Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Inside the training camp.

Wearing a military uniform, Yuan Gang slammed his hand on the table with a "bang": "Where's the list of new recruits?"

"Sir, this is the list."

A soldier quickly stepped forward and handed the list to Yuan Gang.

Yuan Gang rubbed his eyes as he looked at the list, examining it twice more. "Damn it... what kind of lineup is this this year?"

"What's wrong, sir?" The instructor behind him leaned forward curiously, then froze. "The young master of the Guangshen Baili Group?"

"The first family of Great Xia, besides the government, is the second sponsor behind the Night Watch, the Forbidden Museum..." another instructor said, "the young master of the Night Watch's owner family."

Yuan Gang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Once you're in the training camp, everyone is equal. Grind them to death! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

"Yes!"

The instructors nodded solemnly.

Yuan Gang's gaze fell on the list: "Agents of the Gods".

"Which deity is it?" an instructor asked.

Yuan Gang looked up at the sky: "Code name 003, Seraphim Michael."

"The last divine agent who came out of the recruit training camp... wasn't it the King of the special squad [Masked]?"

"Correct!"

Yuan Gang looked at the list in his hand, circled a few names on it with a red pen, and sighed helplessly.

"A young master from the Baili Group"

An agent of a Seraphim deity....

etc!!!"

Yuan Gang's pen moved down a little, and an explanation above it startled him.

"Immortal and indestructible, his body withstood Klein's attack without dying, and... damn it, his speed is almost at the speed of light!??"

"Are you kidding me?"

Hearing this, the instructors behind were also dumbfounded.

The Peace Office is located dozens of kilometers away.

Wen Qimo sneezed and rubbed his nose:

"Captain, is it alright that I exaggerated Wentian's resume so much?"

Chen Muye was wiping his knife: "There's no other way. We need to fight for some funding, even if it means sacrificing personal achievements for the team."

Besides, why do you think I've been feeding him tips every day for the past two weeks?

With his freakish physical abilities, and being a former member of the 006 squad, we should share the burden...

As he spoke, Chen Muyi rubbed his scabbed tiger's mouth and mumbled, "If you were still alive, Lao Zhao... you'd still get beaten up."

.......

"Sir, where did this... new recruit come from? He doesn't sound human, is he some kind of animal?"

Yuan Gang remained silent for a long time, then put the list away and calmly spoke:

"Contact the [Masked] team immediately and have them come and keep things under control..."

Only a demon can be subdued!

The walkie-talkie rang as soon as he finished speaking.

"Command center, requesting reinforcements. A suspected new recruit has attempted to breach the checkpoint and wounded an entire battalion..."

Yuan Gang frowned and shouted angrily, "Is the security at our training camp this bad? You can't even control the new recruits?"

"Record the video immediately and project it onto the big screen."

Yuan Gang watched the video, where three teenagers were running amok, his gaze falling on the guy with the sniper rifle.

"Damn it, how come there's a sniper rifle??"

"Reporting to the commander, it was brought by this kid himself."

"Comes with it?"

"They were all blanks, the kind that hit you with all sorts of colors."

"Requesting backup, requesting support..." There was only a "poof" sound on the other end of the walkie-talkie, "You're dead, you can't speak anymore."

After a long silence, a smirking voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Today I'm here to behead someone!"

"Damn it, this kid definitely has a master backer." Yuan Gang stared at Zhao Wentian holding the sniper rifle on the screen.

"In this recruit camp, I'm the boss. Do they think they can defy me?"

It's important to know that those responsible for perimeter sentry duty are all special forces soldiers.

Although most of them don't have forbidden zones, who can say they aren't well-trained?

He actually got shot at by a kid with a sniper rifle.

It's no wonder Yuan Gang was flustered. He remembered when he first arrived, Captain Shao Pingge said that when they arrived in Cangnan City, they had to be careful of two people.

Lin Qiye? And Zhao Wentian too....

.......

Peace Office.

"Leng Xuan, what did you say???"

Wu Xiangnan pushed up his glasses and shouted, "You said you gave that kid a sniper rifle? And five thousand blank rounds too."

They even put him in a training camp to show off his superb marksmanship? And there's even a decapitation operation?

"Anyone who's been in the military knows that strength is everything. And don't forget, Old Zhao is a special forces soldier; he knows the ropes. What?"

Leng Xuan silently wiped the sniper rifle in his hand. "So, only troublemakers have the right to speak in the military."

Only when Uncle Zhao became a troublemaker would Qi Ye not be bullied.

And also, I have a selfish reason... which is to let those weirdos know that...

The marksman I, Leng Xuan, trained... is the number one sharpshooter!

Leng Xuan rarely speaks at such a long pace.

Wu Xiangnan was stunned by what she heard, and then pointed at Leng Xuan and cursed.

"You have violated the Night's Watch regulations... 123..."

"Vice Captain, that's enough." Hongying pouted and put her hands on her hips. "It's not live ammunition. As long as no one dies, it's fine. Besides, his marksmanship is so good."

Wu Xiangnan: ......

Si Xiaonan chuckled: "So?"

Wu Xiangnan leaned back in her chair, looking utterly aggrieved, and then asked in confusion:

"But how did he manage to take that thing away so quietly?"

.......

Zhao Wentian, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, pulled out a pistol and tossed it to Lin Qiye.

"Seven Nights, what is the soul of our Squad 136?"

Lin Qiye shook his head: "...The problem is, do we have a team spirit?"

"Yes," Zhao Wentian said with a serious expression.

If the night eventually comes

I will stand before millions of people

Draw the sword towards the abyss

The sky is stained with blood.

Standing five hundred meters behind me, I spotted the enemy command post.

"Damn it..." Lin Qiye rolled his eyes. "You're the one who started this trouble. What does it have to do with me?"

"Watch closely, this is what shooting means!"

Zhao Wentian, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, demonstrated it once.

Seated unsupported shooting

Prone unsupported shooting

Changing magazines with one hand, his movements are so smooth they're astonishing.

Soon.

Zhao Wentian disappeared from Lin Qiye's sight...

Soon, Lin Qiye and the chubby boy were subdued by a group of special forces soldiers who rushed out.

But Zhao Wentian disappeared.

.....

An hour later.

Inside the command room, Yuan Gang was so angry he was cursing. He looked at Lin Qiye in the tent.

The fat guy was sent away by Yuan Gang, who then called over Zhao Wentian's teammates.

"Where could that guy be hiding?" Yuan Gang rubbed his nose.

"I don't know. I don't understand special forces infiltration either. His specialty is infiltrating behind enemy lines and then shooting someone in the head..."

Lin Qiye shrugged, assumed a gun-wielding stance, and bang—

Yuan Gang was stunned, then fell completely silent..

"Commander, is this a sniper sent by some special forces team?" the instructor standing behind Yuan Gang exclaimed.

It wasn't just one instructor who was shocked, but all of them.

Just then, the walkie-talkie crackled to life.

Yuan Gang stared at the walkie-talkie in his hand and frowned.

"Don't move, I've already got my eye on you..."