Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0107: The End and the Beginning

Wang Qingrui sat in his office with the files of Zheng Yingqi and the other two beside him, and Yuan Lang sat next to him.

"Although it was a number I expected, looking at these names still breaks my heart." Wang Qingrui banged on the table: "One was a soldier I was preparing to use very effectively, and the other was a catalyst that would transform my guard company, and you picked them both for me."

Cheng Cai's outstanding performance was something Wang Qingrui hadn't expected, but Zheng Yingqi and Xu Sanduo were the ones Wang Qingrui least wanted to give up on.

Yuan Lang said, "They were outstanding."

"Yes, they were outstanding. So outstanding that my small mechanized infantry regiment couldn't contain them!" Wang Qingrui sighed.

Yuan Lang didn't respond—how could he not understand what this old fox meant?

The 702nd Armored Regiment has now become a mechanized infantry regiment.

"Report!"

"Enter!"

Zheng Yingqi and the others came in.

"Sergeant Xu Sanduo of the Seventh Company reports for duty."

"First-Class Sergeant Zheng Yingqi of the Guard Company reporting for duty."

"Cheng Cai, a first-class sergeant from the Third Company, reports for duty."

Although they all saw Yuan Lang sitting to the side, none of them dared to look at him sideways. Wang Qingrui was a respectable regimental commander.

Wang Qingrui waved his hand, signaling the three to put their hands down. He then flipped through their files, looked at the three men in front of him, and, as if only now realizing something, asked in surprise, "You three, are you from the same hometown?"

"Report, Xu Sanduo and I are from the same village, and Zheng Yingqi's village is next to ours," Cheng Cai replied.

Wang Qingrui said to Yuan Lang regretfully, "Look, you've gotten the better deal again. Two fellow villagers are worth at least six outsiders on the battlefield. These three fellow villagers are worth at least a squad."

Yuan Lang smiled noncommittally. He knew perfectly well that the old fox was saying it on purpose—he simply didn't believe that Wang Qingrui hadn't discovered it long ago.

"These are your three files. I'll hand them over to this lieutenant colonel, and then you'll have to go with him." Wang Qingrui looked at the three men, who were making one last, feeble struggle.

The three remained silent.

"Are you willing to give up the mechanized infantry regiment?" Wang Qingrui asked.

"Report! Soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders!" Cheng Cai answered loudly.

Wang Qingrui then looked at Zheng Yingqi, who said, "Reporting to the regimental commander, special forces are the sharpest blade in modern warfare. They can accomplish many tasks that ordinary troops cannot, and they are opponents that many ordinary troops cannot match. I want to go to the special forces so that more ordinary troops will know how to deal with them!"

"Learn from the barbarians to control the barbarians! Very good!" Wang Qingrui nodded. He understood Zheng Yingqi's meaning. Last year's exercise that transformed the 702nd Regiment from an armored regiment into a mechanized infantry regiment was something that not only he cared about, but also the soldiers below him!

Judging from Zheng Yingqi's actions in the guard company, this statement was not just talk, but something the soldier put into practice.

"And... what about you?" Wang Qingrui looked at Xu Sanduo.

"Report, can... I not go?" Xu Sanduo's answer surprised everyone. Wang Qingrui said with delight, "Of course you can. But if you're not going, why are you going to participate in the selection?"

Yuan Lang laughed. The reason Xu Sanduo went was because he had secretly provoked him!

"Because I think if I go, I can carry out missions with everyone," Xu Sanduo replied.

"Yes, you've been guarding the barracks alone for over half a year—that was my arrangement. Back then, you were a good soldier, but you were never a good person. And in the reorganized army, I need someone who can lead a group of people." Wang Qingrui sighed, "You've become the kind of soldier I respect most. A soldier like that is even more valuable than a company commander. I really can't bear to part with you!"

In the entire 702nd Mechanized Infantry Regiment, there is only one soldier like him. His name is Meng Jianguo, a fifth-level sergeant who has served in the army for more than ten years. He leads a group of people and is the soul of the mechanized infantry regiment's snipers.

There should have been a similar figure among assault shooters, what a pity.

Xu Sanduo stared blankly at his commander, who had given him the model when he was at his most foolish. In a moment of impulsiveness, he blurted out, "Commander, can I not leave?"

