The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

After half a month of hellish intensive training, Chen Jun and Xing Tian finally looked like mercenaries, which qualified them to attend the meeting.

Seeing that everyone in the conference room was present, Chen Jun knew without guessing what they were going to do.

Good morning, everyone.

Good morning, sir.

After exchanging greetings with his teammates, Roger, who was standing at the front, got straight to the point and began the meeting.

"Our mission this time is very simple. As everyone knows, on December 25, 1998, the leader of the Red Vanguard, George, surrendered to the Funan government."

On February 9th of this year, the last 1,700 Red Vanguard fighters were incorporated into the Funan government army.

On March 6, Cohen, the last leader of the Red Vanguard, was captured by government forces, marking the end of the Red Vanguard, one of the most famous radical organizations in the world.

However, a group of Red Vanguard suicide soldiers, numbering over a hundred, refused to surrender and vowed revenge.

They've been spotted near Delin recently, here... here... and here. Our mission tonight is to find them and make them surrender.

Does anyone have any more questions?

After Captain Roger finished his detailed briefing, he turned his gaze to everyone present.

The operation is briefed before it begins, and superiors listen to the suggestions of subordinates—a bottom-up logic, a standard SEAL system.

This alone is enough to show Roger's background!

Captain Roger's briefing did not mention any specific actions, and everyone present was a veteran of the battlefield, so they naturally had their own thoughts and suggestions.

Next, everyone shared their opinions and gave their full expression.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian were newcomers who knew absolutely nothing about warfare or tactics, and were not qualified to participate in the discussion of action plans.

Chen Jun chose to be a good student, listening attentively to everyone's words.

Study hard every day and become an expert as soon as possible.

Xing Tian's mentality is that of a typical nineteen-year-old boy, far less composed than Chen Jun, who has lived two lives, thus turning him into a curious child.

"What if they don't surrender?" Xing Tian asked the cowboy sitting next to him.

"If you don't surrender, we'll kill you," the cowboy said bluntly, as if he were talking about killing a chicken.

"Why kill them all? Can you really do it? You're not enemies. Can't you just let them go if they don't surrender?" Xing Tian said, unable to bear it.

"This is a mission; there aren't many reasons."

The cowboy's words remained cold, and perhaps thinking that Xing Tian was still a newcomer, he added: "Don't think they are good people. In the more than three years they have been in power, at least one million people in Funan have died unnatural deaths, while the country's total population is only seven million."

If you feel guilty, you can simply consider it as punishing the devil on behalf of God; their hands have more blood on them than the devil's.

One-seventh of the national population died?

Xing Tian was shocked by the exaggerated number and realized for the first time how naive his ideas were, and that the world was far from being black and white as he had thought.

"Then who is hiring us to do this? Why don't the government and the army do it?" Xing Tian changed the subject.

"The Funan government has its own difficulties, and we don't need to concern ourselves with the specific reasons. We are mercenaries; as long as they pay us, we'll work for them," Di Huo chimed in from the side.

"Would you do it just because you're paid?"

Upon hearing such a direct answer, Xing Tian stood there stunned and remained silent.

He was still finding it hard to accept at first.

Half an hour later.

After the meeting ended and everyone dispersed to prepare their equipment, Big Buck, who had thick lips and looked very honest, appeared, carrying two large canvas bags.

"Xingtian, Chen Jun, these are yours. They contain combat uniforms and weapons. Put them on and we'll assemble in the hall to prepare for departure."

As Big Buck spoke, he placed the canvas bags in front of Xing Tian and Chen Jun respectively.

Military equipment and ammunition were packed in a bag, with two weapons, one long and one short, placed on top of it. Both were M16s and Beretta 92FS pistols.

"Wait a minute, Big Buck, I don't want to use the M16 anymore. Can I get a different one? It has too high failure rate."

Xing Tian has never used an M16 rifle, but that doesn't stop him from being a seasoned military enthusiast and a gun master on the forum.

"Ha ha."

Big Buck looked at him strangely and asked with a smile, "So what kind of gun do you want to use? Oh, I forgot, you people from Da Dong all like to use AK series guns. I'll go get one for you."

The forum's top gun player is terrifyingly powerful.

"Don't look down on me. People from Dongda University don't just know about AKs. I want an HK33 rifle, or an SG550 assault rifle, or at least an AUG."

Xing Tian's expression was not good. He disliked it when others looked down on the people of Da Dong Kingdom, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant. We don't have the HK33 and AUG you mentioned, but we do have a few SG550s. Wait a moment, I'll go get them for you."

Big Buck was a very kind person. He sensed the displeasure in Xing Tian's words and immediately apologized.

"It's okay, I know you didn't mean it. Actually, I was being a bit too sensitive. I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous about going to the battlefield soon, so..."

Seeing that the other party was so nice, Xing Tian felt a little embarrassed and apologized to them as well.

"Everyone feels this way the first time they go to the battlefield. Don't be nervous, I'll take care of you." Big Buck patted Xing Tian on the shoulder, his face full of sincerity.

"Thank you, Big Buck."

Xing Tian expressed his gratitude, then asked curiously, "Why do Cowboy and Fast & Slow Machine talk so little, unlike you and Butcher who are so talkative?"

"Um……"

Big Buck didn't answer immediately; his hesitant expression was somewhat awkward.

"Because they don't trust you, they won't talk to you much."

The butcher, carrying an SG550 assault rifle, pushed open the door, placed it on the table, and said seriously, "Trust between soldiers is not so easy to obtain."

If you do anything foolish during the operation that seriously threatens their safety, remember, they will eliminate you decisively.

Xing Tian's pupils dilated upon hearing this, and his face turned pale with fright.

"That's not true, he's exaggerating. We're all partners on the battlefield, no one will kill you," Big Buck quickly reassured him.

"It's okay, Buck. I wasn't prepared to live after being caught by the butcher. I'm mentally prepared. You go ahead and make your preparations."

Xing Tian's face was pale, his stomach was cramping, and stomach acid was hitting his throat again and again. This was a stress response caused by fear.

"Why!"

Big Buck sighed and was about to leave when Chen Jun called him back.

"Hey, Big Buck, don't you feel like these two guns are really unsuitable for me? If not, take a closer look?"