Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1315 We'll Go With You

As the captain of the Ghost Squadron, Chen Jun possessed an incomparable wealth of experience and an extraordinary keen perception. In this slightly quiet air force base, the atmosphere was originally peaceful, but it became tense due to the sudden rise of Zhao Yiming's momentum. The fierce murderous aura spread like a turbulent undercurrent, instantly breaking the original tranquility.

Relying on his cheetah-like sixth sense, Chen Jun immediately noticed the unusual aura, and his eyes instantly became sharp and focused.

He is indeed a veteran soldier!

Even though they had been lurking in this remote base for so long, the vicissitudes of time had not dulled their sharp edge. Zhao Yiming and Li Tiangang, the two most powerful trump cards in the air force, still had a murderous intent that was as strong and hot as ever, without fading at all.

Chen Jun had a calm and composed smile on his face: "I am a young man after all. If you feel like it, it's fine for you to come together. Don't worry about the concerns of the elderly bullying the young."

Zhao Yiming was originally worried that his provocation would anger Chen Jun. After all, the other party was the captain of the army and his status and position were there.

Hearing Chen Jun's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with scrutiny and determination, as sharp as an eagle: "Commander, I want to test the true trump card of you, the captain of the army. If you are really as strong as the rumors say, then there is nothing to say. We will follow you to build the strongest paratrooper unit without hesitation. But if you don't have this strength, then I'm afraid we can only stay here."

"Okay, let's go together, don't waste time here." Chen Jun still smiled lightly, without any fear in his eyes, as if the challenge in front of him was just a relaxing game. His calmness made Zhao Yiming and Li Tiangang feel more curious and expectant about him.

Chen Jun's seemingly casual attitude was undoubtedly a provocation in the eyes of Li Tiangang, who had a strong sense of self-esteem.

His already fiery passion for fighting was instantly ignited, and he could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart. He took a step forward, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and said loudly: "Commander, I'm sorry!" His voice was full of fighting spirit, as if he wanted to release all the power that had been suppressed for many years at this moment.

Zhao Yiming and Li Tiangang, two old partners who have fought side by side for many years, have a tacit understanding between them. As soon as the words fell, the two of them rushed towards Chen Jun like tigers coming out of the mountains with an indomitable momentum. Their movements were swift and smooth, as if they had been rehearsed countless times, and their cooperation was seamless.

These two old paratroopers are not comparable to today's greenhouse pilots. They have experienced countless actual combat baptisms, shuttled through the hail of bullets, and their hands are stained with the blood of countless enemies. In their hearts, the battlefield is a place of life and death, where honor and mission are intertwined. Even if they say one more word of nonsense, they may fall into an irretrievable situation.

As soon as they made their move, they attacked Chen's army from both sides, intending to make Chen's army unable to defend itself and unable to cope with the attack.

Zhao Yiming's body was as fast as lightning, and his left fist, with a whistling sound, went straight to Chen Jun's face. The wind from the fist seemed to be able to tear the air apart. Li Tiangang followed him like a shadow, and his right palm was like a knife, cutting fiercely at Chen Jun's ribs. This blow contained the power of his years of hard training. If it hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even though Chen Jun's physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people, reaching seven times that of ordinary people, but facing this sudden and fierce attack, he could only choose to retreat and dodge for a while. His steps were steady and agile, and every step was just right. In the process of retreating, his eyes were always fixed on the movements of the two veterans, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Don't retreat if you dare..." Li Tiangang became more and more excited as the fight went on. At this moment, he completely forgot that the Chen Jun in front of him was a general.

His eyes were shining, and his fierce fist smashed towards Chen Jun's chin like a cannonball, with a whirring sound, fierce and fast. Each punch contained his persistence in fighting and his desire for victory. Zhao Yiming, who was standing next to him, stared at Chen Jun with a fierce look, like a cheetah ready to attack. As long as Chen Jun retreated again, he would seize the opportunity and give him a fatal blow.

However, just when everyone thought that Chen Jun would continue to retreat and dodge, he suddenly stopped as if his body was fixed, and he stood as steady as a mountain. His feet were like giant trees rooted in the earth, motionless, and he exuded a powerful aura. Then, he suddenly raised his fist and fiercely met Li Tiangang's right hook.

