[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 11

Chapter 44 of the Learning and Practice section: The Star-Absorbing Technique -

Operating Room.

Under the operating lights!

Xiao Chong, Shuangxi, Zhang Weijie, Zhang Zhijie, Shenyang, Ye Yiyu, and the man lying on the operating table.

"Anesthesia!" Xiao Chong commanded, and Shenyang's raised silver needle pierced the man's body.

"Craniotomy! Incision! One centimeter!" Xiao Chong gave another order, and Shenyang's scalpel fell on the man's shaved scalp. No one could tell who was the surgeon! Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie were both a little dizzy, unsure who the main operator was! However, both of them were eccentric, so listening to both of them was always the right thing to do.

"Scalp incision complete, drill, the smallest drill bit!" Xiao Chong shouted in a deep voice!

Zhang Zhijie quickly handed over the drill bit, asking, "Boss, isn't this a cutting drill? Why are you using a pointed drill?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just watch!" Xiao Chong said, picking up the drill and starting to drill into the man's skull. Shuangxi poured disinfectant into the drill bit to cool it down. Blood and flesh flew everywhere from the drill bit. Xiao Chong gritted his teeth, drilling and stopping, stopping and drilling. This reminded Shuangxi of the movie "The Rain Night Butcher," where the psychopathic protagonist looked like this.

A few minutes later, Ye Yiyu wiped the sweat from Xiao Chong's brow. This was her primary responsibility. Xiao Chong didn't want such a delicate girl to witness this bloody scene, but Zhang Zhijie and Shuangxi insisted, because serving tea and water and wiping sweat were women's tasks; it was inappropriate for two grown men to do such things.

"Open the skull!" Xiao Chong shouted, then pulled out a very long silver needle and carefully inserted it into the drill hole in the skull.

Shenyang, who was sensing the direction of the silver needles with his breath, kept guiding Xiao Chong from the side: "Left, left, yes, down, slightly right, slightly right, slowly, slowly!" Shenyang's guidance allowed Xiao Chong's silver needles to successfully pass through the thalamus, reaching the dangerous brainstem, where the hematoma was located.

"Uncle, now it's time to see your Star-Absorbing Technique!" Xiao Chong seemed to be asking Shenyang to perform his unparalleled martial arts!

"Alright! Just you wait and see!" Shenyang said, gently placing his hands on the silver needles one centimeter away, and then heard him roar: "Rise!" The silver needles slowly changed color, light red, dark red, blackish red... Shuangxi and the others thought that the silver needles changed color because the temperature had increased, but upon closer inspection, they discovered that blood was slowly surging upwards along with the needles. They couldn't help but sigh, none of Xiao Chong's family members are normal, they are all abnormal! How could they use such miraculous acupuncture techniques if they weren't abnormal?

The blood was slowly drawn out, filling half of the curved plate, roughly two hundred milliliters. If fresh blood were sold, it would be worth over 1800 yuan. If that 1800 yuan were used to buy pig's blood, there would be hundreds of large plates!

Seeing that Shenyang had drawn out all the blood, Xiao Chong slowly withdrew the silver needle, sealed it, and said, "Alright! Uncle, the rest is up to you!"

"Can't you leave it to me? With your skill, you can't even last two seconds. Forget saving people, you'd be lucky if they didn't have to save you!" Shenyang said, placing a hand on the man's head and pressing it firmly.

Xiao Chong could almost see beads of sweat appearing on Shenyang's forehead, slowly growing to the size of pearls. He quickly gestured for Ye Yiyu to wipe them away, but as soon as one bead was wiped, another appeared, like tiny wells already drawing water. Ye Yiyu was kept very busy.

Xiao Chong and the others dared not let their guard down, knowing this was the most crucial moment. However, they couldn't help at all, only keeping a close eye on the electrocardiogram monitor, closely monitoring the man's vital signs, just in case!

Ye Yiyu had already wrung out the towel eight times, each time as if pulled from water. Just as she was about to wring it out for the ninth time, Shen Yang stopped, his face turning deathly pale, as if coated with a thick layer of plaster.

"Uncle! Are you alright?" Xiao Chong asked worriedly upon seeing Shen Yang's appearance. He knew that if anything happened to his uncle, Shen Xue would never let him off the hook; even in death, she would haunt him with nightmares.

Shen Yang simply shook his head, then slumped into a nearby chair, panting heavily. Ye Yiyu quickly and cleverly handed him a cup of ginseng tea she had prepared before going to the operating table! Shen Yang smelled the ginseng and nodded gratefully to the girl! What a beautiful and sensible child! Such a fine young man, and he's been corrupted by that maggot, Xiao Chong! But Shenyang doesn't know, Xiao Chong hasn't even started maggot-making yet!

As Xiao Chong and the others pulled the man on the gurney out of the operating room, the hospital director, Ma Gebi, the woman, and his family came up.

"The surgery was a success, he's expected to wake up within 24 hours! Dr. Ma, you'd better arrange his aftercare properly. If there are any more mistakes, I'll wring your head off!" Xiao Chong said fiercely to Ma Gebi!

"Yes! I know, I'll take care of it right away! Don't worry! I'll do my best!" Ma Gebi even used a respectful title, which, besides fear, was mixed with gratitude! After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to delay and quickly helped the nurse push the man into the ward!

"Brother, how can I repay you, my brother?" The woman's dialogue was classic!

"Auntie, I dare not take credit for this surgery. I only assisted! I didn't do any work! The most important thing is Dean Shen; he expended so much energy on this surgery! If you have any old hens at home, hurry back and kill a couple to make some soup for him to nourish himself!" Xiao Chong looked at the pale-faced Shen Yang, half-jokingly soliciting a bribe, but no one would criticize him because everyone knew that Shen Yang had been radiant before going in, but came out looking like he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Okay, brother, Dean Shen. Thank you so much, I'll go right away, I'll go right now!" The woman said and left!

"Boss, this is blatant bribery, a serious offense!" Zhang Zhijie said.

"Junior brother, it's time for your senior brother to teach you the principles of being a person. You can't do this! If you really want her to make you soup, two hens aren't enough, you need at least six, one for each of you!" Shuangxi said seriously.

Xiao Chong ignored their teasing and instead reached out to help the swaying Shen Yang towards the VIP ward arranged by the dean. Privately, he whispered to the hospital director, "Director, I've helped you so much, and my uncle is exhausted. Don't embarrass me! Get two pretty girls from the hospital to serve him well!"

The director immediately nodded and bowed, saying, "No problem, I'll arrange it right away. Even if you've helped me so much, just the fact that the director of Hekeng People's Hospital was willing to make a special trip to our military hospital's operating room is enough for me to give you a proper explanation!"

"Hehe, Director, you're very good, your future looks bright!" Xiao Chong said in a tone very much like a high-ranking officer.

In Xiao Chong's ward,

a woman brought in a large plate of braised pork hock, weighing at least twenty or thirty pounds, and two thermos flasks filled with chicken soup from a whole cage of old hens. The woman poured one flask into Xiao Chong's room and was about to take the other to the ward in Shenyang when Xiao Chong stopped her and stuffed a brown paper envelope into her hand. Inside were his military rations for the past few months!

"Brother, what's this?" the woman asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, Auntie, it's just a small token, please accept it, please accept it!" Xiao Chong said with a silly grin.

"What? This is money? No, brother, I can't accept it, really, I can't accept it!" The woman panicked and refused after realizing that the envelope contained money.

"Auntie, please accept this. I know the price of pork these days, and I know raising a few chickens is really hard work. How could I, a grown man, take your hard-earned money for nothing? Besides, your uncle is sick, and you have three children in school. You need money right now. This isn't much, but it should last for a while!" Xiao Chong said sincerely. Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie quickly took out their military rations that they had just received that day and stuffed them into the woman's hands. Even Ye Yiyu took out all the money she had and stuffed it into the woman

's hands. This little girl? Didn't she buy sanitary napkins this month? "No, brother, I really can't accept this money! If it weren't for you, my man probably would never have woken up. I will never forget your great kindness in my life! If I accept this money, my conscience will be uneasy!" The woman refused to accept it no matter what. Just as the two were arguing, Yuan Jun arrived!

"Huh? What's going on! You bastard, you lecher, you even go after an old lady like this?" Yuan Jun started cursing without asking any questions. The woman

practicing martial arts

quickly explained, "Leader, leader, it's not what you think, it's like this..."

"Oh! I see!" While Yuan Jun was suddenly realizing what was happening, Xiao Chong and the others had already quickly communicated using their self-created sign language!

"Greetings, Commander!" Xiao Chong, Shuangxi, Zhang Zhijie, and the others saluted in unison.

"Greetings, comrades!" Yuan Jun was deeply moved. This was the first time Xiao Chong and the others had saluted him. He had waited nearly two years for this day; how could he not be moved?

"Commander, isn't today payday?" Xiao Chong asked in a low voice.

"Yes, didn't you all get paid?" Yuan Jun asked, puzzled and wary.

"Commander, we just made a bet!" Zhang Zhijie said, without revealing what the bet was.

"A bet? What was it?" Yuan Jun slowly relaxed his guard and asked.

"We bet your pay is definitely less than ours!" Shuangxi said.

"***, who said that? Show us yours, whose is thinner and whose is thicker!" Yuan Jun said, pulling out the warm brown paper envelope he had just held in his hand.

"Let me see! I bet yours isn't as thick as ours!" Xiao Chong said calmly.

"I've been in the military for over twenty years, I've eaten more salt than you O's shit! My pay isn't as much as yours, here, take it, look carefully!" Yuan Jun, without suspicion, readily handed over the envelope.

Xiao Chong slowly took the envelope, didn't even look at it, took two strides to the door, handed the money to the woman, and said loudly, "Auntie, this is a donation from our commander for your husband's surgery and your child's schooling! You must accept this money, it's a token of his appreciation on behalf of all the soldiers of the D Group Army's S Reconnaissance Brigade, the people's sons and daughters. If you don't accept it, he'll be very angry! Commander, don't you think so?" Xiao Chong said, deliberately turning back to ask Yuan Jun.

"...Yes...!" Yuan Jun didn't expect these guys to set him up like this, he was in a dilemma, answering or not answering! If he answered, the money would be gone! He wouldn't be able to explain himself to Sister-in-law Yuan when he got home that night, and he'd probably

have to sleep on the floor again! If he didn't answer, he really wouldn't know where to put his old face! "Thank you so much, Commander! But brother, I can't accept this money! Really, if I take your money, I won't be able to sleep soundly tonight!" The woman said, putting the large envelope into her bag, but pushing the other three small envelopes back to Xiao Chong. The woman really knew her stuff! These three small envelopes combined weren't even as thick as Yuan Jun's!

"Well, well, alright then! If you have any difficulties, come to me, or to our Commander. Our Commander loves helping people! Besides, I've already spoken to the Dean; this surgery won't be charged!" Xiao Chong didn't forget to drag Yuan Jun into it, making Yuan Jun grit his teeth in anger.

"Brother, thank you so much, you and the Commander! Hurry up and eat it while it's hot; I'll take this chicken soup to Dean Shen!" The woman finished speaking and left with the kettle!

"Commander, you are truly great! I have never seen such a great commander before. Look, did you see that auntie just now? She was so moved she almost knelt down before you! I am so proud to serve under you, because we have such a warm-hearted commander!" Zhang Zhijie said, seemingly moved to tears.

Yuan Jun stood there with a stony face, silent.

"Commander, are you happy? Are you joyful? I dare say you must feel happy right now, because although you lost a few sheets of toilet paper that smelled like cow dung, you gained someone's gratitude for a lifetime. You know? A lifetime, not a day, two days, or three days! I really wish that person wasn't you but me! Then every time I dream in the middle of the night, I will feel proud of myself! Because I once helped a poor family, a family that couldn't afford hospital fees, a family with three children waiting for school fees, a family trapped in hardship! How wonderful that feeling is!" Xiao Chong said, becoming intoxicated with his own self-directed beautiful lie.

"Really? Am I really that great?" Yuan Jun couldn't help but ask, his eyes shining.

"Of course~~~~ I was just kidding! Brothers, let's eat!" Xiao Chong said, rushing towards the pot of braised pork hock. Shuang Xi and Zhang Zhijie also grabbed it.

Seeing this, Yuan Jun grabbed a basin from the table without saying a word, rushed into the bathroom, rinsed it twice, and then immediately ran out. He grabbed the braised pork hock that Xiao Chong and the others were fighting over, gulped it down, and filled the basin to the brim before carrying it out. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take the pot of chicken soup with him—all of which he had earned with his military pay.

The three brothers stared dumbfounded at Yuan Jun as he dashed away, leaving behind only a sleazy figure.

After a long, long time, Xiao Chong finally let out a scream: "Damn it, they took away my foot-washing basin! What am I going to use to wash my feet now?!"

"Stop yelling! Think about it, that's your foot-washing basin, but he's using it to hold meat. He's in a much worse situation than you!" Ye Yiyu was truly exasperated by these people! But she liked it. Before, the soldiers she had seen in front of her father were all dignified and strict, like robots! But only now did she realize that they were all flesh and blood, with hatred, love, souls, and thoughts.

"Yes, yes, there's still half a basin left, everyone hurry up and eat!" Zhang Zhijie said, and four pairs of chopsticks simultaneously plunged into the braised pork hock! However, there was one thing that Zhang Zhijie and Shuang Xi seemed to have forgotten: the envelope the woman had returned seemed to still be in Xiao Chong's bag, and he seemed to have completely forgotten about it!

The next day, Yuan Jun came again!

"Commander, hello!" Xiao Chong saluted Yuan Jun again.

"No, don't call me that! Calling me 'Commander' always brings bad luck. Just call me Yuan Datou, and I'll forgive and allow you to call me that!" Yuan Jun retreated in fright.

"Oh! Yuan Datou, you don't seem to have slept well last night!" Xiao Chong said, looking at the dejected Yuan Jun. It wasn't concern, just curiosity.

"You gave all the money to that woman, how could I sleep well?" Yuan Jun said with a mournful face. He wanted to sleep; he always considered money as dirt, a little military pay was nothing to him! But his sister-in-law didn't, so Yuan Jun slept on the floor all night, missing both dinner and breakfast.

"Money is just an external thing, why worry about it so much?" Xiao Chong seemed quite philosophical, but he still clutched the envelopes containing his two brothers' belongings tightly.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm starving!" Yuan Jun asked, rummaging through drawers.

Seeing that Yuan Jun was starving like a wolf, Ye Yiyu quickly said, "You two chat, I'll go get you some food!"

"Xiao Chong, that's enough, don't slack off here. You should go back to training camp. Time is running out, the competition is coming up soon! Give me some face!" Yuan Jun said in a pleading tone! He had never seen such a superior-subordinate relationship before; it was completely reversed!

