Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 249 Seeing Through the Medic's Scheme
The biggest difference between the medic and Chang Ning is that this person is really good at disguising himself. He always likes to disguise himself as harmless and hide his proud soul deep inside.

Everyone says that when it comes to camouflage skills, Chang Ning is the best in the Lone Wolf Commando Team.

Chang Ning waved his hand at this, then turned to look at the medic who was laughing and joking with the ostrich not far away.

Only when people see truly majestic mountains do they realize their own insignificance.

Similarly, Chang Ning only realized that his skills were merely beginner's level in the eyes of experts after witnessing the true masters of disguise.

After learning these principles, Chang Ning would always change his usual behavior and become exceptionally humble when facing his comrades who were unaware of the truth.

The Blue Army soldier who is now slowly approaching the medic with handcuffs is yet another "poor soul" who has been deceived, especially since he even lowered his gun as he got closer to the medic.

The medic who noticed this smiled even more broadly, but it didn't seem out of place when combined with his ingratiating and submissive expression; on the contrary, it complemented each other perfectly.

This is where Chang Ning admits he's not as good as the medic at disguise; a good disguiser can always maximize their strengths in different environments.

Without a doubt, the medic was such a person.

If Chang Ning's weapons were his strong physique and accurate marksmanship, then the medic's most insidious weapon was his smiling face, a smile that even Chang Ning found utterly foolish.

However, it must be said that people tend to lower their guard when they see a smiling face.

Chang Ning felt inferior in this respect; he couldn't greet people with a smile, especially a complete stranger with whom he had no prior contact.

"hand!"

The Blue Army soldier holding the handcuffs looked impatient. Perhaps it was the sight of the medic's smiling face that annoyed him, or perhaps it was the memory of how hard they had to crawl through the woods to capture these Red Army soldiers that made him feel resentful upon seeing the medic's smiling face.

Whatever the reason, the Blue Team player in front of the medic was in a bad mood.

When you're in a bad mood, you need something to vent; bottling it up is bad for your health.

So the medic is now in a bit of danger.

However, judging from his still cheerful and amiable demeanor, it was clear that he cared completely about the mood of the Blue Team player in front of him, and didn't seem worried at all about what might happen next.

As long as he gets close, none of the Blue Team members around him are a match for him.

"Forget it. I'm just an office worker. With four or five of you watching over me, do you think I can run away?"

The medic squatted on the ground, showing no intention of extending his hands to cooperate.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

It seems that the Blue Army soldier in front of me is a person who can control his temper; if it were someone else, he probably would have already made a move.

They're prisoners now, how can they tolerate you picking and choosing here? It's already a sign of good temper not to slap them twice.

For example, the person in front of the medic was cursing and speaking in a very aggressive tone, but he didn't lay a hand on anyone, which shows that he is a well-mannered person.

"Okay, okay."

The medic stopped provoking the other person; it wouldn't be worth it if he went too far and angered him enough to just shoot him.

Seeing the medic's cooperation, the Blue Army soldier relaxed his guard slightly. He handcuffed the medic's hands tightly and then signaled the other soldiers to continue monitoring the medic.

Faced with his handcuffed situation, the medic smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned about his predicament. He knew that instead of struggling and resisting, it was better to observe the situation and wait for an opportunity.

However, some people did not want to keep the medic as a variable, and that person was Xiwa.

As a comrade-in-arms who had undergone the Wolf Fang selection training together, Xiwa believed that she knew Shi Dafan quite well.

Don't be fooled by this guy's smiling, harmless appearance; anyone who believes him is doomed! Besides, the prisoner Shi Dafan is of no use to them whatsoever; trying to get information out of him is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Therefore, it's more practical to kill him; at least we won't have to constantly be on guard against him causing trouble.

The medic noticed from the expressions of the Blue Army soldiers that they had relaxed their guard against him, and his smile grew even brighter.

The more relaxed he was, the less resistance he encountered when launching a surprise attack, which made the medic very happy.

suddenly!

A gunshot rang out from the woods, leaving everyone stunned.

Especially the Blue Army, who came with Xiwa, couldn't understand why the Red Army medic in front of them was shot by the squad leader even though he had already surrendered.

Neither the Red Army nor the Blue Army ever killed prisoners of war.

If we were to name the person most perplexed at the scene, it would undoubtedly be Shi Dafan.

Even his previous smile was still frozen on his face, and he didn't have time to change to a different expression suitable for the current situation.

It's easy to imagine how surprised the medic was.

He didn't expect that someone had predicted his actions, and he was just a hair's breadth away from successfully executing his plan.

Sometimes, a slight difference can lead to drastically different feedback.

Our ancestors succinctly summarized this: "A small error can lead to a huge difference."

Xiwa walked up to the medic with his signature goofy smile on his face: "Medic, I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's alright, there's plenty of time."

The medic quickly composed himself and looked at his old comrade-in-arms with a meaningful gaze.

He admitted defeat this time, and as long as Xiwa is still in the army, there will be plenty of opportunities to settle this score later.

Xiwa did not respond to the medic, but waved his hand and led his men to escort the medic to the temporary command post established by the reconnaissance company.

He didn't know how many people Wolf Fang had infiltrated, and what worried Xiwa the most now was that Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang hadn't been caught.

These two are too familiar with the night tigers, and their destructive power will be greater than that of others.

Even now, Xiwa wouldn't be too surprised to hear that the two had broken out of the encirclement.

Xiwa couldn't guarantee what would happen to Xiaozhuang, but he was absolutely certain that Changning would run away.

"Squad leader, you just killed this guy like that?"

One of the Blue Army soldiers was concerned about Xiwa's actions, as killing prisoners without cause was a serious violation of discipline.

The others watched the worried recruit with suppressed amusement in their eyes; clearly, this "trivial matter" was not enough to make them worry about Xiwa's situation.

"The Red Army soldier you are escorting was a comrade-in-arms who participated in the Wolf Fang selection with me. Among our comrades, he was the most cunning."

The instructors have all fallen into his hands. Do you think I would dare keep a guy like that around?
Even if we bring him back alive, he won't reveal a single piece of information to us.

Since it serves no purpose, what difference does it make whether he lives or dies?

(End of this chapter)