Chapter 63: Real Combat State (Voting in Progress...)

  No. 1 lay on the bed with his eyes closed, smiling and enjoying the rest. Next, if nothing unexpected happens, the alligator will play an endless game of emergency assembly, changing its tricks to play new ones. The purpose is only one, to torture your will and physical strength. He was a frequent visitor to the Hunter School and knew how to adjust himself.

  Just at daylight, he and Number 21 stopped in the nineteenth place. He knew that if they were to make a break for it now, it would be an unwise decision, which would only lead to trouble and increase their chances of being eliminated by the Hunter School; he also knew that the alligators were currently gorging on meat and drinking wine to replenish their energy spent during the day, and after nourishing themselves, they would continue to torment them.

  This point, No. 21 also understands. That's why they tacitly stopped.

  Now all No. 1 can do is lead his teammates to seize the time to rest and adjust their physical strength to the best state.

  Like No. 1, No. 21 also turned a deaf ear to the complaints in the dormitory and was quietly adjusting his physical strength on the bed.

  This afternoon, I had a preliminary match with my old opponent and friend. Neither of us gave our all and held back, so it was a draw. As team captains, they naturally know when to go all out and when to hold back.

  At that time, the two teams were advancing side by side. At the right moment and in the right place, the two of them stopped simultaneously without prior agreement. This meaningless confrontation came to an end.

  As professional soldiers, their duty is to follow orders, and differing political views and stances do not affect their ability to be close friends. On the field, they are opponents; off the field, they are even closer as friends.

  No. 21 remembered that behind them was the Chinese team, who had stopped one step ahead of them. Although the Chinese team members were panting and had painful expressions on their faces at the time. However, in No. 21's heart, it was a "thud". Because in the moment before the Chinese team members' painful expressions, they were still calmly and attentively watching themselves from afar. That calmness and composure was enough to make No. 21's heart skip a beat.

  I've long heard that in far-off China, there's something called "changing faces", a technique used in Peking Opera performances that can instantly change one's original facial makeup. I didn't expect Chinese special forces to be even more formidable, able to directly change their real faces without using any props.

  Know yourself and know your enemy, you can win every battle! The Chinese team, which was previously unknown and had no desire to seek fame, came up with such a move this time, how could it not be shocking.

  Maybe this time I will have a strong competitor.

  "Boss, No. 1's expression is like that of a winner, it makes people feel very annoyed!"

  "Chu Li, are you too energetic or what? Don't interfere with others' business. People are busy resting and adjusting their physical strength to cope with the upcoming training. If I were that crocodile, I would be enjoying a big meal while thinking of new special training methods. So we must hurry up and rest!

  After a pause, Zhang Hang added: "One of the differences between a master and an ordinary person is that a master will never waste their physical strength and energy for no reason, but instead make full use of every minute to adjust their physical strength to cope with future difficulties and dangers!"

  Chu Li originally wanted to take the opportunity to mock 104, who had become a soft-shelled crab, but after hearing Zhang Hang's words, he immediately shut up.

  After all, who doesn't want to be a master?

  "This damn crocodile, giving us a warning on the first day! Looks like the days ahead won't be easy.

  Yamamoto Ichiro thought to himself: "Just one day and half of my team members are already exhausted. This intensity is unprecedented. But no matter how hard it gets, I have to persist. That Chinese guy looks like he's not doing badly, his expression is much more relaxed than mine. Only by persevering can I hope to avenge my master."

  As a special forces expert, he also knew the importance of rest, and with a wave of his hand, he signaled to his team members to hurry up and take a break.

  "By the way, Jin Hui, tomorrow you have some free time to investigate the situation of No. 1, No. 21 and No. 101 and tell me about it! I want their detailed information." Zhang Hang said before going to sleep.

  "No problem, boss, delivery on time!" Jin Hui patted his chest.

  Before departure, the base replaced Jin Hui's single-soldier computer with the latest model. This portable computer was equipped with China's latest aerospace technology, C-band and Ku-band transceivers, carrying two communication antennas, with an output power of 10 years, and a price tag of $2.5 million, making it the only one in all of China. With Jin Hui's computer skills, he could easily access the network systems of countries around the world, even satellite systems. Obtaining their data was as easy as turning his hand over.

  The selection of Hunter School in actual combat is indeed the most torturous.

  In half an hour, absolutely no more than half an hour, the alligator ordered someone to launch today's third gas bomb into the dormitory. Immediately afterwards was a ten-kilometer forced march with heavy loads.

  Then there were endless gas bombs, forced marches, push-ups, sit-ups and all sorts of temporary tasks.

  The whole day, I really only rested for less than three hours.

  "Burst, how's the task I gave you yesterday going?"; Zhang Hang took off his military uniform and asked: "Don't tell me you still need time! Last time, you attributed the reason for not being able to enter the Ministry of Justice's computer network to three major reasons: the computer was too bad, the opponent was too cunning, and they were well-prepared. This time, the opponent is not cunning at all, and you have this thing again. Don't tell me it still won't work! If that's the case, I'll send you directly back to China, so you can leave your suffering behind early!"

  "Boss, I've got this, don't worry! Take a look yourself." Jin Hui moved the computer screen in front of Zhang Hang.