"Go back? Don't joke around, I'm not going back!" Xiao Chong said with a smile.

"What? You're not serious! Don't do this, it's not good for anyone if things get ugly!" Yuan Jun tried to reason with him.

"You do your training, I'll practice my kung fu. When it's time, I'll naturally go back!" Xiao Chong said.

"What kung fu?" Yuan Jun couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, not some kind of magic! Don't worry, practicing this kung fu will only make me stronger and better able to compete, but going back to your training will only give me depression. If I'm not mentally fit enough to go on the battlefield, don't blame me! Come on, come on, I'll go back with you!" Xiao Chong's tone sounded like he was joking!

"Then, then you should stay here! Anyway, I don't have anything else to teach you!" Yuan Jun knew that Xiao Chong wasn't doing this to slack off or because he was attracted to Ye Yiyu's beauty. This kid was always playful when he wanted to do something serious, but he was always very serious when he wanted to cause trouble. This was his experience after being fooled by him countless times over the past year!

"Since Yuan Datou trusts me so much, I definitely won't let you down!" Xiao Chong patted his chest and said. Ye Yiyu also returned with two bags of snacks.

Yuan Jun, being sensible, took one bag and left! Xiao Chong not needing training didn't mean the other six wouldn't! He was going back to train them, to give them a good scolding!

When Xiao Chong talked about practicing, he genuinely wanted to practice. He didn't know why his father had only taught him the basics of Qigong with three needles, causing him to waste so much effort over the past ten years. But he didn't blame his father; his father must have had his reasons. His father was gone, and now he truly understood the meaning of the saying: "The child wishes to care for his parents, but they are no longer there!" How painful that was. Before, when others said it, he always treated it as a joke, but now, experiencing it firsthand, he understood the sorrow behind those words.

Before leaving, Shenyang and Zhang Zhijie visited him and passed on the entire Three Needle Techniques that his father hadn't finished teaching him. However, they warned him that this skill could only be used to heal the sick, save lives, and help the weak; if used for evil, he would be the first to punish him. Xiao Chong diligently memorized the formula and also remembered this warning, because his father had said the same thing to him. Although it wasn't the same person speaking, the good intentions were the same!

Before practicing, Xiao Chong consulted the hospital director and Ma Gebi, telling them he might stay for three months, but they absolutely shouldn't disturb him except for matters like deaths or landslides. The two didn't know what he was up to! But they couldn't afford to offend such a person; he had the ability to help them, and he also had the ability to destroy them. This was evident from one thing: he summoned the director of Hekeng People's Hospital with a single phone call. And the delicate, alluring girl beside him, who looked like a mistress, had received three calls from above to the director, requesting him to provide as much care as possible! Although the dean didn't know her exact identity, he knew these two were no ordinary people. If cared for well, they would be benefactors; if not, they would be a menace. Therefore, he tried to avoid them as much as possible, and if avoidance wasn't possible, he would do his best to meet their demands.

After the dean and Magbi left, Xiao Chong and Ye Yiyu got into work mode! Work in bed? No! They were doing serious business. Xiao Chong focused intently on practicing his skills. Ye Yiyu focused intently on writing her book. They lived in harmony, each minding their own business!

Xiao Chong already possessed a solid foundation in the basics, so his practice progressed with divine assistance. The energy within his body, which was the size of a ripe peach yesterday, had grown into a giant immortal peach today—yes, as large as the peaches Sun Wukong picked during his havoc in Heaven. By the third day, it had become the size of a pomelo. As his energy gradually increased, his body and senses also underwent changes. His originally dark skin slowly developed a layer of black mist, like mud. When his sweat dripped onto the sheets, it resembled ink. The nurses who changed the sheets every day couldn't help but secretly complain, "How can this person be so dirty? He's practically dirtier than..." The homeless people on the street were terrifying, but a month later, the black mist on his body slowly disappeared, and his skin became fair, as if it had been bleached countless times with super-strong bleach. His senses were also changing. Looking out the window, he could see a woman taking a bath in a window of a unit in a building in the distance. The woman's lower body had very little pubic hair, and among the sparse pubic hair, there was even a small black mole. This level of vision was far more terrifying than that of a high-powered space telescope.

Now, he understood more or less why his father hadn't been willing to teach him qigong earlier. He passed it on to him; his father was probably afraid he'd use that kind of eye to spy on the tofu seller next door who always liked to shower through the sparsely screened window. Because back then, Xiao Chong could only vaguely see a slender figure bathing, a general outline; with today's eyesight, he could probably even count the number of hairs on her body.

Ye Yiyu was writing a book; she wrote down everything she had seen and felt during those days, writing about the lives of special forces soldiers, their training, their joys, their sorrows, their anger, and even more so, their emotions, the depths of their souls. Finally, she published a book titled... It became a huge hit, sweeping the literary world, but that's another story.

In Chapter 46 of the "Learning and Conduct" series

, "The World is in Chaos," Ye Yiyu was engrossed in her writing when she suddenly felt a pair of large hands gently embracing her from behind. She felt a warm embrace but didn't stop writing. Seeing her lack of reaction, the hands slowly slipped under her clothes, gently and slowly moving upwards along her slender waist, inch by inch, gliding over her smooth, white skin, before finally reaching her breasts. Those hot, domineering hands then covered her breasts, gently kneading them.

"Mmm... Brother, what are you doing?" How could she continue writing after such a sexual assault? She stopped writing and asked in a low voice.

"What do you think I should do?" Xiao Chong's smile was lewd, extremely lewd!

Ye Yiyu knew it was time for her to fulfill her promise. The delay due to various reasons was already a great favor. She knew Xiao Chong would remember sooner or later, and although she had prepared herself, she still felt apprehensive and shy at the last minute. Seeing that she neither refused nor struggled, Xiao Chong lifted her up and gently placed her on the bed. His body slowly pressed against hers, a strong masculine scent wafting towards her, the soap carrying a faint tobacco fragrance. She immediately liked this scent and became deeply attached to it.

His kiss... His kiss landed lightly on her lips, a gentle, fleeting touch. She felt a ticklish sensation, yet an indescribable comfort. Unable to resist, she tentatively responded, her lips slightly parted, awaiting his intrusion. When their tongues intertwined, she felt a sweetness, an indescribable sweetness. She loved Xiao Chong's kisses—not rough, not too forceful, not too frantic, just gentle and tender, making her feel that this was life, a life filled with love amidst the ordinary.

His kiss ended, and she felt a slight sense of loss, but it was filled by another feeling, an electric shock-like sensation. Without her noticing, he had subtly undone her coat and bra. His kiss landed on her nipples, the intense stimulation causing her body to tremble uncontrollably. Her reaction excited him even more; his tongue relentlessly sucked, swirled, gently bit, tore, and licked those two rosy points, teasing her until she gasped and moaned uncontrollably.

She was lost, lost in an ocean of love. She loved him, a man of flesh and blood, capable of love and hate, occasionally a rogue but never hypocritical, a man who moved her to the point of collapse. He was arrogant, but only towards those who challenged him. He was strong, but never bullied the weak. He was lustful but never lewd; he was a rogue, but others had... He always stood up for her in times of difficulty. He never made promises lightly, but once he did, he always kept them. He was an incredibly contradictory person, but she loved him, and only him! Compared to him, her ex-boyfriends were nothing but a pile of dog shit.

Xiao Chong's hand was already under her, and just as he was about to unbutton her pants, there was a knock on the door. At that moment, he had only one thought: to punch the person knocking to death.

The two quickly straightened their clothes, and after everything was in place, Xiao Chong said in a deep voice, "Come in!"

The door opened, and the person who walked in almost scared Xiao Chong out of his wits, and he felt ashamed of his previous thought.

The people who entered were none other than Qi Feier, Susan, Sun Shanshan, and his little Chong! Looking at them, Chong felt dizzy and his vision blurred, but it wasn't completely black. If only it were black; he could just faint and forget everything! But who could blame him for being so oblivious?

"Hey, you're living a pretty good life, aren't you? You even have pretty girls with you!" Sun Shanshan said, looking at Ye Yiyu, who stood there dumbfounded.

"Yes! We've come all this way to see you, and here you are, living a carefree and happy life!" Susan also sized up the woman standing next to Chong. Her husband's taste was finally good; the woman he chose was worthy of standing with them.

"Good boy, call me Daddy!" Qi Feier put down little Chong, who was just over a year old and could already walk and call out in a sweet, childish voice.

"Daddy!" little Chong called out in a clear, weak voice.

Xiao Chong was about to agree, but Ye Yiyu suddenly asked nervously, "Who...who are you?"

"Who are we? Ask him! And who are you?" Sun Shanshan wanted to see how Xiao Chong would handle this. Judging from the girl's reaction, she knew she was a woman who absolutely refused to be a concubine.

"Tell me, who are they?" Ye Yiyu asked, pointing at them.

"They...they are my women!" Xiao Chong was in pain, but had to admit it. He had only been focused on picking flowers, without considering what it would be like when all the flowers were in bloom.

"You...you're so good! You even have a son, and you still dare to mess with me! What are you up to?!" Ye Yiyu couldn't help but cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry!" Xiao Chong said anxiously, not knowing what to do. Ye Yiyu was crying, the other three women had stern faces, and Xiao Chong was tugging at his trouser leg! Outside the door, a crowd of onlookers were pointing and gesturing! My God, what a human tragedy this was!

"Fine, you wait, I'll make you suffer worse than death!" Ye Yiyu said through gritted teeth, her love turning to hate, before running away.

Xiao Chong watched her departing figure, bewildered, his heart filled with pain.

"Now look what happened! I told you to pick flowers, and you picked a thorny rose!" Sun Shanshan said gleefully.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho, oh hoo-hoo hoo-hoo, picking, picking your love, red, red, blushing cheeks, my sister hesitates to express her feelings, tears are about to fall, I need the Old Man Under the Moon to wait with me~~~~~~" Susan couldn't help but spontaneously sing.

Seeing his mother Susan singing, Xiao Chong's little body swayed from side to side.

Seeing this, Xiao Chong wanted to cry but couldn't.

"Alright, alright, stop it! Things are chaotic enough, you're making things worse!" Qi Feier said smugly.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Xiao Chong had no other choice but to take it one step at a time. He could only blame himself for his current predicament. If he had taken preventative measures earlier, this situation probably wouldn't have happened. But he was too arrogant, thinking that any woman he set his sights on was under his control. He hadn't expected that some women wouldn't listen to him.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Chong asked, picking up Xiao Xiao Chong.

"If we hadn't come, were you planning to take a few more concubines home? We've built a new house, are you worried it'll get moldy if no one lives there?" Sun Shanshan's tone remained sarcastic.

Qi Feier rolled her eyes at Sun Shanshan and said, "We heard from Uncle that you were here. We asked him if we could come see you, and he said yes! We tried calling you before coming, but couldn't get through. We missed you, so we came!"

"If we had known you were having a blast here, we wouldn't have come!" Su Shan said resentfully.

"Oh, is that so? Let's go then. Anyway, I'm just practicing here. It's about time!" Xiao Chong said, picking up Xiao Xiao Chong and heading out.

"Practicing kung fu! Humph, practicing on the bed! Sister Su, look at this messy bed, it looks like someone just practiced kung fu on it!" Sun Shanshan said, her voice louder than her own.

"Yeah, yeah, it looks like they practiced quite intensely!" Su Shanshan chimed in, echoing Sun Shanshan.

Xiao Chong didn't dare to reply, his face flushed as he carried Xiao Xiao Chong out.

Xiao Chong found a hotel near the military hospital and booked two rooms. Why two rooms? Because he was going to carry out his revenge.

That night, in Qi Feier's room, after Xiao Xiao Chong fell asleep, Xiao Chong and Qi Feier had a secret lovemaking session, but they dared not make a sound, afraid of waking Xiao Xiao Chong. This time, however, things were strange. After Qi Feier reached climax several times, Xiao Chong still showed no sign of ejaculating. Eventually, Qi Feier couldn't take it anymore and kicked him out, claiming she was afraid of waking him. In reality, she just wanted him to comfort the other two women; she had no energy left for such favors!

Xiao Chong went to Susan and Sun Shanshan's room and gently knocked. Finding the door ajar, he knew it was a hint, so he slipped inside and locked the door.

The two women were lying fully clothed under the covers. Xiao Chong quietly slipped in. Tonight, he was going to sleep with them all, causing a ruckus. He wanted to see how long these two women could keep up their arrogance.

Xiao Chong grabbed Sun Shanshan and began roughly groping her body. Sun Shanshan immediately opened her eyes and muttered, "You lecherous scoundrel, what do you want? Didn't you practice your skills with that vixen today?"

"Practice ghosts and horses, you two ruined everything!" Xiao Chong said with a grin, his voice booming! He deliberately let Susan, who was fast asleep beside him, hear him, but Susan remained lying quietly, completely unmoved! Xiao Chong thought to himself: Fine, let's see how long you can keep up this act!

Without a second thought, Xiao Chong stripped Sun Shanshan naked, and entered her body roughly and directly, without any passionate kisses or caresses.

"Ah~" Sun Shanshan was startled by the sudden intrusion beneath her and couldn't help but gasp. She wasn't a slow-to-warm-up woman; on the contrary, she was easily aroused, the kind of woman who would get wet at the slightest touch. Her body was already prepared when Xiao Chong undressed her! So when Xiao Chong entered, she only felt fullness and pleasure, not pain.

Xiao Chong's body entered a warm, moist, and tight place, and he couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan, then immediately began to gallop wildly across her body, as frenzied as the calm before a storm!

The entire room was filled with an overwhelming sense of spring, and Susan, lying beside him, listened to the increasingly urgent moans and cries of pleasure, her body trembling with heat. And that damned Xiao Chong, even in his frenzy, didn't forget to reach out and tease her, constantly stimulating her sensitive areas. Finally, he even slipped a hand into her already moist pubic hair, teasing and playing with her most sensitive spot. Just as she was about to let out a moan, his lips sealed her cherry-like mouth, sucking hard while he continued his frenzied thrusting on another woman!

Chapter 47 of the Learning and Conduct section: A Woman's Revenge.

Sun Shanshan was going crazy. At this moment, Xiao Chong was as fierce as a ravenous beast, stronger than ever before. This was the first time she had experienced such rough, savage, and wild sex. It was more direct and decisive than any fancy moves. This was the kind of love she wanted—no feints, no fancy tricks, just the real impact of each thrust hitting her heart. This time, the climax came earlier than ever before. When her body was limp and had no strength left, it seemed like Xiao Chong had only just begun. She couldn't help but beg for mercy, pleading with her eyes. She couldn't stand his endless pursuit, but Xiao Chong ignored her. He wanted to torment her, to see if she would dare to disregard him again! Finally, unable to bear the thrusts beneath her any longer, she said with a resentful yet gentle voice, "Good man, I can't take it anymore. I promise I won't do it again, okay?"

