Chapter 1478 - 1479: I Won't Let You Off
Walker stared dumbfounded at such a shocking scene, and after a moment, he murmured.
"Holy crap, this is a big deal now."
At this moment, a sentry reported to Walker.
"General, another troop transport has arrived at the base entrance. Do you need to greet them at the entrance?"
Walker was startled: "Do you know which unit it is?"
The soldier shook his head: "I don't know. The insignia on their soldiers has a clover symbol."
Walker was taken aback and immediately asked, "What color is the clover, gold or silver?"
The soldier hesitated and said awkwardly, "Sorry, General, I didn't pay attention. It seems... it seems like gold."
Walker was shocked and mumbled, "Could it be the top elite Special Forces from the Mysterious Country, Golden Tri-Leaf, has arrived? Why didn't the higher-ups notify the base about such significant news?"
He had no time to ponder as he followed the sentry at a jog out to the base entrance.
At the base entrance, in front of the troop transport, stood a neatly arranged squad of ten.
Everyone was tall, with immense Qi-Blood, and each one's badge was embroidered with the gold clover symbol.
Apart from this golden clover emblem, there were no other markings on these soldiers.
Just from the Stars and Stripes imprinted on the front of their uniforms, it was clear that this Special Forces unit was from the Mysterious Country.
In fact, as soon as he saw the Golden Tri-Leaf insignia, Walker didn't need to ask anything more.
The Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces is the most powerful and feared Special Forces in the world today.
This ultimate King's Troops belongs to the American Intelligence Agency, undefeated since its inception, always active in Asia.
After the outbreak of the Middle East war, Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces infiltrated the region, carrying out poisonings, explosions, assassinations, and defections.
The Golden Tri-Leaf single-handedly turned the entire Middle East battlefield.
Normally, the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces and another unit, the Silver Trefoil, often appear together, working in tandem, sweeping the world.
The reputation of the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces is vast, yet they have almost never appeared in public and reject any media interviews and coverage.
As for the legendary Silver Trefoil, it never shows itself.
As a result, many national intelligence agencies believe that this powerful Special Forces unit doesn't actually exist, just smoke bombs released by the American military.
Walker never imagined that this almost mythical legendary unit would appear here.
A soldier with bushy whiskers from Golden Tri-Leaf walked up to Walker, extended his hand, and smiled with a stiff expression.
"You must be General Walker. I'm Kobe, rank Captain, ordered to participate in the training here, waiting for your instructions, General."
After Kobe finished speaking, he clicked his heels together and saluted Walker with a standard military salute.
Simultaneously, the nine warriors behind Kobe all saluted Walker in unison.
These soldiers' faces were stiff and expressionless, resembling granite statues.
Walker composed himself and returned the salute out of courtesy, testingly asking.
"Are you the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces?"
Kobe nodded, standing tall.
"We are just a team from Golden Tri-Leaf, ordered to report here, please take care of us, General."
Walker nodded and turned around, inviting the Golden Tri-Leaf team into the base.
As the Golden Tri-Leaf team entered the base, they saw around the training ground, members of the Dragon Hunting Marine Corps were hung up high.
The members of the Golden Tri-Leaf team didn't change expressions, but their eyes turned colder and sharper.
Walker led the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces forward, feeling the chill on his spine.
It seemed the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces behind him were not humans but the legendary Grim Reaper.
Walker vaguely understood something, secretly worried.
"Last night, the Blue Sword Special Forces Brigade just devastated the Dragon Hunting Special Combat Brigade, and today, the Devil Squad Golden Tri-Leaf arrives. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what's happening."
Thinking of this, Walker quickened his pace.
He thought to himself: "It seems the champion of this Special Forces competition is likely between the Clover and Blue Sword Special Forces Brigade, just don't know who will emerge victorious?"
Kobe suddenly stopped, not far from where a Dragon Hunting Special Combat Brigade member was hanging.
The member's clothes were stripped off entirely, frozen through the night, now covered in extensive bruises, hair with icicles.
Below the pole suspending a Dragon Hunting Special Forces member, a Blue Sword Special Forces Soldier stood guard with a gun.
The guy had a cigarette in his mouth, leisurely smoking, obliviously acting like the king of the world.
Kobe slowly turned around, walked in big strides to the Blue Sword Soldier, and said blandly, "Release this person."
The Blue Sword Soldier was stunned, sizing up the Old Maozi Captain.
"Why? Who the hell are you?"
Kobe's eyes flashed with cold light, looking menacing: "Because I'm from Golden Tri-Leaf."
At this, the Blue Sword Soldier got agitated, swearing.
"I'm not a pig farmer, don't need any three-leaf or four-leaf clover, why are you pretending to be tough, don't obstruct me from my mission, scram!"
This string of curses, with regional accented broken English, left Walker with a dark expression.
Does this guy even know who he's talking to?
The Golden Tri-Leaf stands as the king among Special Forces, one of the few elite Special Forces in the world, yet this soldier is unbelievably bold.
He wasn't aware that since the Blue Sword Brigade mixed with a bunch of Evil Dragon ruffians, their discernment improved but became more reckless and cynical.
To the Blue Sword Soldier, this small Captain is nothing.
Even if the American President arrived personally, they would curse and spit if needed, with no ambiguity.
Kobe nodded, a flash of savage intent on his face.
He suddenly made an arrow step, charged in front of the Blue Sword Soldier, and with a Bow Stance Straight Punch, hit the junction of the chest and abdomen of the Blue Sword Soldier.
Bam!
His speed was lightning-fast, with no warning.
The Blue Sword Soldier's body, like a kite with broken strings, flew directly out, collided with the metal pole, and then fell down.
Everyone was blown away.
A disagreement and straight to violence, such behavior directly violated the base's discipline.
And Kobe's target was a Blue Sword Special Forces Soldier.
The Blue Sword Soldier's ribs broke, he propped himself up, sat up.
Blood trickled from his mouth, yet he stuck his neck out and cursed vehemently.
"Fuck you, bastard, your mother and a dog played kinky games and birthed you, a mad dog, I'll let you off soon!"
Kobe's face grew more violent.
He swiftly rushed over, stepped on the Blue Sword Soldier's head, pressing his cheek against the rough ground, preventing him from speaking.