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Chapter 215 A true man should line up for inspection on Chang'an Avenue! Even the dragons are no match for us! (Please subscribe)

The Dayun heavy truck roared past on the newly built, flat grassland highway, kicking up a cloud of dust.

On the roadside, a German man parked his mountain bike steadily and leisurely brewed black tea from the East on a portable stove, his eyes following the departing truck.

"The sixty-seventh vehicle, still fully loaded!"

He muttered to himself, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips.

"Probably just some useless stones and dirt again."

He took out his phone and skillfully and quickly recorded the vehicle schedules and loads!
It was then sent out via a self-destructing message software.

A moment later, a smiling reply popped up.

It's a fist emoji with the American flag on it!
I'm a regular customer.

He put his phone back in his pocket with satisfaction.

This phase of the operation has concluded.

He probably got five thousand dollars this time, right?
Earning five thousand dollars a day, awesome!
Relax and enjoy yourself!

The young man's face regained the bright smile that a cross-border tourist should have. He finished his tea, tidied up his professional cycling gear, and pedaled toward the outline of the new Zhuhe Grassland City in the distance.

In the era of internet traffic, people like him are not surprising at all.

Southeast University built a new city out of thin air on the grassland, and the subsequent investment was astronomical.

As soon as the news was announced, flies from all over the world, drawn by its scent, flocked to the site.

To ensure order in the new town and to showcase the impressive infrastructure of Southeast University, outsiders must register before entering.

He has now successfully signed up for the official tour of Zhuhe Grassland. He will follow the tour guide, take some innocuous videos and photos, make up some stories, and send them back, which will be another source of income.

Compared to his fellow Japanese and Korean travelers who obey their fathers' orders with fervor, he, as a travel blogger, earns a decent living, has an easy job, and doesn't have to touch those dangerous, core areas.

Just do a shoddy job and get it over with.

With a salary of a few thousand dollars, there's no need to work so hard.

Shortly after the young German man left humming a song, an ultra-wide-angle drone, hovering thousands of meters above the empty blue sky above him, took another panoramic photo.

After confirming that no one was lingering in the target area, the AI ​​early warning algorithm immediately packaged and sent the other party's departure trajectory and final destination back to the Zhuhe Intelligence Processing Center.

"Today, foreign national D-013 is entering sensitive area A-3. We request that plainclothes officers be arranged to follow him."

"Dispatch center received, is assigning tasks."

"Team C received. Personnel are en route and are expected to make contact with the target in three minutes."

"The operation has been dispatched!"

Inside the command center, Li Weiguo held a thermos cup filled with Biluochun tea, took a slow sip, and looked at the well-organized dispatch information on the big screen with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

These flies won't kill you, but their buzzing is really annoying. If they manage to bite open a wound and cause infection and suppuration, that would be a real problem.

The young pioneers on the front lines of the new world are risking their lives for the future, while those of us in the rear must take care of our homes and prevent any trouble from breaking out in the front yard.

Just as Li Weiguo put down his cup, the alarm on his phone went off.

It's time for a collective commendation ceremony for oil workers.

He got up and walked out of the office, and Wang Kaixuan, clutching a tablet computer, immediately jogged after him, his steps hurried.

"General Manager Li, the internal commendation ceremony for oil workers is complete and will begin in fifteen minutes. This is the list of workers and groups who made outstanding contributions this time, along with a brief report on their glorious deeds!"

Li Weiguo took the tablet and nodded: "Okay, I'll watch it again on the way!"

As soon as I went downstairs, an open-top sightseeing vehicle was already waiting at the door.

The civilian-clad orderly started the vehicle and drove smoothly toward the location of the commendation ceremony.

Li Weiguo scrolled through the screen, his gaze landing on a document that highlighted the workers' contributions.

[Far Northern Mining Team]

"During a critical drilling period in another world, a savage undead calamity struck. Led by Dong Jiankang, the entire team of twenty-four used various weapons to repel the attacking undead calamity. Subsequently, Peng Daqing led the team... several days later... after many battles... they finally succeeded in extracting oil and saving equipment worth hundreds of millions of yuan..."

