Chapter Thirty-Four: The Barracks Game

  Looking at Banji beckoning to me, I smiled and nodded. It's not that I underestimated him, although both of us are over 180cm tall, he is even a bit taller than me. However, in terms of physical strength, he still can't compare. If I had to say who could match up to me physically now, it would only be Tufu, Da Xiong, Langren and the two Bak brothers. Banji still falls short...

  Activity activity shoulder back, confirming that the injured part is all right, I slowly walked to the center of the field, facing the board machine standing well. This kid, I haven't even settled the account with him for bullying me during training, and he's still messing with me. Damn it! This time, I'll take this opportunity to fix him up good.

  After the two of us stood up, everyone started betting, and unexpectedly many people were betting on Board Machine to win. Only the beauty, Little Cat, and a few team leaders who often went on missions with me had confidence in me. The two of us took off our shirts, revealing a physique full of muscles and scars. There was also an unusual tattoo on Board Machine's arm. I don't know if it was because he saw my muscular body or the scars all over me, but Board Machine unexpectedly froze for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that in just one month, I had gained another "medal".

  Let's get moving, put on the anti-slip gloves, grab the rope, and with a joint effort, we lifted up the large wooden stake. We didn't know how heavy it was until we tried to lift it, and it scared us half to death! This thing is really heavy! Although I had lifted such a heavy stake by myself at the base before, now that I'm only holding one end, it feels completely different. The balance is hard to grasp! It wasn't until we both exerted force towards each other from the middle that the weight and center of gravity of the stake were balanced.

  The two of us glared at each other, our faces full of hostility, and I could see the bloodshot in his eyes. With both hands gripping the tree's rope, I slowly stomped my feet on the ground, a sense of solidity spreading from the soles of my feet throughout my body, then I nodded to the little cat beside me that we could start. The camera also nodded to the little cat.

  "Ready? Go!" The little cat excitedly tore off the top of her sweater and threw it onto the wooden stake in front of us.

  The two of us simultaneously exerted force the moment our chests landed on the tree trunk. I pushed off the ground with both feet, strained my waist and pushed forward with both arms. The two forces collided, although there was no physical contact, but I deeply felt that force. However, I could clearly feel the power of the board machine, which wasn't small either, but gave me a light and agile feeling. Although we were evenly matched now, I believed he wouldn't last more than two minutes. This is...the feeling of being strong!

  The two of us were like fighting bulls, head to head. I could feel the heat surging out from my lower back, and my arms had an increasingly powerful feeling. My hands grasping the rope also had a solid grip, and I could clearly feel the wooden stake moving, the board machine retreating!

  Just as I thought I could easily push the board out of the circle, the board suddenly pulled the wooden stake to one side and took a step forward. The force I used became an empty swing, and I almost fell over due to inertia. Before I could adjust my posture, the board suddenly exerted force, taking advantage of the gap in my empty force to catch me off guard. I retreated two steps, about to be pushed out of the circle, and quickly hugged the tree trunk, using my chest to hold it back.

  He leaned against a tree trunk with all his might and barely stopped the retreating footsteps at the edge of the line.

  One hand exerting force to hold down the press, while adjusting my breathing, just now almost choking on air in my chest. I raised my head and saw the press's gloomy face. Damn! This kid is quite sinister, trying to play a trick of four ounces moving a thousand pounds on me? You don't think about where I'm from, I'm a Chinese person, from Henan, the birthplace of Tai Chi! When I learned this set of borrowing force and counterattacking, you were still unaware of the taste of food and drink!

  He hadn't even given me a chance to counterattack, and this kid took another step to the left and slapped me again. It seems he didn't want to give me a chance to catch my breath, I couldn't let him lead me by the nose. Inspiration struck in an emergency! I suddenly thought of a move from a small booklet I had flipped through at a street stall. This move you definitely haven't learned.

  As he exerted force on me again after shaking off my strength, I grasped the rope tightly and suddenly retreated one step backward. The wooden stake was suspended in mid-air due to inertia, and the board machine couldn't control it at that moment. My hand holding the rope pulled hard on the rope, making a full turn in mid-air, causing the wooden stake to rotate rapidly in mid-air. The board machine didn't anticipate this situation, and the rope in its hand was suddenly flung off. This was the effect I wanted. Seizing the opportunity, I hugged the tree trunk tightly, pinning down the board machine that was hugging the tree trunk but had nowhere to exert force on. With a loud cry, I kicked one foot and took off running, instantly sending the board machine flying out of the circle with its two feet leaving the ground.

  Panting heavily, although I won but I'm also exhausted! Enjoying the surprised gaze of others around me, I hugged a tree trunk and couldn't get up from the ground. The plank was lying beside me, also panting heavily...

  "Not bad! Looks like you've got a lot of fire in your belly!! A virgin is full of energy! You're really something, Board Machine!" Little Cat ran over, counting her money while rubbing her sensual upper body against my back several times.

  Two small beans slid across my back, and I sprang up again. I sat on the ground with a embarrassed expression, covering "Little Tian" and begged: "Kitty, please don't tease me anymore since I let you win money!! Thank you!!"

