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The Legend of Condor Heroes: The Land and the Beauty (Unfinished) 

In the early 21st century, during the sweltering heat of summer, the sun blazed down on a South Pacific island nation. The temperature soared to 39 degrees Celsius, and most people were either engrossed in their work in air-conditioned offices or cooling off in swimming pools or the sea. However, something unusual seemed to be happening on this island.
A deafening roar, like an explosion, erupted as flames and black smoke billowed from the forests of the northern mountains. This was followed by the sound of machine gun fire; through the billowing smoke, several dark figures darted about, the gunfire mingling with shouts.
A green figure, running, turned and roared, "Everyone, form infiltration formation and assemble at point Y!" "
After speaking, the man quickened his pace and ran forward, quickly emerging from the smoke screen to reveal his figure. This man was named Tang Jie, a major captain in the Chinese special forces. He was burly, about 190 centimeters tall, dressed in camouflage uniform, carrying a rifle, his waist laden with ammunition, and his face painted with camouflage. Although his features were obscured, his resolute eyes revealed that he was definitely on a difficult mission.
This island nation had many Chinese expatriates, and the local government had a long history of friction with China. However, the island nation was too weak to directly confront China, so it vented its anger on its numerous overseas Chinese. It not only condoned bandits robbing Chinese expatriate shops but also secretly participated in sharing the loot. This time, it even sent troops posing as terrorists to rob a branch of the China Construction Bank in the island, killing dozens of Chinese expatriates. Therefore, China decided to send an elite special forces team to turn the tables and eliminate this group of fake bandits in one fell swoop.
"Hurry! Hurry!" "Tang Jie turned around and roared at his teammates, "Fuck your mother! Anyone who gets to the assembly point later than me, I'll cut off their dick and make them a woman!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Jie spotted several figures moving in the woods. He immediately rolled, and sure enough, gunshots rang out from the woods, bullets whizzing past him. While rolling, Tang Jie raised his rifle with his right hand and drew his pistol from his waist with his left, swiftly eliminating the enemies in the woods with perfect accuracy.
Tang Jie quickly ran to location Y, which was below a cliff, extremely well-hidden and unlikely to be discovered by the enemy in a short time. Several teammates were already waiting there when he arrived.
"Where are Number Nine and Number Ten?" Tang Jie's sharp eyes quickly swept across all the teammates' faces, and he shouted, "Damn it! Were those two idiots killed?"
The teammates looked at each other, unsure how to answer.
"Good, very good, it's alright." Tang Jie grunted. "It's better that those two obstacles are gone; they'll save us from ruining our battle plans again."
Tang Jie pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, spread it on the ground, and the team members immediately gathered around.
"Brothers," he said, "we spent a week tracking the enemy to find the location of this enemy camp, and another three days infiltrating the camp to observe and draw this map. Because those two greenhorns, Number Nine and Number Ten, weren't discreet enough, they leaked our location and almost caused our entire army to be wiped out. From now on, everyone must be careful to cover their tracks, understand?"
"Understood!" the team members answered in unison.
“Because of what just happened, the enemy will definitely be more vigilant and their defenses will inevitably be strengthened, so our operational deployment needs to be changed.”
Tang Jie pointed to a small square on the map. “This is the location of the ammunition depot. Our mission is to blow it up and cut off their ammunition supply. And here…”
Tang Jie quickly assigned tasks to all team members, and finally pointed to a small square in the center of the map, smiling slightly: “This is the command post. After blowing up the ammunition depot, I think we should capture this bandit leader alive, so that the YN government can no longer deny it! I will personally carry out this mission.”
That night, the enemy command post, set up in the dense forest in the southeast of the mountains, was, as expected, heavily guarded. Patrols passed by the command post from time to time, making it seem unlikely that infiltration would be possible.
The patrols crossed a meadow but found no movement. After the patrol left, the grass suddenly stirred, accompanied by low murmurs: "Damn! Those bastards actually stepped over me! They're fucking reckless!"
The voice belonged to Tang Jie. He and several of his team members had cleverly concealed themselves in the grass, and the enemy soldiers hadn't noticed them at all, even stepping over Tang Jie.
"Go! Take out those two guards!" Tang Jie gestured, and his team members dashed off like arrows. In an instant, Tang Jie also disappeared into the darkness, his speed unmatched.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Two soft sounds rang out, and two guards on the east side of the command post collapsed to the ground, each with a silver needle protruding from the back of their necks. Two special forces soldiers emerged from the darkness and quickly installed plastic explosives on the wall, setting the fuse and timer. After setting the time, the two exchanged a glance and vanished into the darkness again.