  On the screen, files of No. 1, No. 21 and No. 101 appeared concisely in front of Zhang Hang:

  1st: Skatterton, 31 years old, height 2 meters, weight 126 kg, enlisted at 18, 13 years of service, currently serving as the captain of the SEAL team, under the tutelage of former captain Leshawn. Led the team in the Gulf War, completing each mission with distinction. Skilled in hand-to-hand combat, able to fire 109 consecutive shots with both hands, accurate marksmanship, strong willpower, and high psychological tolerance.

  No. 21: Harry Jones, height 193cm, weight 100kg, age 30, currently serving as the captain of the British Royal SAS special forces. Enlisted at the age of 17, underwent rigorous training, skilled in free combat, accurate marksmanship, quick-witted and mentally tough.

  101: Yamamoto Jūichirō, height 181 cm, weight 89 kg, Captain of Japan's Eagle Special Forces, currently 29 years old, calm and collected, decisive and resolute, skilled in hand-to-hand combat and demolition.

  "These are the files of the three people you asked for, and later when I logged onto the Pentagon's website, I unexpectedly gained a lot more. The information at the back is all intelligence from the Pentagon." Jin Hui stretched his waist and lay on the bed: "I thought it would be a waste not to look, so I copied a copy, just in case you can't get enough of it! Of course, there's also something in here that interests you - their views on China's special forces! Take your time looking."

  Pressing the "Enter" key, the screen instantly displays confidential information about special forces from countries around the world.

  Damn it! The US intelligence agency is really not vegetarian. They have grasped some information about the special forces of various countries around the world, more or less.

  In these materials, in the middle part, the archives of China's special departments are also inside. Although the specific personnel are almost blank, an analysis was made, and it is recorded as follows:

  China's special forces are the most mysterious in the world due to China's low-key nature. They have almost no record of participating in international missions, and even domestically, such special forces are a military secret. Therefore, gathering intelligence on this aspect is very difficult. It seems that China established a new special force in the early 1990s, with rumors among civilians that their combat strength is strong and far surpasses that of ordinary special forces. Some mercenary groups that have entered Chinese territory to carry out tasks have also fallen into the hands of this unit. So far, only one group of mercenaries has escaped from this unit, led by Lei Xiao'en. After years of nurturing and preparation, it's unknown just how strong this unit's combat strength is. It can be predicted that their combat strength will not be underestimated. Danger level: 4.

  Each branch of troops will have a predicted level of danger at last. In Asia, the fourth-level danger in China is already the highest.

  The work of the US Central Intelligence Agency is also quite effective! Faced with such detailed information, Zhang Hang couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart. In the highest level 5 danger prediction, China was given a level 4, which is already quite impressive. It's worth noting that their solid ally in Asia, Japan, only has a level 3.

  Third-tier, this positioning is quite suitable for Japan.

  "Rushing, do you know why Japan's military is called the Self-Defense Force?" Zhang Hang asked with a smile.

  "Come on, boss, it's such a simple question?" Jin Hui raised his head and rolled his eyes at Zhang Hang: "Japan is a defeated country in war, so it cannot have a large military force. Their troops can only be used to defend their homeland and protect their citizens. Only when Japan is invaded by another country can their troops go to war, that's why they are called the Self-Defense Forces."

  "Wrong! I knew you'd answer like that." Zhang Hang glared at Jin Hui: "Listen, why is Japan's military called the Self-Defense Force? Because Japanese women are all forced to stay at home, so Japanese soldiers can only solve their physiological problems in a certain way, hence the name 'Self-Defense Force'!"

  "Ah! So that's how it is! I understand now, I understand now." Jin Hui nodded repeatedly.

  "If their superiors find out, they will probably go mad with rage. After all the trouble and expense they went to in order to obtain this intelligence, it's being shared so casually with outsiders. If things get any worse, there might even be another 'intelligence gate' scandal, and the head of the intelligence agency will lose his job!"

  Zhang Hang pondered while scanning these top-secret materials, and after a glance, all the information was copied into his mind.

  "Not bad!"; Zhang Hang cleared up these materials and closed his computer, intending to return it to Jin Hui.

  On the other side, Jin Hui didn't know whether he was asleep or what, and didn't hear Zhang Hang's praise, of course, nor did he respond.

  "Big brother, give me the computer! Jin Hui is daydreaming about his crush again! Don't believe me? Just look at that sly and lustful smile on his face!" It was Chu Lin who responded, stretching out a hand to take the computer from Zhang Hang's hands and starting to play games.

  Now is a rare opportunity, of course, to see the crack. Usually he didn't have this chance at all, where did he dare to play games with Jin Hui's treasure, and not be scolded to death? Anyway, according to convention, half an hour later, I had to go out and practice again.

  Lin nodded his head in agreement with Chu Li's point of view: "Boss, you don't know yet, the night before we set out to come here, Jin Hui finally made his move, using a very despicable and heinous method to get all the answers he wanted."

  "Oh, I see! So he's still using that special medicine, then I won't disturb his fantasy!" Zhang Hang said.

  "Damn it! Gas bomb? Today's schedule has been brought forward, this damn crocodile!" Chuai didn't dare to delay, threw down the half-played game, and followed the crowd, rushing out of the dormitory...

  It's indeed a real combat state!