He just came out of the Northwest Regional Base.
Could it be...?
Wu Tengyu's pupils constricted as he quickly entered the base. The soldiers behind him exchanged glances, then looked at Yang Feng, who had already walked into the forest.
He then followed Wu Tengyu inside...
Once they passed through the base gates and arrived at the training ground, they immediately saw groups of soldiers sighing and supporting each other's shoulders.
Dozens of medics rushed over and bandaged their wounds.
Most of these injuries are cramps or spasms, and they are not too serious. They can recover after two or three days of rest.
"This, this—"
Wu Tengyu's eyes widened, a bead of sweat the size of a bean trickling down his cheek from his temple, his mind immediately filled with the words he had just spoken.
You're too late, it's already over.
A sense of anxiety and dejection welled up in his heart. Yang Feng and the others had arrived at the base before them.
And, it should be considered a victory.
This means that they didn't have a chance to use their skills at all; they were just there to make a show of it.
Wu Tengyu sighed slightly, touched the training pistol at his waist. He had to admit that he had lost completely this time, even though he hadn't outwardly matched Yang Feng.
However, his thinking was not so corrupt; he believed that losing was losing and winning was winning, which was quite obvious.
Even if they get here before Yang Feng and his group, they might not be able to win.
Moreover, they were fighting against so many soldiers. Although I didn't see the scene, I had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
A dejected Wu Tengyu turned around and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go back. They've finished this exercise. Our troops... won."
The others understood, sighed slightly, and turned to leave.
Gazing at the beautiful sunset on the horizon, Yang Feng hurried along the path through the woods, not in the slightest thought of appreciating it. He had just promised his sister that morning that he would pick her up after school that afternoon, and if he rushed back now, he should still make it in time.
Still working as a mercenary, he felt at home in the woods or jungles, prioritizing his own interests as he ventured into the outer forests of the Northeast District forces.
That's incredibly fast!
Upon seeing the massive buildings of the base come into view, Yang Feng strode into the main entrance.
"Good morning, instructor!"
The two guards stood ramrod straight and saluted Yang Feng at the same time, shouting in unison.
"Hmm." Yang Feng didn't stop walking, but simply nodded.
Soon, they arrived at the operations room inside the base.
As soon as the door opened.
Liang Yekai, Lin Yan, and the others suddenly turned around and stared at Yang Feng at the door, their eyes filled with surprise.
Lin Yan was the first to speak, asking with a hint of doubt, "Dr. Yang... Instructor Yang, what's wrong with you—"
"It's over. You'll understand when Long Xukun and the others come back. First, send me a helicopter to take me back. I still need to pick up my sister."
Yang Feng didn't want to waste any more words and went straight to the point.
In short, Long Xukun and his group would know the outcome when they returned; logically, they would probably have already taken control of their army commander.
"Oh, okay..." Lin Yan paused for a moment, then stammered.
I need to process what he just said. Going back to pick up family members during a drill... seems reasonable, doesn't it?
“Instructor Yang, the military exercise is not over yet. Only when one side’s commander is brought under control to the other side’s base can it be considered a true victory. It would be inappropriate for you to go back now.”
Hearing this, Ruan Hong, who was standing nearby, felt a surge of displeasure and spoke in a questioning tone.
"What the hell is it to you? Send me a helicopter right now, and if you keep bastarding, I'll blow your head off!"
Yang Feng frowned slightly and said coldly, "I already said we'd understand when Long Xukun and the others come back. This guy is just trying to cause trouble."
"you……"
Ruan Hong's face immediately turned ashen, his narrow eyes almost spitting fire, but he dared not say anything.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 187 Helicopter?!
The propellers spun rapidly as Yang Feng sat in the helicopter, his deep eyes gazing at the insignificant world below. He glanced at the time; it was already past six in the afternoon, and high school was already too late for him.
He might have to break his promise to his sister.
This might be the first time.
You must keep your promises to others.
This is what his mother taught them, and as the older brother, he naturally had to set a good example.