"Mmm!" Xiao Chong turned around and gave her a light kiss. He immediately pressed down on Su Shan, who lay limply on the bed, completely exhausted. This guy was too much of a tormentor; tonight he seemed to have taken a whole bottle of Viagra, incredibly powerful. Su Shan, pinned beneath him, soon began to moan. Xiao Chong's movements were intense from beginning to end, as if he had inexhaustible energy. He was quite puzzled, very puzzled. He didn't think he was usually this strong, and he hadn't eaten anything particularly nourishing today! That braised pig's trotter was long gone, probably digested somewhere. Could it be the mastery of his internal energy that made him so powerful?

Xiao Chong didn't have time to think about it. The pleasure beneath him prevented him from focusing on anything else. He just wanted to amplify, amplify, and amplify this stimulating, pleasurable feeling.

Susan was also exhausted. Although her lower body was still wet, the excessive orgasms had gradually numbed her. She couldn't muster the strength to resist him, and even enduring it felt so powerless. She didn't beg for mercy; she hoped that Xiao Chong could plant the seeds of love in her, and she also wanted to be a happy and blessed mother like Qi Feier.

Xiao Chong knew she was finished. Although her hands were still on him, they were limp and powerless. He couldn't bear it, so he quickly moved away from her and pressed down on Sun Shanshan, who had just regained some strength. Sun Shanshan couldn't help but exclaim, "My God, how many aphrodisiacs did you take? Why aren't you better yet!"

"I didn't take any, nothing at all!" Xiao Chong said, still not forgetting his actions.

"Then why is this happening? Are you sick?" Sun Shanshan asked through gritted teeth as she endured it.

"No, I'm perfectly healthy. It must be the internal energy my uncle passed on that's working!"

"I'm speechless! Your uncle is no good. Of all the things he could teach, he had to teach you something like this!" Sun Shanshan couldn't help but complain. She used to think Xiao Chong wasn't strong enough, but now that he was truly strong, she couldn't handle it.

That night, the two girls were thoroughly tormented by Xiao Chong. The struggle on the bed continued until midnight, and Xiao Chong showed no sign of stopping. The two girls had lost count of how many times he had pinned them down. Finally, they couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy. Seeing that they couldn't bear it any longer, Xiao Chong got out of bed, grabbed his clothes, and rushed into Qi Feier's room for her to put out the fire. Qi Feier used all her magic to finally make Xiao Chong ejaculate! At this moment, Xiao Chong finally understood his father's good intentions and why his father was always running between his mothers' rooms in the middle of the night!

The girls left after only a few days. They dared not stay any longer; if they continued like this, their lives would eventually be lost to Xiao Chong's... well, you know. They were truly terrified! Before leaving, Qi Feier hung a copper coin strung on a red string around Xiao Chong's neck.

"What's this for? The army has dog tags!" Xiao Chong asked, puzzled. The dog tag he referred to was a hafnium badge issued to them by the former army, bearing their unit number and name. Xiao Chong disliked it and often said that what he wore around his neck was a dog tag.

"It's for warding off evil and ensuring safety. You're out all year round; having this makes me feel more at ease!" Qi Feier said.

"You're so superstitious!" Xiao Chong gently flicked her nose. Qi Feier's actions, though vulgar, warmed his heart. So he hid the copper coin under his clothes, close to his chest, as if he were always keeping her close to his chest.

The three months were almost over. Xiao Chong remembered his promise to Ye Yiyu. Although even if he won the competition, he might not have the chance to sleep with her, he had to keep his promise. He was a man!

Early in the morning, Xiao Chong packed his things and headed towards the D Group Army's S Reconnaissance Brigade. But about twenty kilometers from the camp, seven people jumped out from the roadside and surrounded him.

At first, Xiao Chong thought he had encountered robbers. He was happy; he was always the one robbing others, never robbing him. These clueless robbers would be a good opportunity for him to test his internal energy. But when he saw the seven people clearly, he was dumbfounded. These were the special forces soldiers he had faced in the arena. Xiao Chong wondered, were they dissatisfied with their defeat and wanted to challenge him again?

"Hey guys, not enough of the ring fight? Want another round?" Xiao Chong asked, looking at the group.

"Brother, we don't want to make things difficult for you. We all admire your abilities, but we're bound by our promises, so we can't refuse. Please understand!" The muscular man was straightforward; Xiao Chong could tell from his troubled expression that he had something to hide.

"It's alright, I should have thought of that!" Hearing the muscular man's words, Xiao Chong remembered what Ye Yiyu had said before leaving, and also remembered that she had a father with a high position in the military! Xiao Chong couldn't help but sneer. Being fearless in the face of violence was his hobby; trying to retaliate against him in this way was laughable. He wasn't afraid of trickery or petty schemes; he only feared tears and genuine feelings!

"Brother, then we'll have to offend you! Guys, let's go!" With a shout from the muscular man, everyone surged forward, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks at Xiao Chong. It seemed they were determined to teach him a lesson this time!

"Alright!" Xiao Chong wanted to test the power of his internal energy, so he mustered all his strength and channeled it into his body, enduring the simultaneous attacks of seven people!

"Thump, thump, thump..." After a series of sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the seven men couldn't help but clutch their legs and hands. It was as if their punches and kicks weren't hitting Xiao Chong, but rather a large, hard rock.

Xiao Chong thought he would be seriously injured, if not killed, and couldn't help but close his eyes. But after several more sounds, he was completely unharmed. He couldn't help but open his eyes and saw that the seven men's hands and feet were swollen, clearly unable to attack him anymore. He was dumbfounded. The effects of his internal energy were so abnormal and powerful that he had never expected them to be so strong.

"Brother, your hard qigong is truly amazing. We brothers have been defeated, and we were already convinced of our defeat before, but this time, we are completely convinced!" the muscular man said, rubbing his almost broken hand.

"It's alright, brothers, go back! I'm not the same person I was in the ring anymore. Even if you all combined, you wouldn't be a match for me!" Xiao Chong said without a hint of arrogance.

"Alright, we're leaving! Hope you don't mind, we had no choice! Let's still be friends when we meet again, okay?" the muscular man said.

"I understand! Let's still be friends!" Xiao Chong said generously.

Xiao Chong returned to the camp, and his brothers were all happy, especially Yuan Jun. Xiao Chong kept his promise to come back, and he did! He had been worried as the competition date drew closer, but Xiao Chong hadn't returned. He was afraid Xiao Chong would desert on a whim. Even if he did come back, he wasn't much of a hope anyway; if he left, there would be no chance at the competition!

Ye Yiyu wasn't at the unit. Yuan Jun said she had come back once, but looked unwell and hurriedly packed her things before leaving! He even jokingly asked if the couple had a fight, adding that it was okay, they always make up after a quarrel! A few sweet words and a little coaxing would make everything alright.

Xiao Chong really hoped that, as Yuan Jun said, a few words of coaxing would turn hostility into friendship, but was that possible? Judging from her expression when she stormed off that day, it probably wouldn't be easy. Now, he could only do his best in the competition, win the Hero's Cup, and then go and beg for her forgiveness.

The night before his departure, Xiao Chong called Ye Yiyu's cell phone, but she didn't speak after answering. Since she didn't speak, Xiao Chong had to say it: "Yiyu, I didn't mean to hide the fact that I have a woman and a child. I've been wanting to tell you for a while, but I just couldn't bring myself to say it. I know I'm selfish, having so many women and still not satisfied, but you're so beautiful and charming that you bewitched me and I couldn't help but pursue you! I know it's no use saying anything now! You won't forgive me so easily. Tomorrow, I'm going to the competition. I know you've always hoped I would win, and I promised you..." I will definitely do it, even though I know very well that even if I win, you will never love me again or sleep with me. But since I promised, I will never go back on my word! I only hope that while I'm fighting on the battlefield, you can secretly cheer me on, because I'm fighting this battle for you! I'm hanging up now. I know that in your eyes I've become worthless, something worse than dog shit! Saying more will only make you hate me! I just want you to see that I'm a man, a man who can hold up the world! Beep beep beep~~~~~~~~"

Ye Yiyu's message, "Go for it!" came too late; Xiao Chong had already hung up! This man still loved her. She regretted letting others attack Xiao Chong; she had acted impulsively. When she learned that even the special forces she had called couldn't harm Xiao Chong in the slightest, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad. He had become stronger! During those two months of spending day and night together, although they didn't have much physical contact or conversation, she couldn't forget the times when she could see him and feel his presence just by turning around—those were warm and romantic moments. But why did he have so many women? What was wrong with just the two of them living a simple, peaceful life together? Could he possibly love so many women? How many pieces could his heart possibly be divided into? Thinking about this, her desire to forgive him faded.

Chapter 48 of the Learning and Practice section: Roaring into

Battle! Sharpening the sword, all for the sake of war!

The International Special Reconnaissance Hero Assault Competition had 32 participating countries, each sending their most outstanding elite special forces. China sent the smallest team of all the participating countries. In the words of the former army, it wasn't about quantity but quality—seven soldiers were enough! But other countries had hundreds of people, and at least twenty or thirty. No one was as lonely as Xiao Chong and his friends!

What infuriated Xiao Chong most was that although the competition was named after the United Nations, the host country was Japan, and the venue was also in Japan. This meant that Xiao Chong and his team had to go to Japan to participate. The United Nations was like a puppet, manipulated at will. The only right they managed to secure was to install satellite cameras at different angles at each competition venue, demanding a global live broadcast.

However, the Chinese special forces, led by Xiao Chong, insisted that the live broadcast be changed to a rebroadcast, or at least postponed to three hours later. This was to effectively prevent the Japanese from cheating. If the broadcast was live, their well-hidden location, which hadn't been discovered by the hypothetical enemy, would be directly revealed to them through the cameras. Although the United Nations disdained such a thing, Xiao Chong couldn't rule out the possibility of Japan, with its tarnished image in his mind!

The Japanese military was delighted because the UN's request was exactly what they wanted. They were eager to demonstrate the strength of their military to the world, letting all countries know their power. A live broadcast would allow them to use any means necessary to wipe out all the participating countries and win the Hero's Cup. But Xiao Chong's demands thwarted their despicable scheme! Enraged, the Japanese Prime Minister decided to spare no effort in annihilating the entire Chinese special forces team.

Just before boarding the plane, Xiao Chong, amidst the more than five thousand soldiers who came to see him off, laughed wildly. His face painted with camouflage, dressed in a dashing camouflage uniform, he stood atop the plane's stairs, shouting, "You wait! I won't disgrace my country! I won't return until I win the Hero's Cup! My life is with the Hero's Cup! I will show the Japanese devils our strength and wipe away the shame they left us with! Support me, then shout it out!"

"Roar!" The earth shook, the sky seemed to tremble. "

Go to the battlefield! Fight the Japanese devils! I'll make them cry for their parents! We will become the strongest in the world!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The roar was like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

Ye Yiyu saw Xiao Chong on television, his spirits high and his bearing radiant. His powerful shouts resonated deep within her, each word striking a chord. This was a man, a true hero, a man worthy of having wives and concubines, a man deserving of her nameless companionship. At that moment, half her heart was won over.

"Dad!" Little Chong called out crisply, pointing at the man shouting on television. The little boy couldn't discern the makeup on his father's face, but he recognized the voice.

"Son, yes, he is your father. When you grow up, you must be like him!" Qi Feier's eyes welled with tears. She couldn't believe her scoundrel-like man would fight for his country.

"My man, that's my man! Long live my man!" Sun Shanshan, who was preparing for the trade fair, couldn't help but shout excitedly when she saw Xiao Chong appear on the big screen in the center of the venue. Everyone in the room stared, but she didn't care.

"Go! Go!" Su Shan, who was working out at the gym to improve her endurance, saw the TV and silently cheered for Xiao Chong while doing buttock exercises.

"My grandson is going to represent the country in the war!" Xiao Chong's parents kept calling their relatives and friends, wanting to tell everyone that their grandson was going to represent the country to accomplish a great feat. That pride and honor was something others envied but could not have.

"Well done! Go! Bring glory to the country!" Zhang Weijie, Shen Yang, the Zhong sisters, and Xiao Chong's godfather stood in front of the TV screen cheering for Xiao Chong.

"Huh? This kid is really resilient! He's still alive!" A sinister man watched the TV and said in a dark tone.

Japan.

Special forces from thirty-two countries around the world gathered outside the competition venue.

After UN Secretary-General Anan's speech, a Japanese man with a mustache came up. I heard his name was something like "Purebred Wolf," but I don't remember exactly. I only saw the Japanese man announce the competition's tasks and rules in broken English: "Bearing 30 kilograms of weapons, equipment, and survival supplies, in a fierce battle with no resupply, countless hypothetical enemies blocking your way ahead, and 'pursuit' from behind, you must continuously march and conceal yourselves for 7 days and 6 nights, traversing 300 kilometers of dense forests, high peaks, swamps, rivers, and sea. Simultaneously, you must capture twelve control stations, complete complex waterway rowing, swimming, beach landing, and navigating minefields and cliffs..." The competition includes 27 official events such as climbing, battlefield first aid, rifle and shooting, simulated enemy combat, and enemy reconnaissance. Participants will face the test of death, physical and mental torment, and the tempering of courage and will. It's a competition that challenges the limits of physiology, intelligence, and skills. Anyone who knows they cannot complete the competition can withdraw now; otherwise, they can enter the competition area in five minutes!

The Hero Assault International Reconnaissance Competition, aside from not being fatal, is essentially equivalent to real combat. Xiao Chong and his team face a competition with high difficulty, high intensity, long distance, multiple tasks, and "unimaginable danger and brutality, realistic simulation of real combat with live ammunition." Xiao Chong and his team had already prepared for the hardships, but they were still stunned when the Japanese announced the competition content. Wasn't this exactly what Yuan Datou usually trained them for? Was all that torture Yuan Datou insane every day just for this day?

Upon entering the competition area, a plane took them into the air and then dropped them off.

Parachuting was still Xiao Chong's biggest fear, but this time he didn't let anyone push him. At this moment of national honor and prosperity, he completely overcame his fear and landed alongside his brothers, almost suicidal.

But as soon as they touched the ground, gunfire and artillery fire erupted around them. Xiao Chong nimbly dodged while quickly signaling to his men: "Disperse! Take cover!"

