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"Where is this?"
Fragments of memory pieced together, and a sea of flowers unfolded before my eyes. Endless tulips and lavender intertwined, and when the wind rose, it sang a poem of golden yellow and light purple, brushing against the memories that had been dormant in An Xiaotian's heart for months.
An Xiaotian tried to take a step forward, and the military boots sank into the flower sea up to the calves. Feeling around, eventually finding solid ground.
Training in the military camp for a long time kept An Xiaotian's brain in a state of high tension. But the blue sky, the sea of flowers, the hills in front of him, and the figure in front of him that seemed distant but not distant, made it difficult for him not to relax and enjoy this sudden comfort, giving him time to recall the past years. He stood in the sea of flowers, looking into the distance, with a girl standing at the far end with her back to him. Around her, there was a grassy area without a bouquet of flowers, as if she was born to stand there. An Xiaotian could clearly hear the "rustling" sound of the flowers as he walked closer, but the closer he got, the more blurred the girl's appearance became. An Xiaotian stopped at what he thought was the most appropriate position, just like the girl, standing in place. At this distance, he could still barely recognize the girl's back. He remembered, how could he forget?
That year, when I followed the people from the army onto the vehicle heading to the Military Base in City S, Yang Meng was also wearing that yellow dress, holding the flower basket he had given her, waving goodbye. She didn't cry, even as I turned the corner and left her sight for the last time. Yang Meng simply waved, watching her beloved boy leave her, marking the beginning of her life of waiting.
“Mengmeng…”
An Xiaotian couldn't bring himself to move forward any longer. He longed to embrace her, but he was afraid that if he got too close, he might not recognize her anymore. He felt tears welling up; an unprecedented sadness released all the pressure he had been under in the military camp. Sometimes he regretted his decision, including at this moment, but for the dream of serving in the military, he had to endure it.
In everyone's eyes, An Xiaotian is a perfect and outstanding child, but no one has ever cared about whether he could be even better, except for Yang Meng and Liu Xuan. No one else would care if he is tired or not.
An Xiaotian suddenly choked, and when he turned over, his toes touched the cold bed frame, and he realized that this was a dream. Yang Meng was gone, the dream began to shatter, and all he could see in his eyes was darkness. His roommate's snoring replaced the autumn wind blowing past his ears. He struggled to take a step, hoping to embrace Yang Meng before the dream ended, but the dream collapsed much faster than he had imagined. He shouted Yang Meng's name in the dream, and saw her turning around, but he fell with the dream as it collapsed...
"Mengmeng!"
With a loud shout, An Xiaotian sat up in shock, as if a bucket of water had been poured on a raging fire, extinguishing their breath. It seemed as if the whole world wanted to hear what An Xiaotian would shout. Sitting on the bed, he gazed hollowly at his roommate in the lower bunk. The night's insect chirping sang in the dead silence of the room, and the moonlight gathered his unwillingness, gently placing the only light on his brow. An Xiaotian sighed softly and lay back on the bed, the ceiling fan gazing at him, and he gazing back at the fan. The watch showed the time as 4:23 AM, with an hour left until the morning assembly.
Take another nap. An Xiaotian closed his eyes, wishing he could have a similar dream again, hoping to see his lover Yang Meng's face clearly. Thinking about this, he pulled up the blanket that was about to fall off, just about to go to sleep, when suddenly a piercing whistle went straight into his ear canal!
"Wake up! Emergency assembly!"
For a moment, An Xiaotian found himself actually grateful for having just the right dream. Time didn't allow him to think about anything, and instinctively he sat up again. His roommate had just opened his eyes and was asking each other what had happened, but he had already leaped out of bed, put on his uniform, and sprinted straight to the training ground.
As An Xiaotian ran out of the dormitory building, a large group of new recruits quickly followed behind him, struggling to put on their uniforms. Two minutes later, all the recruits had gathered on the training ground, forming a complete square formation. Instructor Zhang gave An Xiaotian a heavy pat on the shoulder, as he had always been the top performer in both results and daily conduct.
"Two minutes and seven seconds!" Instructor Zhang displayed the stopwatch he held in his hand. "There's improvement! But I want to tell you that this seven seconds can be faster! This time is enough for any enemy weapon to lock onto you!"
Everyone was already accustomed to his rhetoric and his current glare. Zhang Sheng was the instructor responsible for training the entire No. 1 new barracks, easily recognizable by his burly physique and a scar on his forearm that resembled a coiled python. It was said that this scar was from an incident during a cross-border drug bust when his weapon jammed. After being forced to engage with two drug traffickers in a warehouse for five minutes, he ended up with a blade that had cut around his forearm.