Cheng Cai wanted to kick Xu Sanduo, but Zheng Yingqi remained unmoved. After leaving the Seventh Company, he thought a lot and finally realized that some people have a kind of stubbornness that others may think is foolish, but these are the people who are most respectable, like Wu Liuyi, like Xu Sanduo, and like himself.

"Go with him," Wang Qingrui sighed again, he had probably sighed countless times today. "To be fair, you have the ability to fly, and they have a wider field that is more suitable for you."

Yuan Lang rolled his eyes inwardly. Well, they've tried both soft and hard tactics.

"We can organize joint training sessions in the future, and we can also send our subordinates from 702 to conduct unconventional training." Yuan Lang finally succumbed to Wang Qingrui's combination of soft and hard tactics and chose to admit defeat.

"This is exactly what I wanted!" Wang Qingrui finally patted the file and handed the three files to Yuan Lang. Cheng Cai breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Sanduo felt lost and heavy-hearted, and Zheng Yingqi was a little melancholy. From now on, he and 702 would really be cut off.

"Go ahead," Wang Qingrui said.

Yuan Lang: "Then I'll take my leave."

Zheng Yingqi and the others solemnly saluted Wang Qingrui, paying tribute to the regimental commander who was willing to do anything for the 702nd Company, even though the reorganization of the Steel Seventh Company was a painful sacrifice by this regimental commander.

As the four left the regimental commander's office, Yuan Lang said, "Would you like me to treat you to a meal? After all, you've been starving for two days."

Xu Sanduo seemed to have made a great decision, and said, "Okay."

"But time doesn't allow it—we have to get to a place within eighteen minutes." Yuan Lang chuckled, got the three into the car, and drove off. Qi Huan was driving, and when he saw the three get into the car, he looked arrogant and cocky.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yuan Lang turned around, looked at the three men who seemed aggrieved after being tricked, and said with a smile, "To make up for it, I'll tell you something else. Our unit sometimes participates in actual combat!"

Zheng Yingqi didn't take it seriously; it was obvious.

Xu Sanduo cautiously asked, "What kind of real combat are you referring to...?"

"Real guns and live ammunition! A real enemy, someone who really wants to kill you—you have no grudge against them, but they will show no mercy when they kill you." Yuan Lang said with a grim face and a terrifying expression.

Qi Huan glanced at the rearview mirror, observing the expressions of the three men. Xu Sanduo looked surprised and suspicious, Cheng Cai was serious, while Zheng Yingqi wore a look of understanding and anticipation...

Cheng Cai asked gravely, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

Yuan Lang laughed, then rolled up his sleeves, showing off a scar on his arm: "See this? An M16A2, SS109 bullet pierced through, a penetrating wound. Luckily it didn't hit the bone. The Ministry of Health just used a cotton swab to pierce through from one end to the other to disinfect it directly. It's quite convenient."

Cheng Cai looked at the scar with admiration.

"M16? US Army?" Xu Sanduo, who read a lot, was surprised, thinking he had discovered something.

"Overseas, the M16 sells slightly less than the AK47," Zheng Yingqi said.

"Hey, you know a lot," Yuan Lang praised, but Zheng Yingqi said, "However, to me, this wound looks more like it was made by a screwdriver, possibly from when you were apprehending criminals in the country—I don't mean to question you, after all, scars are a soldier's mark of honor."

Qi Huan, who was driving, almost burst out laughing. It was so damn funny! His captain's tricks had finally met their match!

Fortunately, he's a professional; he never breaks character and laughs when he's not supposed to be laughing.

Yuan Lang frowned, feeling a sense of having met his match: "Do you know what it feels like to kill someone?"

"I don't know, but I think that as soldiers, we should be able to kill people with a clear conscience!" Zheng Yingqi said.

"I hope you'll still think that way in actual combat," Yuan Lang said, ending the conversation. A sense of defeat welled up inside him—this was the first time in all his years of tricking people that he had been so spectacularly turned the tables in the very first round.

Cheng Cai and Xu Sanduo had no idea what was going on with Zheng Yingqi, or why he was deliberately arguing with their future boss.

Only Zheng Yingqi knew that Yuan Lang's trap had been meticulously prepared from this moment on—he had been warming up for the final assessment from the very beginning; he was truly a cunning man.

[Before even leaving 702, the training from LaiA has already begun quietly—I can't wait!]

Zheng Yingqi thought to himself, since he wouldn't have a good time during training anyway if he didn't offend Yuan Lang, he might as well vent his anger and have some fun.

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