Li Weiguo's fingertip paused briefly on the name Dong Jiankang before he accessed the information and viewed the individual photos of these meritorious workers to reinforce his memory and ensure that he wouldn't make a mistake by mistaking someone else!

Although he trusted his memory, he had seen these people several times before.

However, for formal occasions, thorough preparation is essential!

One kilometer away, in the hall of a temporarily converted commendation center, the atmosphere was lively, with dozens of people chatting enthusiastically.

Peng Daqing tugged at the collar of his brand-new work clothes. The fabric was rubbing against his neck, making him feel a little itchy and uncomfortable.

The newly changed clothes were too clean, with not a trace of engine oil smell, which made him feel uneasy.

"Han Linchuan, come here and take another look at me! Is my smile perfect? ​​Bright and radiant?" He lowered his voice and nudged Han Linchuan beside him with his elbow. "I've been smiling so much these past few days that my cheeks are almost cramping up. It's more tiring than when I was digging for oil in another world and encountered undead skeletons."

Han Linchuan gave a wry smile and stretched his stiff facial muscles.

"That's enough. Our weathered faces will never turn us into pretty boys no matter how much we smile! You want to be as good-looking as Ruby Lin?"

"puff!"

A young technician next to him almost burst out laughing, but quickly held it back, his face turning bright red.

A suppressed chuckle echoed through the hall.

Han Linchuan, who already had short hair but was strong and had even grown a slight beard, gritted his teeth and glared at the technician when he heard this.

"Kid, when you get back another day, you'd better write me a 1-word reflection from memory!"

"Oh? Deputy group leader, I was wrong. Please don't make me write a reflection, okay?"

"Deputy head?"

"No, team leader, team leader! Um... I've been having hand cramps lately, I'm mentally exhausted, my body is churning and I'm even breathing out gas. Team leader, have mercy, have mercy!"

"hey-hey……"

"Hey, there's some noise outside. Everyone be careful!"

The previously boisterous oil workers immediately fell silent and began to form a more loosely spaced line.

These past few days, the people in the oil industry have been on vacation, and the subsequent experiences are truly complicated.

Full of drama.

For them, it was even more exhausting than carrying a shotgun to shoot skeletons in the far north while building a production line in the wind and snow.

These heroes who had just returned from another world became the most sought-after props!
Yes, props!
Cooperating with photoshoots and interviews, reciting scripts in front of the camera, and changing poses eight times a day to take photos with the equipment.

"Use it to the extreme as long as it's not scrapped!"

This joke became their common saying in private.

Fortunately, they all knew that the organization was good to them.

The extra effort we're putting in now is simply to better record everyone's contributions.

Moreover, some information cannot be disclosed to people who cannot be trusted, and some information must even be kept for decades.

Perhaps they will be able to openly announce the news when they are in their seventies or eighties.

Just like an 85-year-old man who only revealed his identity when interviewed by passersby.

That's still lucky.

For the sake of secrecy and information security, this is the only way.

So everyone cherished that opportunity.

As the side door of the hall was pushed open and Li Weiguo's composed figure appeared, everyone instantly straightened their expressions to look serious.

The air in the entire hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Line up!"

The voice of one of the accompanying officers was clear and loud.

"Wow!"

Without any hesitation, dozens of people gathered almost simultaneously, then stood at attention, turned around, and aligned themselves.

The sound of leather boots hitting the ground was crisp and clean.

This isn't just a showy display from the training ground; it's an instinctive reaction forged into the bones by bullets, life, and sweat under the high-pressure environment of another world.

The lines are straight, as if cut by a knife.

The most elite oil workers at Dongda University!
Li Weiguo's gaze swept across the ranks, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Instead of immediately going to the front of the stage, he walked down the steps and stood at the very front of the line, just a few steps away from the workers in the first row.

"Take a break!"

