Operation Six Kill Plan

  Six years later.

  In the senior meeting room of the Southeast War Zone Command, a tense meeting was underway.

  "Gentlemen, this is my entire concept for Operation Hidden Slaughter."

  Wang Chaoyang's laser pointer on the screen above is the emblem of the "Shadow" special operations battalion of the Eastern Theater Command.

  Under the stage, the leaders sitting in front of the conference table whispered to each other, some nodding from time to time. Others furrowed their brows and shook their heads repeatedly.

  There was a louder voice saying, "This is simply nonsense."

  Wang Chaoyang's face was a bit unbearable.

  "Eh, young people having ideas should be encouraged. The Party and the state require our military construction to be youthful. And this plan is very thoughtful, the security situation we face also provides the demand, I think, it's worth a try."

  The speaker was Deputy Commander Ma of the Military Region.

  As soon as Deputy Commander Ma's words came out, the voices of argument in the conference room grew even louder.

  The scene was momentarily chaotic.

  Overall, opinions were divided roughly in half.

  Wang Chao-yang's plan was an unheard-of concept to the generals present, and to some extent a challenge to tradition.

  "Be quiet."

  The military commander patted the microphone in Zhenhai and cleared his throat.

  The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

  "What about the special forces?" Commander Yu asked.

  Yu is also considered one of the outstanding young generals in our country.

  "For our country, the possibility of a large-scale war breaking out in the short term is not great. The use of special operations in local wars has been studied for many years and can be said to be fully prepared. Currently, what poses a real threat to our national security is international terrorism. Looking back at nearly twenty years of terrorist activities and anti-terrorist wars, terrorism has increasingly shown a trend of transformation from scattered to concentrated, from terrorist attacks on government and public facilities to attacks on crowded areas and high-value targets, reflecting that terrorist organizations are also constantly learning and growing in the struggle. The high-intelligence nature of terrorist activities poses a new challenge to traditional special forces. Therefore, we believe that the concept of the 'Hidden Kill' plan is in line with reality, fits the changes in security situation in the new era, and provides a new way for special forces to deal with terrorist events. It's time for special forces to make a change. Therefore, we think it's worth trying."

  Wang Lang sat in his seat and spoke through the microphone in front of him.

  "I also think it's worth a try. But I have three conditions: first, prove it with results; second, prove it with achievements; third, report the victory. Does anyone else have any other opinions?"

  Commander Zheng said solemnly.

  The others in the room fell silent.

  "What? No one has an opinion?"

  Yu said, turning to Wang Chaoyang: "How much time do you need?"

  "At most three years!" Wang Chaoyang said affirmatively.

  "Alright! I'll give you three years."

  "Yes!"

  Half an hour later.

  "The following is an announcement of orders from the Political Department of the Southeast Military Region!"

  Commander Yu Zhenhai unfolded the file in his hand.

  Everyone stood up straight.

  "ORDER! Approve the 'Shadow' Special Operations Battalion of the Southeastern Military Region's application for the 'Hidden Kill Plan', establish a special operations experimental squadron, code-named 'Hidden Kill'. This order is issued by the Political Department of the Southeastern Military Region!"

  Yu Zhenhai read out the order.

  ……

  Wang Chaoyang walked out of the building alone, carrying a briefcase and following behind a group of high-ranking generals.

  Having walked to the entrance of the building, Wang Chaoyang finally let out a sigh of relief. The plan he had been brewing for a long time could finally be put into practice.

  But Commander's "Three Chapters of Law" also made Wang Chaoyang feel pressured.

  The commander's intention is very clear. Prove that his troops are strong with military skills assessment; prove that his troops can live up to their mission with battle achievements; report to the motherland and people with victory.

  But Wang Chao-yang is also very confident.

  Some people were born warriors.

  Wang Chaoyang walked down the steps and headed towards where the driver had parked the car.

  At this time, an off-road vehicle drove in front of Wang Chaoyang.

  "Chief of Staff!"

  Wang Weilong drove up in front of Wang Chaoyang and rolled down the window, shouting.

  "Hey, what are you doing here?"

  "I'll come pick you up."

  "You can't take care of your new recruits, you come running to me."

  Wang Chaoyang opened the door and got in the car.

  "Isn't this nothing serious? Tomorrow's assessment."

  "Where is our driver?"

  I let him go back first.

  Wang Weilong started the car and drove out of the compound, preparing to return to his unit.

  "Hey!"

  Wang Chaoyang pointed and Wang Weilong smiled.

  "How was the meeting today?"

  Wang Weilong stopped the car in front of the red light and said.

  "Hmph, I knew you came here for this today," said Wang Chaoyang.

  "Why didn't I think of that? I've been training them for a month now, I should know." said Wang Weilong.

  "How's my soldiers?"

  "Hey! It's really great! I'm telling you, I'm the one who trains them, I've got to hold back, I really like them!" Wang Weilong said.

  "Is it? That's the soldier I chose, it has to be. How about the assessment plan?"