Instructor Zhang walked around and adjusted the hats of the new recruits in the front row. He announced to everyone, "Today, I wasn't just sitting around doing nothing; I brought you all out here! I have good news and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"
An Xiaotian felt someone nudge him with an elbow. He turned to look, and his roommate Xiao Wu was signaling him with his eyes—You have the best grades, you go ahead.
"Report!"
"Speak!"
"First, listen to the good news!"
"Good! It's just what I wanted!" Instructor Zhang pointed at An Xiaotian and said, "I have a meeting to attend this morning, so I won't be able to play with you for a while!"
In everyone's eyes, there was a sense of surprise. However, when An Xiaotian noticed the figure emerging from the shadows behind Instructor Zhang, he immediately retracted his slightly raised smile.
"But I never said you could take it easy! Want a vacation? Huh? Dream on!" Instructor Zhang said with a mischievous grin, slowly turning to look behind him. But this time, his words were not directed at the recruits. "Jiao An, can these little brats handle a day with you?"
Jiao... An? An Xiaotian was certain he had heard that name somewhere before. Wasn't that the legendary sharpshooter rumored to never miss? He remembered Instructor Zhang mentioning it, but he never expected Jiao An to be right here in his own base.
As Jiao An approached Instructor Zhang, everyone made a nearly unified gesture typical among men—appraising her, a look usually reserved for beautiful women when they think they are not being noticed. Even in her military uniform, the cinched belt perfectly showcased her figure. The streetlight behind her cast a soft glow, outlining her flawless oval face beneath the military cap. Even her walking posture, as she approached, seemed to exude a beauty that suggested professional training—an elegance that was subtle yet striking. While one might describe her as enchanting, the coldness in her eyes and the way she crossed her arms dismissed that notion; and while she could be seen as spirited and valiant, her figure bore the allure of a favored consort from a royal court.
No matter how one defined it, An Xiaotian felt that this woman was extraordinary. This was the most advanced military base in City S, home to world-renowned special operations forces and legendary classified technology. It was no surprise to An Xiaotian to encounter someone like her.
"Make sure to give them a good challenge; these kids have yet to see much of the world," she said.
Jiao An nodded and quickly glanced at the soldiers in the front row. In an instant, dozens of eyes turned to her in fear.
The benefit of Instructor Zhang being on a business trip was that three hours later, the new recruits who had finished their morning exercises sat together with the regular soldiers at the base, enjoying a rare normal breakfast.
"Hey! Do you guys know who this Jiao An is?" Xiao Wu asked as he sat down, pointing out the window at the base while chewing on some pickled vegetables. It seemed he had caught wind of some news—whatever gossip there was about the people at the base, Xiao Wu was always the one to find out. An Xiaotian and the other four roommates widened their eyes, unable to contain their curiosity.
Xiao Wu swallowed hard and said, "This Jiao An, to put it modestly, is the best sniper in the country, and she also has the identity of a super agent! While serving in the Armed Police, she led her team to win the 'Blade' Sniper World Championship for four consecutive years. After being recruited by our base, she took down three crime bosses, including those from the Viper organization. With her exceptional marksmanship, she made foreign forces think twice about supporting Viper's people! She's definitely a big deal!"
An Xiaotian thought he was done and was about to express some exclamatory remarks when Xiao Wu unexpectedly slammed his hand on the table and continued, "That's not all; she participated in the Miss Hong Kong pageant at just eighteen! That figure! That face! No man could resist Jiao An's charm! It’s said that when she first entered the barracks, the entire Military Base turned into a matchmaking scene! Ah, enough about that; I'm going to have some spring dreams tonight!"
Xiao Wu's lively and adorable appearance naturally attracts people, and coupled with his eloquence, he made An Xiaotian and others put down their chopsticks and burst into laughter.
"Oh, but-" Xiao Wu suddenly leaned forward, his head reaching above the table, and An Xiaotian and the other roommates hurriedly gathered around Xiao Wu's face.
"I just heard that some people are very unhappy with Instructor Zhang's arrangement this time. In general... it seems that someone is not happy with this Jiao An." Xiao Wu whispered quietly, with his hand covering his mouth, to his roommates.
"Hmph... What's with the whispering? An Xiaotian?"
As a few heads gathered around the table, a contemptuous greeting came from behind An Xiaotian. He immediately leaned back in his seat and turned to face Lei Ao with an expressionless look - Lei Ao was still the same as before, staring at An Xiaotian with a disdainful gaze. As he passed by An Xiaotian's roommate, he even deliberately bumped the elbow joint of the hand that was picking up food.
"It's him," said Xiao Wu.