The seven men quickly dispersed, finding cover amidst the hail of bullets. Once concealed, Xiao Chong immediately ordered a return fire and, finding a safe area, discussed strategy. The seven swiftly removed their backpacks, pulled out assault rifle parts, and rapidly assembled them. In that instant, Xiao Chong and his men began their counterattack. Xiao Chong, already a skilled marksman, now possessed enhanced vision due to his internal energy, making each shot accurate and deadly. However, he felt it was a waste; the simulated enemy Japanese soldiers were endless, and they constantly received supplies, while he only had a few magazines. Continuing like this, even if all his bullets hit the enemy, would be futile. Therefore, he decisively ordered another attack: he would provide cover while the rest broke through to the mountainside. The steeper the slope, the harder it would be for the simulated enemy to ambush them, and the safer it would be.

After Xiao Chong used up two magazines, his men finally left the ambush area, the gunfire gradually fading into the distance. Xiao Chong and his seven men slowly made their way for a kilometer to a cliff top. It was a dangerous yet safe place. Dangerous because if the enemy discovered them, they would have nowhere to retreat; safe because the enemy wouldn't suspect anyone hiding there. Xiao Chong looked down the cliff and saw a platform recess about five meters below the surface. They could only see a protruding section, not the inside. He immediately ordered them to use ropes to descend to the platform five meters below the cliff.

Once inside, they discovered it was a natural cave, not deep, but one that, except for helicopters, would be impossible for any enemy to spot from above or below. Xiao Chong took out the marching route map and studied it carefully with his men. Seven days and six nights wasn't much time; they couldn't just sit there and wait to die. Only after devising a strategy could they quickly cross the mountain, completing the twenty-seven tasks at the twelve control stations while avoiding the enemy.

An hour later, they finally agreed on the best plan and decided to break out to the other side of the mountain, where the three tasks of the first control station were located. They had to capture the control station's flag before they were qualified to participate in the minefield crossing, shooting, and cliff climbing events. But the only way to capture the flag was to wipe out all the Japanese!

When they entered the primeval jungle a dozen meters in, Xiao Chong sensed something was wrong. It was too quiet, as quiet as a hospital morgue. Even in a morgue, there's refrigeration running, but here, nothing could be heard. Insects dared not chirp, birds dared not fly, even the wind seemed to have stopped. He felt a sense of crisis. A hand gesture: "Down!" He quickly rolled forward and to the side, but it was too late. A 12.7mm sniper bullet grazed the top edge of his cap. Landing behind a large tree, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow and cursed under his breath, "Damn it, these Japanese are really good at creating a hypothetical enemy. If I'd been a little scared, I'd be dead!" Then he carefully considered the JQ-type 12.7mm sniper rifle. The bullets are 12.7mm x 99mm, with a 5-round magazine. The rifle weighs 10 kg, is 1230mm long, has a muzzle velocity of 760 m/s, and an effective range of 1200 meters. This new large-caliber sniper rifle is among the best in the world, powerful and with excellent performance. If he were hit in the chest, would he survive? ***The Japanese are clearly trying to kill them, claiming this isn't a fatal competition; it's definitely a murderous contest. Even with plastic bullets, it would take a year and a half to recover from a hit. The Japanese are too insidious. However, this rifle is quite satisfactory. Getting it for Shuangxi would surely please him. Having made up his mind, he immediately took action!

Xiao Chong signaled his brothers to hide and not move. Then he quickly crept from behind the tree in the opposite direction from where the bullet had come from. Sure enough, after advancing a dozen meters, he saw a figure clad in green camouflage about ten meters to his side, carrying a self-defense weapon and flanking towards his original position. Xiao Chong swiftly drew his Type 92 self-defense weapon, equipped with a silencer and flash hider, and fired a shot into the figure's head. Without hesitation, a soft 'thud' was heard, and the figure collapsed to the ground, motionless. The supposed enemy hadn't even uttered a sound before falling!

Xiao Chong immediately crept towards him, carefully observing his surroundings. He approached the fallen enemy and delivered three swift side kicks. Several soft cracking sounds of bones breaking followed. Just as the supposed enemy was about to scream, Xiao Chong's elbow struck the back of his neck. The poor Japanese soldier lay there, motionless. Xiao Chong knew that if no one treated him within two hours, he would likely be confined to a wheelchair for life! "You tried to play dirty tricks on me? I'll cripple you all!"

Xiao Chong picked up his JQ-12.7mm sniper rifle, took out the remaining 20 bullets from the Japanese soldier's ammunition pouch—damn, the bullets were a mix of real and fake, plastic and copper bullets mixed together! This Japanese really wanted him dead! But Xiao Chong couldn't think too much at that moment; time was of the essence! He quickly gave Shuangxi and the other six a "done" gesture. Shuangxi and the others then came out, giving him a thumbs-up while keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

Without saying a word, Xiao Chong nodded his 12.7mm sniper rifle to Shuangxi. Shuangxi immediately understood, happily putting away his assault rifle, picking up his sniper rifle which he cherished like a woman's body, and then quickly rushed into the depths of the jungle with the others. They specifically rushed towards the densest wooded areas, and soon, they discovered the first control post. Two platoons of soldiers were guarding this control post.

Chapter 49 of the Learning and Practice section: It's practically suicide!

The first control station is right in front of us. Xiao Chong immediately comes up with a plan. He leads Zhang Zhijie and Zhu Lide to attack the enemy from the right flank, while Zhao Xiaogang, Huang Zhenjun, Chen Shisan, and others harass the enemy from the left flank. Shuangxi uses snipers to kill the enemy from a distance.

Xiao Chong, Zhu Lide, and Zhang Zhijie arrive at the right flank and deliberately make a lot of noise. Japanese machine gun bullets immediately rain down on them, but due to the distance and insufficient range, Xiao Chong and the others are unharmed. They don't waste bullets, just keep firing from the right flank. Just as the Japanese soldiers are about to move forward to capture them, commotion arises from the left flank. The Japanese are unsure which side to attack from. Soon, a Japanese officer makes a decision to split the attack into two groups, but before they can disperse, the Japanese soldiers begin to fall one after another, each shot fatal. Shuangxi's sniping is unique; once he hits the target, no one can escape his sniper fire. The Japanese soldiers panicked. Surrounded by enemies on three sides, what could they do? Xiao Chong and his men on the left and right flanks saw this as a golden opportunity and couldn't afford to miss it. They quickly pressed forward, bullets raining down on the Japanese soldiers.

The two platoons of Japanese soldiers scattered like ants on a hot plate, but Xiao Chong and his men wouldn't give them a chance to escape. Soon, only two squads remained of the two platoons, and the distance between Xiao Chong and his men was no longer suitable. Close combat? That was Xiao Chong's favorite thing!

The Japanese had never seen such a devil. Eleven Japanese soldiers pounced on him, but he spun around, delivered a powerful side kick, and with a whoosh, struck one of the soldiers in the stomach. He flew backward, and those behind him, unable to react, crashed to the ground like dominoes! Xiao Chong showed no mercy, not even a little. He hated these Japanese, he cursed their ancestors! The man on top was already immobilized, while those below struggled to escape. He threw the top man aside, grabbed another, and hurled him about three meters into the air. As the man landed, he kicked him!

"Boss, no!" Zhang Zhijie, witnessing this cruel scene, tried to intervene but it was too late. With a "crack," Xiao Chong's kick landed on the Japanese soldier's spine, sending him sprawling to the ground, unable to move. Xiao Chong ignored Zhang Zhijie's cries and continued to grab two more Japanese soldiers, doing the same. The Japanese soldiers were like tofu in his hands, watching helplessly as his hands reached for them. It seemed slow, that they could escape, but when they actually tried to flee, they found his hands already upon them.

Xiao Chong's cruelty aroused the bestiality of the other six. Although these Japanese soldiers were all elite troops, Shuangxi and the others were not as capable of capturing them as Xiao Chong was. However, it would only take a few minutes to take down three or five of them. Moreover, their attacks were ruthless and accurate, striking the enemy's vital points with a single blow. Once hit, it was impossible for the enemy to stand up again.

After the brothers quickly eliminated these enemies, they hurriedly hid the military flag and then proceeded to the three tests. Yuan Datou had prepared these three tests for them almost every day, so they just ate whatever they could find and that was it!

Having traversed the arid, dense forest, they climbed nearly 2,000 meters on foot before quickly reaching the grassy swamp at the foot of the mountain. Checking the time, they realized five hours had passed. As darkness fell, the group decided to rest briefly before entering the swamp. At this moment, the swamp was like a passionate woman, damp, dark, and exuding a strong, salty

, fishy smell. Their desire was to conquer her, subdue her, subdue her, and kill her! Xiao Chong took a few gulps from his military water bottle, drew his jungle knife, and began their arduous trek. Suddenly, gunfire shattered the silence of the night, startling countless migratory birds that were preparing to sleep!

"***, an ambush! Brothers, get out of here!" Shuangxi, tense, used phrases from martial arts novels. The group quickly rolled to the ground and hid in the swamp's undergrowth.

Countless flares were launched, illuminating the entire swamp as if it were daytime. Xiao Chong, with difficulty and speed, plunged towards the left edge. His brothers were on the right flank, and he had to draw the enemy away. So he crawled about 30 meters on all fours, leaped into the lamplight, fired a few bursts of rifle fire, and silently disappeared into the grass. Using his strong and powerful internal energy, he swiftly returned to his original position. This dangerous move required absolute precision; a slight delay would allow the enemy to pinpoint his brothers' location, while a sudden increase would create noise in the grass. If his leap and descent were even a fraction of a second slower, he would be hit by dozens of bullets. Losing

track of Xiao Chong, the 'enemy' stopped, examining the trampled grass, trying to find their trail. Meanwhile, Xiao Chong and his men moved like snakes through the grass less than 30 meters away. "

Where's Zhang Zhijie?" Chong gestured to Shuangxi and the others, asking. He had just been overjoyed at their impending escape when he realized Zhang Zhijie was missing from the group.

Shuangxi and the others shook their heads, clearly unaware of his whereabouts. Xiao Chong's heart skipped a beat. He was sure he was still in the same spot. The swamp was an extremely dangerous place; a single misstep could swallow him whole. Xiao Chong quickly gestured to them, telling them to continue carefully traversing the swamp and wait for him on the other side! As soon as the gesture was made, they turned around without hesitation and swam back to where they had been hiding.

The Japanese soldiers were already searching their hiding place. Xiao Chong held his breath and slowly, inch by inch, cautiously made his way towards them. One second, two seconds, three seconds… For the first time in his life, Xiao Chong felt the fear of death. The enemy was right beside him, and could discover him at any moment. Once discovered, he would be riddled with bullets. There were too many enemies for him to fight. He wasn't an invincible superman, nor was he a god who could rise from the dead with his qigong. He was just an ordinary mortal with flesh and blood.

The beam of a powerful flashlight slowly swept across the grass in front of him. Behind that beam lay countless bullets; being hit would mean becoming riddled with holes. Three meters, two meters… Just as the beam was only one meter away, he made a dangerous and terrifying decision. He subtly shifted his body, moving his entire body into the swamp. Yes, he completely disappeared into the swamp. This was a suicidal act, a way of being tired of living. If he died because of this, no one would know, and even if they did, no one would pity him.

When his hair had sunk only a centimeter into the mud, the flashlight beam swept across his head. There was nothing on the surface of the swamp except two bubbles.

“Kawari ya mo kawari o…” a Japanese soldier babbled a string of gibberish, and then all the Japanese soldiers turned and searched to the left.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, three minutes and ten seconds later, a head slowly emerged from the swamp where Xiaochong had sunk—a head that looked like it was made of mud! Yes, this was Xiao Chong. His bold and risky decision had its reasons. In the instant he sank, one hand didn't sink; instead, he gripped a large handful of grass roots beside the swamp, holding on tightly. Then, holding his breath, he sank into the mud.

After the Japanese soldiers left, within the first minute of sinking, he began to float to the surface. However, he dared not exert any force with his grip on the grass roots. He knew that if he used too much force, the grass roots would break under his weight, and he would be stuck in the swamp forever. So he could only slowly, inch by inch, pull himself up along the grass roots. Although he only sank five centimeters into the mud, and it only took him three seconds to sink, it took him nearly two minutes to float back up. This was the most risky thing he had ever done in his life.

Xiao Chong struggled to climb out of the swamp and immediately began searching for Zhang Zhijie.

He circled the bushes several times without finding him. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed a head-shaped object floating on the surface of a swamp, slowly sinking.

"Damn it, you use the same trick I used? You're really asking for death!" Xiao Chong hissed angrily.

"Boss, I didn't..." Zhang Zhijie's voice trembled, causing him to sink even faster.

"Don't talk, don't talk!" Xiao Chong was frantic, not knowing what to do with Zhang Zhijie in the center of the swamp. His arms weren't long enough, he couldn't use his gun, and tree branches and other supplies were far away, with countless Japanese soldiers lying in ambush! If he waited until he found something, Zhang Zhijie would probably have already sunk to the bottom.

"Damn it, there's no other way!" Xiao Chong said, quickly unbuttoning his clothes. With a few sharp "shh" sounds, he tore them into strips, tied them into a rope, quickly made a slipknot at one end, and then, like a scene from a Western movie, swung the rope through the air a few times before aiming it at Zhang Zhijie's head.

Xiao Chong wasn't a Western cowboy; he couldn't possibly lasso Zhang Zhijie like a bull in one go.

Two times, three times… after n attempts, Xiao Chong finally managed to lasso Zhang Zhijie's head, putting the rope over his mouth, and then slowly, bit by bit, pulled him up.

"Ew, why does it smell so bad?" Xiao Chong asked after pulling Zhang Zhijie up.

"Mud is supposed to smell bad!" Zhang Zhijie's face immediately turned pale!

"Impossible! I was soaking in the mud too, and even if you smelled me, I wouldn't smell this bad!" Xiao Chong questioned.

"Boss, have some mercy, okay? Don't ask anymore. Given the situation, you can guess what happened!" Yes, facing the fear of death, he lost control of his bladder and bowels. (He begged his boss, not me, so I exposed him!)

"Alright, let's hurry! They're probably waiting for us over there!" Xiao Chong had guessed what had happened and, without asking any more questions, led the way.

After crossing the swamp, Xiao Chong quickly found Shuangxi and the others, who were lying in the grass, too afraid to come ashore. The original team of seven had dwindled to six; Huang Zhenjun was gone!

"

Where's Huang Zhenjun?" Xiao Chong gestured.

"He sacrificed himself. There were so many Japanese soldiers up there, densely packed. We were ambushed as soon as we charged in. Huang Zhenjun heroically sacrificed himself to cover us!" Shuangxi almost cried as she spoke. Although Huang Zhenjun hadn't truly died, leaving the battlefield was no different from death.

"Why aren't you using your sniper rifle?" Xiao Chong asked again.

"Out of bullets. If I had bullets, would they be so arrogant?" Shuangxi said helplessly, patting the sniper rifle he couldn't bear to throw away.

"How many Japanese soldiers are up there?" Xiao Chong asked again.