  "Stop talking, the military district will not start until so late, otherwise I would have prepared a set of assessment plans. Now I have prepared two sets, just waiting for your results." Wang Weidong said.

  "Hmm, today, the military district has officially approved our plan. The 'Hidden Kill' plan is now officially in effect." Wang Chaoyang said.

  "Alright, I'll adjust the assessment plan now."

  "No need, no need, just follow the previous assessment. Once they enter the troops, we will assess again. Otherwise, you will be eliminated in one round, what about other teams that are not full?"

  "Suit yourself, but you'd better think it over." Wang Weilong said.

  "I've thought it over, I think I should remind them anyway, let them know the news first and get prepared, then we'll choose." Wang Chaoyang said with a smile.

  Today's meeting originated from a drug crackdown six years ago.

  Ye Ren didn't know how he had put down his weapons and was taken out of Guangwu Mountain by the special forces.

  Ye Ren didn't even know how he ended up back by his grandfather's side.

  Ye Ren only knew that on that day, everything before his eyes was white.

  In the solemn mourning hall decorated with white curtains and white banners, the unpleasant mournful music kept echoing.

  Ye Ren remembered that day, his grandfather had aged a lot.

  The old man wore simple clothes, and his back, which had never been bent in his lifetime, finally bent slightly.

  The wrinkles on the old man's face first make people feel full of vicissitudes and desolation.

  The old man had no tears, but his eyes were already bloodshot.

  When Xiaoyuzi rushed into the mourning hall, he suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Yuntian's memorial portrait and wailed out a cry: "Cloud Sky Classmate!" After shocking heaven and earth.

  Ye Ren knew, from then on he no longer had a father.

  Sorrow cannot be calmed in a short period of time, but life must go on.

  Xiaoyanzi helped Ye Lao Yezi send Ye Ren to the best junior high school for a good education.

  The pain of losing a child made Ye Lao's body, which was originally very strong due to years of martial arts practice, suddenly decline. His physical condition was much worse than before. If it weren't for Xiaoshan taking care of him like a biological father and helping out, the Ye family's life might have become unsustainable.

  Ye Ren practiced even more diligently every day, and his martial arts skills made great progress.

  What comforted Xiaoshan most was that Yeren had become more sensible and braver.

  As time passed, Ye Ren grew up and Old Man Ye's body gradually recovered a lot.

  Ye's family life also improved under Xiaoshan's care.

  It coincided with the expansion of Nanjiang City's new city, and Ye's old house was requisitioned by the government. They moved into a newly built and very beautiful building.

  The once quiet town is no longer quiet, it has been developed into the core area of the new city district, and all the original residents have moved to new houses here. This has become a new district of Nanjiang City, built into a modern city with complete facilities.

  The development of commerce has led the residents who originally faced the yellow earth and backed the sky to put down their hoes and start small businesses.

  The bustling and prosperous business street naturally brings a thriving life.

  After recovering from his illness, Old Ye opened a teahouse on the ground floor of his own building, and business was also very good.

  A happy life gradually allowed Ye Lao and Ye Ren to no longer live in painful memories of the past.

  We may never forget, but we can choose to seal our hardships away.

  However, Ye Ren's happy and ordinary life came to an abrupt end when a man in military uniform walked into Nanjiang City East City Middle School where Ye Ren was studying.

  This was one of the days before the high school entrance exam.

  Although it's still May, the sun is scorching the earth like a raging fire, as if the asphalt road is about to emit green smoke.

  The cicadas on the trees are already calling out weakly, who can stand this terrible heat.

  Six electric fans in the classroom were turning listlessly above the heads of fifty-odd students.

  In a small classroom, more than 50 students were packed in, the air was so stale that it made people drowsy. However, the high temperature and lack of even a hint of breeze turned the room into a huge steamer, with the electric fan only blowing the hot air back down.

  The students all held a book in one hand and toilet paper or towels in the other, constantly wiping away the sweat on their heads.

  "It's just like a sauna."

  There were some murmurs of complaint among the students.

  Ye Ren held his pen, one hand wiping away sweat, while erasing the math problems on the workbook in front of him. Ye Ren felt that the pen he was holding was almost emitting a puff of smoke and then bursting into flames.

  Suddenly, a pungent smell of smoke drilled straight into Ye Ren's nostrils.

  Ye Ren looked at the pen in his hand, of course, it wouldn't catch fire by itself.

  But the smell of smoke is real and more and more people have smelled it.

  The students stopped what they were doing and started looking for the source of the smell of smoke.

  Suddenly, Ye Ren found that the open front door of the classroom had a wisp of grayish-white smoke sticking to the ceiling and drilling into the classroom.

  "It's on fire!"

  Ye Ren suddenly stood up.

  When Ye Ren shouted this, everyone noticed the smoke that was getting thicker and darker.

  Immediately, loud and clear voices were heard from the corridor outside the classroom.

  "It's on fire! Run quickly! It's on fire!"

  Someone outside shouted, followed by the sound of a chair falling over, and then the sound of noisy footsteps.

  Students from other classes have already started fleeing!