signingbooks Chapter 1374: Test of Edge
Chapter 1374: Test of Edge
Under Chen Jun's unique training methods and pharmacological adjustments, the progress of over forty members of the "Sharp Knife" team was astonishing. In a short period of time, all of them successfully passed the training levels that had previously seemed insurmountable, achieving a huge leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.
Time slipped by, and another week passed. Everyone was amazed to discover a remarkable shift in their awareness. Now, even with their eyes closed, they could clearly sense the presence of small animals around them. This growing intensity marked the beginning of the long-desired "Jungle Ghost" skill. Everyone was filled with ecstasy; they had never imagined they would truly cultivate such a powerful war consciousness. Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, the next day's training program unexpectedly changed: camouflage training officially began.
Chen Jun imposed strict requirements on them: they must disguise themselves as part of the forest, blending seamlessly into the environment. If he caught them, they would be forced to run around the forest while shouting that they were worthless. Then, Chen Jun unreservedly began to teach them the ultimate art of camouflage. As a leading hacker, camouflage was his forte. Of course, Chen Jun's own physical attributes had surpassed the limits of the human body, giving him an even greater advantage in camouflage. For now, he was imparting theoretical knowledge to the team members; whether they could grasp the essence of it depended on their individual luck.
After the camouflage project lasted for a week, the one-month intensive training period quietly came to an end.
During this period, Yajieer teamed up with hacker agents to conduct an in-depth and detailed investigation of the surrounding neighbors with bad intentions.
That night, inside the room, Yajie was giving a detailed report to Chen Jun.
"Chief, the agents in Vietnam have reported that the leader of the local anti-Yan country forces is a guy named Awei. He was born in the Youth Army, is a veteran of Vietnam, and is also the core general of the current provocative faction. Currently, he serves as the commander of the North and controls hundreds of thousands of troops. This guy has extremely close ties with the United States and has been the most radical in the actions against us." Yajie'er looked serious and reported word by word.
"This Awei is essentially a terrorist. Over the years, he has repeatedly ordered his men to attack our fellow fishermen in our territorial waters. He even boasted that he wanted to wash away their maritime shame and lead South Vietnam to so-called 'greatness', and all this had to start with trampling on Yan Country." Yajie'er's eyes revealed anger and disgust.
"After the military's approval, our first priority is to eliminate this commander." Yajie'er handed Chen Jun the compiled materials. This was the result of a month's in-depth investigation, meticulously documenting Awei's entire history, from the moment he joined the army to his current status as a bald commander. Photos of him in various capacities were also included.
It has to be said that Yajie did an excellent job in conducting the survey with these hacker agents, and every detail was carefully considered. Chen Jun was very satisfied with this, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly, took the information and read it carefully.
Yajie frowned slightly and asked with some concern: "Chief, these people have only trained for a month, can they really do it? Commander Awei is surrounded by many powerful guards, and the South Vietnamese special forces should not be underestimated. They are still well-known internationally." Her concerns were not unreasonable. After all, these team members were a temporary spearhead force. Before coming, many of them lacked actual combat experience. Compared with the veterans of the hacker base, there was indeed a certain gap.
"The South Vietnamese special forces are not real special forces at all. At best, they are just special attack teams. They are only good at motorcycle stunts, but that is just a means to scare people. When they really get to the battlefield, they are not as powerful as imagined. I have fought with them, and compared with the special forces of the United States, the gap is not a little bit. It just so happens that I will use them this time to let these players see blood." Chen Jun said confidently, his eyes revealing his trust in the team members and disdain for the enemy.
Hearing Chen Jun's confident words, Yajie'er's worries were slightly relieved. She nodded and said, "In that case, I will go to South Vietnam first, make preparations in advance, and wait for you to take action." Yajie'er knew that she had a heavy responsibility and had to go there in advance to organize the agents there for joint action.
After saying that, Yajieer saluted Chen Jun with a standard military salute, then turned and left the room.
Chen Jun watched Yajie'er leave, closing his eyes slightly to rest. At the same time, he used his exceptional memory to deeply engrave all the information on the photos and documents in his hands into his mind.
"After this period of drug preparation and targeted training, their physical attributes have been significantly improved, and their war consciousness has been successfully stimulated. I guess they themselves could not imagine that they are so powerful now. Forget it, give them a day off today and don't make them work overtime." Chen Jun thought to himself. Considering that he would embark on a long journey tomorrow, he did not choose to stay up late. Instead, he closed his eyes and relaxed, and soon fell asleep.
That night, the camp was unusually quiet, and the familiar attack whistle did not sound as usual.