"Probably more than three companies!" Shuangxi said.

"Damn, looks like this is the second control post! A direct assault won't work; we have to lure them out!" Xiao Chong immediately had a plan and quickly gestured in detail to the others.

"Good!" The guys couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. This guy was a schemer, always with endless tricks up his sleeve.

At the second control station above the swamp,

a Japanese officer named Kaneko Jiro was furious upon hearing that the first control station had been completely destroyed, with all its personnel seriously wounded and hospitalized, and that reserves were to be sent to replace them. Three hours after the destruction of the first control station, a coded telegram arrived from his superiors: the destroyers were Chinese special forces, only seven in number; they were ruthless, cold-blooded, fierce, and powerful. For your safety, you are to be supplied with a reinforced company.

Kaneko Jiro was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement. "A few Chinese have done this to them? It's utterly pathetic! Giving me so many men is an insult to my dignity! Watch me deal with these weaklings of East Asia like a king!" Despite his reluctance, the reinforced company arrived quickly!

Shuangxi and his men attacked at this moment, and Kaneko Jiro immediately ordered a full-scale assault to wipe them out. Bullets rained down on Shuangxi and his men. Although Shuangxi and his men were elite special forces soldiers, they had never seen such dense and fierce firepower. Retreat was too late. Seeing that they would all perish if things continued this way, Huang Zhenjun, to save everyone, bravely charged towards the Japanese with his assault rifle. His reckless act, disregarding his own life, shocked the firing Japanese for a couple of seconds. Those two seconds became the precious time for Shuangxi and his men to retreat.

"Boom!" Half an hour after Shuangxi and his men retreated, an explosion came from the swamp not far from them.

"What happened?" Kaneko Jiro asked.

"I don't know, it sounded like an explosion!" a Japanese soldier said.

"Baka! Of course I know it was an explosion! Quick, take some men to check it out!" Kaneko Jiro said.

"Hai!" The Japanese soldier quickly led several men away.

About half an hour later, Kaneko Jiro's subordinate returned with several soldiers to the command room of the second control station.

"What happened?" Kaneko asked his subordinate again.

"No..." Before Kaneko Jiro's subordinate could reply, a Japanese soldier of lower rank standing behind him chopped him unconscious with a single blow!

"Baka yarou..." But before he could finish cursing, a gun was pressed against his head. It was another unfamiliar Japanese soldier.

"You still have the mood to stroll around in this state? Looks like you have quite the refined taste!" A Japanese soldier actually spoke to him in Chinese, which made Kaneko Jiro furious. But when he realized that the Japanese soldier was actually Chinese, he wished he could faint immediately. That's right, this person was Xiao Chong dressed in a Japanese military uniform.

It turned out that the explosion in the swamp was deliberately made to lure the Japanese soldiers into a trap. Sure enough, Kaneko Jiro immediately sent men to investigate. Xiao Chong saw eight Japanese soldiers coming and immediately disappeared into the bushes.

The eight Japanese soldiers walked to the site of the explosion, looked around, and searched everywhere. The leader, however, noticed that his men were dwindling; the Japanese soldiers who had been following him seemed to have vanished into thin air. Realizing something was wrong, he was about to fire a warning shot to alert the main force when a gun was silently pressed against his temple. He froze!

"Brothers, hurry up!" Xiao Chong pointed his gun at the Japanese soldier, signaling the others to quickly change into the Japanese uniform.

"Alright! Boss, I'll take care of this guy!" Zhang Zhijie said, raising his own gun and pointing it at the Japanese soldier, telling Xiao Chong to change. Then, Zhang Zhijie suddenly said to the pale-faced Japanese soldier, "Guari ya ma kari ya ha chi ne ya..." "

Damn, you can speak this gibberish too!" Actually, all seven brothers except Xiao Chong knew Japanese; the original army had forced them to learn it during the three months Xiao Chong was in the hospital.

"Waya ri ka wa wa shi..." the Japanese soldier quickly replied. Zhang Zhijie meant that if the Japanese soldier cooperated with them, he would be guaranteed to live; otherwise, they wouldn't let him die easily, but would use every trick in the book to kill him! The Japanese soldier agreed, saying he was willing to cooperate.

Zhang Zhijie nodded repeatedly, but was still uneasy. He reached into his clothes and pulled out a dark, fishy-smelling pill, which he forcefully forced down the soldier's throat. He then said, "This is a potent poison. If you cooperate properly, I will give you the antidote. If you try anything funny, you will suffer from swollen limbs, blackening of the skin, excruciating pain for forty-nine days, and death from bleeding from all seven orifices!"

The Japanese soldier was terrified and his pants were soaked with sweat. He dared not try anything funny and obediently nodded repeatedly to Xiao Chong and the others, uttering "Hai hai hai."

Xiao Chong asked Zhang Zhijie, puzzled, what he had said to the Japanese soldier. Zhang Zhijie then transcribed his entire conversation with the Japanese soldier to Xiao Chong. After listening, Xiao Chong couldn't help but ask, "Do you really have such a poison?" Zhang Zhijie quickly whispered a few words in Xiao Chong's ear, and Xiao Chong almost vomited on the spot after hearing them. He said to Xiao Chong, "I don't have that stuff! It's just sweat I rubbed off my body. It's a magic pill, and this bastard got it for free!"

The terrified Japanese soldier led the Chinese special forces soldiers in Japanese uniforms towards the Second Control Station command post. But Xiao Chong and his group didn't understand the importance of keeping a low profile. They swaggered arrogantly into the Second Control Station command post, constantly cursing, "Baka, baka, baka, baka..."

Along the way, the Japanese soldiers at the Second Control Station looked at them strangely, but because a new reinforced company had just arrived, no one knew them. The newcomers assumed these arrogant soldiers were veterans, while the veterans thought they were new recruits. No one wanted to bother with them to avoid trouble. As a result, Xiao Chong and his group smoothly arrived in front of Kaneko Jiro.

Kaneko Jiro finally understood the capabilities of these men. His taunts vanished, and he sat there, his face ashen.

At Xiao Chong's prompting, Zhang Zhijie spoke to Kaneko Jiro in Japanese: "Now you are our prisoner. You must obey us, or you will suffer greatly!"

"Baka..." Kaneko Jiro's curse was cut short as Xiao Chong's elbow struck him in the chest. Several cracking sounds followed, likely indicating broken ribs.

Kaneko Jiro clutched his chest, unable to scream, cold sweat dripping from his pale face.

"I told you you would suffer greatly, but you didn't believe me!" Xiao Chong said expressionlessly. Zhang Zhijie quickly translated the words for him.

"Kill me or torture me, do as you please. If I utter a sound, I'm a bastard!" Kaneko Jiro's backbone was hard; at least for now, that seemed to be the case.

“Very well, I admire your backbone. It’s just a pity you’re a little Japanese, and what I like to do most is torture little Japanese!” Xiao Chong laughed wildly and sinisterly, then said to Zhang Zhijie, “Do you still have the concentrated acid you used to poison the ants last time?”

“Boss, how did you know I’ve been carrying it with me all this time? God, isn’t that too cruel!” Zhang Zhijie said.

“No, not at all! The sins committed by their previous generation, I’ll make this generation pay a heavy price!” Xiao Chong said, holding out his hand. Zhang Zhijie didn’t dare to disobey and quickly pulled out a bottle containing about 100ml of liquid.

“Junior brother, it’s time for your senior brother to teach you how to be a decent human being. The Japanese devils’ past atrocities were despicable, but we can’t treat their next generation like this. 100ml of concentrated sulfuric acid isn’t enough! I have another bottle here!” Shuangxi took off his backpack and pulled out a 500ml bottle of liquid, adding, “Two bottles together will be about enough!”

Xiaochong took the bottle without saying a word, and with one hand, he swung his military knife and instantly slashed Kaneko Jiro’s body. Then he unscrewed the cap of the small bottle, and a pungent smell rushed out from the bottle emitting white smoke.

"Grandpa! Spare me! Spare me! I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!" Kaneko Jiro suddenly shouted in Chinese, leaving everyone stunned! It turned out this guy had been putting on an act all along! As the saying goes, don't pretend to be cool, or you'll be bullied; don't pretend to be innocent, or you'll be gang-raped. Enraged, Zhang Zhijie raised his leg and kicked down hard on Kaneko's already injured chest, nearly killing him with pain. Kaneko could speak Chinese, yet Zhang Zhijie had wasted so much breath on him; Kaneko was already parched and thirsty. Why not hit him?

"You should have said that earlier. Here, these two rosters, read them out one by one, call them in one by one!" Shuangxi pushed two rosters from his desk onto Xiao Chong's. One contained the names of his original soldiers, and the other the names of the newly assigned soldiers. After speaking, Shuangxi took the large bottle from Xiao Chong's hand, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down two mouthfuls, then kept smacking his lips!

This left not only Kaneko Jiro speechless, but also Xiao Chong and the others dumbfounded! "What are you looking at! You're making us feel embarrassed!" Shuangxi's deliberately coy manner almost made Xiao Chong and the others vomit.

" Didn't you say this was sulfuric acid?" Zhang Zhijie asked. "*, did you hear me clearly? I only said I had another bottle here, I didn't say it was sulfuric acid! This is 7UP, I brought it with great difficulty!" Shuangxi's words almost made everyone faint! But the 7UP in his hand was already in Zhang Zhijie's hands at that moment. "Sakai Homura!" Kaneko Jiro, with Chen Shisan pointing a knife at his waist, had no choice but to call out names. "Hai!" Sakai Homura responded. Standing on the other side of Kaneko Jiro, Zhang Zhijie said to him in Japanese, "The commander understands your hardships during the march and has specially prepared comfort women for you. Hurry up, they're inside, quick, there are still quite a few more coming in!" Zhang Zhijie pointed to Kaneko Jiro's spacious bedroom behind the command room. "Hai!" Jiu Jinfa's eyes lit up immediately, and without thinking, he lifted the curtain and rushed in. It seems this man is truly blind; can comfort women be brought in during a march? He didn't come out after going in! Of course, there were no comfort women inside, only the wolf-like Xiao Chong and Shuangxi. "Koizumi Junichiro!" Kaneko Jiro called out again under Chen Shisan's knife! "Hai!" Koizumi Junichiro arrived quickly! "The commander understands your hardships during the march and has specially prepared comfort women for you. Hurry up, your brothers are already working hard inside!" Zhang Zhijie pointed to the door and recited the script. Koizumi Junichiro, without a doubt, quickly followed his comrade and threw himself into the sea of fire… When Kaneko Jiro finally finished reading the two rosters, he himself couldn't help but be stunned. There were at least two hundred people here. Although his room was spacious, it couldn't hold so many people. How did Xiao Chong and the others manage to get them in? Actually, if they hadn't gotten on that overcrowded bus, Xiao Chong and the others wouldn't have been able to figure out how to get two hundred people into such a place. But after riding it, they naturally learned how to stuff people in! "Boss, there's no one left, you can come out now!" Zhang Zhijie said. Hearing this, Xiao Chong and the others finally managed to squeeze out, covered in sweat. "You're having a good time, kid! We've become comfort women!" Shuangxi said to Zhang Zhijie, wiping the sweat from her face. "Brother, I'm pretty tired too. You didn't see my voice is hoarse from shouting, and I only had one line over and over again!" Zhang Zhijie complained. "Alright, everyone, stop talking. Grab the flag and get to the assessment!" Xiao Chong said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "What about this guy?" Chen Shisan asked, pointing at Kaneko Jiro. "Him? That's the only way!" Zhao Xiaogang chopped Kaneko Jiro in the back of the neck, and he collapsed. "Junior brother, let's go! What's wrong?!" Shuangxi urged, looking at the thoughtful Xiao Chong. "I just thought of something. Give me a minute to sort this out!" Xiao Chong said and went out to think carefully. A minute later, he made a decision: "Everyone, take whatever you can find that you can use: ammunition, bullets, rations, water. Shuangxi, quickly find some sniper rifle bullets. We have no supplies, so we'll have to rob the Japanese to survive! Also, we don't know if the people at the next control station have noticed us disguised as Japanese soldiers. Damn those cameras! If only we didn't have them! Hurry, everyone, we have to get to the next point within three hours!" "Okay! Let's go!" Everyone began to implement the "scorched earth" policy. People all over the world were watching this match. The Chinese were especially focused; this time, they absolutely could not afford to lose again! CCTV, MTV, TTV, LTV… all broadcast the live coverage three hours after the match began. “Look, look, those are our soldiers! Look at the leader! He’s the Ironclad Fierce Soldier! Look how imposing and heroic he is! He’s the pride of our unit, the pride of the Chinese people!” In front of a large screen belonging to a certain unit, a man who appeared to be an instructor was giving commentary. “Ironclad Fierce Soldier, Ironclad Fierce Soldier…” The entire army watching below couldn’t help but shout in unison for him. D Army S Reconnaissance Battalion. The special forces soldiers were very happy today because: Today, the Yuan Army didn’t train! They only trained the Ironclad Fierce Soldier! The Yuan Army really didn’t make them train today, but instead made them watch TV all day, constantly pointing at Xiao Chong and others on the big screen, explaining why they did this and that, explaining Xiao Chong and others’ combat psychology and methods to these special forces soldiers who couldn’t go to the battlefield! A hidden worry arose in his heart. Seeing their unstoppable momentum, the Hero Cup was very likely to belong to China. However, if Xiao Chong and his team won the Hero Cup, their status as special forces soldiers would be meaningless, and retirement would become inevitable. He was incredibly conflicted; he wanted them to win, yet he didn't want them to leave, but he had no good solution. At Chongshi Pharmaceuticals, in the office! "Son, look, that's your dad! Look how accurate his marksmanship is!" Qi Feier pointed to Xiao Chong, who had single-handedly blown up a Japanese soldier's head and seized the JQ sniper rifle, and said to Xiao Xiao Chong. "Dad, Dad!" Xiao Xiao Chong seemed quite excited, calling out repeatedly around the television. Xinglong Villa, the name Qi Feier gave to the small villa, and added a very beautiful and impressive nameplate to the iron gate. Xiao Sheng's parents invited a room full of relatives and friends, placed the large LCD TV under the yellow flowering tree in the villa, and set up a banquet with thirty or forty tables. Shuangxi's mother kept entertaining these relatives and friends. Yes, some of them were her own relatives and friends, because Shuangxi was also on the television screen. Everyone ate meat and drank wine heartily while watching Xiao Chong and the others with wide eyes. "Good! Well done! Well done!" Uncle Agu watched as Xiao Chong tossed a Japanese soldier into the air and kicked him. Instead of scolding Xiao Chong for his brutality, he praised him highly. Such an elder? Tsk tsk! "Hey, what are these words below?" Uncle Liu asked, looking at the words floating below the television screen. "This film contains violence. Children should watch under parental guidance. The characters are professional special forces. Do not imitate them!" Aunt Chen read slowly. Yes, the same Aunt Chen that I had spied on years ago! Hekeng People's Hospital! "Wow, this kid is amazing, really amazing! Much better than his father!" Zhang Weijie said, watching Xiao Chong's impressive performance.

