A week later at dusk, in the base conference room.
Wu Jin, the team leader, had soone bring in a large amount of supplies and place them on the conference table. After signaling for the personnel to leave, he glanced at Lan Xue and others, who were sitting upright and with serious deanors, and said with so excitent, "Do you still rember the war booty from the Japanese Ninja we captured when you defended the Military Research Institute? That Bullet-Resistant Vest with excellent bulletproof effects, our Equipnt Team has replicated it, and you are the first batch of users."
Upon hearing this, everyone smiled knowingly. Luo Zheng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With this equipnt, he believed the chances of success would be greater. Then, Wu Jin opened a backpack and took out a black body-fitting combat suit. The trousers wrapped around the feet, and the cuffs were connected to finger gloves, covering the hands without the need for socks or tactical gloves. The zipper was at the chest, making it convenient to wear.
"Not only is this suit exceptionally waterproof, but it also has a certain degree of fire resistance. Wearing it kills two birds with one stone, protecting everything below the neck. Even bloodsucking locusts won't be a concern now, let alone mosquitoes. No wonder a ninja could squat in one place with no issues. Besides their own stealth abilities, equipnt is also very important. Ninjas would have their faces covered, but considering everyone's habits, we didn't make it all one piece. The hood is separate and can be worn on the body at all tis with casual clothes over it, not easy to spot. When needed, just put on the hood," Wu Jin explained.
Everyone imdiately understood how to use it and their eyes lit up. Ghost Hand chuckled and said, "Team leader, if we're equipped with these and carry Japanese swords on our backs, we'll be almost indistinguishable from ninjas. Maybe we could even sneak into the enemy camp."
"That'll depend on your skills," Wu Jin casually responded. He picked up other equipnt and continued, "Mountain and jungle camouflage combat uniforms with good Tiger-pattern camo, Jili, sleeping bags, ergency kits, Tiger Teeth, special ropes, tactical flashlights, anti-poison masks, Hand Crossbows, Bullet-Resistant Vests, Bullet-Proof Helts, blast-resistant boots, atomic watches, D80 Tiger Teeth, Central Sedatives, Night Vision Devices, and rations, etc. Each backpack has these, specially designed according to your body shapes. The backpacks have na tags; you'll divide them among yourselves later. What are your requirents regarding weapons?"
"Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard are to be equipped with Type 95 assault rifles, one for each person, with 300 standard bullets and five spare magazines. The three of us will be outfitted with Type M99 semi-automatic sniper rifles, carrying 12.7mm sniper bullets, 200 rounds in total, with fifty rounds each of armor-piercing, explosive, and Incendiary Bombs. Type 92 pistols with three spare magazines and 100 bullets. Additionally, each person should have a hundred Button-shaped Intense Ti Bombs, two satellite phones, and one high-powered infrared night vision telescope," Luo Zheng promptly listed the weapons inventory. Facing such a powerful enemy this ti, they had to prepare more. Such a load of equipnt would definitely be heavy, but there was no choice; to survive, one must be well-prepared.
After several missions, Luo Zheng realized that night vision and telescopic visibility were big issues. Before, they had solely depended on sniper scopes, which weren't very effective, as they couldn't see very far. This ti, he took extra precaution by bringing along a high-powered telescope. Regarding weapons, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard would use Type 95 assault rifles, ensuring good firepower support. With everyone carrying large-caliber sniper rifles, they could project a powerful deterrent. One for close combat and one for long-range, complenting each other.
Having listened to Luo Zheng's request for equipnt, Wu Jin pondered for a mont. Seeing that everyone else had no objections, he agreed. He used the phone in the conference room to contact the armory and instructed the relevant personnel to prepare imdiately. After hanging up, Wu Jin looked at everyone with a shimring gaze and said, "Brothers, this battle is a challenge for you, as well as an opportunity. If you successfully complete the mission and return, it will prove that your strength has reached a new level, and your squad will be elevated in stature. You know the rules, so I need not say more. I wish you success and, no matter what, co back in one piece. Any other questions?"
"No," all stood up and responded in unison, bristling with killing intent. As soldiers, the mission is their raison d'être, the battlefield their goal. Killing the enemy for their country is the mission they would defend with their lives.
"Okay, prepare in half an hour, eting adjourned," Wu Jin said excitedly to everyone as if he had just seen an ordinary Soldier King squad about to transform into an Elite Soldier King squad. This was a joyous occasion for everyone and a precious achievent for the National Blade Special Combat Team.
Everyone headed back to their dormitories with their backpacks to take a shower and leave behind a will as per old customs. They were all accustod to this routine. Soon after, soone delivered the weapons and equipnt to the dormitories. Everyone checked their gear thoroughly, got dressed, put on their headsets to test the audio, and once everything was ready, they shouldered their packs, donned their camouflage suits, and walked out in an orderly formation towards the helipad.
Along the way, everyone who saw them in this attire knew they were on a mission. Even though their faces were concealed by the camouflage suits and their identities unclear, they all consciously spread out and gave solemn salutes, expressing their blessings and respect in a soldier's manner. To shed blood and sacrifice one's life for the country was a matter of great honor and respect.
At the helipad, an ard transport aircraft had already started up. Without hesitation, everyone boarded the plane. Luo Zheng sat on the outside, took one last glance at the dusk and sunset that dyed the sky red like the blood of heroes. In the distance, the red flag fluttered vigorously, sounding like the call to charge. Luo Zheng's expression darkened, his gaze sharp as he quickly closed the cabin door, patted the cockpit, and soon the transport took off, soaring high into the sky towards the sunset.
"You rascals, make sure you co back alive," Wu Jin said as he stood by the office window, silently watching the scene with a heavy heart. If possible, Captain Wu Jin wouldn't have assigned this highly difficult task to the squad, but Mr. Li had given the order, and Wu Jin couldn't object.
In the office, Military Doctor Wu Miao was present as well, silently watching the helicopter fly away with a sour feeling in her heart. She was worried for Luo Zheng, envious of Lan Xue, but more than that, she felt a sense of confusion about her own future happiness. After a while, with the helicopter out of sight, Wu Jin turned around, gestured for Military Doctor Wu Miao to sit down, and asked, "Military Doctor Wu, is Ghost's physical condition okay? Can he withstand high-intensity combat?"
"Since his return, I've noticed that his physique has improved again. His cells' self-healing and regenerative abilities are extrely strong. I suspect he's practicing so kind of lost Breathing Skill for nurturing life, like the Taoist thods that not only promote health but also enhance physical strength," Wu Miao said seriously, with a solemn expression.
"Sothing similar to the breathing techniques of ancient Inner Boxing?" Wu Jin asked in surprise, and seeing Wu Miao hesitantly nod, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "I heard those things had been lost to history. I didn't expect the kid to have such skills. No wonder his recovery capabilities are extraordinary, and his body can handle overload training without major issues. Now that you ntion it, I'm getting more confident about their upcoming mission."
Wu Miao gave a smile but remained noncommittal, her eyes filled with worry.
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