Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

The car was speeding on the road, and Chen Jun's face appeared in the rearview mirror. At this moment, he was wearing the military uniform of the Black Dog Country, and his identity was still a major officer of the other side. In addition, his camouflage skills had reached the S-level master level, and he had completely become a military officer aristocrat with a high surname.

Along the way, all the civilians who saw Chen Jun showed complex expressions of envy, jealousy, respect, admiration, etc., but there was no hatred.

In this country, the surname Gao is synonymous with noble sons and daughters, and they enjoy superior treatment. When dining and refueling along the way, the bosses dare not charge them. They even say that Chen Jun's consumption here is a respect for them and gives them huge face, which makes Chen Jun laugh and cry.

"This country has not liberated its thinking, nor has it liberated the status of women. From the root, the thinking is still feudal, which is good for the rulers' management, but too unequal. It is better to have your own country. Although there are many weeds and poisonous flowers, the root is still red."

After experiencing the customs and culture of this country along the way, Chen Jun was filled with emotion. Unless a guide or pioneer appears in their country who can liberate their minds and break the shackles, they would not dare to rebel even if they were asked to do so. In their minds, rebellion would affect their reincarnation in the next life.

However, it is such a backward-thinking country that has never stopped thinking about provoking Yan Country. It can only be said that this is a stupid idea.

"By now, they should have led their army across the snow-capped mountains and returned to their own country!"

Chen Jun was a little worried about Gong Jian and the others. Relatively speaking, he was safe at this stage, but those brothers who had lured the tiger away from the mountain were in constant life danger.

Now is not the time to think about this. He can only say take care silently in his heart, and then put all his emotions into executing the mission. He must seize the opportunity to cripple or kill these black dogs, so that they will not dare to bark when they see the Yan people. In history, their ancestors crippled them once, and they were honest for decades. The dogs of later generations have forgotten the pain.

History always repeats itself amazingly!

He came to a city. It looked very prosperous, with ancient buildings and a river running through it. But what Chen Jun couldn't stand was the air. It always felt like he was defecating in the air.

There are all kinds of special snacks being sold on the street. Chen Jun originally wanted to fill his stomach, but when he saw all kinds of golden foods, he suddenly lost his appetite. Eating here requires a lot of courage, at least not afraid of diarrhea. His current situation is special, and he would rather go on an empty stomach to perform the mission.

"terrible……"

Even Chen Jun, who is a ghost, couldn't help but sigh again.

Almost an hour later, he found the special forces headquarters that the deputy captain had mentioned, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

"Wow, it's not in the deep mountains or old forests, nor is it in the forbidden area in the suburbs, but in the downtown area?"

Chen Jun was completely confused. Really, he never dreamed that the headquarters of the special forces, which pursued secrecy, was actually in the city center. Their dog tags were hung high up and very conspicuous, as if they were afraid that no one would know. It took him ten minutes and ten seconds to figure out what the purpose was.

The Wolf's Lair of Langya is located in the mountains in the southeast and is surrounded by forbidden areas. The special forces bases of other countries in the world, including the United States, the British Empire, and the Soviet Union, are all well-known for their special forces, but even their own regular troops do not know where the headquarters is unless they are assessing the special forces.

Special forces are mysterious and secretive, with no trace of their existence on earth. They only have code names when performing missions and no identities. Even if they die, no one will know. This is why Chen Jun deliberately keeps a distance from his parents.

But here...

It's exactly the opposite.

Very arrogant!

Perhaps in order to highlight their uniqueness, even the soldiers on guard had their identity badges on their armbands.

A mocking look flashed in Chen Jun's eyes. He even saw those guys training in the open space outside the base. It was that internationally famous fire-breathing motorcycle show. More than a dozen special forces were shouting and showing off their motorcycle skills. With the smoke everywhere, the whole scene looked like a performance by a domestic acrobatic troupe.

Chen Jun felt like he was stabbed in the back. Damn, is this also a special forces soldier?

“No wonder their military parade had dozens of people on flamethrower motorcycles.”

Chen Jun leaned against the wall for support and calmed his complicated emotions. But one interesting day, the opponent's base was in the downtown area, and he found it difficult to take action. After all, there were many people on the street, and many people were watching their performance from afar. How could he take action?

This discovery made Chen Jun, who likes hot things, a little surprised. It turns out that being weird has its own advantages?

"Good fellow, they don't play by the rules. The infiltration tactics they used before don't work. I'm convinced."

Chen Jun leaned against the wall, Wei Ran sighed, there was nothing he could do but wait until dark.

Time passed little by little. As a special forces soldier, Chen Jun had very strong patience, but he found that he could not help himself today. The crowds around him had decreased, but he found that the black dogs were on high alert, surrounded by high walls, wire mesh, and broken glass, completely the anti-theft equipment of a big city.

After going around in circles, he reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​a breakthrough.

"It seems that we have no choice but to resort to the most brutal methods."

Chen Jun returned to the car and continued to sleep, waiting for dark.

When he woke up, it was dark all around. Apart from the soldiers patrolling the door, there were no pedestrians around.

He relaxed slightly, took a deep breath, and began to arm himself. The weapons were all new models from Dr. Chen. A pistol could be transformed into an assault rifle, a submachine gun, or even a sniper rifle by changing the barrel. It was very convenient and could be adapted to changing circumstances.

He put his gun on his back and put his saber in the most convenient position on the side of his leg. He adjusted his military uniform of Major Gao and walked towards the door in a swagger.

The whole process was majestic, just like a chief inspecting his own territory. At this moment, it was dark all around, with lights covering him. Combined with his camouflage skills, Chen Jun looked like a Black Dog officer, arrogant and domineering.

Moreover, Chen Jun had observed their so-called patrols and found that they could chat, take turns smoking, and even lean against the door to close their eyes and rest, which was quite casual and relaxed.

A searchlight came over, swept over Chen Jun, paused for a moment, and then moved away. In other words, the patrolling soldiers at a higher point did not notice anything unusual about his identity. After all, those militants could never have imagined that someone was so bold as to brazenly come in from the door and kill people.

Chen Jun quickened his pace, walked towards the door, and came in front of the sentry.

"Hello, sir..."

The two soldiers who were chatting did not expect that an officer would appear at this time. After all, according to the convention, after a day of training, their superiors would call a few beautiful women to enjoy life inside. The luxury in the base was almost the same as the presidential suite outside.

They soon found Chen Jun, but he looked unfamiliar and they couldn't remember what kind of officer he was.

"You are……"

Chen Jun moved as fast as lightning, with a tiger-tooth saber in his hand. After quickly approaching the two militants, he raised the sharp edge of the saber in his hand and flashed past.

After he stepped into the base, the two militants behind him, who were covering their necks, plopped down, making a hissing sound like an out-of-control faucet, with red liquid gushing out.

Chen Jun had a blank expression on his face. He changed his knife into a gun, raised the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at the armed man who was controlling the searchlight high up, and pulled the trigger.

puff puff...