Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

After the code name was determined, Elder Ye, in high spirits, walked with steady and firm steps toward the group of people who were still exploring the base with curiosity. He stood tall and straight, exuding an aura of authority that seemed to resonate with everyone's hearts with every step he took.

"Greetings, Commander!" The crowd stood at attention in unison, giving a standard military salute.

Their synchronized movements, like those of a precisely calibrated machine, displayed an exceptionally high level of discipline. Loud and resolute voices echoed throughout the spacious base, lingering for a long time.

Old Master Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sharp as he swept over the group of young soldiers before him.

His eyes held both the loving affection of an elder for a younger generation and the earnest expectations for his soldiers. Then, Elder Ye spoke slowly, his voice deep and resonant: "From today onward, you all share a common and significant codename—Dragon Thorn. These two words carry the sacred mission bestowed upon you by the nation, representing the nation's Achilles' heel. The Achilles' heel is the dragon's vital point, symbolizing the nation's bottom line and dignity. Whoever dares to touch the nation's bottom line or challenge its authority, you must, like sharp thorns, step forward without hesitation and deliver a resolute and fatal counterattack. This is the supreme power the nation has granted you, and it is also a profound expectation placed upon each and every one of you. The nation needs you to become the sharpest blades, guarding the nation's peace in the darkness and defending its dignity in times of crisis."

Old Master Ye's words were like a heavy hammer striking a drum, each sound resonating deep within people's hearts.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes instantly ignited with a fervent and unwavering light, a light like a burning flame, filled with a steadfast dedication and sense of responsibility for their mission. They knew that the moment they stepped into this base...

Their own fate is now closely linked to the security of the nation, and they are about to become the sharpest weapon in the hands of the country, going through fire and water for the peace and stability of the nation.

"By the way, I'm sure your boss has already told you that you belong to the National Strategic Security Bureau. However, you may not be very clear about some of the details of this organization. Now, let me explain it to you in detail. First, let's talk about the benefits. I must say, your benefits are even more generous than mine, the head of the organization." Old Ye smiled, a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed confusion and surprise, exchanging glances, their minds filled with questions. They never imagined that their treatment would be better than that of their superior.

Facing the curious and puzzled gazes of the crowd, Elder Ye's expression turned serious as he slowly said, "In addition to our regular salaries, every comrade in the National Strategic Security Bureau receives a generous bonus on a regular basis. This bonus is quite substantial, even comparable to our salaries. It's not just money; it's the nation's recognition of your hard work and a token of appreciation and reward for your selfless dedication to the country."

Old Ye paused briefly, his gaze softening yet firming, before continuing with a more emphasizing tone: "Moreover, the nation's care for you extends to your families. From now on, in your hometowns, dedicated government officials will regularly deliver essential supplies to your families. These supplies will comprehensively meet your family's daily expenses, ensuring your families live without worry. That's right, all these costs will be borne by the nation. Moreover, for single-parent families, the nation is even more considerate, providing dedicated caregivers to take care of your families' daily lives. You are fighting bravely for the nation on the front lines, and the nation will naturally protect your families from behind. You are the nation's sharpest weapon, and the nation will wholeheartedly cherish each and every one of your families."

As Elder Ye recounted his story, a profound sense of belonging welled up within everyone. They had joined the military with fervent patriotism and ideals, never imagining they would receive such generous treatment and such heartfelt care from the nation.

As soldiers, they are away from home year-round, enduring hardships in training and missions, wholeheartedly serving the country, yet often feeling they owe their families too much. Now, the country's meticulous arrangements have somewhat eased their guilt and strengthened their resolve to dedicate everything to the nation.

One can imagine that once such generous benefits are implemented, not only will their parents feel incredibly gratified and proud, but relatives and neighbors will likely cast envious glances. After all, such national-level benefits were previously only enjoyed by top talents who have made outstanding contributions to the country, such as academicians. And now, these young soldiers are fortunate enough to be among them—how could they not feel proud and honored?

"Furthermore, for every meritorious service you achieve during your missions, the nation will provide corresponding rewards. These rewards are not merely material, but also a high recognition of your heroic actions. Moreover, the nation will arrange the best educational resources for your children in the future. From kindergarten to university, the nation will ensure that your children receive the highest quality education, laying a solid foundation for their future development. The nation will also properly arrange employment for your immediate family members based on their abilities and strengths, enabling them to contribute to the nation in their respective positions. In short, every comrade in the National Strategic Security Bureau is a treasure of the nation. You shed blood and sweat on the battlefield, fearlessly facing dangers; the nation will absolutely not let any hero down."

