Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

...Personal Star Sea Medal.

The moment that person finished speaking, the entire training ground fell into dead silence.

The wind stopped and the recruits' breathing stopped.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two brocade boxes that person was holding.

It was as if they were not boxes, but two bombs that were about to explode.

Personal Star Sea Medal?

What an international joke!

Everyone present knew what the Star Sea Medal was. It was the supreme honor for the Night Watchmen of Daxia.

Only heroes who have made outstanding contributions to the country and the people are qualified to wear it.

The personal Star Sea Medal is only awarded to those individuals who play a decisive role in key missions and turn the tide.

There are only a few of these things in the whole of Daxia!

And now, someone, under the order of the Supreme Commander Zuo Qing, comes to deliver this thing to two recruits who look similar to them?

"Is this a mistake?" a recruit muttered subconsciously, his voice particularly harsh in the silence.

"Yeah, isn't it the same name?"

"Aren't they the instructors who trained with us?"

"It's quite impressive, but a personal Star Sea Medal? This..."

The members of the Night Squad almost popped their eyes out of their heads.

After spending a few days with Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, they felt that these two people were unfathomable.

But they never imagined that their achievements had reached the point where they could alert Commander Zuo and be awarded the personal Star Sea Medal!

The soldier who delivered the medal turned a deaf ear to the discussions around him. His eyes swept through the crowd, as if looking for a target.

"Who is Lin Qiye and who is Wu Hen?"

The crowd automatically parted to form a path, and everyone's eyes were focused on the back of the team.

Those two young men exuded a sense of laziness from head to toe.

Baili Pangpang was hiding in the crowd. Seeing this, he quickly jumped out and pointed at the two people beside him.

With a proud and sly smile on his face, he said, "Here, here! My brother!"

The soldier's eyes locked instantly.

He walked quickly to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, saluted them straight in the air,

There was undisguised admiration and fanaticism in his eyes.

"Mr. Lin Qiye, Mr. Wu Hen, I heard about your deeds in Takama-ga-hara at headquarters."

"Commander Zuo speaks highly of you! It is my honor to personally present you two with the medals!"

His voice was loud and excited, and every word was like a hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone around him.

Gao Tianyuan!

As soon as these three words came out, the expressions of some well-informed instructors changed instantly.

They knew that something earth-shattering had happened in Takama-ga-hara some time ago, but the specific details were classified as top secret.

Unexpectedly, it was related to the two young men in front of me!

Wu Hen's eyes were calm and he looked at the soldier in front of him calmly.

He glanced at the two brocade boxes again, as if they were not some rare glory, but just two ordinary wooden boxes.

Lin Qiye scratched his head, seeming a little uncomfortable with this kind of scene where everyone was paying attention.

"Thank you." Wu Hen said lightly and reached out to take one of the boxes.

Lin Qiye also took the other one.

The soldier completed his mission and saluted solemnly again. Then he flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

As soon as he left, the training ground exploded instantly!

"Holy shit! Was that teleportation just now?!"

"Oh my god, Takamagahara...what on earth did those two do?"

"Personal Star Sea Medal! It's worth it to see it once in my life, and they each have one!"

The recruits could no longer maintain their formation and swarmed over, craning their necks to see what the legendary medal looked like.

The members of the Night Squad squeezed to the front and started shouting at the same time.

"Qi Ye, Wu Hen, open it and take a look!"

"That's right, let's open our eyes!"

Amidst the noise, Wu Hen remained unusually calm.

He ignored the jeers around him and opened the brocade box on his own.

An exquisite medal lay quietly on the red velvet.

The main body of the medal is made of an unknown metal, dark gold.

In the center is a deep sea of ​​stars, which seems to contain the entire universe.

Above the sea of ​​stars, a relief of a sharp sword pierces through. Wherever the sword points, the stars avoid it.

Wu Hen's gaze lingered on the medal for a few seconds, and then he took out another medal from his pocket.

That was the third-class Star Sea Medal they had collectively won as members of the "Dawn" team.

Comparing the two, a judgment is made.

Although the collective medal is also exquisite, it is not as good as the individual medal in front of me.

