Chapter 1617 - 812: Another Bout of Combat (2)

Chapter 1617: Chapter 812: Another Bout of Combat (2)

Moreover, regardless of the final outcome, they now can only put forth their best mental state in order to resolve all issues.

Next, the second and third waves of battles also resulted in victories.

"Brothers, let’s retreat!"

"What?"

Everyone was joyous, thinking they could continue advancing, but unexpectedly received retreat orders.

Along the way, everyone was muttering to themselves.

They thought that if they could gather more loot, maybe they could improve their food, but they didn’t even see a shadow of the mess unit.

Finally, someone couldn’t hold back.

"Instructor, why can’t we gather more stuff? They’re not even pursuing us, is this a chance you’re giving us?"

"We’ve depleted the enemy’s three waves of forces, yet their main force remains inactive. Why? They’re waiting for us to let down our guard before attacking, or their main force hasn’t arrived yet. After three attack time points, even far-off troops would come to support."

Only then did they slowly understand what was going on.

"So from now on, I order everyone to start running forward. Regardless, we must enter the forced march state now."

The entire team was shocked; they had been idling for three days here, and now they had to undergo a forced march.

...

In the following month, they were always in such a state, and even towards the end, everyone’s feelings were different.

Finally, it was the last day of the assessment.

Everyone was exhausted, completely unsure what to do.

They could only wait there, but they maintained formation and saw hope.

"From the first day until now, I’ve been counting down the days, and finally, we see hope."

Lin Beichen knows that this assessment is over, but it doesn’t mean everyone can completely relax.

"Alright! Everyone, this Wildman Mountain mission was successful. You all spent a month relying on strong willpower to fully pass the assessment."

Everyone cheered with joy.

However, Lin Beichen wasn’t feeling good; this unit needs a lot of training. Even ranked first nationally, it’s only in certain aspects.

Upon returning to the camp, he gave everyone a few days off, and he went home to rest well.

Chen Bin, however, couldn’t wait to come to his house.

"I knew you’d come for sure. How about it? Training these soldiers this time was really tough, wasn’t it?"

"It’s amazing, without you, I really didn’t know how long these proud guys could hold on. Now I can finally give them a good lesson."

Chen Bin had been very frustrated, having assigned instructor after instructor, with training outlines that were the same, none could truly conquer these soldiers.

"Actually, this training has just begun. If they want to survive well in my subsequent subjects, they have to reevaluate themselves and realize that the previous training they did is nothing to me."

Lin Beichen has already started preparing for the next step.

Meanwhile, in the camp, these days the soldiers indeed weren’t as lively as before, each lying in the barracks and resting every day.

"What do you think, how many people died when those martyrs crossed Wildman Mountain? I remember at that time it seemed like a team led by a commander ended up being less than half."

"Certainly, in that place for three months, without food or water, unable to change clothes, plus malaria, back then people weren’t as physically fit as we are now."

"What do you think of this instructor? In terms of strength, he seems indeed extraordinary, and the subjects he teaches are very impressive."

...

Apparently, in the hearts of these soldiers, they started to think of Lin Beichen as a very outstanding officer.

"With such a person fighting alongside, I have confidence."

One of the outspoken ones spoke up at this time, looking particularly interested in the matter.

"Weren’t you the one most opposed to him before? Even got tied directly to the post, have you forgotten?"

"What’s the problem with that? He conquered me with his strength."

However, the night before preparing for training, they unexpectedly received a task.

"You’re saying a delegation will come directly to our base for exchange study, right?"

Chen Bin received the task from his superiors and was shocked. Given the current situation in the base with wounded everywhere, wanting to greet the delegation with neat military bearing is nearly impossible.

"There’s no room for negotiation on this matter, I’m telling you, it must be done. Our Seventh District is renowned worldwide."

Clearly, the higher-ups are aware of the current situation and know if they can’t address the current problem, the consequences will be serious.

"Yes! I guarantee to complete the task."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Bin began to worry.

Although the soldiers’ abilities are gradually recovering, facing special forces from other countries, he truly lacks confidence and is uncertain about whether both parties can peacefully coexist.

"Don’t worry! Actually, what they call exchange study is essentially a challenge. I estimate both sides will have a contest during this collective activity."

Lin Beichen had long prepared mentally, having discreetly arranged for this foreign team to come here.

"Everyone, soon a group of people will come here, each with exceptional skills, not inferior to you. And they’re famous worldwide, often winning the annual special forces team competition."

The Seventh District personnel, upon hearing this, felt uneasy. They were always overshadowed every year, a hard pill to swallow.

Especially their leader Faraji, who is practically a psychopath-level figure.

Nonetheless, this time, they are full of confidence because Lin Beichen is here.

"Good! It seems you haven’t fully understood Lin Beichen. Let me tell you, compared to him, I’m just the tip of the iceberg."

Upon Lin Beichen’s words, everyone was stunned. Is there really going to be a significant change this time?

Two days later, the delegation arrived as scheduled. Faraji, upon seeing Lin Beichen, was deeply shocked.

"When did you return to the country?"

"Because you came. My mission this time is simple, not only to defeat you but also to let you understand that there’s always someone better."

Seeing their instructor challenging foreigners directly, the soldiers were overjoyed. In their view, as one of the world’s top units, they absolutely must not disgrace their country.

"Pretty good."

The other party also displayed the same attitude; it seems there’s a tacit understanding of sorts in this matter on both sides.

This might be the best opportunity now.

In the office.

Faraji leisurely sipping coffee, gazing at the old rival before him.

"Lin Beichen, actually I’m here just for you. Instead of calling this exchange learning, let’s have it as a competition, whoever wins is the champion."

"Alright!"

Lin Beichen remained composed and calm.

"It’s settled then. We’ll settle in here first, let the soldiers rest, we have to present the best state, don’t you think?"

"I’ll give you time to adjust, but we must agree, when your soldiers are at their best, the competition must be fair and just. You can’t cheat like you used to."

Faraji is infamous for cheating globally, especially when dealing with terrorists, causing many headaches.

"Haha! Cheating is one of my skills, and I will certainly use it. Rest assured, everything will be based on practical combat, I’m not interested in fair competition, we’re not in the Olympics."

Lin Beichen understands deeply.

Indeed, these days, the situation in the camp changed. Aside from some simple tactical moves training, they don’t intend to expose their strength prematurely to those foreigners.

Meanwhile, some secret courses are quietly underway.

However, this time some people are confused.

"After returning, I thought you’d teach us some new techniques, but instead, nothing is happening, just invited a delegation over?"