Company has embezzled our food. I'll take care of the Sixth Company."

"Company commander, I did it again."

"Company commander, I'm fine, but their men have been laid down."

This soldier's personality was practically a carbon copy of Gao Cheng's; his affection for him surpassed that for any soldier he had ever led.

Even Shi Jin and Wu Liuyi are not as good as him.

(End of this chapter)