When dawn broke, the sharp knife members, who had slept through a full night for the first time, were stunned. "Holy shit! The whistle didn't blow!" They woke up feeling abandoned by the world, filled with confusion, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
"That's not right. We used to have whistles every night, but why aren't there any this time? Damn, we slept right through the morning..." The team members chatted with each other, their faces filled with fear. They were all too familiar with Chen Jun's training style. Normally, such quietness usually meant a storm was coming.
Zhang Tie rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Oh shit! This is definitely a force 17 typhoon. I don't know what crazy projects are waiting for us. This is the first time I've felt so relaxed in a month, and now I'm even more nervous."
"Based on the boss's character, he will definitely be beaten with sticks when we get out!" Another team member echoed.
At this moment, Chen Jun, standing outside the dormitory, heard all this talk clearly, and his face instantly darkened. Damn it, after spending a month together, in these people's minds, he had become the representative of the devil. In any case, he was not a good person.
"Everyone, come out here." Chen Jun roared in a low voice, his voice like a loud bell, echoing outside the dormitory.
The next moment, these normally disciplined team members burst out of their dormitories at breakneck speed. After a month of training, Chen Jun's orders had become ingrained into their DNA, like instinct. Especially after everyone had become noticeably stronger, their deep-seated admiration had made them regard Chen Jun as a god. However, this god was a bit "black"—in short, a "black-faced deity."
"Looking at you, it seems like you have all become masochists and have psychological persecution syndrome, right? Everyone has this problem, right? I'll give you 3 minutes. Get fully armed and set off immediately..." Chen Jun looked at the group of players in front of him and said unhappily.
Without hesitation, the group turned and dashed towards the weapons depot as soon as Chen Jun finished speaking, quickly arming themselves. In less than two minutes, everyone had returned to the assembly point. Without another word, Chen Jun waved his hand and led the team out.
A dark stone tablet stood quietly in the woods. This was the Yan Kingdom's border stone tablet, carrying a heavy burden of history. Countless ancestors had sacrificed their lives, shed their blood, and shed their very last drop of blood to ensure this boundary marker stood firmly there.
Each generation has its own mission. Obviously, those who are standing here at this moment are shouldering the sacred mission of protecting the motherland.
"I won't say anything else. The next task is to disguise and kill the enemy." Chen Jun's voice was low and powerful, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
"Oh my god, we killed the enemy..." Everyone's heart trembled. Although they had gone through a month of arduous preparation, when this moment finally arrived, the pressure on these special forces soldiers, most of whom had no actual combat experience, still surged like a tide. Of course, members like Zhang Tie from the armed police force, although they had some actual combat experience, the opportunities were rare, and they were also feeling very nervous at this moment.
Veterans are always full of awe for war. Although they are afraid of death, when the motherland and the people need them, they dare to face death and never retreat.
"real or fake?"
"I feel like this time it's for real, everyone must be mentally prepared."
"I've been preparing for a month. I think I'm mentally prepared. Even my swords are thirsty for power." Everyone murmured quietly as they quickly began to disguise themselves. Fortunately, after this period of near-brutal training, they had become accustomed to the pressure of facing death, and the tension quickly passed. Instead, a subtle anticipation took over, not the anticipation of death itself, but the desire to send the enemy to their doom. At the same time, they also wanted to take this opportunity to prove their strength. Every passionate man understands this feeling!
After the disguise was complete, Chen Jun ordered them to follow him closely. Soon, the team encountered a river. Without hesitation, everyone grabbed their weapons and began swimming across.
Just as I swam ashore, a dazzling light shone from the other side of the river like a sharp sword. It turned out to be an enemy patrol convoy.
"Blend into the forest!" Chen Jun ordered in a low and hurried voice.
The results of their diligent training were fully demonstrated at this moment. Following Chen Jun's orders, everyone quickly and orderly merged into the forest. Their movements were skillful and natural, as if they had merged with the jungle, each one like a true son of the jungle.
The patrol convoy slowly approached, followed by the roar of armored vehicles. The armored vehicles trembled as they crushed the ground, as if the earth were issuing a low warning. Such a steel behemoth would be extremely difficult for a single soldier to confront. As special forces, they were primarily tasked with infiltration and decapitation missions, with no need to engage the enemy head-on. They could only quietly wait for the convoy to pass.
"Hurry march!" After the patrol convoy finally passed, Chen Jun carefully scanned the faces of the men and was quite satisfied. He saw that no one looked overly nervous. Of course, there was some nervousness, but more of it was the fear of exposing their targets through mistakes and endangering their comrades.
When everyone emerged from hiding, the smiles on their faces turned confident. They thought, look, the enemy is right here, and they even managed to dodge the enemy patrol. What better way to prove our strength than this?
"Down here, you'll encounter the enemy at any moment." Chen Jun's words were like a gust of wind, instantly shattering the pride of these people like eggshells, forcing them back into a tense and serious state of battle...