Chapter 106: You Want Me to Train Female Soldiers?

The next day, Chen Yang and the other two boarded a helicopter and arrived at the Jiangnan battle zone.

Last night’s battle still haunted Li Wen’s mind; if it hadn’t been for Chen Yang, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

From that moment on, both Li Wen and Tong Jing completely changed their attitude toward Chen Yang, turning around a full 180 degrees.

The Cold Moon Special Forces, led by Captain Li Wen and Tong Jing, consisted of seven female operatives in total.

The seven female operatives endured...

Casually picking up the chips he had won, Wuji spoke again: “Number 5~”

Those around him all gasped in unison. This guy was truly extraordinary—he refused to bet on anything other than number 5! Wasn’t this blatantly telling everyone he was cheating?

Although sometimes such behavior might be seen as cunning, being so bluntly sharp ultimately harms both others and oneself.

“Then, do you have anything to tell me?” Mary’s patience was wearing thin.

Hearing Yu utter such rebellious words amidst the tense atmosphere with enemies and allies watching closely, Tsunade’s face flushed red. She instinctively clenched her fists but then inexplicably relaxed them, burying her face in Yu’s embrace without daring to look away.

After waiting for a long time, Lü Bu grew impatient. He swung his halberd downward, while his horse, Red Hare, darted forward like a flash.

Summary: A eunuch steward corrupted by demonic forces. Tormented by evil thoughts—greed, envy, obsession, and delusion—he harbors a heart full of hatred toward others.

The supervisory unit, low-ranking officers, even the overall ground commanders had abandoned their duties. No one urged the soldiers to resist anymore; it was sheer folly! When the overwhelming flying soldiers appeared, they realized that tomorrow, the prime minister of Asia might not even be who they expected.

Chen Jun’s departure did not surprise Fang Shiyun. However, when the day finally came, just like the first day Chen Jun moved into her home, Fang Shiyun felt a certain awkwardness, even discomfort.

Tang Chen, full of youthful vigor, had just embarked on the path of a feng shui master. Naturally, he had no intention of “retiring.” If he wanted to make money, it was far from easy.

Yeyama-kun, Okada-kun, and every RB soldier in the bar let out an excited roar.

Old Li understood immediately; Luo Xu was the young man Uncle He mentioned, the one who drove a Porsche every day to pick up Qin Xinyu.

Lampard patted Xu Erle on the head: “Get into the zone! We have to score soon!” Then he went to arrange the defensive wall.

Under the moonlight, Jerry’s face was flushed red. He stumbled and fell hard to the ground.

Hōzaki looked wronged, wondering if he had only wanted to see the twin abilities. Had he done something wrong? At this moment, he seemed on the verge of tears.

Perhaps it was once possible, but now, since he set foot on Libia’s soil again, that possibility had become a thing of the past. He knew well that what the old Russian said was true—he belonged here, on the battlefield, not living an ordinary life back home.

Da Hu was furious. His men causing trouble at such a moment was a slap in the face.

But the expected situation never happened; not only that, the outcome surprised them all.

Or rather, this young man seemed to be the grown-up version of the boy Lu Xianzhi, known as Lu Shanchuan.

Just as the soldier in the front hit a hidden landmine set by the enemy, he saw two figures leap into the turbulent waters of the Yangtze River about sixty to seventy meters away in the dark night.

The guards swarmed forward and grabbed Passi. He did not resist, allowing himself to be pushed into the prison cell, locked together with Caesar.

Between them was a faint connection, a kind of pull, but for some reason, they could never truly merge together.