Strongest Soldier King

After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, Luo Zheng, carrying the "Jili" camouflage suit equipment, and Lan Xue, carrying Blood Wolf's equipment, set off. Having taken out these two snipers, the gloom on Lan Xue's brow had cleared, and her mood had also improved greatly. While walking east towards their homeland, they ate the rations they had captured.

On the way, Luo Zheng and Lan Xue talked about recent events. During the conversation, Luo Zheng learnt that Lan Xue had found Shan Hu and others. Shan Hu and his team had searched along the river for three days and three nights, looking more like ghosts than humans, three days without food or drink, resulting in two people falling ill, and they were sent back by the helicopter Lan Xue had ordered, while she stayed behind alone to continue searching for Luo Zheng and eventually encountered an ambush by a large group of armed militants.

The two exchanged the information each had, and concluded that for some unknown reason, these militants were cooperating with the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group and had set up this trap specifically for them. They knew about the presence of Shan Hu and the others but acted as if they hadn't seen them, with a very clear intention.

However, Luo Zheng couldn't understand how the people from the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group knew he would be on this mission. After raising this suspicion, he noticed that Lan Xue's expression became unnatural. Luo Zheng immediately thought of Song Yang and decided to ask directly, "Does Song Yang have a very deep background?"

Lan Xue also suspected that Song Yang was behind it, but she had no evidence and due to her complicated relationship with Song Yang, she was pondering whether to tell Luo Zheng. She hadn't expected Luo Zheng to guess it, and decided not to hide it, speaking truthfully, "Yes, I also suspect he informed on us. The Song family comes from a military background with high authority and connections in the army, but there's no evidence, so you'd better not act rashly."

"I understand," Luo Zheng agreed, looking at Lan Xue. He always felt something was amiss. After thinking it over, he decided it was better to ask clearly, to avoid always being in a passive position. He started straightforwardly, "We only had small grievances, not enough to threaten each other's lives. Is there something I don't know?"

Lan Xue was taken aback, stopped walking, looked at Luo Zheng, and said earnestly, "Since you've asked, I won't hide it from you. My parents and his parents have the intention of pairing me up with that bastard."

"Is that so?" Luo Zheng pondered. He hadn't expected this kind of relationship; no wonder Song Yang had been targeting him relentlessly.

"Why aren't you angry?" Lan Xue curiously asked in return.

"What's there to be angry about? That's a matter between the elders; it has nothing to do with you. I know your intentions, and that's enough for me. Is your effort to make me stronger related to this matter?" Luo Zheng asked with a smile.

"Yes, you understand, that's good." Lan Xue saw that Luo Zheng wasn't angry but was sharp enough to spot the underlying issue, which was reassuring. She replied, "My grandfather is also a military authority. As long as you are strong enough, I can have my grandfather intervene, and no one will be able to stop it. If you—"

"Don't say anymore, I understand. Don't worry," Luo Zheng interrupted Lan Xue, his expression resolute.

"You understand, that's good. Just remember, being Special Forces isn't the strongest. There is a Mysterious Army in the country, formed by Soldier Kings selected from major military regions. Each of them is a combat master, capable of easily defeating any member of your first squad. You still have a long way to go—" Lan Xue reminded him with care.

"I got it, don't worry. I'll fulfill what I promised," Luo Zheng responded seriously, a surge of tremendous confidence welling up in him.

"I know, but during this process, I don't want any accidents to happen to you. Fighting isn't just about the battlefield; there are also plots and schemes behind the scenes. If you confront the Song family now, they can easily discharge you from the army, which would make things complicated," Lan Xue said worriedly.

"Understood." Luo Zheng agreed seriously, his intense aura momentarily reined in like a sheathed sharp sword, discreet, yet still imposing.

Lan Xue, with her keen observation skills, knew Luo Zheng truly understood her point and felt relieved. Suddenly, Luo Zheng asked, "Are you a member of that Mysterious Army?"

"Let's go, it's getting late," Lan Xue said, neither confirming nor denying, and started walking forward.

Luo Zheng was taken aback, then smiled, not pressing the issue further. He was well aware of the strict regulations governing Special Forces, including his own Special Forces team and undoubtedly the Mysterious Army, which also would have strict discipline about not revealing identities. Lan Xue's behavior said it all.

"Your gun skills are decent, with high accuracy on fixed and moving targets at certain distances, but that's not nearly enough," Lan Xue said as they walked, wishing she could transfer all her knowledge directly into Luo Zheng's brain, "Your level would only classify you as a beginner sniper."

"Then what do Intermediate and Advanced levels entail?" Luo Zheng humbly asked for guidance.

"Combat sniping is the mark of an Intermediate level; it's about shooting while moving extremely fast, dodging enemy bullets, and achieving a certain hit rate in combat sniping," Lan Xue explained.

"Combat sniping, that sounds interesting. What about Advanced?" Luo Zheng inquired further.

"Advanced? That's the legendary Sniper God, who appears once a century. Legend has it that at this level, the person becomes one with the gun, and every bullet carries their emotion, be it anger or joy, and as they wish, can make bullets fly in any trajectory, including turning, entering any spot they target," Lan Xue mentioned, her face showing a hint of longing for that supreme skill of a Sniper God.

"Bullets turning?" Luo Zheng was startled. Bullets, after being fired, are influenced by distance, wind, and gravity, typically flying in an arc, and this was the first time he had heard they could actually turn. He became curious.

"Yes, at that level, it's all about instinctual shooting, hit wherever you aim. I'm not very clear on the specifics, you'll have to figure it out slowly. Just remember one thing, rely on instinct, aim instinctively, shoot based on instinct, that's all I know," Lan Xue said earnestly, a glint of hope flashing in her eyes.

"Understood," Luo Zheng replied, feeling as if a large door was opening up to him. He savored this profound sensation, instinctive aiming, instinctual shooting—it felt like a mystery not suitable for mere training and would require immense talent. Nonetheless, it represented the perfect goal for any man striving to excel.

At that moment, Lan Xue had an illusion; Luo Zheng seemed like a drawn sword, emanating a dazzling light, compelling submission. But soon, that aura vanished, and Luo Zheng was the same sunny and calm Luo Zheng he always had been. This illusion intrigued Lan Xue even more, heightening her expectations. She said, "The way home is long, and since there's nothing else, I'll teach you Intermediate sniper techniques."