Tang Jie, concealed near the command post, silently counted the time. Suddenly, his eyes gleamed, and he looked east. An explosion erupted from the east, flames and black smoke billowing forth. A smile crept across Tang Jie's lips; the feint attack had begun.
Sure enough, chaos erupted in the command post, a cacophony of voices. Soldiers carrying firefighting equipment rushed frantically towards the east side of the post. Ji Keqiang knew the plan had worked; his men had already used the chaos to plant explosives around the ammunition depot.
Tang Jie slipped into the shadows near the command post door and saw two guards peering in terror at the explosion. He immediately shouted, "Guards! What are you looking at? Go help put out the fire!"
The two guards hesitated, looking around but unable to see who had spoken.
Tang Jie chuckled inwardly, cleared his throat, and roared again, "What are you doubting? Go
away!" The two guards trembled; due to the chaotic situation and the difficulty in discerning voices, they assumed it was an officer from the command room speaking to them. They responded and ran off to the east.
After they left, Tang Jie emerged from the shadows and calmly walked to the entrance of the command building. He raised his hand, knocked on the door, and called out,
"Report!"
The person inside replied, "Come in!"
Tang Jie didn't intend to enter through the main entrance; this was merely a test. He immediately leaped onto the eaves, hanging headfirst from the roof beam, waiting for the door to open.
Soon, the door creaked open. Tang Jie, hands in claws, performed a forward somersault and leaped into the room, intending to snap the intruder's neck, but instead found nothing; the room was pitch black. Sensing something was wrong, Tang Jie quickly ducked to the side, held his breath, and waited for what would happen.
"Hehehe!" A sinister voice echoed from the darkness. "Tang Jie, Major Tang, you think I don't know it's you? Now you've walked right into our trap, there's no escape."
The voice faded, and Tang Jie felt a whooshing sound behind him. He leaped up. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and he saw two throwing knives whiz past his legs. A dark figure pounced, and Tang Jie, unable to dodge, was tackled to the ground, his hands restrained by a grappling technique, unable to move.
Then, a violent explosion rang out, the house shaking violently. The figure paused for a moment, and Tang Jie seized the opportunity, twisting his body and pinning the man beneath him.
Tang Jie said smugly, "Did you hear the explosion at the ammunition depot? My mission is complete, hahaha..."
"Is that so?" the man said coldly, "Don't be so smug. I knew you'd come tonight, so I moved the ammunition from the depot elsewhere, hahaha!"
"What are you so smug about? Get up!" Tang Jie forcefully pulled the man up, pushed him outside, and made him look northwest. "Watch out for those hills over there."
The man started sweating profusely. Tang Jie spoke into the communicator on his collar, "Operation Feint to the East, Attack in the West, Part Two, in effect."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire erupted from the hilltop northwest of the camp, accompanied by a deafening explosion. Tang Jie patted the shoulder of the man staring blankly at the flames and said smugly in English, "How about it, Tugen? Your ammunition and rations are hidden in that cave, haha..."
Tugen took a long time to recover, gritting his teeth before actually laughing. "You're ruthless, but you're dead today."
Tugen ripped off the top button of his military overcoat, and then, the entire command post exploded one after another! Tang Jie was shocked, never expecting the enemy commander to be so reckless! Tang Jie was about to dash out of the command post at his 9.86-second, 100-meter dash speed when a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out behind him. Tang Jie couldn't dodge in time and was hit in the thigh by a low-explosive bullet, falling to the ground...
Chapter
1:
A Romantic Encounter on the Day of Transmigration, A Good Omen!
When Tang Jie slowly awoke, he found himself standing on the street, carrying a burlap sack. Looking closer at his clothes, ragged and worn-out, he resembled a beggar. He was startled. What was happening? Was he still alive? Where was he?
The environment was no longer the familiar skyscrapers and bustling traffic. The streets were crowded with tourists dressed in ancient costumes, vendors thronged the area, and the soft, incomprehensible Wu dialect filled the air. Judging from their attire, it was probably the Song Dynasty. Judging from their accents, he was in a small town in Jiangnan.
Tang Jie lied, claiming to be a wild boy from the mountains who had lost his parents. He didn't need to lie at all. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his attire made him appear as a beggar. However, this saved him a lot of trouble. He
easily learned from an old beggar that he had successfully time-traveled. It was now the eleventh year of the Jiading era of Emperor Ningzong of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was in Jiaxing County, Jiaxing Prefecture.
