the same time, he said to the man opposite him in a calm tone.The middle-aged man sitting opposite him was none other than Xu Chu, the national security officer Ye Fan had met this morning. He was in...The reason why Longteng December was able to achieve the myth of China's military soul is absolutely because they made outstanding contributions to the country.

They were able to complete the textbook-worthy South Vietnam campaign, a military feat in world history, as a team through close collaboration because these twelve individuals all possessed distinct and strong personalities.

It is precisely because they each maintain their distinct styles, yet can twist themselves into a cohesive unit in different postures, striving for the same goal and achieving the rare state of "unity in diversity" that they are invincible.

So, for the Long Teng Corps to rebuild a special force that can once again become the soul of the Chinese army, it must not erase the soldiers' individual personalities.

Unfortunately, for the past five to ten years, neither the commanders of the Dragon Fury Brigade nor high-ranking military officials realized this issue.

As a result, by the end, eight out of ten soldiers in the Long Teng unit had become like Jing Hongming, cold-blooded warriors.

A warrior lacking independent emotions is unlikely to achieve remarkable feats on the battlefield.

It's like twelve Jinghong being gathered together, their combined combat power definitely wouldn't be as high as the group of twelve individuals from Long Teng December.

One plus one may be greater than two, but one multiplied by two can only be two.

After years of setbacks, the Dragon Rising Unit finally discovered this issue and for the first time this year, they stopped limiting new recruits to only aspiring to be like certain idols.

The effect is very obvious.

Even the sheer number of personnel who passed the initial screening and training is staggering.

Seeing such initial results, the entire Dragon Soaring team was very confident in recreating the glory of December's Dragon Soaring.

This time, the selection competition for the virtual training ground did not set up any groups, but let everyone fight alone. The purpose is to further highlight the independent personality of the trainees.

Li Nanfang was unaware of the upper echelons' thoughts.

But he saw in the simple dog by his side a hint of the dragon-like majesty of the Bird People.

This dog has the ability to lie with its eyes wide open, comparable to any member of the former Longteng December.

If he didn't speak nonsense with his eyes open, how could he still be so arrogant after being taken down by Boss Li and say something like "no need to thank you"

As Li Nanfang was seething with anger after being ridiculed by the idiot dog, he had made up his mind for the twelfth time in his heart to restore his ability and as soon as possible turn the idiot dog into a real dead dog. Then, finally, the rain started to fall.

The cold rain stimulates the surface of the body, causing a drop in skin temperature. However, the accelerated blood circulation inside the body raises the internal temperature, countering the chill and thereby promoting the neutralization speed of medicinal herbs and snake venom.

In just a short hour, Li Nanfang and the silly dog had jointly restored their physical capacity.

Both individuals hesitated for no moment, realizing that the flow of energy in their bodies could be channeled into combat. In unison, they rose to their feet and assumed a fighting stance.

The standoff in the rain brought an added chill to the already plummeting temperature, making the atmosphere even more oppressive.

Just as this atmosphere had just formed, the silly dog suddenly spoke up, breaking the mood that the two of them had worked so hard to create.

"I can't beat you."

Speak the truth, you fool.

This finally brought Li Nanfang some comfort.

The problem is, after that stupid dog said that, it turned around and ran away. What's the point of that

At the very least, you should wait for Mr. Li to nod and give a condescending air of superiority before saying, "Today, I will let you off," only then would it be considered respectful.

Watching the foolish dog darting and weaving through the rainforest, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye, Li Nanfang hesitated for a moment before lifting his foot. He ultimately decided against chasing after it.

While others are desperate to stay, Li Nanfang only wants to come and go like a condiment.

It's not worth sacrificing someone else's hopes and dreams for a little face.

Then, Li Nanfang generously waved his hand forward and said, "This time I'll let you off."

Letting someone off the hook is like saving a life, and saving a life is doing a good deed.

Doing good deeds anonymously can make anyone feel happy.

Li Nanshan, feeling cheerful, turned and walked in another direction.

Just now, Li Nanshan's exchange with the fool made him realize that even if Shenzhe and others came to kill him, it wouldn't be a wise choice.

Although you can't truly die in this virtual training ground, the feeling of death is incredibly real.

Anyone who has personally experienced death will undoubtedly have an indelible psychological shadow left in their heart.

Leaving a lasting impression on others is what Mr. Li enjoys the most.

He couldn't be that selfless and allow others to serve as his shadow.

So, he decided to find a secluded place and take a good nap, sleeping through the virtual training ground selection competition.

As I recall, Instructor Gong mentioned that this selection race had a time limit, but how long it lasted, I can't remember at all.

In the jungle, identifying direction was child's play for Li Nanshan.

As he followed a tree trunk that had broken off at some unknown point, and realized his direction of travel was due south, he suddenly became aware that there was no point in continuing to walk in a straight line.

This is a training ground. You can't leave unless you die or reach the end.

Even if we confirm the direction, what can we do Can we follow a single line to walk all the way around the Earth

During his lonely and tedious journey, Li Nanfang set a small, personal goal for himself in order to give him something to keep going.

No matter the outcome, he had to find a gun before he was eliminated and put a bullet in the rat's head.