With dark skin, Lei Ao is one of the most notable figures among the new recruits, and even across the entire base. Standing nearly two meters tall, he possesses an arm span comparable to that of a first-string NBA player, which is one of the reasons he looks down on An Xiaotian. Although An Xiaotian has consistently ranked first in overall performance within the military camp, when it comes to practical tests in combat and strength, Lei Ao does indeed surpass An Xiaotian. In terms of overall performance, Lei Ao has always been a close second to An Xiaotian, making him a formidable challenger and competitor.
"What we say has nothing to do with you," An Xiaotian retorted coldly.
"What else could it be but talking about the new girls that showed up today?" Lei Ao stepped out from beside his roommate, fixing an arrogant gaze on An Xiaotian. "I remember you have a girlfriend, right? So, are you considering finding someone here in the camp?"
"You!" Xiao Wu was the first to lose his temper and jumped up. An Xiaotian pulled him back to his seat and continued with an expressionless face, "I don't have the time for this."
"You don't really take a woman seriously, do you?" Lei Ao clapped his hands on their table, pushing his luck, "I'll show you later. In the exam, you might be able to show off in the overall score, but in real combat, you're nothing."
"I'll wait and see," An Xiaotian said, "This is a nationally renowned 'soldier's crucible.' If anyone has a problem, we settle it with our fists, right?"
Lei Ao no longer responded to him, and finally turned back with a sneer, leaving the cafeteria with his roommate.
“Xiaotian, why do you always indulge him like this?” Xiao Wu said, his face contorted in frustration. “This isn’t the first or second time. Why should we put up with him when you just swallow your anger?”
“Hehe…” An Xiaotian took a sip of porridge. “Many things can just be endured and will pass. Time will reveal the answer.”
"You! Sigh."
"Wait, you just said it's him, what do you mean?"
"Haven't you figured out what he wants to do? He just doesn't accept this Jiao An, after all, he has also practiced Brazilian combat dance."
Lei Ao had learned the forbidden martial art of Capoeira, commonly known as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, since childhood. An Xiaotian suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten that Lei Ao was indeed quite skilled.
Half an hour later, the daily training officially began.
"Fall in!" Qiao Anhong's voice echoed throughout the training ground. The soldiers immediately ran from all directions and quickly assembled, waiting for the instructor's orders.
"The first task, carrying a weight and running 3000 meters, starts now!"
This is the usual training for everyone, but today as everyone dispersed to get their weights, a voice with a challenging tone suddenly came from the north side.
"Report!"
"Speak!"
"I want to exchange pointers with you!"
Everyone immediately put down what they were preparing to carry on their shoulders and looked in unison at the sturdy and powerful Black Giant, Lei Ao.
Jiao An's brows furrowed slightly, and he walked slowly to stand in front of him with his hands behind his back, looking up at him.
"Why are you making this request?"
"Report!"
"Speak!"
"Why should we, the esteemed Special Forces, listen to a woman give orders?"
An Xiaotian straightened up, watching every move of Lei Ao and Jiao An. At that moment, the only sound in the area was the rustling of fallen leaves disturbed by the wind, and everyone was engulfed in a tense atmosphere.
"Go, come, line up!" Jiao An said without changing his expression.
"Uh oh," thought An Xiaotian, "something's about to go down."
As he expected, Lei Ao stood in front of him, and Jiao An delivered a ruthless side kick, but he managed to block it effortlessly!
Jiao An took a glance at him, immediately pulled back his leg, and Lei Ao seized the opportunity, suddenly turned and bent down, using his palm as support. His whole body was like an arch bridge, with his thighs already off the ground, directly kicking towards Jiao An's chin!
Facing the Brazilian martial arts dance, there was no chance to dodge by bending the body. Jiao An simply leaned back, rolled in the air, and then rolled on the ground. In almost the blink of an eye, Jiao An stood up like a spring, arriving at the side of Lei Ao.
An Xiaotian was greatly surprised - from a somersault to a ground roll, and then to a springing up, even more detailed, most soldiers can only barely dodge backward, but Jiao An not only dodged but also changed direction, rolling to the side! How skilled must one be to use such techniques?
From switching back to combat mode to locking onto the enemy again, Lei Ao had no response at all. His mastery of Brazilian Capoeira Kickboxing was extremely aggressive, emphasizing lethal attacks, but the downside of this kicking technique is its low margin for error.
Da Zhuang was very confident in the speed of his kicks, but unfortunately, he was facing the world-renowned sniper and special agent, Jiao An.
Jiao An showed no mercy, using his blocking arm as a leverage point to leap high into the air, pulling his entire body to a level with Lei Ao's head. Then, he directly clamped his legs around Lei Ao's neck and viciously twisted, causing Lei Ao to spin 360 degrees in place before slamming him to the ground.
Da Zhuang, who was knocked down, still wanted to stand up, but Jiao An had already leaped up like a carp and firmly stepped on his already twisted neck, causing Da Zhuang to scream in pain.