It was like a replica from the village blacksmith shop meeting a royal treasure.

Whether it is the material, the carving or the indescribable "momentum" contained therein, there is a huge difference.

"It's indeed different." Wu Hen said softly, his fingertips gently running across the cold sword-edge relief of the medal, as if thinking about something.

At this moment, a steady and powerful voice came from outside the crowd.

"What are you all doing here? Is the training over?"

When everyone heard the sound, they turned around and saw Chief Instructor Yuan Gang with a dark face striding towards them with several instructors.

The new recruits immediately scattered like birds and beasts and stood back in line obediently.

Yuan Gang ignored the new recruits.

Instead, it fell directly on the brocade box in Wu Hen and Lin Qiye's hands, and a complex and inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Personal Star Sea Medal?" Yuan Gang's voice was a little hoarse.

"I've been a soldier for twenty years, and I've only seen it once."

"Tell me, you two little bastards, what earth-shattering thing did you two do behind our backs?"

The instructors around also pricked up their ears, they were equally curious.

Lin Qiye smiled, closed the box, and said casually, "Nothing, Instructor Yuan, I was just lucky and helped out a little."

Yuan Gang didn't believe a single word of this nonsense.

Can you get a personal Star Sea Medal by doing a little favor?

So if he cleans out all the toilets in the training camp, can he go directly to the headquarters to be the commander?

He knew that the two guys were tight-lipped and he couldn't pry anything out of them, so he was too lazy to ask any more questions.

His gaze turned and fixed on the long black box that Wu Hen and Lin Qiye had been carrying on their backs.

"Okay, I won't ask about your achievements."

Yuan Gang pointed at the black box.

"What about this? You've been carrying it around with you guys ever since you came back. It's so mysterious. What treasure is inside it?"

When this question came out, even Lin Qiye's expression became a little serious.

Wu Hen looked up at Yuan Gang, and after a moment's silence, he slowly uttered five words:

"Tian Cong Yun Sword."

"What the hell?" Yuan Gang didn't react for a moment.

A young instructor nearby who was well versed in myths and legends suddenly took a deep breath.

He cried out, "The Murakumo sword?! The Kusanagi sword, one of the three sacred weapons of Sakurajima?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yuan Gang and the other instructors' faces turned pale.

They stared at the ordinary black box, their eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

You stole someone else's artifact and brought it back so brazenly?

Are these two guys crazy?!

Yuan Gang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

He lowered his voice and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You guys... are awesome."

He now finally understood why Commander Zuo personally ordered the awarding of the medal.

This is no longer a meritorious service; this is directly digging up someone's ancestral grave and carrying the ancestral tablets back!

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Gang forced himself to calm down. He came here today for more important things.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." His face straightened and became extremely serious.

"I just received a direct order from Commander Zuo. The situation is urgent. The training plans of all new recruits must be changed."

Wu Hen rearranged the medals and the black box, raised his head, and looked at Yuan Gang sharply: "How do I change it?"

"The commander requires that these new recruits complete all training programs and meet graduation standards within ten days."

"What?!" This time, even Wu Hen, who was always calm, frowned.

The instructors nearby were completely shocked.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Three months of courses compressed into ten days? Are you kidding me?"

"Even a god couldn't do it!"

"This is sending them to their deaths!"

Yuan Gang ignored the protests of others and just stared at Wu Hen and Lin Qiye: "I know this is unreasonable, but it is an order."

"Now is not the time to ask why, but how. The commander means that you two will be fully responsible."

The entire training ground fell into silence again.

All the new recruits looked at Yuan Gang as if he were a madman, and looked at Wu Hen and Lin Qiye as if they were dead.

Three months of training in ten days?

This is no longer devilish training, this is a crash course in hell!

Lin Qiye frowned, obviously feeling that this task was too difficult.

However, after his initial surprise, Wu Hen quickly calmed down.

A cold and resolute light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Instructor Yuan." He spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"If we follow the conventional training method, it would be impossible to complete the training in ten days, let alone a month."

Yuan Gang stared at him: "So?"

A chilling arc appeared at the corner of Wu Hen's mouth.

