Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

"Old soldier, you're overthinking it. I'm not that evil, nor am I that bored!"

As he spoke, Lin Feng squatted down and smeared Miao Lang's face with his hands.

"Hey kid, what are you doing?"

"Don't be stingy, I'll borrow some of your face paint!"

While they were talking, Lin Feng's hands were already covered in enough paint.

Without hesitation or delay, he smeared it on his face.

Then he grinned and said, "Old soldier, can you still tell I'm not from Wolf Fang?"

Damn it, it was already dark, how could anyone recognize me now?

Shaking his head, Miao Lang asked with a puzzled look, "What exactly do you want?"

"Hehe, want to take a stroll around the Blue Team's base? Any problems?"

"Uh, you want to carry out a decapitation?"

"Don't say that. I'm just curious and want to go in for a look around."

Lin Feng turned around, then turned back, his expression serious.

"As a veteran, you would absolutely follow the exercise rules, right?"

"Hmph, I'm not that ignorant!"

"That's good, see you later."

"Kid, do you understand the saying 'If you don't do stupid things, you won't die'?"

"Whether he lives or dies is none of your concern!"

With a wave, Lin Feng jogged towards the gate of the Blue Army's base.

A distance of over a hundred meters can be covered in just a few seconds.

At this moment, Lin Feng was on high alert, prepared to deal with being 'exposed'.

The next second, the newly replaced sentry said, "Hey, why are you the only one who came back?"

"Ah, the Red Army snipers are too cunning. I'll come back to get the thermal imaging."

"That's right, then you'd better hurry up."

No problem. The two sentries didn't notice anything amiss, nor did they stop them or ask for the password.

Was it due to their negligence?

It can only be said that Raymond Lam's plan worked!

He manipulates the time difference to exploit loopholes in people's thinking.

Imagine, groups of special forces soldiers have just left the camp.

Who would think, who could think, who would dare to think that someone would impersonate him so soon?

As for asking for the password?

They saw the main force of the Wolf Fang Army leave with their own eyes, so why are you asking?

It's such a waste of time...

Having safely entered the Blue Army command post, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly headed towards the location he remembered.

Well, since he alone cannot form a queue,

Therefore, he dared not look around, lest he reveal his true intentions.

As you go deeper, you meet and encounter more and more people.

Fortunately, no one noticed anything unusual, and no one spoke to him.

It's worth mentioning that the camp was completely dark at this moment, which greatly concealed his deceptive actions!

Without further ado,

Lin Feng arrived at the location of the tent he remembered without any problems.

Even now, you can see from the outside that there is still light inside the tent.

Two sentries stood guard on either side of the tent flap.

Therefore, it can be almost certainly concluded that it is the command tent!

Of course, Lin Feng didn't dare to rush in rashly.

Given the cautionary tale of Xiao Zhuang in the movie, how about considering live-fire bodyguards?

Chapter 7: Use me in the first battle, and victory is assured!

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He raised his gun, stepped forward, and before the sentry could stop him, Lin Feng shouted, "Report!"

"Come in,"

Having received permission, Lin Feng completely ignored the strange reactions of the two sentries and lifted the curtain to enter.

The next second, a lieutenant general, a major general, and several field officers came into view.

Alright, accurate and flawless, it's all here!

At this moment, Lieutenant General Du Ming'en is Du Feifei's maternal grandfather.

He was leading a group of officers and soldiers in a sand table simulation.

Looking up at that moment, I saw that the person who came in was a special forces soldier I didn't recognize.

He asked in surprise, "Hey kid from Wolf Fang, what's going on with you? Where's He Zhijun?"

"Report," Lin Feng said, saluting first.

"Comrade, please order your guards not to fire, so as to avoid accidental injury."

Amidst a crowd of puzzled, or rather, questioning,

Lin Feng grinned and said, "I'm not a soldier of the Wolf Fang."

"I belong to the Red Army, the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company of the 8th Special Regiment."

"It is now announced that all commanders have been killed in action."

"Considering the leaders' feelings, I will not fire."

"Of course, I'm even more afraid of the commander's bodyguards firing a live bullet at me!"

What is that? A scout belonging to the Red Army?

He actually managed to infiltrate the Blue Team's command center all by himself?

What exactly is the garrison for?

What exactly is the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade doing?

Well, the officers were still in a daze for a long time.

Or perhaps they were speechless, and even more unwilling to believe it...

Just then, the curtain was lifted, and two sentries rushed in together, guns at the ready.

However, before the gun could be aimed...

Lin Feng dodged and, with incredibly fast cleaver movements, knocked out the two sentries.

Everything happened and was accomplished in the blink of an eye.

It was so sharp it was outrageous, leaving a group of officers stunned!

No problem. As Lin Feng gently laid the two sentries down, he glanced at the guards.

Seeing that he didn't pull out a gun, I felt relieved!

"Please forgive them, sir. They will wake up soon."

"Well, I can't stay here any longer. Goodbye..."

"Hey kid, wait!"

Du Ming'en stopped him and said bitterly, "You've successfully beheaded us."

"Then this year's military exercises can be declared over immediately."

"Hey kid, why are you in such a hurry to run away?"

Ugh, how could I not be anxious?

There are many situations that you big shots don't understand!

Despite his inner grumbling, Lin Feng stopped as instructed and saluted.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

What instructions could a defeated general possibly give?

Ugh, this... can't you tell I'm embarrassed?