He personally gave the commands, his voice gentle yet powerful.

"Comrades, I know that you have all worked hard these past few days taking photos, acting, and memorizing scripts."

Li Weiguo's first words warmed the hearts of Peng Daqing and other seasoned veterans.

The leader knows; he understands us!

"There are some formalities that must be done. I thank everyone again for their contributions!"

"However, we all know in our hearts that true achievements are not captured by cameras, but are earned by you in another world, with every hammer blow, every wrench, every drop of sweat, and every drop of blood, through hard work and dedication!"

Li Weiguo paused, his eyes sharpening: "The organization is keeping track of your debts, and the people are keeping track of your debts too! What you brought back is not just ordinary oil, but the energy lifeline that has been through so much trauma and will last for the next ten or twenty years! It is the source of our confidence to stand tall on the international stage!"

His voice was not loud, but every word was powerful and struck everyone's heart.

The hall was so quiet you could hear each other breathing, and many people's eyes were slightly red. The fatigue and awkwardness from the shoot vanished in that moment, replaced by an indescribable sense of pride.

"So, today's internal commendation is just an appetizer." Li Weiguo changed the subject, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

Everyone was stunned.

Appetizer?

Medals and bonuses—this is just the appetizer!
Seeing their puzzled expressions, Li Weiguo slowly opened his mouth and dropped a bombshell, word by word.

"I have received the latest notification from my superiors."

"The day when our oil pipelines are fully operational and the first batch of crude oil from another world is steadily injected into our strategic reserves..."

He paused deliberately, making everyone's hearts leap into their throats.

"Our top leaders will personally come to award you, these unsung heroes whose names cannot be revealed for the time being!"

"boom!"

A wave of disbelief swept through the crowd, only to be forcibly suppressed by iron discipline. Yet, everyone's chest heaved violently, and their eyes blazed with fervent light.

Awarded by a superior in person?

Peng Daqing felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a giant hand and then suddenly thrown into the clouds.

He subconsciously straightened his back, and at that moment, his brand-new, clean work clothes seemed to become the most glorious formal attire in the world.

Seeing the crowd's emotions completely stirred up, his smile deepened, but he didn't rush to speak, deliberately letting the fervent emotions ferment for a while.

Only when everyone's breathing became heavy did he continue slowly, "Of course, this is just the beginning! The other world is very important, extremely important to us!"

"When we are strong enough to reveal more of our trump cards on the international stage..."

Li Weiguo paused again, his gaze sharp as he swept over every face flushed with excitement.

"We will have the opportunity to invite you, wearing this work uniform, to Chang'an Avenue, to walk on that road that everyone is watching, and to be reviewed together!"

If the promise just now was a deep-sea bomb dropped into a lake, then Li Weiguo's next words were like detonating an entire volcano.

Chang'an Avenue?
review?
Upon hearing these two words, Peng Daqing's mind went blank for a moment, as if his brain had gone completely empty.

The entire hall was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The chests that were heaving with excitement just a moment ago seemed to have been paused, and everyone forgot how to breathe.

Go to that place... to be inspected?

Isn't that the supreme honor that belongs only to those upright soldiers holding steel guns, as seen on TV?
What are they?
They were a group of oil diggers, their hands covered in oil and their bodies reeking of sweat. How could they even imagine that place?

"Gudong."

Someone swallowed hard, their voice sounding unusually loud in the absolute silence.

Peng Daqing felt like a wooden man, his whole body stiff.

He subconsciously turned his eyes to look at Han Linchuan beside him.

Han Linchuan also had a look of utter disbelief, his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide open.

His usually weathered face was now filled with shock.

"Han...Han Linchuan?" Peng Daqing's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice dry as if sandpaper were rubbing together. "We didn't hear wrong, did we?"

"You heard me right!" Han Linchuan chuckled foolishly, his eyes fixed on Li Weiguo in front of him, his lips curving upwards, almost unable to suppress the smile.

Li Weiguo took in everyone's expressions and was very satisfied with the result.

