Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

Fang Tangjing was so angry that his face turned ashen and his chest heaved violently.

He never expected that Kang Tuan could be so able to incite the emotions of the public and instantly cause fluctuations in public opinion.

We must find a way to suppress it.

Fang Tangjing suddenly turned his spearhead towards Kang Tuan and sternly said, "Comrade Kang Lei! Please be mindful of your status and the occasion! In this court, under open and aboveboard circumstances, how can you be allowed to utter such foul language?"

He leaned forward, his tone filled with undeniable authority. "You are blatantly flouting the judicial process! This is a courtroom to settle disputes, not your Iron Fist Group's training ground for shouting and killing. How dare you act wildly and curse here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned sideways, raised his arm, and pointed his fingertips like swords at Chen Haonan in the dock. His tone suddenly rose, revealing a righteous and stern awe: "Yes, this child's military talent is indeed rare. No one can deny that he has made a name for himself in the army at such a young age. But everyone, please open your eyes and look—he is only nine years old this year! What does nine years old mean? Whose child here wasn't studying in school and acting like a spoiled brat in front of their parents when they were nine years old?"

Fang Tangjing's gaze swept across the audience, as if seeking resonance, and his voice rose. "Our Yan Country has been peaceful for decades. Aside from occasional friction on the border, actual combat is practically the stuff of textbooks. Everyday drills and tactical exercises are, after all, simulations! In this kind of environment, a nine-year-old suddenly appears on the field. It's like putting an unripe apple on a scale. What will the opponent think? They'll think, 'What does this kid know?' They'll subconsciously let their guard down, or even go easy on him because 'he's still young.' Isn't that just human nature?"

He suddenly emphasized his tone, as if revealing a neglected truth. "Even if he really does win first place in the National Special Forces Competition, I wouldn't be surprised! After all, who would argue with a half-grown child? Losing is dishonorable, and winning is humiliating. If you were in his shoes, would you give it your all?"

The last sentence was like a stone thrown into a lake, instantly causing ripples in the audience.

"What the presiding judge said... seems to make some sense." A logistics officer in civilian uniform stroked his chin and whispered to his colleagues. "Last time, our division conducted a joint exercise with the Iron Fist Regiment. I heard that it was this Chen Haonan who led the team and took out our command vehicle. At the time, I was wondering how we could lose to a kid. Now I think, maybe our people just didn't take it seriously."

The bespectacled staff officer next to him pushed up his glasses and agreed, "That's right. My dad's company suffered a similar loss during the Vietnam War. A kid, about twelve or thirteen, appeared harmless enough at the entrance of the village, carrying a bamboo basket. But as we got closer, we realized the basket was filled with explosives, which instantly injured three of our comrades. This incident was later recorded in military history as a warning to everyone not to be misled by the word 'kid'."

"So, the Thunder Commando's defeat this time might really be due to underestimating the enemy?"

"That's possible. After all, the opponent is a nine-year-old child."

"Yeah, no one would have thought he could be so powerful, right? If he gave in during the drill, he'd be at a huge disadvantage in actual combat..."

"That's right, actual combat and exercises, how can they be the same?"

The discussion spread like a tide, and the public opinion that originally favored Chen Haonan showed signs of reversal. Many people looked at Chen Haonan with a bit more scrutiny and suspicion in their eyes.

Lei Zhan sat in his seat, his tense shoulders obviously relaxed a little, and even his breathing became much smoother.

He had been pointed at by Kang Tuan and scolded for "taking revenge on personal gain". His face felt hot as if he had been slapped several times, and even the base of his neck was red. He wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Hearing Fang Tangjing's words and listening to the discussions of his colleagues around him, he seemed to have found his backbone. He cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak. His voice was calm and relieved, but also revealed a hint of deliberately suppressed grievance.

"The presiding judge is right," Lei Zhan's gaze swept across the room, finally landing on Kang Lei with a subtle hint of provocation. "I admit, Chen Haonan is indeed exceptional. In several internal confrontations within the Wolf Fang base, his performance even put many veteran team members to shame. But this precisely illustrates the problem—he's used to relying on his 'age advantage' and 'surprise' to win in exercises. Once this mentality is applied to actual combat, it can be fatal!"

He paused, his tone suddenly becoming heavy, as if recalling a heart-wrenching past. His voice was thick with regret. "This time, to rescue An Ran and capture the Liu family drug lord, our Thunderbolt Commando team conducted three full days and three nights of preliminary reconnaissance! From the topography of the Liu family villa, to the drug dealers' sleep patterns, to the firepower configuration of the stronghold, we even knew the intervals between their shift changes! The original plan was to raid at three in the morning, when everyone is most sleepy. We could use the cover of darkness to wipe out their lair and capture the main culprit in one fell swoop! But where is Chen Haonan?"

Lei Zhan slammed his hand on the table, the sound so loud it made the water cup jump up. His voice suddenly rose, filled with suppressed anger: "He insisted on interfering, rushing in with his men without even notifying us. This is real combat, not a playful drill! One wrong move could mean lives at stake, and bloodshed will be shed! But does he understand?"

"He relied on his previous victories in the exercises and was so proud of himself that he completely ignored all our experience. Just because we arrived two hours early, we were exposed! That's why the accident happened..."

At this point, Lei Zhan's eyes reddened and his voice choked with sobs. "Yan Wang is my old partner, he's been with me for eight years! From recruit company to special forces, we've carried out thirteen dangerous missions together, and we always came back alive! But this time...because of the willfulness of a nine-year-old child, he stayed there forever!"

He pointed at Chen Haonan, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement. "Captain Kang, you said you wanted justice. But let me ask you, where is the justice of the devil? His parents are still waiting for him to be discharged and come home to get married, but now all they receive is a martyr's certificate! Is this what you call 'justice'?"

"I admit that as captain, I have an unshirkable responsibility," Lei Zhan said with a deep breath, his tone filled with determination. "I let him go undercover, which was a dereliction of duty. But if Chen Haonan hadn't insisted on his own way and disrupted the entire deployment, Yan Wang wouldn't have been sacrificed! I can guarantee this with my rank!"

These words were powerful and full of sadness, which instantly attracted the sympathy of many people and the discussion in the audience changed direction again.

"So, this kid is really too reckless? Actual combat is no joke."

"Actual combat is different from drills. You can't make a single mistake. He really needs to change his temper. He's too stubborn."

"It's not easy for Lei Zhan either. Losing his brother who had been through thick and thin with him must be like a knife in his heart..."

Kang Lei stood there, listening to Lei Zhan's tearful accusations and watching the wavering discussions of his colleagues around him. He felt a surge of anger rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, burning his internal organs.

He never expected that things would be so difficult.

The presiding judge and Lei Zhan and others were clearly confusing right and wrong, using sweet words and seemingly impeccable logic to weave a big net, but they spoke so coherently, and seized on Chen Haonan's age advantage and unexpected events to make a fuss, leaving him unable to find a breakthrough to refute for a while.

"Ha ha……"

Amidst the noisy discussions, someone suddenly laughed.