Strongest Soldier King

A month later, at a secret military base.

Lan Xue, with a face as cold as frost, knocked on the office door of the Colonel. After receiving permission, she pushed the door open, entered, and shut it smoothly behind her. Taking a few steps forward, she saluted and said, "Colonel, we've just received intelligence. According to reliable information, we've located the headquarters of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group. Shouldn't we..."

"I know you're eager for revenge, but is there really such a rush?" said the Colonel with a smile, taking the intelligence report Lan Xue handed to him and starting to read through it carefully. The room was silent except for the occasional rustling of pages. About three minutes later, the Colonel finished reading, and fell into deep thought.

As Lan Xue waited somewhat impatiently, the Colonel suddenly remarked, "The intelligence on our old adversary's base needs further verification. What if it's fake? It's possible to take action on their drug trafficking job; just send the third squad. You don't need to be involved in this."

"Colonel?" Lan Xue called out reluctantly.

"I understand how you feel, but with your current state of mind, going onto the battlefield will likely affect your emotional control, impacting your judgment and performance. That's not suitable. I have to be responsible for you and the other brothers. You are the best sniper, no doubt, but not suited for this task," the Colonel explained patiently.

"No, I don't think so. Nobody knows my own condition better than I do. It's true that my heart is filled with hatred, but it won't affect my judgment and performance. On the contrary, it will only stimulate my fighting spirit and potential. Moreover, I've dealt with them a few times, and I'm familiar with their combat methods. I'm the most suitable person for this mission," Lan Xue said with a serious face.

The Colonel fell into thought again and did not immediately give his opinion. Lan Xue knew her superior well; he was calm, intelligent, and decisive—never acting rashly. Saying more would be futile, so she could only wait patiently. After a while, seeing that the Colonel had not yet made a decision, Lan Xue played her trump card and said earnestly, "Colonel, I have an idea."

"Oh?" The Colonel looked at Lan Xue with a hint of surprise. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "Speak."

"Yes, sir," Lan Xue said loudly, her expression growing stern as she continued earnestly, "I want revenge, whether you agree or not, I will go. But I hope for your agreement and support. My plan is to attack the drug convoy escorted by the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group and seek assistance from the Special Forces of the Group Army in the west."

"Didn't I also target the drug convoy just now? What exactly do you mean? Stop beating around the bush. Get to the point," the Colonel questioned with a mix of shock and skepticism.

"Yes, sir," Lan Xue continued, "These are all just smokescreens. I will lead a small team on a secret mission to attack their base. Even if the intelligence is false, the worst-case scenario is a wasted trip. It's a covert operation, and no one will know. What do you think?"

"Is it really that simple?" the Colonel asked with a tone of incredulity.

"It's that simple," Lan Xue declared, her face resolute.

The Colonel always felt there was something amiss, but out of trust for his subordinate, after pondering, he said, "Okay, take your squad. To the outside world, say it's just a drill. Anything else?"

"That's all, thank you, Colonel," Lan Xue said with gratitude.

"Be careful. I await your good news," the Colonel advised.

After taking her leave from the Colonel, Lan Xue personally piloted a helicopter to leave. An hour later, Lan Xue landed at a densely militarized base in the northwest and confidently knocked on the office door of the Colonel. Without waiting for pleasantries, she got straight to the point, "Cousin, how has he been lately?"

"I knew you wouldn't come just to see me," the squadron leader said dejectedly. "What else could I do? After returning for a week of restorative training, he started training like a madman, putting his life on the line. It was so harrowing to watch. You need to persuade him. If he keeps this up, he's bound to get hurt."

"Oh?" Lan Xue responded noncommittally.

"Don't believe me?" the squadron leader said somewhat annoyed. "Believe it or not, both of you are hell-bent on risking your lives, cut from the same cloth. I'm too lazy to bother with you two anymore. This 'quick' training theory of yours, just take cross-country running, for example. Shouldn't you pace yourself? He doesn't. He runs as fast as he can, whether it's five kilometers or ten, starting at full speed without conserving any energy for later. Is that normal? And shooting too, does he have a grudge against bullets? It's like he's afraid someone will beat him to it. And hand-to-hand combat, not even bothering with technique now, just one word, quick. Where do these training theories come from?"

Lan Xue was taken aback, a trace of a smile appearing on her icy face.

"You didn't teach him that, did you?" the squadron leader asked in surprise. If that was the case, he decided he would have to study it seriously. His eyes turned to Lan Xue with a hint of anticipation.

"I have some business with him, I'll borrow your office. You know, it's not convenient for me to roam around your military camp," Lan Xue said coolly.

"Fine, have it your way," the squadron leader said discontentedly, but inside he was overjoyed. He was sure Luo Zheng's training method was taught by Lan Xue. Thinking of the Mysterious Army Lan Xue belonged to, their training methods must be valuable. He resolved to study them later.

Lan Xue didn't mind the squadron leader knowing these things. After all, she hadn't said anything, so it didn't count as a breach of discipline. After waiting a while, she saw a dirt-covered Luo Zheng approaching, and greeted him with concern. She checked him up and down, making sure he was neither injured nor ill. Once reassured, she said, "Sit down to talk."

Luo Zheng hadn't expected Lan Xue to come looking for him and, knowing there was a matter at hand, sat down. He looked eagerly at Lan Xue, whose shy response to his earnest gaze was sweetly felt inside her. With her purpose in mind, she straightened her posture, cleared her throat softly, and said, "I'm going to attack the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group's base."

"When? So I can prepare," Luo Zheng replied earnestly, his expression turning serious.

"You're so sure I'd take you with me?" Lan Xue said with a smile.

"Yes, otherwise you wouldn't have come looking for me," Luo Zheng said confidently.

This tacit understanding made Lan Xue very comfortable. She smiled faintly, her icy face blooming like a winter chrysanthemum, elegant, alluring, and ethereally pure, as she said with emotion, "In a week. Are you physically alright?"

"I've fully recovered. Don't worry. The training method you taught is very effective. But revenge is urgent, and training can wait," Luo Zheng said decisively, his eyes filled with a fighting spirit at the thought of his enemy.

"In a week they will send men to escort a shipment of drugs across the border. Officially, other troops will be sent to intercept. You'll go too. I'll have the squadron leader arrange this. When the time comes, you and I will secretly attack their base," Lan Xue explained.

"So, the Song family will pass the information to them. And they'll send their main force to escort the drugs, leaving the base vulnerable. Once the base is breached, they'll blame the Song family for inaccurate information and vent their full anger on them," Luo Zheng said with a knowing smile.

Lan Xue was touched by Luo Zheng's quick understanding, smiling with the grace of lilies in a valley after rain.