"Boom..."

A dull thud was heard, and the sound was particularly abrupt in the silent base, as if a bomb exploded in the air.

Zhao Yiming, the old ace codenamed "Falcon", instantly felt as if a heavy hammer hit his fist. The overwhelming force surged and shook his arm involuntarily, and a sharp pain came from his joints. This feeling was just like when he was accidentally hit by Li Tiangang's hammer while repairing an airplane. He couldn't help but gasp and a painful expression appeared on his face.

This power... What on earth is going on? Zhao Yiming was filled with shock. He never expected that the young army captain in front of him would have such a strong power. For a moment, he could no longer launch an attack. The pain in his arm slowed his movements.

At this time, the "Flying Shark" Li Tiangang, who was waiting for the opportunity, saw the opportunity and kicked Chen Jun like a gust of wind. This kick contained his years of skills, and the speed and power were so fast that it was frightening. If Chen Jun had been repelled by Zhao Yiming just now, he would definitely not be able to avoid this kick.

But Chen Jun stood there quietly, as if rooted in place, waiting for Li Tiangang's kick. When the fierce kick was about to hit him, Chen Jun suddenly flashed, his body like a drifting tank, instantly drifting into Li Tiangang's armpit, and then hit him with his right shoulder. This collision seemed simple, but it contained Chen Jun's precise grasp of strength and timing.

"Peng..."

Li Tiangang was hit hard on the shoulder blade and felt a huge force coming at him, as if he was hit hard by the violent motorcycle driven by Marquez. He flew backwards uncontrollably, drew an arc in the air, and fell heavily three meters away.

His body collided with the ground with a dull sound and raised a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, "Falcon" Zhao Yiming roared, and rushed towards Chen Jun desperately, with a fierce headbutt, smashing directly into Chen Jun's face. This position is extremely tricky, coupled with such a swift attack, if it hits hard, Chen Jun's end is probably extremely miserable, and this competition will be lost without suspense. Zhao Yiming has already put life and death aside at this moment, he just wants to use this full-strength attack to test Chen Jun's true strength.

At this time, Chen Jun had already quietly dispersed the hacker space, and the invisible aura was like a big net, firmly controlling all changes around. In this tense moment, he nodded secretly in his heart. In such a close distance and unable to change moves, using a headbutt attack is indeed the best choice. It can be seen that these two old paratroopers have indeed fought in the real battlefield. Their fighting skills do not have those fancy moves. Every move and every style is for only one purpose - killing the enemy.

However, this time Chen Jun did not dodge. His body, which had been strengthened more than ten times, stood firmly in place like a towering hill, allowing Zhao Yiming's headbutt to hit him hard.

With a dull "bang", Zhao Yiming felt as if his head had hit a piece of extremely hard iron. The huge recoil force made his head buzz, stars appeared in front of his eyes, and he was a little unstable.

His body swayed as he tried to steady himself, but the impact made his legs go weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Chen Jun still had a faint smile on his face, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, my body has been strengthened many times, and to some extent it is equivalent to practicing hard qigong." His tone was flat, as if it was just a trivial matter, but it caused a storm in Zhao Yiming and Li Tiangang's hearts.

"Fuck..." Zhao Yiming hadn't finished his complaints yet, and his head was still in a state of crashing, when Chen Jun firmly grasped his neck. Chen Jun's hand was like an iron clamp, with just the right amount of strength, allowing Zhao Yiming to feel his control without causing any substantial harm to him.

Then, Chen Jun smiled, let go of his hand, and stepped back a few steps. His movements were as fast as lightning, as if he had changed his position, which made Zhao Yiming, who was seeing stars, widen his eyes instantly. From Chen Jun's previous movements, he truly felt the threat of death. At that moment, if Chen Jun had used a little more force, with his strength and technique, his neck would probably have been broken in an instant, which means that he had brushed shoulders with death at that moment.

He never thought that after the two of them joined forces to attack, he would be "killed" so easily by Chen Jun in just three moves. While he was filled with shock and reluctance, he also had a new understanding of Chen Jun's strength.