That's the kind of profound, soul-stirring experience he wanted.

"What? You don't believe me? Workers aren't allowed on Chang'an Avenue?" Li Weiguo's voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of mockery. "Or do you think you're not qualified?"

No one dared to answer.

"I'm telling you, you deserve it! And you're the most deserving group of people in the world!" Li Weiguo suddenly raised his voice, "Although you've never worn military uniforms, your work clothes are your battle robes! You don't have steel guns in your hands, but your wrenches and drills are the weapons to defend the nation's energy lifeline!"

"When that day comes, walk there with your heads held high, wearing these uniforms! Let the whole world see what kind of backbone we, the oil workers of Dongda University, use to support the future of this country!"

"boom!"

The suppressed emotions finally exploded!
Peng Daqing felt a surge of heat rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

He seemed to already see that scene—

The wide Chang'an Avenue, countless cameras, the eyes of the world.

Wearing these neat overalls, they walked with incredibly firm steps across that sacred land.

A true man should be like this!

At this moment, all fatigue and grievances vanished.

Peng Daqing's eyes welled up with tears again, but he grinned and smiled silently.

As she laughed, two streams of hot tears slid down her cheeks.

He shoved Han Linchuan hard with his elbow, his voice thick with nasal tone and barely suppressed trembling.

"Old Han, if that really happens, then our lives... will have been worthwhile!"

Han Linchuan didn't speak, but nodded heavily, his red eyes reflecting the same light.

Looking at this group of tough men, Li Weiguo was filled with emotion.

He raised his hand and gently pressed down.

"Alright, now that we've talked about future glory, it's time to talk about the present."

His expression turned serious again.

"The completion of the entire pipeline is only the first step. The real test has just begun."

"Comrades, keep up the good work! The Party, the organization, and Min, the person behind us, are all watching you!"

Seeing the somewhat restrained expressions on everyone's faces, Li Weiguo knew that his presence would make them feel uncomfortable. He smiled and praised some people who had made outstanding contributions before leaving.

Let the young people have the rest of the cheers and jubilation.
-

In another world, a dragon scale-enhanced energy-absorbing room.

The room was brightly lit, and the walls were covered with energy patterns. At this moment, the energy patterns emitted a light that was invisible to humans.

Amidst a deep hum, Zhao Chong, shirtless, sat cross-legged in the center of the room. His eyes were tightly closed, his teeth clenched, and veins bulged on his forehead.

At this moment, every muscle in his body was trembling slightly, and the sweat that seeped out of his skin was evaporated by the invisible heat.

A violent torrent of energy was flowing through the patterns on his body, washing over his limbs and bones.

Sensors attached to his body transmit his physical condition back to the large screen behind him.

Zhao Chong was painstakingly guiding this power according to a breathing rhythm that combined ancient martial arts techniques with modern human science, allowing it to temper his meridians and cells.

At first it was hot, then it hurt.

Gradually, this turned into a pain that penetrated to the bone.

But at the end of the pain was the growth of bones, muscles, and even strength, though he knew these were illusions.

Because energy absorption and enhancement are not completed in an instant, but rather gradually increase.

But it was this very mentality that made him endure this increasingly inhuman torment.

Until he felt as if his body had turned into a water-filled balloon, about to burst.

The efficiency of that energy absorption also began to plummet.

The buzzing stopped abruptly, and the light on the wall began to dim.

Is today over?
A sense of unwillingness flashed through Zhao Chong's heart. He forced himself to perform another set of breathing exercises, trying to extract the last trace of residual energy particles from the air.

Click~
The door opened!

"Captain Zhao Chong, that's enough. Too much of a good thing is bad! It's time to replace him."

The silence was broken by the voices of the researchers.

Zhao Chong opened his eyes, obediently stood up, and let the staff who came in quickly remove the patches and sensors from his body.

After leaving the room, he looked down at his chest and arms and saw fine marks under his skin that looked as if they had been smeared with red paint.