"Sister, brother-in-law, did you see that? Your son is very strong. He represented the country in the competition. If you know this in the afterlife, please bless him to win the Hero Cup and return victorious!" Shenyang said, tears welling up in his eyes.

During the competition, twenty teams were repeatedly captured by Japanese soldiers posing as the simulated enemy, accumulating penalties exceeding the minimum and ultimately being forced to withdraw. However, six days and six nights into the competition, the Chinese team had not been captured by the simulated enemy, and their penalty points remained zero. The host country, the United Nations, and the Japanese Ministry of National Defense were shocked—a miracle never seen in previous competitions!

When the Japanese Minister of National Defense learned that half of his more than 6,000 soldiers were lying in hospitals facing lifelong disabilities, he was furious. He initially wanted to take the "Ironclad Fierce Soldiers" team to the International Military Tribunal, but this would inevitably expose his use of live ammunition against them during the competition, bringing shame not only on him but on the entire nation of Japan. After much deliberation, he could only swallow this bitter pill. But he would never give up. How could he, as the Minister of National Defense, save face if he didn't avenge this?

To save face, the Japanese Minister of National Defense personally led nearly a thousand elite troops, acting as the hypothetical enemy, to surround and intercept the remaining five Chinese special reconnaissance soldiers. During the competition, Huang Zhenzhong and Zhao Xiaogang heroically "sacrificed" themselves one after another!

On the last day, the "enemy" offered a large reward for the capture of the Chinese team, boasting that their three lines of defense were impregnable. They were confident that the Chinese team, who hadn't slept for six days and six nights, had traveled a long distance carrying heavy loads, and possessed only a compass, a marching map, and a small flashlight, would surrender easily. But they didn't know that Xiao Chong and his men had always had ample supplies and food, because capturing each control station was like arriving at a supply depot—they had whatever they wanted, except for women! Comfort women—that was just a deception by Xiao Chong and his men!

The three lines of defense appeared impregnable on the surface, but in reality, they were riddled with loopholes.

If Shen Xue were alive, she could easily point out eight, and if Qi Feier were here, she could easily name three. I, Zhang Weijie, and Shen Yang together could probably guess two. Xiao Chong is slow; he only saw one, and only after someone unintentionally pointed it out!

The first line of defense: the enemy had a firm grip on everything around them in the ruins. Rooftops, inside and outside houses, trees, flat ground, grass, the camp front—heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, rifles, submachine guns—like a net, completely blocking the passage. Not even a mosquito could fly in, let alone a person. They were all using our country's mosquito-killing experts, Black Whirlwind!

Xiao Chong and the others had been pacing in front of the defense for hours, unable to find a way to break through. Having finally reached this point,

they thought that once they crossed this line, they would reach the Hero's Cup. But things often go wrong at the most crucial moment. The group slumped against a large tree. Why not sit down? Of course, to avoid an enemy ambush.

Sign language—here, only sign language could be used.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Zhang Zhijie asked.

"I've almost run out of brains on this journey! It's your turn to think!" Xiao Chong replied.

"Junior brother, why are there suddenly so many soldiers here? According to the marching route map, this defensive line should be at the very end!" Shuangxi asked.

"No need to ask, it's definitely the Japanese playing dirty tricks to prevent us from winning the Hero's Cup!" Chen Shisan said matter-of-factly.

"This is not simple. The last defensive line being pushed to the front proves that this is not the last one. Moreover, the most ruthless soldiers are often at the forefront, which means that what appears later is most likely the enemy's trump card. This is just a small test! Also, we have killed so many Japanese devils along the way, they can't possibly be unmoved. If it were us, we would definitely be moved and fight to the death with us. Therefore, I strongly suspect that they have brought the strongest Japanese soldiers here. We don't have the strength to fight them. Outsmarting them is the only way we can go!" Xiao Chong analyzed carefully.

"Boss, this dense earthen blockade is so tight, even an ant couldn't get through! How do we outsmart it?" Zhang Zhijie asked.

"Then we'll have to use our brains! Everyone think!" Shuangxi said, then fell into deep thought.

"Brainstorm, brainstorm, brainstorm, brainstorm, brainstorm!" Zhang Zhijie muttered to himself.

Chen Shisan and Zhu Lide also began to carefully study the thousand-meter-long defensive line. Half an hour later,

in Chapter 52 of the Learning and Practice, the Second Line of Defense , "Sigh, I can't think of any good methods. The enemy's deployment is too tight!" Shuangxi sighed helplessly. "Yeah, it's practically impenetrable! Even the best computer system has vulnerabilities, but there's no way to find a loophole in this defensive line!" Chen Shisan said. "If only we were groundhogs, we could dig a hole and crawl through!" Zhu Lide was practically joking; how long would it take five people to dig through more than a thousand meters? "My God, I can't think of anything. It seems I'll never be able to face my family and friends back home. I might as well just crash into this stinking ditch and drown!" Zhang Zhijie said in despair. "Brother, don't give up. There's always a way!" Zhu Lide comforted him. "Wait, what did you just say?" Xiao Chong asked Zhang Zhijie, his eyebrows twitching, flashing with a certain light . "I said I'd rather die!" Zhang Zhijie said. "How will you die?" Xiao Chong asked again. "Jump into that stinking ditch!" Zhang Zhijie pointed to the dark, stinking ditch, about fifty centimeters deep. "Okay, let's jump in!" A smile appeared on Xiao Chong's face. "Are you really going to jump?" Everyone asked in surprise. Even their leader had given up. It seemed they had no hope! "Of course, how can we get through this blockade if we don't jump in!" Xiao Chong said, winking. "What? We'll get through here? How do we get across?" Everyone looked at the stinking ditch and asked. This ruin used to be a village, but it became a training ground for Japanese soldiers, and the villagers naturally all moved away, leaving behind this stinking ditch used for domestic sewage disposal. It was about 80 centimeters wide and 50 centimeters deep! Xiao Chong took out the marching route map and studied it carefully before saying, "This ditch extends all the way to the lake behind the defense line, which means if we can get through here, we can get through the second defense line!" "But the problem is that although the water is only 50 centimeters deep, we don't know how deep the silt is underneath!" Shuangxi pointed out the problem. "Yeah, this water is dirty and smelly, oh my god, just thinking about it makes me tremble!" Zhang Zhijie looked terrified. "As long as we can break through this defense line, we'll get through even the sewage pipes, let alone the stinking ditch! Come on, everyone follow me, let's move!" Xiao Chong gave the order, took the lead, jumped down from the tree, crouched down, rolled a few times, and lightly leaped into the ditch. The silt was indeed deep. The water was only fifty centimeters deep, but when he went down, the water was already waist-deep, meaning the silt was almost fifty centimeters deep as well. To move silently a thousand meters under these conditions was harder than climbing to heaven. "Follow me, make it through!" Xiao Chong said, bending over and only keeping his head above water. Slowly, he used his hands to support himself against the silt, taking one step at a time, sweating profusely, and moving forward with each arduous step. Xiao Chong's perseverance greatly encouraged his brothers, so they followed suit. If they couldn't find a monk, they would follow Xiao Chong. They adopted the same posture as him, closely following behind. One meter, two meters, three meters—every meter they moved closer felt like going to bed. The only feeling Xiao Chong and his brothers had was exhaustion. Their legs were deeply embedded in the silt, as if they were deeply attracted by a magnet. Every time they pulled themselves out or took a step, it was extremely difficult. This is a thousand times, ten thousand times harder than pulling yourself up in bed. The analogy is crude, but only we brothers truly understand the feeling.

At 500 meters, they were right under the enemy's nose. Excited, Xiao Chong and his men became even more cautious, cautiously advancing without daring to breathe.

At 600 meters, the enemy was right next to the stinking ditch on the road. Xiao Chong and his men didn't dare lift their heads, pressing their heads tightly against the ditch to one side of the road. It was arduous, exhausting, and unbearable; anyone would have failed. But Xiao Chong and his brothers were not ordinary people; they were the most outstanding Chinese special forces soldiers, forged in countless trials and tribulations. At

700 meters, the number of enemies had increased. Xiao Chong and his men didn't know exactly how many enemies there were, because the surroundings were quiet. However, the occasional sound and the heavy breathing made them feel that the road ahead was filled with a dense swarm of enemies. At

800 meters, this was a battle of wits, a challenge and tempering of physical limits and willpower, and a gamble between life and death.

Nine hundred meters in, Chen Shisan, at the rear, made a slight sound. He had been cut on the leg by a sharp piece of glass. The sound was faint, like a small snake slithering into the grass, but it was that one sound that alerted the enemy!

"Baka!" A Japanese soldier who had been peering out of the ditch spotted Xiao Chong and the others. As he cursed and was about to fire, Chen Shisan raised his hand and fired at him. Then he stood up, firing back at the enemy while dodging their attacks, and shouted to Xiao Chong and the others, "I'll cover the rear! Quick, everyone, charge forward!" He then jumped onto the road. Xiao Chong and the others knew that Chen Shisan was prepared to sacrifice himself to buy them time to break through the defenses. Moved, they dared not let him down and immediately sprinted forward.

"No, this is too slow! Everyone, get up there!" Zhu Lide felt bullets whizzing past him from behind, knowing that staying in the ditch would only lead to certain death.

Xiao Chong and the others immediately went ashore. Covered in water and mud, the brothers scattered and fled without even catching their breath; not escaping now meant certain death.

"Brothers, charge! Avenge me!" Chen Shisan's voice rang out from within the enemy's encirclement. Then everyone saw billowing white smoke rising from his body. He had sacrificed himself. To allow them to take a few more steps, he had heroically given his life. When personal interests clashed with national honor, he chose the latter without hesitation, like choosing between a highly skilled prostitute and a virgin about to bloom—he chose the latter without a second thought!

"Shisan!!!!!!!!!" The brothers couldn't help but let out a sorrowful and painful roar!

"Long live the People's Republic of China!! Long live the Chinese Special Forces!" Zhu Lide seemed to be infected by Chen Shisan's heroic spirit, resolutely charging towards the Japanese soldiers with his gun. Was he courting death? No, Xiao Chong knew he wouldn't be that foolish. He just saw more and more enemy soldiers pressing forward, and no one could escape. Someone had to sacrifice themselves to break through this defensive line.

"Damn it! Hurry, go!" The sacrifice of his two brothers made Xiao Chong's heart ache, as if it were being torn apart. He knew they were doing this for the honor of their country, to bring glory to 1.3 billion Chinese people! He didn't want to see anyone else sacrifice. His already frantic pace became even more frantic. Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie gritted their teeth and followed closely behind him. When they reached the lake, they all plunged into the water. The Japanese soldiers who arrived later fired their guns continuously across the surface. If someone went down to the bottom of the lake to retrieve the bullets, they would surely be able to pull out tens of thousands of bullets of all sizes. Even if they sold them as scrap, they could make a fortune.

After jumping into the lake, the three of them swam three or four hundred meters in one breath, quietly surfacing under the grass on the lakeshore. They dared not make a sound, because the reflection on the water still showed countless enemies searching for them on the shore. Gestures, they could only communicate with gestures!

"What do we do now?" This had become Zhang Zhijie's catchphrase.

"We can break through the enemy's second line of defense by crossing this lake, but there are patrol airships on the surface and helicopters scanning overhead, and there's also barbed wire underwater, making it difficult to break through!" Shuangxi said.

"We have to break through even if we can't. The water is quite dark; the people above can only see about 30 centimeters underwater. If we can find a way to stay 30 centimeters below the surface, we can swim across smoothly!" Xiao Chong said, looking around. When he saw a few straight and tall water plants not far away, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy. He took a deep breath and sank to the bottom. After a while, a head quietly surfaced from under the water plants. It was Xiao Chong. He reached out and carefully and silently plucked three water plants, then returned to the original spot in the same manner.

"What's the use of picking these?" Zhang Zhijie asked, gesturing as he looked at the water plants, which were about 60 centimeters long.

Xiao Chong didn't explain, but simply removed the head and tail of the waterweed, giving one to each of them. Then, he put the tube of one of the waterweeds in his mouth, sank underwater, and swam away. After about a minute, Zhang Zhijie and Shuangxi saw a tube of waterweed floating on the surface, swimming away. Only then did they realize that Xiao Chong was using the hollow waterweed to breathe. A genius! Truly a genius! They admired him inwardly, but this didn't hinder their actions. They quickly put the waterweeds in their mouths and swam in the direction Xiao Chong had gone. The second line of

defense was easily breached by Xiao Chong and his team, but countless airships and four helicopters continued to search and patrol the lake. The third

line of defense—once this line was breached, the Chinese team could win the Hero Cup, wipe away the humiliations of the past years, rewrite the history of repeated defeats, and give a sense of pride to the 1.3 billion people of China.

Chapter 53 of the Learning and Journey section: A Pyrrhic Victory.

As soon as Xiao Chong and his companions landed, they were met with overwhelming firepower. A thousand elite soldiers led by the Japanese Minister of Defense awaited them on this last line of defense. Soon, with nowhere to retreat, Xiao Chong and his companions were forced into the primeval forest.

After a frantic discussion, the three, in desperation, resorted to the tactic of sacrificing themselves for the greater good once again. Victory in war always requires the sacrifice of countless lives; advancing meant stepping over the corpses of their comrades—a path of no return. Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie decided to sacrifice themselves again to draw away the Japanese soldiers, allowing Xiao Chong to break through the defenses alone.

Standing atop a tree, Xiao Chong watched Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie make noise as they ran in the opposite direction. Tears streamed down his face. He knew their journey was fraught with peril; the chance of them winning the Hero's Cup together was extremely slim, almost impossible. Seven people, seven people as close as brothers, and in the end, only he remained. How utterly desolate and heartbroken he felt!

His brothers were gone, the enemy was gone too. He wiped away his tears as he jumped down from the tree. He was going to capture the last military flag to win the Hero's Cup. He couldn't let his brothers' sacrifices be in vain. Now, he no longer fought for the Hero's Cup to sleep with women; he fought for his brothers, for his family who had always watched over him, for the Chinese army, and for all of China. Of course, if winning the championship would bring him honor and allow him to sleep with women, he would be happy too!

At the twelfth control station, the military flag hung high. All around was quiet, as if Shuangxi and Zhang Zhijie had lured all the enemies away. Without a second thought, Xiao Chong walked to the flagpole and reached for the rope binding the military flag. Just then, a silent Dongying katana slashed at him from behind. There wasn't a sound; even with Xiao Chong's poor eyesight, he only heard a faint whooshing sound when the blade was just five centimeters from his back. He quickly dodged, but it was too late. The long blade left a deep wound on his back, and blood instantly soaked through his clothes.