Oops, I've transmigrated to the Song Dynasty, specifically the Southern Song Dynasty, beset by internal and external troubles. Emperor Ningzong of Song, Zhao Kuo, is the grandson of Emperor Xiaozong of Song, Zhao Bozong, the first great emperor of the Southern Song. Historically, he's said to be somewhat mentally challenged, but this somewhat dim-witted emperor did one very satisfying thing: he abolished Qin Hui's princely title
. Thankfully, in the eleventh year of Ningzong's Jiading reign (1218 AD), Genghis Khan of the Mongols was preparing to conquer the Khwarazmian Empire, while the Southern Song's arch-enemy, the Jin Dynasty, was being steadily defeated by Genghis Khan's top general, Muqali, and was too preoccupied to bother with the Southern Song court.
At least I have a few more years of peace. By the time Kublai Khan destroys the Southern Song, I'll be in my seventies or eighties. If that day ever comes, I'll just hide in Taiwan. (The Yuan Dynasty didn't rule Taiwan.)
Oops! Why think so much? The most important thing is to find a job to fill my stomach and survive. He was by nature a go-with-the-flow kind of person. Since fate had thrown him into this situation, there was no point in crying. Besides, he had at least been reborn, so he should be content. Moreover, he had heard that the Song Dynasty was famous for its courtesans, and that most of them were very attentive to talented scholars they fancied. If they encountered a poor but brilliant scholar, they would even be willing to pay him money... He, Tang Jie, was
, after all, a top student from the National Defense University of China. He could plagiarize a few poems from later generations and pretend to be a poor but brilliant scholar. Maybe he could even woo a famous courtesan and earn a few hundred taels of silver... Dreaming was certainly enjoyable, but he needed to fill his stomach first. Before long, Tang Jie brought back a large rooster and a bottle of wine from a well-off family and swaggered towards the dilapidated kiln not far away.
"Where did this wild brat come from? If you don't want to die, hurry up and roll!" Tang Jie was stunned. Back in the army, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that. Following the sound, he saw a stunningly beautiful Taoist nun in her early twenties confronting a girl of about eight or nine.
My God, those authors of alternate history novels weren't lying! This classical beauty is definitely more captivating and alluring than those glamorous office ladies. That stunning Taoist nun is fucking gorgeous! Even using all those words—
naturally beautiful, the most beautiful of all, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like clear autumn water, lips like cinnabar, teeth like pearls, a figure as light as a willow swaying in the wind—couldn't fully express Tang Jie's admiration for this great beauty. He even considered becoming a Taoist nun…
However, this lewd thought only lasted a moment. Based on his special forces officer background, Tang Jie sensed a hint of murderous intent emanating from the beautiful Taoist nun. "
This beautiful Taoist nun is probably the one who's going to 'roll me down'," he thought. "You think you're so great just because you're a little pretty? Back in the day, I've slept with women more beautiful than you." "What's so great about her? So beautiful, yet she becomes a Taoist nun? Isn't that blatantly tempting monks to violate their vows?"
Tang Jie was just bragging to himself. The special forces' discipline was extremely strict; they rarely saw a woman, let alone such a beautiful Taoist nun. As the saying goes, "Three years without a woman, even a sow becomes more beautiful than Diao Chan." Although Tang Jie was a major commander in the Chinese special forces, he was only twenty-two years old. He joined the army at sixteen, and in six years, he hadn't even had a proper relationship, only dreaming of beautiful women.
Tang Jie walked over and carefully examined the eight- or nine-year-old girl. Seeing that exquisitely beautiful, pure face, he was instantly stunned. "Such a cute little girl, who is her mother?"
Then he thought, "Damn, did I get some kind of time-travel syndrome and my intelligence decline? What does it matter who her mother is? Could it be that I, Tang Jie, am attracted to eight- or nine-year-old girls…?" Tang Jie felt a chill and quickly turned his head away.
He tossed aside the large, speckled rooster in his hand, clicking his tongue and saying, "The beautiful lady is quite stunning, and the pretty young lady is also quite delicate. Are you two here to see me? I certainly don't have any friends with such beauties."
He grinned slyly, his words dripping with slickness. Tang Jie was inherently a free spirit, but in that era, as a soldier, he had to adhere to strict military discipline. Now, having transmigrated and been reborn into his youth, uttering such flippant words greatly pleased him. This was, in fact, the first time in twenty years he had flirted with a beautiful woman, and a stunningly beautiful one at that, in her late teens.
The delicate, pretty girl glanced at the young man before her. Apart from his bright, dark eyes, which were quite pleasing to the eye, his entire body was filthy and disheveled. All her goodwill towards Tang Jie had vanished. Coupled with his frivolous words, the precocious girl felt a surge of disgust. She pouted and angrily shouted, "Little beggar, who came looking for you? Stop being so vain!" As she spoke, the string of pearls on her chest swayed.

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