That's an abnormal phenomenon caused by energy seeping into the body and causing problems with the capillaries.

"Phew, it's much lighter than last time, and I feel much stronger!" he muttered to himself.

"As the data model becomes more and more perfect, the process of your body absorbing energy particles will become more stable, and the side effects of bleeding will naturally be minimized."

A voice filled with laughter came from behind.

Zhao Chong looked up and saw Professor Deng Dakang walking over with a tablet computer in his hand.

"Zhao Chong, you won't have to lie there like dead dogs for two days anymore." Professor Deng said without looking up, scrolling through the data on the screen. "Get a good night's sleep tonight, and you'll be fine tomorrow! If you really want to talk about any aftereffects, it'll probably be similar to the side effects of getting cupping done at a public bathhouse."

Zhao Chong straightened his back and saluted sharply, feet together: "Professor Deng!"

"Alright, alright, don't give me that nonsense." Deng Dakang waved his hand, finally looking up from the tablet, his eyes gleaming behind his glasses. "Once your team is done, tell them to get some rest, there's a new mission coming up!"

new task!
These three words were like an electric current, instantly piercing Zhao Chong's nerves.

Just moments ago, my body and mind were slightly tired from the energy surge, but in an instant, they were as taut as a fully drawn bow.

"Professor Deng, please rest assured, we guarantee to complete the mission!" His voice was loud and clear, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Deng Dakang smiled, said nothing more, turned and walked into the dragon scale-like energy absorption room to talk to the warriors who were going to test and absorb energy.

Zhao Chong grinned, turned around, and strode towards the rest area.

For soldiers yearning for glory, what they fear most is not sacrifice, but the long wait.

During their recent leave, this elite special forces squadron did not want to return to the rear immediately.

Later, when the coastal defense of the new town of Ice River was underway, the elves suddenly unleashed the Nightmare of Ruins to attack. Although there was no battle there, they still suffered greatly.

Originally, their superiors had instructed them to conduct an exploration mission deep into the Devil's Sea. Zhao Chong and his warriors even followed Chief Jinhe and learned most of the survival skills of the Ice River Tribe in the ice and ocean of this other world.

Everyone was determined to venture into that unknown sea and tackle a tough challenge for the pioneering team.

Then... there is no more!
With data transmitted back by a large number of unmanned probes, the research team discovered that the level of danger lurking in the deep ocean was far higher than expected.

The existing equipment is estimated to be insufficient to cope with the dangers posed by the Devil's Sea!

The exploration mission, which was a foregone conclusion, was abruptly put on hold.

Even the most passionate enthusiasm must be temporarily doused with ice water and cooled down.

They were transported back to the back of the time portal to undergo physical enhancement.

It started as a test, but I felt unwell for the next few days and had to continue with the test.

During the test, it felt like being repeatedly roasted on a grill.

Although the feeling of being strengthened is great, this experience has made even the most rebellious soldier in the team become taciturn.

Now, it was all worth it.

Waiting is for a sharper blade.

Zhao Chong quickened his pace, eager to share the good news with his brothers.
-

On the other side, Deng Dakang walked out of the room.

Watching Zhao Chong's retreating figure, as if he wanted to stride back to the rest area, I lowered my head and swiped my fingertips across the tablet, bringing up the final data report that had just been generated.

The curves representing Zhao Chong's various bodily functions on the screen steadily rose, and all parameters were highlighted in green, indicating excellent performance.

But Deng Dakang's brows gradually furrowed into a knot.

"The marginal effect of increasing efficiency is still too obvious, and the body's self-protection mechanism limits the upper limit..." he muttered softly, his fingertip emphasizing a flattening curve. "It's still too slow! It's safe, but on the battlefield where there may be strange abilities in the future, will the enemy give you time to be safe?"

His eyes were filled with worry.

"Once this mission is over, let them make contact with that little guy, Ironhead! I wonder if it will cause a positive chain reaction!"

Once the idea popped into my head, it grew wildly like weeds.