The blade bit into Xiao Chong's skin and then vanished into thin air. Watching this strange blade disappear into thin air, two words flashed through Xiao Chong's mind: Ninja!

Xiao Chong had heard of ninjas since he was very young—all-powerful ninjas, dressed entirely in black, capable of scaling walls, leaping over city walls, summoning rain and wind, and manipulating stars, using all sorts of strange and unusual hidden weapons. These were the legendary ninjas, but Xiao Chong had never actually seen one. Even as a little kid, he longed to see a ninja because his mother had told him that a ninja's greatest skill was endurance. His goal was to see what it was like for a ninja to eat and drink voraciously and then be forced to hold their poop for three days. Now

, he saw it—he saw the ninja's sword, but not the ninja himself. He slowly and cautiously retreated, thinking of climbing the big tree in front of the control station. That way, he could hear and see everything around him, and even if the ninja could fly, he wouldn't be afraid. His steps were quick and steady. Soon he found himself, finding himself on a knife, as if he had deliberately found himself on it. A ninja, disguised and pressed against a tree, his entire body the color of tree bark, blended seamlessly with the tree. No one could tell that such a large person was hiding under the tree. It seems that this outfit must have cost a lot of money.

Xiao Chong was stabbed again in the back, forming a huge "X". If this were a film, using his back as the cover would definitely have a shocking and sensational effect! Xiao Chong was furious. Those who angered him would definitely pay the price, a huge price. The instant he was stabbed, he had already reached out his hand, the speed like a hungry snake biting its prey, lightning fast? That software couldn't compare to his speed. He grabbed the ninja's hand, the hand that couldn't retract its sword in time, and then roared as he slammed the ninja to the ground. It wasn't a casual slam; Xiao Chong wouldn't be satisfied with just one throw. That one slash had cost him at least 200ml of blood. How much money could 200ml of blood buy? How many kilograms of pork could that buy? In his eyes, a mere Japanese man was less than a pig!

Xiao Chong had once been addicted to the internet. Seeing many people online calling Japanese people pigs, he immediately flew into a rage and replied: How can you call Japanese people pigs?

Do you know how long pigs have existed? 6000 years! Such a long six thousand years! Long ago, ancient people began domesticating wild boars, turning them into domestic pigs. In times of food shortage or other crises, ancient people slaughtered pigs to survive, and of course, they also slaughtered pigs for the New Year.

Pigs and humans have coexisted peacefully throughout history. Pigs no longer live a nomadic, windswept existence; they've become honored guests and symbols of wealth. And the Japanese? What were they 6000 years ago? The entire race was incredibly short, like dwarfs among dwarfs, not yet evolved into savages. I've searched through ancient biographies, anecdotes, and records; the earliest record of dwarfs in Japan appears in Han Dynasty history books. The

books say that Emperor Wu of Han sent 500 boys and girls to the East Sea to refine the elixir of immortality, and they discovered a barbaric tribe on an island—a tribe with hideous faces, repulsive appearances, short stature, and a foul odor. This is the first mention of Japanese dwarfs, over 2200 years ago.

How can the history of Japanese dwarfs be compared to the long and glorious history of pigs? Comparing the repulsive Japanese dwarfs to pigs shows a complete lack of historical understanding.

And that's not all. Pigs are known for their cheerful nature, magnanimous spirit, and commanding presence. How can I possibly associate them with the despicable and filthy Japanese dwarfs? In a large agricultural country with a long history, pigs play a vital role in our lives. They bring us wealth; for thousands of years, raising pigs to sell was perhaps the only way farmers could obtain cash. In ancient times, if you wanted to buy cloth, bronze mirrors, or anything else you desired, you could only get silver by selling pigs. If you wanted your son to go to school, you also had to sell pigs for money. For happy occasions like weddings and births, pigs were slaughtered to celebrate. It can be said that pigs brought us wealth and joy. And what about the Japanese dwarfs? They began burning, killing, and looting along our country's coast during the Ming Dynasty, and their atrocities intensified in modern times, reaching their peak after 1931, bringing profound disaster to our nation and country, committing heinous crimes. How can such a despicable race be equated with pigs?

If I raised a pig, and the weather changed due to wind and rain, I would worry that my pig would catch a cold. But if Japan experiences a typhoon or earthquake, and people die, I'll be overjoyed and drink three bowls of wine. If a pig gets sick and stops eating, I'll be very sad and hope it gets better soon. But if Japan has an epidemic, I'll shout "Banzai! Banzai!"—overjoyed. In my eyes, pigs are very important, while the despicable Japanese dwarf race is utterly worthless. How can the two be equated?

Pigs can be sold for money, pork can be eaten, bones can be used to make soup, pigs can be eaten with alcohol, pig bristles can be exported to earn foreign exchange, pigskin can be used to make boots, pig manure is good fertilizer for farmland, the name "pig" can be used as an insult, every part of a pig is valuable. And what about the despicable Japanese dwarf race? Just mentioning them makes me angry, furious! They're not even as good as excrement in a latrine, at least excrement can be used in the fields!

Therefore, I solemnly declare that you should not call the Japanese pigs. This despicable race doesn't deserve to be called pigs. You can only say they are worse than pigs, but even that is a great insult to the reputation of pigs. Please support me.

I've rambled on a bit too long; it's just that Xiao Chong's posts are so long, consider it a break during a horror movie! (Commercial break over) Xiao Chong has already slammed that ninja to the ground for the third time. Each time, many of the ninja's bones are broken, and blood keeps flowing from his bruised and swollen face. Several teeth, yellow on the outside and black on the inside, have been knocked out and are scattered far and wide on the ground with saliva and blood. This ninja definitely isn't using Blue Sky Six-Bite (a domestic product, support it!), otherwise how could he be so yellow and black!

After being slammed by Xiao Chong countless times, the ninja is barely breathing! Xiao Chong's cruelty has eclipsed the heavens and earth, moved even ghosts and gods. The ninja couldn't bear it either; the ground trembled uncontrollably, and even the wall of the control room seemed to shake. There was no wind, but the grass couldn't help but bend. Xiao Chong's cruelty is truly awe-inspiring!

The ninja was unresponsive, and Xiao Chong felt no pleasure from throwing him again. So he tossed him like a dead dog into the swaying grass, aiming high and with force. A muffled groan escaped his lips; Xiao Chong couldn't tell if it was the ninja's voice or the groaning of the grass beneath the weight. He picked up his knife, intending to cut the rope holding the flag, but halfway there, he thought, "Why should I use this damn knife? Isn't that an insult to my hands?" With a flick of his wrist, he plunged the knife into the ground, right into the slightly trembling patch of earth. The ground immediately stopped shaking, but it seemed to weep, because the spot where the knife had been planted quickly became wet and the welt spread outwards.

"Damn those Japanese, all they do is shoddy construction! Even their control room is trembling with fear!" Xiao Chong cursed, staring at the seemingly crumbling wall. Before he could finish speaking, the wall collapsed with a crash, and a ninja hidden inside rolled out, immediately kneeling before Xiao Chong, his body still trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn, so it was you trembling in there? How many of you came? Call them all out and attack!" Xiao Chong pleaded, enduring the excruciating pain in his back.

"Grandpa, spare me! There really aren't any left, not a single one! We came four in total, and now, except for me, you've taken care of them all. Please, have mercy and let me go!" The ninja spoke fluent Chinese, his voice full of emotion.

"It seems I only took care of one. Your flattery backfired. You Japanese are so stupid!" Xiao Chong said disdainfully.

"It's true. Of the four of us, one was hiding under a tree, but you found him and apparently killed him. Another was hiding in that patch of grass; he might have been knocked unconscious by the ninja you threw over there. And the last one is here; you killed him with a single strike!" The ninja said, pointing to the Dongying samurai sword stuck in the ground.

Xiao Chong looked down and was startled to see the ground around the knife stained red. He must have accidentally killed him. A little embarrassed, he scratched his head and said, "Heh, everyone makes mistakes, everyone makes mistakes!" He hadn't expected to take down three ninjas so easily.

"Grandpa, don't kill me, don't kill me!" the ninja pleaded, still kneeling on the ground.

"I won't kill you... alright!" Xiao Chong would never have spared him, but remembering his childhood wish, he decided to spare him for now, intending to slowly torture him to death. However, this decision almost led to his lifelong regret! The Japanese are a despicable race, always have been!

After saying this, Xiao Chong ignored him, walked to the flagpole, removed the military flag, took out a transmitter from his backpack, and pressed it. Pressing the transmitter meant he had completed all twenty-seven assessment tasks and captured the military flags at twelve control stations. That meant that if no one had completed it before him, the Hero Cup would belong to the Chinese team. Of course, his victory was an indisputable fact. Of the thirty-two countries, aside from those who withdrew or were eliminated, the fastest was still fighting the Japanese soldiers at the ninth control station. What team could be as monstrous as their group of seven?

"Hahahaha, I finally got it! I got it!" After doing all this, Xiao Chong finally couldn't help but laugh wildly, even laughing until tears streamed down his face. Seven days and six nights, he had finally arrived here and successfully obtained the military flag, launching the victory signal. How could he not cry tears of joy? It was a victory won with the blood and sweat of his brothers! It was a victory that all Chinese people had been waiting for! Not only was he happy, but the entire nation was overjoyed! Xiao Chong didn't know that with the strength of seven men, they had rewritten history, wiping away years of shame. They had fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the former army.

Three hours later, the whole of China rejoiced, celebrating universally.

"Long live the indomitable soldiers!"

"Long live the Chinese special forces!"

"Long live the Chinese People's Liberation Army!"

"Long live China!"

"Long live the People's Republic of China!"

Each slogan, more powerful than the last, resounded in every corner of China!

While Premier Wen was preparing his celebratory speech for the entire army, everyone stared in disbelief at the giant screen! The ninja who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly pulled out an egg—yes, a sphere the size of an egg—and threw it onto the ground. A cloud of smoke billowed, enveloping the entire screen as if it were about to burst into flames. Several minutes later, the smoke cleared, revealing the formidable Xiao Chong, a sharp, cone-like object protruding from his chest. He clutched his chest, his eyes wide with fury as he stared at the ninja whose neck he held in his other hand. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and with a sharp twist of his wrist, "Crack!" the ninja's head snapped to the side! Xiao Chong released his grip, and the ninja collapsed limply like a lump of dough.

Xiao Chong, still clutching his chest, looked at the camera and said with deep emotion and anguish, "I love you, I did it!" Then, all 1.3 billion people in China watched as this indomitable man fell, like a mountain collapsing. A surge of sorrow and grief welled up in people's hearts, a frenzied surge.

Chapter Fifty-Four of the Learning and Practice: A Sorrowful Sorrow!

Sun Shanshan was attending a trade fair, but her attention wasn't on the fair itself, but on the only television still on next to the conference center.

"Wah!" When she saw Xiao Chong collapse, she couldn't help but burst into tears in front of everyone. "Didn't you promise me you'd be alright? Didn't you say you wouldn't scare me anymore? How am I supposed to live like this? I really can't take this kind of blow! Waaah, please, please let me go!"

The heads of various companies attending the trade fair were stunned to see the dignified and elegant heiress of the Shengye Group so distraught in her tears. However, when they saw the large screen that had been turned on at some point, they understood that besides offering comfort and condolences, they couldn't provide any real help.

"You're all talking nonsense! How could my man die? How could he possibly die! I'm going to find him! I'm going to find him!" Sun Shanshan refused to accept anyone's sympathy and rushed out the door, tears streaming down her face.

Ah Huang from Wuzhen was thrilled because it saw the man it had once fought and admired so much in hunting. And he spent all day on TV, except for the occasional trip to visit Ah Hua next door; otherwise,

it practically lay on the floor watching! Susan was even more excited. These past few days, aside from occasionally handling documents and visiting her grandfather, she had spent almost all her time in front of the TV watching her man fight his way through the battlefield, invincible. Her heart trembled uncontrollably. This was the man she had chosen, the man she had been waiting for, the man who had once been at odds with her Ah Huang. How excited and proud she was!

When Xiao Chong pressed the flare button, she longed to rush to him, embrace him tightly, and share his joy. But a moment later, he collapsed. It happened so suddenly that she wasn't prepared at all. Watching him fall, her vision went black, and she collapsed too.

"General Manager, General Manager, what's wrong?" Her secretary and employees rushed to her aid, pressing on her philtrum.

Susan slowly regained consciousness after a short while. "Get me a car, get me a plane ticket, I'm going to find him!"

At Chongshi Pharmaceuticals, Qi Feier had gotten used to bringing her son to work. She didn't trust anyone else to take him, afraid they might suddenly take him away, and she was even more worried about him leaving her sight, afraid he might accidentally fall or get lost! A love greater than romantic love arose in her heart—a maternal love, a slightly unconventional kind of love. Perhaps she loved Xiao Chong too much, but Xiao Chong didn't belong to her alone. She could only place her hopes on little Xiao Chong; he was a piece of her flesh, and she had the right to make him belong only to her. It was abnormal, yet also helpless.

Qi Feier's office was full of toys, countless toys of all sizes. If a stranger visited, no one would recognize them. This is the office of the chairman of Chongshi Pharmaceutical. Little Chong, despite his young age, seems to have already adapted to office life. While his mother reviews documents, he quietly plays alone in the office. But whether this will affect his personality and future development is Qi Feier's biggest worry.

Little Chong has been doing better these past few days than usual because the person his mother makes him call "Dad," though not for long, is always on TV. When he gets tired of playing, he always sees him charging forward with a gun. He thinks this "Dad" is very tall, big, and powerful in his eyes, so even at only two years old, he imitates his father with a toy gun. This makes Qi Feier laugh until tears stream down her face.

"Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!" When Little Chong sees his father fall down, he thinks his father is going to sleep, just like his mother usually puts him to sleep, so he lies on the carpet and pretends to sleep. But when Qi Feier sees this, she is terrified, her hands and feet go cold, and tears instantly stream down her face silently—a pitiful and moving sight!

Xinglong Villa!

"Xiaosheng's father, Xiaosheng's mother, wake up, wake up!" Shuangxi's mother, seeing the two elderly people faint

, quickly called Qi Feier. The old people had truly aged; Xiaosheng's mother was no longer as shrewish as she used to be. She only wanted to hold her great-grandson, see him, and hear him call her "Grandma" in his sweet, childish voice. Her son and daughters-in-law hadn't appeared or made a single phone call. Although Shenyang and Xiaochong hadn't said anything, she had a vague premonition of something ominous. But she could only pretend she knew nothing while constantly deceiving herself, telling herself that her son and daughters-in-law were abroad, too busy to call.

