Chapter 1506 - 1507: Long Time No See
Everyone gasped in shock.
Everyone knew that the Blue Sword Squad was indeed strong, but no one expected them to be this powerful.
For a moment, Li Guoqing became the focal point of everyone's attention.
Several instructors and captains who were not on good terms with Li Guoqing even took the initiative to greet him.
No one sympathized with the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces; this group of ruthless guys had taken many lives in over a dozen competitions.
Just recently, they had crippled many soldiers from the Special Forces.
This group of heartless people faced such misfortune, completely as retribution.
The Blue Sword Squad continued at a steady pace towards the lake, like lions in the jungle, with the majesty and elegance of a king.
This time, no Special Forces team dared to challenge the Blue Sword Special Squad to snatch the secret documents.
On the contrary, Special Forces teams from various countries steered clear of their destination, competing for second and third place only on the periphery.
The powerful Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces were utterly defeated in the confrontation with the Blue Sword Special Squad, leaving the top three positions open.
Two Special Forces teams made it into the top three, ranked second and third in points.
In the Birch Forest, Yang Fei, Mad Blade, and others reminisced about the fierce battle they had just experienced, while everyone chatted on the public communication channel.
Among them, Mad Blade's voice was the loudest, and he curiously asked Yang Fei.
"Little Bird, how exactly did you take down Smith? That guy isn't easy to deal with."
Mad Blade's words completely sparked everyone's curiosity.
Everyone deeply appreciated the power of genetic warriors, and Smith, known as a genetic Ace Soldier King, was of course even more formidable.
However, in the confrontation with Yang Fei, Yang Fei killed him in less than three minutes.
"Yeah, that punk Smith was full of himself, but he was taken out in a second by the Chief Instructor. Haha, instructor mighty."
"Of course, just look at who our instructor is. Can Smith compare to our instructor?"
"My admiration for the Chief Instructor is like the surging river, like the overflowing Yellow River, unstoppable."
"Pfft, you sycophant, I must say, kid, your boot-licking skills have truly captured the essence of the Chief Instructor."
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A group of old rogues spouted nonsense, flattering Yang Fei, who could only smile wryly.
At this moment, Mad Blade gasped in surprise, his voice full of astonishment.
"Everyone, look carefully. Why has the sky turned so red, like it's been splashed with blood? Damn, I'm starting to feel uneasy in my heart."
"Yeah, I noticed it this morning. I've been disturbed all day."
"Is there some magnetic mineral nearby? I wonder if it's due to ion radiation from the air causing mutations."
"Stop rambling. It feels pretty normal to me. 'Weather is unpredictable' is exactly what this saying is about."
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Listening to the crowd's discussions, Yang Fei felt the Turtle Extreme inside his body also sending ominous premonitions, seemingly even stronger than before.
This sense of forewarning, where it came from, even Yang Fei couldn't fathom.
Yang Fei looked at the black clouds hanging low over the sky, feeling a pressure on his chest.
It felt as though a malice, from an unknown source, was making him very uncomfortable.
At this moment, Long Xia pointed to the distance and shouted, "The target lake has arrived."
Pushing aside the underbrush and stepping out of the Birch Forest, a lake about two kilometers in circumference appeared before everyone.
The winter mist rose into the air, reflecting the surrounding scenery, like an Immortal Realm.
In the center of the lake, indeed, there was a dilapidated fishing boat.
The mast was broken halfway, the deck's wood was decayed and discolored, and the lake water had already filled half the ship's side.
Mad Blade cursed: "Damn, the base actually put the intel in a place like this, it's really perverted."
"In the middle of winter, cold as it is, are we expected to swim over there?"
Yang Fei chuckled: "Nope, let me show you a magic trick."
Yang Fei leaped onto a birch tree, climbed to the top of the tree.
He stood on the treetop, energy sinking to his dantian, and executed a Thousand Jun Drop, instantly increasing his weight by over a thousand pounds.
Amidst crackling sounds, the flexible treetop was slowly pressed down by Yang Fei.
Mad Blade found it amusing and jumped onto the already bent tree trunk: "Let me have a go too."
Yang Fei gauged the distance with his thumb and gave instructions to Fan Yi.
"Ayi, tie your backpack straps together and toss them to me."
Fan Yi nodded, tied more than a dozen backpack straps together into a long rope, then tossed it to Yang Fei.
Yang Fei tied the rope around his waist and increased the force, bending the birch tree even lower.
Everyone watching understood Yang Fei's intention.
Everyone worked together to bend the birch tree down, making the tree trunk parallel to the ground.
The birch tree's branches were extremely tough, and once bent to their limit, they could release tremendous elasticity.
Yang Fei stood at the furthest end of the treetop and calmly said, "Let go."
Everyone released their hold, and with over a ton of force let loose, the bowl-thick birch tree snapped upward, launching forward.
Bang!
Yang Fei's body shot out like a cannonball, with the long rope tied around his waist rapidly shortening as it dragged along the ground.
Yang Fei somersaulted a dozen times in mid-air, heading straight for the wrecked ship.
The borrowed strength from the birch tree made him seem like he was soaring through clouds and mists.
Bang!
Yang Fei landed on the bow, shattering the decayed deck, sending wooden chips flying.
The whole ship shook as if it sank even further.
At this moment, a silent force of malice swept over Yang Fei's entire body, causing the Turtle Extreme inside him to emit a piercing scream.
Startled, Yang Fei hadn't yet drawn the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army when he heard a clatter from below the hold.
Five or six soldiers rushed out of the cabin, their dark gun barrels aimed at Yang Fei's head.
If it were an ordinary person, suddenly having so many guns pointed at their head would surely scare them senseless.
However, Yang Fei merely chuckled, sighed lazily, and said.
"What do you say we have a showdown, and then you'll give me the documents?"
Saying this, he shook his head.
"Come on, in this nasty weather, falling into the icy water isn't a good feeling."
At this moment, a tall professional soldier stepped up to Yang Fei, saying lightly.
"The mighty Mr. Yang Fei, long time no see."
This took Yang Fei by surprise: "You, how do you know me?"
The professional soldier smiled: "Of course I know you, the former Chief Instructor Evil Dragon, always serving Huaxia with great merit."
"But your true identity is a King Assassin in the Underworld, ranked fourth on the assassin list, Lord Mo Ying, isn't it?"
Yang Fei stared at the soldier in shock.
"How do you know about that... I have no interest in men,"
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