  "You're so sensitive! Haha!! Xing Tian has torn the flag!" The beauty shamelessly proclaimed everywhere.

  "Come! Let's take a look!!" A large crowd of people rushed towards me, scaring me to cover "Little Tian" and rush into the bathroom.

  I've finished showering! Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm a bit bewildered - is this muscle-bound guy really me? I didn't think Asians could get built like this. Just as I was thinking of striking a few poses, Butcher and Captain walked in, saw me posing, and quickly covered their mouths to stifle their laughter before retreating. SHIT! I've lost face again!

  Lying on the bed in the collective dormitory, I see someone wiping his own weapon, listening to others chatting in more than a dozen languages, it's really a feeling of being overwhelmed. Although I don't understand what they are saying most of the time, at least now I can use more than a dozen languages to ask about the enemy's maternal relatives.

  "Watching Cowboy flipping through a book on the bed, I curiously asked: "Cowboy! What are you doing? Reading a pornographic booklet?"

  "I'm not a rich kid!" he said, throwing the book at me. I caught it and looked at the cover - "Mercenary"! Whoa, didn't know there was a professional magazine for mercenaries! And looking further, wow, it's published by the US government! No wonder the US produces so many mercenaries, with the government supporting the industry like this, how could it not thrive? But I guess the US government is pretty smart too - most of these mercenaries are retired soldiers who don't know how to do anything except kill people. Leaving them in the US would just cause trouble, better to send them off to fight wars abroad, at least that way things stay quiet at home.

  Take a look at what wars are happening this year, which ones might happen, and some famous mercenaries' introductions. I'm more interested in the latter's use of weapons, many strange little things, such as adding something to an M16 rifle can increase its power by a factor of two, how to convert semi-automatic firearms into fully automatic ones... Many interesting battlefield trivia!

  As I watched with interest, the captain threw over a flying knife. I pinched the blade between my fingers and looked at the captain in surprise. He didn't usually play pranks on me.

  "Don't watch anymore! There's a task tomorrow, go to bed early!"

  "What's the task?"

  "I heard that the government army encountered some trouble while searching in the south. They had a target that they couldn't get into no matter what, and suffered significant losses. The vanguard took a look and found out that there were experts setting up an ambush inside. The government has asked us to go take a look."

  "Oh! Alright!"

  Everyone stopped talking, turned off the lights and lay in their mosquito nets. The whole barracks became quiet. Suddenly, "Pfft!" Someone had let out a fart.

  "Fuck!" Instantly, military boots flew everywhere, and the poor guy was beaten to a pulp. Then everyone smiled and went back to sleep!

  September 25th

  5 o'clock in the morning! In front of the apron of the military camp, we have already lined up and are ready to depart. This time, because we are afraid of encountering a relatively large mercenary group, the number of personnel mobilized is extremely large. I met Wild Dog, Assault, All-around, Venereal Disease, etc. after arriving at the Congo base, and they all set out with us. Two team leaders led the team, this is my first time participating in such a large-scale operation.

  A Black Hawk, a CH47D "Chinook" transport helicopter, took us thirty-odd people flying south into the jungle. As I looked down at the lush green forest below, I was reminded of the pain of an ambush a few days ago and could even smell the rotting leaves.

  Holding the G3/SG1 in my hand, I picked at my nose and asked the Quick Blade beside me: "Have you ever fought with other mercenary groups?"

  "Of course! There are mercenaries everywhere on the battlefield. When we went to fight in Angler, they had mercenaries too. We encountered a large group of troops led by mercenaries, and it was so exciting! The casualties were heavy!!" Kuai Dao made a cold shivering expression.

  "Have wolves died too?" I asked. Having stayed with the wolf pack until now, I hadn't heard of any deaths.

  "Of course, that time a lot of people died, 9 of us were killed and 15 seriously injured! However, we killed at least over 120 of them and injured more than 400. Kuai Dao said with a bitter smile: "Wolves also die in packs, after all this is the battlefield! But those who died are all new recruits, now our recruitment of new people is getting less and less, you are the only one this year. After all, no one wants to see a child die in their arms." He patted my shoulder after finishing speaking.

  "Don't worry! I'm no rookie. I'm a soul who escaped from the hands of Death itself!" I cheered him on.

  "Hey! Someone here is starting to act like a big shot! Let's teach him a lesson!" The devil shouted loudly in the crowd, probably venting his anger on me from being hit by shoes last night.

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  "Spare me!!!" The swift knife hanging outside the plane cabin shouted loudly. It turned out that he was my new recruit before, haha!!!

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  Two hours later, we landed in a clearing in the jungle marked by smoke bombs. Everyone quickly rushed off the plane and established a defensive line. Before long, the vanguard and several government military officers emerged from the jungle, followed by stretcher teams carrying two rows of wounded soldiers onto transport helicopters. Seeing so many wounded soldiers made me a bit nervous - this mercenary group doesn't seem simple at all!!!

  Click to view picture link: CH-47D "Chinook" transport helicopter