I want to take it, but my strength is not allowed

"Captain, let it go, it's getting late."

The lieutenant colonel advised, fearing that the captain's reputation would be further tarnished. How could he manage Li Fei in the future?

"No way! Today, I will conquer him!" The colonel looked at Zhao Yan, his tone resolute.

When a soldier's temper flared up, there was no backing down.

Moreover, losing in the gun disassembly and assembly competition, if he couldn't outshine the opponent in other aspects, how could he maintain his authority in the eyes of others?

After all, the military was a place where the strong were respected.

Not to mention their special forces.

Besides, his pride was also aroused. He didn't believe that a new recruit, no matter how talented, could surpass him in every aspect as an experienced soldier.

The third company commander stood with hands behind his back, wearing a bright smile. "Don't stop him. He's honing his skills. I fully support him. Even if he needs bullets, I'll approve them for you."

Seeing that the colonel was unhappy, he felt happy.

Happiness is so simple, so pure.

"Has live ammunition shooting started?" the colonel asked.

Before the fifth platoon leader could answer, Zhao Yan said, "No, but as long as you teach me, I can win."

"Heh, quite arrogant, but shooting is not as simple as pulling the trigger. You need to be accurate. How about this, three bullets, if you hit the bullseye with one, you win," the colonel said confidently.

Because shooting skills weren't solely dependent on talent. Every sharpshooter was trained through countless bullets.

This Li Fei was too arrogant.

Today, he would teach him a lesson through shooting.

Then, the third company commander approved six rifle bullets.

Zhao Yan and the colonel each took three bullets and headed to the shooting range.

"Follow along, everyone. The officer from the elite unit is personally demonstrating live ammunition shooting. It's a good opportunity for you to broaden your horizons," the third company commander called all the members of the fifth platoon.

If the colonel won, it would be a free shooting lesson. If he lost, there would be more people to mock him (ಡωಡ).

The colonel naturally understood the third company commander's intentions. With a cold sneer, he uttered two words, "How boring."

As a seasoned veteran, could he lose in shooting to a new recruit? What a joke!

After arriving at the shooting training ground, the colonel taught Zhao Yan how to calibrate the rifle, load the ammunition, and shoot...

"Do you remember?" the colonel asked.

Zhao Yan nodded, "Let's begin."

The third company commander, holding a telescope, was responsible for scoring.

Then the two of them started shooting from a prone position.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Six gunshots rang out, followed by silence.

"Luo Siming, colonel, three shots, all bullseye," the third company commander exclaimed through the telescope.

"Wow!" The new recruits in the fifth platoon exclaimed in astonishment.

Luo Siming looked at Zhao Yan and revealed a satisfied smile, "Kid, are you convinced now?"

"Li Fei, three shots..." The third company commander paused for a moment, then raised his voice, "also bullseye!"

Boom! Everyone exploded with excitement.

"He hit the bullseye on his first try?"

"This guy is truly a born warlord!"

"I strongly suggest dissecting him, scientists!"

"Sir, I also want to be convinced, but my abilities don't allow it," Zhao Yan helplessly shook his head.

"That's impossible!" Luo Siming rushed to Captain San's side and snatched the binoculars away. Then with a snap, the binoculars fell from his hands to the ground.

He turned around, looking at Zhao Yan in disbelief.

Could there really be such a genius in the world?

Zhao remained calm and composed.

Luo Siming gritted his teeth. "Overcome a 400-meter obstacle!"

"Commander, just a friendly reminder, Li Fei completed the 3-kilometer off-road course in only ten minutes, and he didn't even break a sweat. He did three hundred pull-ups without breaking a sweat." The kind-hearted Fifth Platoon Leader couldn't bear to see Luo Siming suffer and spoke up.

Captain San kicked him again. "Enough with your chatter!"

The Fifth Platoon Leader grinned and ran to the side.

Luo Siming and the Major stared blankly at Zhao Yan.

This endurance, this speed, this explosiveness, this talent... Is this guy really human?

"Come with us," Luo Siming said.

Zhao Yan asked, "Where are we going?"

He already had a guess in his mind.

"I'll tell you when the time comes. You don't belong here. Staying in the recruit camp would only waste your talent," Luo Siming said solemnly.

Although repeatedly slapped in the face, he had to admit that Li Fei was definitely a born warrior.

His talent didn't need any training; he only needed simple learning to complete missions.

And through each mission, he would be honed.

Ultimately becoming the sharpest blade.

Capable of piercing the heart of any enemy at any time!

Zhao Yan agreed, "Okay."

A three-month transition period, he didn't want to waste it all in the recruit camp because it was just too boring.

Here, he was invincible.

There was no challenge at all.

What pleasure was there in bullying middle school students as an adult?

Of course, if it was a female middle school student, that's a different story.

The other members of the Fifth Platoon looked at Zhao Yan with envy. Although they didn't know where he was going, it was definitely the kind of secret unit they longed for.

They still had to go through the recruit camp, then join a regular unit, and then possibly have a one-in-a-thousand chance of being selected for such a secret unit.

But Zhao Yan hadn't even finished the recruit period when he was actively invited by the other side.

Was this the gap between ordinary people and geniuses?

Just like Zhao Yan's younger brother.

It was enough to make people despair.

And so, Zhao Yan left the recruit camp, and the viewers watching the live stream noticed that he suddenly disappeared.

They speculated that he had joined some special forces.

But it was all unconfirmed.

Meanwhile, at an internet cafe in Changning City, Li Fei, who was spending Zhao Yan's money, became even more anxious.

Suddenly, he felt the money in his hands was burning.

This was damn blood money!

Special forces often had to carry out certain secret missions with high levels of danger. He only wanted to be a soldier for two years; he didn't expect it to be a life-or-death situation!

Now he finally understood why Chen Han reacted so strongly when he proposed the exchange with Zhao Yan.

There were no gods in the sky protecting him, yet he dared to make such a risky deal with Zhao Yan. It was truly a dangerous matter.

"Brother, why are you suddenly crying?" A friend next to him, who was surfing the internet, asked in a bewildered manner.

Li Fei choked up, "Everything I opened is trash."

...

A WZ-10 helicopter flew over a jungle.

"Let me formally introduce you, Luo Siming, the captain of the Hidden Sword Special Assault Team," Luo Siming said, looking at Zhao Yan.

The Major also introduced himself, "I am Wu Tian, the team leader of Group A of the Hidden Sword Special Assault Team. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be a member under my command from now on."

"Hidden Sword?" Zhao Yan raised an eyebrow.

Luo Siming further explained, "The Hidden Sword Special Assault Team is a part of the Sharp Sword Special Operations Brigade in the Yanzhou Military Region. It is the elite among the elites, carrying out various missions both domestically and internationally. This is where you belong."

Well, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement from these words, at least more so than Fu Ran!

"Do I need to go through a selection process?" Zhao Yan asked.

Wu Tian responded, "Originally, yes."

"But due to special circumstances, you only need to undergo specialized training and learning specifically designed for you. The sniper in Group A has unfortunately sacrificed their life, and you will be the replacement for that position," Luo Siming added, taking over from Wu Tian to finish explaining.