Chapter Thirty-Five

  They didn't expect that Yang Wenjie, who had always been respectful in front of them, would make such a move. However, seeing Yuan Shuai and the others standing beside him, he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only shout from the side: "Yang, I will definitely report this matter to our Honda President, you just wait for your dismissal!"

  Yang Wenjie looked at his arrogant face, the anger that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years. He actually pulled out his gun and pointed it at his head, gritting his teeth and saying: "You can report to whoever you want, but now you have to go with me to the police station."

  That guy looked at him holding a handgun against him, and then looked at his angry face. For a moment, the arrogant momentum was suppressed. He followed them back to the police station obediently.

  "Sorry, that's all I can do. What happens to them next is not up to me anymore. Maybe they'll be gone by tomorrow." Yang Wenjie said helplessly.

  "It should be us who say sorry, because this... might have caused you to lose your job." Yuan Shuai said with a hint of guilt.

  "It's great to meet all of you here, it's a pleasure in this life, can we be friends?"

  "Of course, we are already friends, aren't we?" Yuan Shuai said, looking at the other few comrades.

  "Yes, we'll be good brothers for life. If anything happens in the future, just come find us. If you can't find us, go to XXXXX hospital and ask for her, she'll let us know. Remember, being good brothers means sharing hardships and joys together." Li Nan's sense of brotherhood had risen again.

  But this time it's not just him doing so, but everyone is doing the same. Seven pairs of hands are tightly clasped together.

  Yang Wenjie's actions infuriated Deputy Director Zhang and made him feel threatened, as Yang was well aware of all his corrupt dealings.

  Actually, Yuan Shuai and his team were also worried about him, but this time they might really not be able to help him. Because there is an even more daunting task waiting for them.

  Terrorists are rampant in Pakistan, and the US, under the pretext of Pakistan's ineffectiveness in counter-terrorism, always wants to send troops directly into Pakistan.

  Pakistan, under great pressure, asked China to send anti-terrorism troops to help Pakistan. However, China has no experience in counter-terrorism. The Ministry of National Defense assigned this task to the A Group Army because they had an anti-terrorism training subject when participating in the "Eagles' Strike" World Special Forces Competition.

  The military commander is also in a dilemma on this issue. Originally, he wanted to let them train more excellent special forces. But now they are the only ones with some anti-terrorism experience. He can't bear to send them, but if he doesn't send them, it's really hard to find more suitable candidates.

  Jiang Qingbo, who loved talents as his life, was also troubled by this problem. He couldn't bear to part with them even more.

  "The Lightning Sword" squadron office, apart from the military commander and Jiang Qingbo, there were also a political commissar and an instructor. Everyone was at a loss for what to do about this matter. After a long silence, Jiang Qingbo spoke up. He said with a serious expression:

  "Commander, Political Commissar, a thousand days of nurturing soldiers are used in one moment. I think this is good, don't you? There are six of them, send three and leave three. Let the ones who stay train our other soldiers."

  "I've also thought about this problem, but who to leave and who to send? It can be said that each of them has their own strengths. Yuan Shuai's battlefield analysis ability is strong, his command talent is outstanding. Fei Jian's archery skills are unmatched. Li Nan's martial arts skills are unparalleled. Wang Yuanjian's marksmanship is divine. Yang Zhongliang is mature and steady, with rich experience. Zhang Qikai is skilled in tracking and archery. Jin Feng is bold and meticulous, with excellent mental quality, also a talent to be cultivated. Their combination can be said to have different strengths, and their coordination is tacit." The army commander said with a furrowed brow.

  "General, either let Yang Zhongliang and Jin Feng stay behind, or have all four of them go," Jiang Qingbo suggested.

  "Tell me your reason."

  "Yuan Shuai, commanding on the battlefield, is irreplaceable. Li Nan's kung fu is exceptional, his knife skills are divine, and this can't be trained in a short period of time. Wang Yuanjian has no wasted shots, his understanding of gunplay is extremely strong, temporarily no one can replace him. As for Zhang Qipeng, it's even more impossible to train someone who can hear the sound of the ground."

  "Hehe, since they are all scarce talents, sending them out isn't going to reduce their numbers, is it?"

  "I've thought about it too... but if they all go together, their chances of winning will be higher. If I send someone else, I won't have any confidence."

  "But in fact, anti-terrorism has no actual victory or defeat, it is just a long-term battle."

  "So I think they can be the first batch, and then the second and third batches can be sent later to replace them."

  The regimental commander thought for a moment and asked the political commissar and instructor, what do you think of this method?

  "I think there is no better way now." The political commissar said.

  "What about you?" The army commander looked at the instructor.

  "I think it's okay."

  "That's what we'll do then. But I'm worried about their physical condition." The army commander said with some concern.

  "Don't worry, General. Yesterday when I went to visit them, they weren't in their ward. I think they must have snuck out secretly. I think they're probably fine now. Do you remember last time? Their injuries were even more severe then, but they recovered within a week. This time should be no problem at all."

  "Haha, are they reborn from cats or something? They don't even have nine lives! I was scared to death last time they were injured, but they recovered in just a week. Being young is great indeed, on them I see my own youth." The General's thoughts seemed to drift back to that war again.

  "Alright, if the commander has no issues, I'll go with the instructor to do some mobilization."

  "No, I'll go and tell them myself." The commander led the way out of the office and headed straight for his jeep.

  Yuan Shuai and others were doing push-ups in the ward, practicing boxing, and kicking legs. Wang Yuan saw that he was holding a drip bottle on the bed, rolling back and forth to practice "shooting". This is a hospital ward, it's like a training ground.

  "Is this a convalescence or a training?" The army commander is already at the door and they still haven't noticed.

  As soon as he heard the voice of the military commander, he immediately stood at attention.