Thinking about the special telepathic connection that Ming Yufei and the other two had established with the little dragon, and how they had begun to develop some immunity to the high temperatures, Deng Dakang pursed his lips.

If the little dragon can truly help humanity, based on his previous verifications, the speed at which human warriors are enhanced will probably no longer be a slow jog, but rather flying in rockets.

Thinking about the physical changes in the little dragon and the two warriors who might become dragon knights in the future, he thought of those warriors again.

"No, let's play it safe!"

Otherwise, the resistance would be too great.

Deng Dakang recalled how, during their recent conversation, he had acted too impulsively, and how the brigade commander and his men had glared at him.

"Professor Deng, I'll say it again, those are our soldiers! They are living, breathing people! Not lab rats in your laboratory!"

"What if something goes wrong when absorbing energy?"

"Professor Deng, you're the kind of mad scientist who's really something else. You've got a lot of dreams, but I won't use our soldiers' lives as your guinea pigs!"

"This is insane! Professor Deng, you make it sound so easy! What if the soldiers turn into monsters? Who will take responsibility? You?"

"What if the magical particles really are those things that infiltrate from the subspace? Don't be so radical!"

"We acknowledge your previous contributions, but the issues of genetics and human enhancement must be limited; any further radical actions are out of the question!"

One after another, problems with various safety hazards were brought up, leaving them breathless with pressure.

He understands the rigor of science, and he understands even more the responsibility for the lives of soldiers.

But he also knew that using the current rate of enhancement to deal with potential future crises was tantamount to using his own flesh and blood to fill a bottomless pit.

Sometimes, the most conservative and responsible choice is precisely the most dangerous.

"But we now have a complete advantage in terms of our steel might, so why do I always want to seize every minute?"

Deng Dakang pinched his hand hard, thinking about what had happened before, and cursed himself inwardly.

I unscrewed the thermos, and the bitter tea rolled down my throat, calming my restlessness.

The footsteps approached from afar, heavy and powerful; they were not Zhao Chong's group.

He looked up and saw a group of tall, burly men walking towards him.

The leader was very tall, and the scars on his face gave him a very intimidating look. He looked like someone not to be trifled with. He was one of the special forces soldiers led by Tu Ying.

Deng Dakang quickly concealed his anxiety, then put on a kind and friendly smile and took the initiative to greet him.

"Haha, Captain Tu is here? I've been waiting for you for ages!"

The butcher captain grinned widely, looking like a simple, honest farmer: "Professor Deng, we're late, sorry to have kept you waiting!"

"You're so good with words." Deng Dakang chuckled and patted Lao Tu's arm, which was as strong as a rock. "Everything is ready here today. We'll get some good stuff for your team's soldiers later."

The butcher and his team members burst into laughter.

Deng Dakang smiled, but his gaze lingered on the other person for a couple more seconds.

Zhao Chong and his group are like fine steel—sharp and resilient.

The Butcher Squad is pure heavy-handed, tough and ruthless.

He thought about the scores of the two teams and said with a smile, "Captain Butcher, I have some tasks to assign to you recently."

"Professor Deng, please give your instructions! Our superiors have ordered us to be ready to follow your orders at any time."

"Haha, don't worry about that yet. Captain Zhao Chong has been mentioning you guys a lot when he's been chatting with us lately!"

Tu Ying narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that Zhao Chong's special forces were a strong contender for first place.

"Captain Zhao Chong is nearby. I'll arrange for you to meet him later."

Tu Ying extended her hand and smiled, "Then thank you, Professor Deng, for the introduction!"

"Haha, okay, let's go, let's get a medical check-up first, and then try out the new thing our scientists are researching."

"Alright. I'll follow Professor Deng's instructions!"
-

As dawn broke, the shrill morning exercise bell shattered the tranquility of the base.

Zhao Chong suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze devoid of any sleepiness.

He nimbly rolled out of bed and, as if by muscle memory, began to tidy up his belongings, folding the quilt into neat, square blocks.

Another two minutes passed.