Elder Ye's words flowed like a warm and powerful current into the hearts of every soldier. Filled with emotion and gratitude, their spirits soared, and they roared in unison, "Loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people..."

"The second question, as I'm sure you all know, is that the National Strategic Security Bureau is a top-level department at the SSS level. This means that each of your identities is classified as SSS Top Secret, extremely important and highly confidential. No law enforcement agency has the right to investigate your files, not even the highest-ranking official in your province or city. Your identity information is strictly protected by the state to ensure that you can carry out your missions smoothly and avoid external interference and threats. You must understand that this top-secret identity is not only an honor, but also a heavy responsibility. You must always be vigilant, strictly abide by confidentiality regulations, and never disclose any information related to your identity."

When Elder Ye finished speaking, the soldiers present, being mostly young and ambitious, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement upon hearing about such a high level of secrecy and privileges. In their minds, the higher the rank, the greater the privileges. Thinking about the special identity they were about to possess, they felt both excited and proud, as if they had suddenly become important figures shouldering heavy responsibilities for the nation.

"The privileges you enjoy are particularly evident in domestic travel. Whether it's taking public transportation, such as cars or trains, or flying, it's all free. The state grants you these privileges so that you can act more conveniently and efficiently when carrying out your duties."

Upon hearing this news, everyone was once again deeply shocked. They hadn't expected that joining the National Strategic Security Agency would grant them so many enviable privileges. Some couldn't help but secretly exclaim: "Wow, I definitely made the right choice! No wonder it's the National Strategic Security Agency!"

But just as everyone was still immersed in excitement, Elder Ye suddenly changed the subject, his expression turning serious: "The third question is about a crucial assessment before you become true members of the National Strategic Security Bureau. This assessment involves your rank. Let me put it this way: each of you has a different rank, which will be reflected in the upcoming assessment. The ranks range from Level 1 to Level 3. The higher the rank, the higher the level of secrecy, and the greater the responsibilities and missions you bear. The assessment covers multiple aspects, including your professional skills, psychological qualities, adaptability, loyalty, and so on. This is not only a test of your past training results, but also to ensure that you can handle the more challenging tasks ahead."

As he spoke, Elder Ye pointed to a room ahead and said firmly, "Start lining up now and enter one by one to receive a one-on-one assessment. We can begin."

This sudden change caught everyone off guard, leaving them somewhat bewildered. Just a moment ago, they were listening to the introduction of various generous benefits, filled with joy and anticipation for the future. How did it turn into an assessment in the blink of an eye? The soldiers couldn't help but wonder: Did the commander think they weren't qualified enough, so he was eliminating some people through an assessment?

Upon realizing this, everyone tensed up. Just moments ago, they had been blinded by the rosy prospects described by their leader, thinking they had joined an incredibly powerful department. But if they failed the assessment now, it would be a lifelong regret! They knew that this assessment was crucial to whether they could truly become members of the National Strategic Security Bureau, and it concerned their future fate and mission.

"Is it really a test? I'm a little nervous. What if I don't pass?" a soldier muttered under his breath, his voice revealing obvious anxiety.

"I'm not afraid to fight on the battlefield, but the thought of exams gives me a headache." Another soldier chimed in with a low complaint, a helpless expression on his face.

"Shut up, all of you, keep quiet!" Fan Tianlei walked over with a serious expression and shouted. His eyes revealed an undeniable authority. "Anyone who talks nonsense here will be eliminated right now and won't need to participate in the assessment."

It has to be said that Lao Fan's move was indeed effective. His words were like a heavy hammer, instantly suppressing everyone. The scene immediately fell silent, with only the tense breathing of the crowd audible. No one dared to make a sound; everyone knew Lao Fan's strictness and dared not easily disobey his orders.

The first member of the elite team, filled with trepidation, slowly walked towards the assessment room. His steps were heavy, each one feeling as if carrying a thousand pounds. Upon entering the room, he saw that the furnishings were simple yet solemn, with an examiner sitting at the table, his expression stern. Once the assessment began, a series of questions and challenges followed, and he focused intently, striving to handle each step.

Less than two minutes later, he came out, looking completely bewildered. He was still replaying the assessment in his mind, unsure of his performance.

"What happened? Did you pass?" The person in front couldn't hold back any longer and asked anxiously in a low voice. His eyes were filled with expectation and worry, hoping to get some information from the first person to come out.

"I passed! I got the highest level 3 status, hehe!"