On the other side, Li Tiangang, who had flown three meters away, struggled to stand up from the ground. Looking at his embarrassed appearance, the fall was really heavy. After all, he flew more than three meters in the air, and there was no professional force release when he landed. If he had not been well-trained and agile, he would have been seriously injured. His face was filled with pain, and the dust and sweat on his body mixed together, making him look particularly tired.

Standing up shakily, Li Tiangang waved his hands helplessly and said, "Let's stop fighting. Both of us together are no match for him." There was a hint of loneliness in his voice, as if he felt extremely sorry for the failure of himself and his comrades.

"It's a pity that you came more than ten years late. If we were ten years younger, it would not be so easy for you to beat us. At most, we would both be hurt. Now, time is not forgiving. My body is not as strong as before. No matter how fast my brain works, my body can't keep up." Li Tiangang said, sighing, his eyes full of sadness and emotion for the lost youth and past fighting power. His eyes revealed a kind of helplessness and vicissitudes, as if the former glory had gone away, leaving only the traces of time.

Zhao Yiming seemed more decisive. He rubbed his head which was still aching, looked at Chen Jun and said, "Commander, we lost. We keep our word and will follow you. In the future, no matter what you ask us to do, we will be unambiguous and will do our best." His eyes were full of determination. Although he had experienced failure, his soldier's dignity and commitment made him accept the result without hesitation and decide to follow Chen Jun.

Chen Jun nodded with satisfaction and looked at the two veterans sincerely: "Comrades veterans, in fact, the murderous aura and fighting spirit in you are still as strong as before. I can win this time, and I also have the advantage of being young and strong. However, I have a question to ask you." There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he was waiting for the two veterans to give an important answer.

"If one day you need to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, would you still dare to do it?"

"Why not?" Li Tiangang said firmly, with a fiery flame burning in his eyes. "For more than ten years, the passion in our hearts has never cooled. We have always been looking forward to the opportunity to step onto the battlefield again and kill the enemy to serve our country. As a professional soldier, dying in a fight with the enemy is our best destination. There is nothing to regret."

Chen Jun was silent, secretly feeling emotional. Li Tiangang's impulsive passion was really a bit like Xiaozhuang back then. Even though he had been frozen for more than ten years, it still couldn't cool his heart that was eager to fight.

Zhao Yiming also nodded vigorously and said, "Commander, we have been training here day after day for these years, and we are not training for fun. We have always been looking forward to returning to the battlefield one day. If you need us to kill the enemy, that would be great."

"That's good." Chen Jun's eyes flashed with relief. "Pack your luggage and follow me now. You don't have to worry about the follow-up work here."

So fast? Although the two veterans were a little surprised, they did not hesitate at all. They looked at each other with determination in their eyes, then turned around and packed their luggage.

With Chen Jun's identity and the authorization letter from Commander Ding, the subsequent handover work will naturally be properly handled by someone.

Not long after, in just five minutes, Li Tiangang and Zhao Yiming had packed up and walked out with their simple luggage. Their luggage was very light, just two old backpacks, which seemed to tell of their simple and pure military life.

Chen Jun looked at their two light backpacks and was a little surprised. They had been in the army for more than ten years, so how come they only had so little stuff? His eyes showed doubt and puzzlement.

"Are you surprised?" Zhao Yiming seemed to see Chen Jun's confusion and explained with a smile, "For us soldiers, the most precious thing is to protect the country and the people. All other personal belongings that can be thrown away or given away have been dealt with. The only things left are these light luggage, which makes it convenient to set off at any time."

Hearing this, Chen Jun was filled with respect. In them, he once again saw the shadow of his squad leader Shi Guo. When he was injured and retired, he also had only simple luggage, which was shockingly little.

In fact, as real soldiers, just as Lao Zhao said, the most valuable thing for them is the national property they protect in the army. This is a belief, and nothing else matters. In such a materialistic age, only the troops of Yan Country can see such pure spiritual pursuits. This is also the style left by the older generation of soldiers.

The life and death of the country is the most important, personal honor and disgrace is the least important!