"Brazilian combat dance, not bad. Keep up the good work," Jiao An said coldly as he released his foot.
Seeing the situation, his two roommates quickly helped him up and sent him to the back of the team with Jiao An's permission.
"Go check it out. If there's something wrong with your body, I'll pay for it!" Jiao An shouted at Lei Ao's retreating figure.
Everyone was stunned, watching as Lei Ao disappeared from view, then they unconsciously turned to the still figure of Jiao An. A heavy silence fell, as if the earlier tension had been punctured, transforming from absolute quiet into a rustling sound. An Xiaotian was the first to react; he grabbed his gear and hurried off. Just like when Instructor Zhang gathered them in the early morning, the remaining recruits quickly followed An Xiaotian's lead and ran after him.
Jiao An deliberately watched An Xiaotian run away, then placed her hands on her hips and slowly said, "The newcomers these days really have no respect. They clearly come from wealthy families and have been spoiled. It's hard to train them without showing some authority... Don't you think so, Qin Weishan?" She glanced over her shoulder at the approaching figure, a smile finally appearing on her lips.
"Hahaha, showing mercy is not your style, Sister Jiao An," a strong man clapped his hands and walked over to Jiao An, laughing. "But when dealing with these kids, it's better for both of us to hold back a little, right?"
"What do you mean 'both of us'? You really think you and I are on the same level?"
"Hey, show some respect, will you? At least in the fighting world, I still have a bit of status."
After speaking, the two of them laughed in unison. Only Qin Weishan had seen Jiao An at her most relaxed. In front of Qin Weishan, Jiao An was actually a cheerful young girl. She was used to maintaining a persona that could be both cool and mature as well as lively and cute. However, in the eyes of most people, Jiao An was seen as an extremely aloof and strong woman.
They both entered the program together and are now the only two elite warriors who have joined the "Superhero Alliance" plan at the Military Base in City S. Qin Weishan's father is a businessman with a net worth of over a hundred million. However, Qin Weishan does not care about his father's money; his dream has always been to serve in the military.
Qin Weishan has loved boxing since childhood, and his fighting skills were developed after he was recruited by Special Forces Soldiers. Before joining the army, he grew up in a healthy environment and was particularly fit. In his youth, he achieved nearly 700 pounds of punching power in top UFC events and was referred to as the "One Punch God" in the boxing world. At his peak, he was even crowned "Asian Boxing King." After joining the Special Forces unit at the Military Base in City S, he further showcased his skills with an undefeated record of "300 matches" and, along with Jiao An, passed the review for the "Superhero Alliance" plan, gaining his own exclusive equipment and independent living space.
The "Superhero Alliance" program was proposed with the aim of creating the world's most advanced individual combat capabilities. The exaggerated fighting skills of Qin Weishan and Jiao An's fearsome marksmanship and special operations abilities made them the first individuals in national history to enter the "Superhero Alliance" program.
As a result, aside from Jiao An, no one else could match Qin Weishan here. The two had become well-acquainted with each other; their motivations for serving the country and their military talents were almost identical.
The two outstanding individuals now only took on national missions targeting the Viper organization and some overseas peacekeeping operations. Over time, they had developed a partnership-like relationship.
Qin Weishan had just finished his morning training when he noticed that Jiao An was surprisingly leading the new recruits. He had intended to tease her a bit, but Jiao An's earlier words had left him speechless. As Qin Weishan pondered other topics, Jiao An's phone suddenly rang. He looked down, wanting to ask who it was, but Jiao An raised her phone, signaling him to remain silent—Caller ID: Major General Wang Yangchen.
"General, hello... What? Alright, I'll call him back immediately."
After hanging up, Jiao An ignored Qin Weishan's inquiry and turned to dial Instructor Zhang. "The general hopes you can return soon; there's an urgent situation we need to handle... Uh-huh, okay, goodbye."
"What happened?" Qin Weishan asked again.
"An unexpected situation has arisen, and the general needs us," Jiao An replied, turning to Qin Weishan. "But it's not your concern."
Two hours later, Instructor Zhang sat on the bus heading back, reviewing the electronic information materials that Jiao An had forwarded to him.
What situation could make General Wang so anxious? He thought. Originally, this was a good opportunity for him to take a break, but now he had to rush back to work first Time.
He just casually flipped through these information materials, not intending to seriously read a few pages for the time being. But when he casually flipped to a picture, he couldn't help but cover his mouth.
It was an infrared photo, the surrounding trees showed normal blue and green temperatures, but through the trees, a faint yellow outline of a distinct human figure was visible. However, since it was a human figure, this temperature was obviously not normal body temperature. It would have to be at least ten degrees lower than the human body's 37°C to show this kind of effect.
Unless this is not a human, but it clearly shows a walking person.
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