He dressed in his thicker clothes and led his squadron onto the training field.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

Amidst the unified chants, the team members ran in unison, maintaining the same pace.

Soon, with increased physical activity, they began to convert food and body fat into energy.

In a short while, sweat quickly soaked the back of the training uniform.

Just as the group rounded a bend, Xiao Zhou, sitting next to Zhao Chong, lowered his voice and nudged him lightly with his elbow.

"Captain, look over there."

Zhao Chong followed his gaze, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Not far away, another team was running towards them.

Their steps were equally powerful, but each step was like a heavy hammer slamming into the ground, carrying a savage force.

The leader had scars on his face, exuded a menacing aura, was very tall and as strong as a bear, and was none other than Tu Ying, the captain of the Butcher Squad.

Two elite special forces units unexpectedly met on the runway at dawn.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The two teams' eyes met in the air, without a word, their gazes filled with the most primal scrutiny and assessment.

Zhao Chong's gaze met the butcher's; one was like tempered steel, the other like an uncarved rock.

Almost simultaneously, the two nodded slightly to each other in perfect unison.

Zhao Chong smiled, and the butcher smiled too.

The two then passed each other without looking back.

The atmosphere in the team only became lively again when the two teams were a hundred meters apart.

"Damn it, why did the Butcher Squad get transferred here too?" Xiao Zhou couldn't help but curse. "Captain, I heard... they've surpassed our squad's internal points? Are these guys here to steal our missions?"

Upon hearing this, the breathing of the surrounding young team members immediately became heavier.

Points are their pride as ace players!

Which unit are you from?

Oh, so it's that unit that so-and-so... was always second-in-command!

"It definitely exceeded the limit." Zhao Chong's voice was flat, revealing no emotion. "Just recently!"

The group fell silent instantly, with only increasingly heavy breathing and pounding footsteps audible. An invisible pressure weighed on everyone's hearts.

Zhao Chong didn't turn around, but glanced at his teammates behind him out of the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth twitched upwards.

"But that's because we didn't carry out the mission, isn't it? What, you're still upset?"

No team member answered; most team members simply agreed.

"Gentlemen, I actually think Professor Deng also wants us to compete with each other," he said calmly. "And are you afraid? Only the sharpest knife can bite through the toughest bone."

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose.

"Train hard! This mission can only be ours!"

"Yes!"

The suppressed roars sped up the entire team's speed.

the other side.

One of the Butcher Squad members chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Captain, was that Zhao Chong's team just now? They looked pretty spirited, but they've become the second-in-command of the special forces!"

"Now we're number two, and we'll be number two forever."

"Our team is number one!"

"Gentlemen, this is only temporary!" The Butcher grinned, his laughter deep and resonant. "Never underestimate any friendly forces."

His smile faded, and his eyes sharpened.

"Those people who just passed by are both our comrades and our rivals! I think those scientists are trying to make us compete; they're thinking, whoever has the strongest fist will go!"

"We absolutely must seize this mission, and we can only succeed; failure is not an option!"

The butcher scanned his team members, his voice carrying a chilling undertone.

"If anyone dares to slack off at a crucial moment and mess this up, don't blame us for having to work overtime and practice extra!"

Upon hearing this, many soldiers immediately jolted and their steps became much more steady!

The butcher nodded in satisfaction as he observed their reactions.

He glanced back in the direction where Zhao Chong and the others had disappeared, his eyes filled with undisguised fighting spirit.

Zhao Chong, I've heard that you are skilled in mountain and southern jungle warfare, and have even trained in amphibious landing ship operations!

Although they weren't among the Jiaolong Commando Units that weren't dispatched, they are considered top-tier in the industry.

But this time, our forest warriors were able to earn the reputation of being the first special forces unit in the pioneering team.

We are the strongest!

Our comrades are the most formidable!
Thinking of this, Tu Ying's morale soared, and she increased the force with which she stomped her feet on the ground.

The invisible competition began the moment the first and second special forces met!

(End of this chapter)