She placed all her hopes on Xiaochong, hoping he could bring honor to the family like his father and achieve great things. Even if she... Even with her family so small, Yang had no regrets. Even if she were to meet her ancestors the next second, she would have no regrets. But now that Xiao Chong had fallen, what hope did she have? The two elderly people, unable to bear this blow, would have almost passed away if Qi Feier hadn't returned quickly. In

a certain compound,

Ye Yiyu hadn't slept for seven days and six nights. She kept staring at the television, and although her heart ached every time she saw that unfaithful and fickle man, she still couldn't help but watch. She watched him fight on the battlefield, she watched him bleed and sweat on the battlefield, she watched him grit his teeth and cross those fire lines that ordinary people couldn't cross. She knew it was all for her! When she heard him say "I love you, I did it!" and then collapse, she knew he was saying it to her.

The moment he uttered those words, the instant he collapsed, her heart, frozen as ice, melted. She forgave him; she no longer cared how many women were behind him! But was it all too late?

(Is the story over here? No, this is only the beginning. The journey of healing hasn't even begun, how can it end? And what about our protagonist? Wasn't he already dead?)

A deadly ninja appeared on the competition field, shocking the world. The United Nations, undeterred by force, insisted that Japan provide an explanation. But the Japanese Defense Minister completely shirked responsibility, saying he was leading troops to intercept two other Chinese special forces soldiers and had no idea there would be ninjas at the control station. Later, feigning sudden realization, he said these men must be staunch patriots, dissatisfied with the Chinese special forces' actions against Japanese soldiers on the battlefield. The brutal act of inflicting disability, a spontaneous act of revenge. A promise was made to severely punish the four individuals. But did he truly punish them? One, paralyzed from the waist down, received tens of millions of yen in compensation. His family and children received the same benefits as the families of high-ranking officials. Another ninja, knocked unconscious, was transferred to the Japanese Prime Minister's statue as a close bodyguard, holding a first-rank official position and enjoying immense wealth. Meanwhile, the two deceased ninjas were given martyr-level funerals, with the national flag buried with them.

The Chinese military was deeply dissatisfied with Japan's explanation, and the 1.3 billion Chinese people also strongly disagreed with Japan's perfunctory approach. Relations between the two countries became tense, and ultimately Japan... The Minister of Defense had to issue an apology and provide corresponding compensation to quell the incident!

But what about the infamous, fierce soldier who had garnered so much attention? Where was he?

As soon as Xiao Chong fell on the battlefield, a Japanese helicopter immediately picked him up. No one knew how the helicopter got there or who was on board. But the unique markings on the fuselage deterred all the Japanese soldiers from questioning it, because it was the private aircraft of the Japanese Prime Minister. Rumors circulated that there were seven people on board—one man and six women.

Several days later, the Japanese Prime Minister roared so loudly it nearly shook Tokyo to its core, because his helicopter had not only been stolen... He was then dumped in a garbage incinerator and almost burned to ashes.

Xiao Chong felt he was dead, utterly dead, with no chance of survival. He had never been without awareness of his own existence; even during the plane crash, he had managed to stay alive. But this time, his senses were blurred. He vaguely sensed someone cutting his clothes, and heard a familiar yet distant voice. Several voices were conversing, but he couldn't understand what they were saying. Soon, he lost consciousness. He knew he was doomed this time. Whether heaven or hell awaited him, only his departed soul would know.

"How is it?" one woman asked.

"It's bad! Not good at all!" a man shook his head.

"Think of something! We can't just watch this child die in our hands!" another woman said.

"Yeah, don't you have qigong? Aren't you a highly skilled doctor? Aren't you a miracle doctor? Hurry up!" several other women chimed in.

"Stop arguing! What kind of time is this to be arguing!" a leading woman snapped angrily, and everyone immediately quieted down.

"The vertebra seems to be stuck very deep, right in the heart. Even a god couldn't save him!" the man said in pain and despair.

"We don't care! Even a god can't save him, you have to save him, or we'll die with him! He's our life!" the women said almost in unison.

"There's no other way, we have to try! Has the type B blood been administered?" the man asked.

"Yes!" one woman said.

"What about the anti-shock fluid?" the man asked again.

"He's dead too!" another woman exclaimed.

"Open his chest!" the man decisively ordered. Although he knew the outcome of opening his chest might be dire, he had to try anyway. Just as the women had said, he couldn't watch him die, especially not in their hands.

"Hey, what's that red string?" one woman said, pointing to where the awl had pierced.

"I don't know, open his chest first!" another woman said, and the man's knife slashed down into Xiao Chong's chest.

"Hey, what's this?" one woman asked.

"It looks like a copper coin!" another woman said. A copper coin, with the awl poised against his heart, was pressed against the coin. The ninja's arm strength was immense; the awl aimed at Xiao Chong's heart struck the coin squarely, crushing the sternum and embedding it deep into the anterior wall of his heart.

"My God, his heart wasn't pierced?" another woman exclaimed in surprise.

"This child is incredibly lucky!" the man said softly, but his hands didn't stop. He quickly removed the copper coin and the awl, then began repairing the damaged tissue.

"I knew he wouldn't die so young, sob sob!!!" The woman cried, and soon the other women joined in the sobbing.

"Cry, cry, cry! What are you crying for! You've cried him to death before he's even dead! Hurry up and help!" The leader of the women yelled again, and

the room fell silent again. The women rushed forward and helped the man finish the surgery.

Chapter 55 of the Learning Journey: Rebirth from the Brink

When Xiao Chong woke up, he was lying on a snow-white bed. The smell in the room was familiar; he knew it was the unique smell of a hospital.

Xiao Chong slowly opened his eyes, but the glaring light made him close them again. But in that one glance, he saw many familiar faces. Qi Feier, Su Shan, Sun Shanshan, Xiao Chong, Zhang Weijie, Shen Yang... and Ye Yiyu! His relatives, friends, and women were all there.

"He's awake! Quick, call the doctor!" Zhang Zhijie's joyful voice rang out first.

"What kind of doctor are you calling? We have plenty of doctors here!" Shuangxi was absolutely right. Of the dozen or so people in the room, eight or nine were doctors—there were more doctors than patients!

Shenyang walked over to Xiaochong and took his pulse. After a while, he said, "He's out of danger now, but he's still very weak. He just woke up, so it's not good for him to talk too much. I think we should leave now!"

"Little Chong, come here, come to your uncle, your uncle will take you to play with the pretty nurses!" Zhang Weijie said, opening his arms to Little Chong. Little Chong, without thinking, rushed into Zhang Weijie's arms. This kid? He'll definitely be a lecherous scoundrel when he grows up!

People gradually left, and the room quickly became quiet. Everyone except Little Chong's women was gone.

Little Chong slowly adjusted to the light and opened his eyes again, but tears instantly filled his eyes. The feeling of being reborn filled him with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow, and he felt even more heartache for these four haggard-looking women. They had all become thin and haggard in just a few days. Tears silently slid down his face. He wasn't a woman and didn't like to cry, but at this moment he couldn't control himself.

"Silly boy, don't cry!" Sun Shanshan, unlike her usual fiery self, gently wiped away his tears, but this made her own beautiful eyes red. Tears dripped down.

“Yes, we’re reunited, we should…should…be happy…sob…” Susan said with a forced smile, but her voice choked up halfway through.

“It’s alright, it’s alright!” Qi Feier, suppressing her heartache, stroked Xiao Chong’s hair, as if comforting a homeless child who had just returned home.

Ye Yiyu just stood to the side, silently wiping away her tears.

“The Hero’s Cup?” Xiao Chong asked in a hoarse voice. This was a major event concerning everyone, and also a nightmare that had been haunting his heart.

“Oh my god! You still remember that broken cup? That cup isn’t pure gold! It’s worthless!” Sun Shanshan said with feigned surprise, just to ease the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

“Yes, that cup was taken by your big-headed leader. It’s been over two months, and now it’s probably rusted!” Susan said, her tears turning into a smile.

“Have I been lying here for that long?” Xiao Chong couldn’t help but ask, as it felt like only a few days.

“Not long, just over two months. But if we hadn’t kept turning you over, you would be covered in bedsores now!” Sun Shanshan said.

“Exactly! These past two months have been tough on us four sisters. We’ve been taking care of you, cleaning you up, feeding you water and porridge. I thought you’d be like this forever, and I almost considered remarrying. But when I looked around the street, I realized that none of the men standing could compare to you lying down! Sigh, my life is so hard!” Susan had somehow learned to joke around!

“Following him? You're bound to suffer!” Qi Feier said with a laugh, but the women all knew in their hearts that suffering with Xiao Chong was also a kind of happiness.

After sharing their sorrows and joy at their reunion with Xiao Chong, the women left the room one after another in perfect unison, leaving only Ye Yiyu and Xiao Chong behind. Sun Shanshan, the last to leave, deliberately locked the door before closing it. What was she going to do with the man and woman inside?

Xiao Chong looked at Ye Yiyu, but she, like a child who had done something wrong, dared not look up at him.

“Yiyu!” Xiao Chong called softly, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He had once thought he was going to die, and that he would lose this woman forever, but the fate he had always doubted had given him another chance, a chance to live and love this woman again.

“What is it?” Ye Yiyu’s voice was very low, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

“Sit here and let me see you, okay?” Xiao Chong said softly. This was Xiao Chong: gentle with women, passionate with brothers, and ruthless to enemies!

"..." Ye Yiyu quietly walked to Xiao Chong's side and gently sat down beside him. Her movements were elegant and gentle, as if she were afraid of stepping on an ant.

"Yiyu!" Xiao Chong tried to reach out his weak hand to touch her small hand. She trembled slightly, but did not pull away, letting Xiao Chong hold her hand.

"Mm!" Ye Yiyu responded softly.

"Have you forgiven me?" Xiao Chong asked knowingly, hoping she would say she forgave him.

"Don't you want me to forgive you?" Ye Yiyu asked instead of answering.

"No, no, I hope you can forgive me!" Xiao Chong said repeatedly.

"..." Still silent, Ye Yiyu seemed unable to get used to having him back.

"I'm really happy that you can forgive me, even happier than winning the Hero's Cup!" Xiao Chong said sincerely, since he had only participated in the Hero's Cup for her sake.

"I will never dare to let you participate in such competitions again!" Ye Yiyu suddenly blurted out.

"Why?" Xiao Chong couldn't help but ask. It seemed that caring about national affairs and pushing her man to the battlefield had always been her hobby!

"If my three older sisters knew I sent you to the competition, they'd kill me!" Ye Yiyu's biggest fear was losing Xiao Chong.

"Hehe, when did you all become so nice?" Xiao Chong asked, puzzled. Women are such strange and fickle creatures.

Ye Yiyu retorted, "Mind your own business! If it weren't for our sisters working together, would you have woken up so quickly? If we hadn't taken care of you, you could have been bedridden for a year or two!"

"How did I get back here? Who performed my surgery?" Xiao Chong asked.

"I don't know. When we arrived in Japan, you were already missing! We searched everywhere for you and everyone panicked. We almost caused a scene in Japan. It was about a week! Then Dr. Magbi called to tell us you were here, so we all rushed back! He said the surgery had already been done when you were brought here, and the stitches had been removed!" Ye Yiyu's heart still trembled as she recalled everyone's fear and helplessness at the time.

"Who brought me here?" Xiao Chong was very suspicious. These people were incredibly capable; they managed to rescue him from the thick of the battlefield, perform surgery on him, and send him back to China! But who was it? Why would they help him? He tried desperately to search his memory for those lost fragments, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find a single word.

"I don't know!" Ye Yiyu was also puzzled. Several women had carefully considered the matter, but there was no answer. Not even a hypothetical answer.

"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. Someone who saved me must be someone who cares about me! Yiyu, can you help me?" Xiao Chong looked at his lower body and said, though he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"What? Are you cold?" Ye Yiyu said, covering him with a blanket.

"No!" Xiao Chong's face turned bright red as he spoke, but he didn't know how to begin.

"..." Ye Yiyu had no choice but to pull back his blanket and look at his lower body. She immediately blushed with embarrassment because the veins in Xiao Chong's private parts were throbbing. She couldn't help but think: This lecherous scoundrel, he's not even fully recovered yet and he's already thinking about this kind of thing. But she couldn't do anything about it. This man was destined to torment her for the rest of her life. She had to get through this sooner or later, so she shyly put her hand into Xiao Chong's pants and began to move it gently and clumsily.

Xiao Chong was startled. He didn't expect this little girl to be so bold, but her soft little hand, though lacking in skill, almost made him lose control. He wanted to enjoy it to the fullest, but unfortunately, he couldn't. "Yiyu, what are you doing?"

"Helping you! You know perfectly well what I'm doing. Just like Sister Shan said, you want to be a whore and still have a chastity arch!" Ye Yiyu scolded shyly, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"No, I'm not, you've misunderstood!" Xiao Chong couldn't take it anymore.

"Nothing, don't pretend, I've known you're a pervert for a long time!" Ye Yiyu's own member had become very hard, large, and hot, making her suppress her own desires.

"Grandma, I admit I'm usually a pervert, but that's not what I'm thinking about right now!" Xiao Chong was utterly wronged!

"Oh my god, what do you want to do if you don't want that? Can you even do that in your current state?" Although Ye Yiyu knew he was a pervert, she didn't expect him to be this perverted. It was truly pitiful that he could still have such filthy thoughts while seriously ill!

"Grandma, I need to pee, I'm in a hurry!" Xiao Chong said, almost losing control of his bladder!

"Ah~~~~~~~" Ye Yiyu's cry echoed from the ward into the corridor, clearly heard by the women waiting there.

"What was that sound?" Qi Feier couldn't help but ask.

"What else could it be? Just think about it with your plump buttocks!" Sun Shanshan teased, her mind drifting back to her first time with Xiao Chong.

"It hurts a bit, but isn't this little girl overreacting? Why is she screaming so loudly? Doesn't she want everyone to know?" Susan said jokingly, though she wasn't feeling good inside.

"That's the kind of woman he likes! Sigh, maybe we're not charming enough. Who knows how many more women he'll bring back to keep us company!" Qi Feier said worriedly.

Sun Shanshan said hatefully, "He wouldn't dare! This is the last one. If he brings another girl, I..."

"What are you going to do?" Qi Feier and Susan asked simultaneously.

"I'll cut off his penis!" Sun Shanshan said through gritted teeth.

"Ah!!!!! You wouldn't dare!!!!" Qi Feier and Susan exclaimed in shock. If Xiao Chong were raped, what hope would they have left to live?

URL 1:http://localhost:909/htmlBlog/9956.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=9956&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 26

Next Page : [Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 10

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 11

comment Open a new window to view comments