Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

A senior colonel, around forty years old, hurried over.

"Wait, are you Comrade Lin Feng from Wolf Fang?"

"Greetings, sir. I am Lin Feng."

"Phew, I made it!" the colonel breathed a sigh of relief. "I am Qiu Lei, director of the Information Center."

Undoubtedly, Lin Feng was somewhat embarrassed and suspicious.

The next second, Qiu Lei smiled wryly: "Xiao Lin, please be lenient."

"The talent structure of the theater information center is something I painstakingly built up."

“Every time one of them is poached, it breaks my heart. I can’t afford to keep going like this!”

Hmm, so it was a complaint. That makes things difficult.

Given the sheer size of the theater information center, how could we say we wouldn't dig into it?

No, otherwise what would Long Yan do?

"Xiao Lin, come to my office for tea and let's have a detailed chat."

Faced with the pulling and tugging, Lin Feng could only subtly break free.

There's no need to drink tea; tea that's like a trap must never be drunk!

At that moment, Lin Feng said awkwardly, "Director Qiu, you're overthinking it."

"I came here for only one person, and I'm not some kind of specialist."

"Lieutenant Xu Tianlong, the data clerk, that's all." 550

Is it really just that?

Qiu Lei was somewhat speechless: "Xiao Lin, what does the invitation to join the war on the military website say?"

What nonsense! Is there anything wrong with Longyan recruiting so many people?

"Director Qiu, as a higher-level department, you should also understand the difficulties faced by those at the grassroots level."

Lin Feng shrugged helplessly: "The Dragon Flame Information Center is currently just for show."

"Combat missions will be assigned by superiors at any time."

"In order to complete the staffing as soon as possible, I had no choice but to take advantage of other units in various ways."

"There's nothing I can do, please understand. Respectfully yours..."

Watching their departing, or rather, fleeing figures.

Qiu Lei really wanted to yell: I want to understand you, but who the hell understands me?

What left him even more speechless was that a division-level theater command unit couldn't compete with a deputy regimental-level special forces unit.

Is the "God of War" brand really that effective?

"Damn it, we have to find a way to keep these restless people in check."

"My stick isn't so easy to break, humph!"

With a fierce determination in his heart, Qiu Lei walked into the information center with a cold face.

The whispering that had been taking place vanished instantly.

It's not surprising, because everyone with eyes saw it just now.

It seems their boss has suffered a setback and is now poised to retaliate.

With a bullet loaded, nobody wants to walk right into the line of fire; their life is at stake.

"Xu Tianlong, come here, I want to have a talk with you."

Upon hearing the summons, Xu Tianlong felt as if he were about to split open!

My good mood just now instantly turned sour.

Okay, no time to complain about Raymond Lam's betrayal.

Even under immense pressure, we must grit our teeth and face it!

Leaving aside Xu Tianlong, who is about to be subjected to a barrage of criticism.

After leaving the information center, Lin Feng began wandering around aimlessly.

Since it's a rare occasion for them to visit the theater command, the leaders naturally wanted to pay them a visit.

Courtesy is an attitude; even if you arrive empty-handed, it still shows respect!

Time passed, and it was past four in the afternoon.

Lin Feng walked out of the headquarters, concluding his trip.

As Xiao Zhuang started the car, he asked, "Where is the leader going?"

"That's all for today, let's go back to the war zone compound."

As the vehicle drove away, Lin Feng thought for a moment, then took out his phone and made a call.

Longyan Squadron, Psychological Counseling Center.

Cheng Hui lay on the treatment bed, too lazy to move at all.

Her assistant, Qu Xiaoxiao, who was lying next to her, behaved in the same way.

There's nothing I can do. I was beaten so badly during training this morning that I'm still not fully recovered!

Speaking of Qu Xiaoxiao, we have to introduce her.

He graduated with a doctorate in psychology and was specially recruited into the Wolf Fang Army last year.

Twenty-six years old, captain, professional-level talent.

She's around 166cm tall, has great looks, and could be considered a beauty of the department's most popular type.

Unfortunately, she didn't have a boyfriend, and very few people made advances towards her.

It's not that I'm aloof or unapproachable; it's just my profession.

Indeed, a woman who can read people's minds makes most officers and soldiers hesitate to approach her!

Just then, Qu Xiaoxiao laboriously turned over and looked at Cheng Hui, who was staring at the ceiling.

"Sister Hui, when will this ever end?"

"To be honest, I'm starting to feel the strain and I'd like to be transferred back to the brigade headquarters."

Yes, the brutality of the Dragon Flame Squadron is beyond imagination.

The rigorous, hands-on training left many girls feeling miserable and considering quitting.

Of course, she herself is not included.

The ultimate goal of transferring the Dragon Soul has now been achieved.

No matter what the future holds, she will not leave, even if she is beaten to death, she will have no regrets!

"Xiaoxiao, I advise you to hold on for two more days."

"Because the logistics unit is stepping up the procurement of tons of Chinese medicinal herbs."

"It is said that the procurement funds are huge and will be used for the soldiers' post-training consumption."

"Medicinal diets and baths can quickly relieve pain and improve physical fitness."

"For women, it also has powerful effects such as beautifying and moisturizing the skin."

"To be honest, this kind of incredible benefit is unprecedented in the entire army."

"Only Dragon Flame exists, and we can afford to consume it."

"If you are transferred, ask if you feel very regretful and sorry?"

Obviously, you'll regret it for the rest of your life; you'll be kicking yourself!

For a split second, Qu Xiaoxiao hesitated, her voice trembling with pain: "Sister Hui, who told you that?"

"Can medicinal cuisine and baths really nourish and protect the skin?"

Cheng Hui smiled and said, "As a woman, no one can resist the temptation of beauty and skincare."

"Yes, what Director Han from the Information Center revealed is 100% true."

"In addition, the prescription was provided by the squadron leader and has been handed over to Deputy Squadron Leader Yan."

"As soon as the Chinese medicinal herbs are procured, we will implement it immediately."

Alright, the prescription contributed by the squadron leader is absolutely not to be doubted.

The origin of the title "Model of Our Army" is something that almost everyone in the army has heard of!

"Hehe, thanks for reminding me, Sister Hui, I will definitely stick to it..."

Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang.

Cheng Hui took it out and looked at it, and immediately sat up. No pain anywhere!

"Hey, I'm at work. Training ended a long time ago."