“So, conventional methods cannot be used.”

He looked around at the new recruits who still had childish and frightened expressions on their faces and said slowly,

"If you want to turn a group of sheep into battlefield wolves in ten days, normal 'training' is no longer effective."

There was a bone-chilling chill in his words, causing everyone present to shiver involuntarily.

"Then what do we need?" Yuan Gang asked.

Wu Hen's gaze finally rested on Yuan Gang's face, and he spoke word by word, "We need to start from another aspect."

"...Detailed battle plan."

The moment the visitor finished speaking, a thin file bag was handed to Yuan Gang.

Yuan Gang's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to reach out to take it, a hand was faster than him and pressed down the file bag.

It’s Wu Hen.

"No need." Wu Hen's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.

"We have our own plans."

what? !

The officer who came to deliver the documents was stunned, and even Yuan Gang was stunned.

These two new recruits actually dared to reject the battle plan issued personally by their superiors?

Lin Qiye grinned and added in a rather rogue manner, "That's right. Instead of following someone else's script, we prefer to write our own."

"Instructor Yuan, this is something we worked out together. Would you mind taking a look at it?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a neatly folded map from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

Yuan Gang's gaze swept across the faces of the two young men, and finally landed on the simple but densely marked map.

He picked it up silently, and the more he looked at it, the faster his breathing became. Finally, he slapped his thigh!

"Good boy!" Yuan Gang's eyes flashed with surprising light.

"Drain the firewood from under the cauldron and strike straight at the dragon's lair! Ruthless! Wild! Much more exciting than the headquarters' plan! I agree!"

This time, even the officer who delivered the documents was dumbfounded.

What kind of monsters are these two new recruits?

How could it make Yuan Gang, the "living devil", lose his composure like this?

Yuan Gang rubbed his hands excitedly and stared at Wu Hen and Lin Qiye:

"Just do as you wish! When do we leave?"

"There's no rush to set off." Wu Hen shook his head, unbelievably calm.

"Those new recruits just went through a fierce battle, their nerves are as frayed as wire. Sending them out now would be like sending them to their deaths."

Lin Qiye continued, "That's right, we need to let them relax completely."

"My suggestion is to give everyone a long vacation first, eat well, drink well, have fun, and restore their energy and spirit."

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood."

As soon as these words were spoken, the excitement on Yuan Gang's face froze instantly.

He nodded approvingly, which then turned into a sigh.

"You deserve a holiday. It's good that you thought of that."

He changed the subject, his tone heavy, "What a pity, the timing is unfortunate."

Yuan Gang raised his head and looked out the window in the direction of Shangjing City, his eyes so complicated that it made people's heart palpitate.

"I'm afraid things are going to change in Shangjing City."

At the same time, at the headquarters of Special Team No. 006.

Shao Pingge was holding the encrypted phone tightly, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Commander Zuo, are you saying... war is really coming?" His voice trembled slightly with nervousness.

A calm and majestic voice came from the other end of the phone: "The order has been issued."

"Shao Pingge, the matter in Shangjing must be handled by you personally. There is no time to lose."

"I have sent someone new to take your place."

Shao Pingge's heart was shocked: "A new... candidate?"

"Yes, tonight."

After the call was hung up, a team member immediately knocked on the door and came in, handing over a top-secret file that had just been faxed over.

There was only one name on the file.

Shao Pingge opened it and his eyes fell on the name column. He subconsciously muttered:

"Chen...Han?"

Dark as ink.

In front of the dilapidated building of the Anta County Forest Protection Bureau, a man in a military coat was leaning against the wall and smoking.

The spark from the cigarette butt flickered in the cold wind, illuminating a young but angular face.

He just stood there quietly, his whole body like a sharp blade that had restrained all its edge but could still pierce the night sky.

The wind and snow lifted up the corners of his clothes, and his bottomless eyes flashed with a faint color in the darkness, as if they could see through people's hearts.

He put out his cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Then he turned around and walked slowly into the dark little building of the Forest Ranger Bureau.

The night is still long.

Finding a place to sit and wait seemed like a good option.