Why choose rats

Of course, it was because that utterly disgusting fellow gave Boss Li completely wrong information.

This rainforest, which is so vast that nobody knows its exact size, doesn't have the legendary empty houses filled with weapons and equipment, nor does it have shared bicycles that you can ride without scanning a code.

That damn rat deceived Mr. Li's feelings.

Then, you can eliminate this guy with your own hands without any psychological burden.

This kind of internet addict who lies without preparation cannot become the soul of the Chinese army.

Having set survival goals for himself, Li Nanfang suddenly had the spirit and diligence to keep moving forward.

Heaven, no, more accurately, the researchers who designed this virtual training ground, must have sensed his emotional change. So, they quickly stopped the torrential downpour in the rainforest that was assaulting him.

But, this way of waving the wrist is really unbearable.

One moment, it was a dense, rain-soaked jungle. The next, after passing a towering tree so thick that ten people could barely encircle its trunk, there lay an endless expanse of desolate desert.

This sudden shift in the scenery before my eyes was simply unbearable.

Can you imagine yourself standing on an imaginary dividing line, with one half of your body drenched in a torrential downpour while the other half is baked by the scorching desert sun

If you can't imagine, well, here's a bullet to wake you up.

Li Nanfang was admiring this special natural landscape, something that could never exist in the real world, when he suddenly heard the sound of a bullet breaking the air.

Without his Black Dragon, he experienced a noticeable decline in his precognitive abilities. However, his inherent skill remained, allowing him to react correctly when sensing danger approaching. He ducked and dived behind a massive tree trunk deep within the rainforest.

My life is saved.

Only the burning pain on his shoulders made him imagine himself utterly defeated, yet someone had found a gun.

The Type 95 self-loading rifle has an effective range of four hundred meters with extremely high accuracy, but relatively low penetration. To hear the bullet break the sound barrier and react correctly, it must be aimed at a target beyond five hundred meters.

The simple shot was a way to demonstrate that the gunman wasn't hoping for an instant kill, but rather used the shot to draw the target's attention.

While the target is dodging, quickly close the distance.

When the target, with an observant stance, peeks out slightly, the gunman would surely charge into effective range. Then, it's a covering fire barrage, relying on overwhelming firepower to eliminate the target.

According to the trajectory of the gunfire, it can be determined that the shooter is on the edge of that desert, atop the barren escarpment.

Li Nanshan really wanted to fight back, after all, few people in the world could injure him with a gunshot.

This has nothing to do with any training or selection competition anymore. This is a challenge to Mr. Li's personal reputation.

If he possessed the same weaponry, no, even if he only had a short-range pistol, he wouldn't flee into the rainforest. Instead, while under enemy fire, he would advance in a serpentine manner, rapidly closing the distance between them. Relying on the handgun's firepower, he would take down the opponent.

It's a pity, who wouldn't have pure fantasies

No matter how brilliant his inner thoughts, Li Boss's empty hands remained a reality.

Unless he was killed, he would never open his arms and scream as he charged forward, becoming a live target for others.

So, farewell to that nameless fellow.

I quit.

He didn't even glance at the boundless, unobstructed desert outside. Whatever was happening there, Li Nanshan, under the cover of a towering tree with a thick trunk on the edge of the rainforest, ventured deeper into the jungle once more.

Lucky ones, well, to differentiate some unimportant figures' aliases or names, here we will collectively call those who are destined not to pass this virtual training ground's final selection "lucky ones."

The man who just shot someone heading south in the desert, is definitely a lucky guy.

Otherwise, how could he have parachuted into the desert and rainforest border, just in time to see a military crate left behind on the edge of a barren wasteland, inside which he found a rifle, a bayonet, and a military steel helmet

When lucky people see these things, they can't imagine how excited they are inside.

He held the gun, hiding in cover and observing his surroundings for a long time. He didn't see a single living soul. The Lucky One decided not to wait any longer. Avoiding the scorching sun, he prepared to head towards the vast rainforest ahead, searching for someone who could be the first soul to fall under his gun on his journey to promotion.

As the old saying goes, "You can't outrun a horse that's already dead."

This principle applies equally in the desert.

That vast rainforest, right there, not so far away.

But the lucky one walked for almost two hours before he finally smelled the salty sea air.

He could clearly see that an invisible dividing line separated two bizarre scenes: torrential rain on one side and scorching heat on the other. He could also clearly see someone with their arms outstretched, blissfully enjoying the "double heaven of ice and fire," regardless of the danger.

Driven by excitement, the lucky one forgot about the effective range of the rifle and fired at that moment.

Unfortunately, it missed.

But it doesn't matter, the guy is unarmed. Just chase him in, and I guarantee two shots will take him down.

But —

"Where is the person"

The lucky one sprinted into the rainforest, losing sight of their target.

Just as he was at a loss and looking around in bewilderment, a voice came from above his head: "Someone's here."

Like the seductive aunt, please collect everyone: () The updating speed of the seductive aunt is the fastest.r, surging straight to his brain.The woman's constantly moving hands, speeding up like that, made Ye Fan feel a surge of blood rushing through his veins. If he were an ordinary man, he would probably...