405: Chapter 405 Special Operations! The Shock of the First Emperor and Wang Jian

On the training grounds of the Black Dragon Special Forces Brigade, dust filled the air as shouts and battle cries rose and fell.

Zhao Fusu was currently practicing combat techniques alongside the team members.

This was Zhao Fusu's weak point, so he practiced with great concentration.

"Bang!"

Amidst a dull thud, Zhao Fusu's back slammed heavily onto the ground.

The back is a person's soft underbelly; through targeted training, its strike resistance can be improved.

This way, in actual combat, even if Zhao Fusu were knocked down and his back hit the ground hard, he wouldn't immediately lose his fighting capacity.

Initially, the team members felt respect for His Majesty the Head of State joining their training, but they couldn't help having doubts.

After all, he was a grand figure; could he keep up with their training pace?

But facts proved their worries were unfounded.

As the obstacle course began, Zhao Fusu moved with agility, weaving through various obstacles like a cheetah.

Facing the high barbed wire, he bent down without hesitation, quickly crawling forward in a low-profile crawl with smooth and clean movements.

When climbing the high wall, he used both hands and feet with incredible explosive power, reaching the top and flipping over in the blink of an eye.

Watching this scene, the eyes of the Special Forces Battalion members were filled with admiration. Truly worthy of being their god-like His Majesty the Head of State—he was simply amazing!

Next was the weighted cross-country run, with heavy backpacks weighing down on everyone.

Zhao Fusu marched side-by-side with the members throughout, never falling behind in the slightest.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, yet they failed to slow his pace.

His endurance earned the heartfelt admiration of the team members.

When it came to the shooting practice segment, Zhao Fusu's gaze instantly sharpened like an eagle's as he picked up the firearm and pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bullets Zhao Fusu fired hit the bullseye with precision.

As the scores were announced, his result was once again the best among the group.

The gaze of every Black Dragon Special Forces Brigade member toward Zhao Fusu was filled with profound admiration.

Beyond the Thought Steel Seal they held for the Paramount Leader, they were even more won over by Zhao Fusu's own formidable strength.

In the military, a place that reveres the strong, Zhao Fusu proved himself with strength, winning the heartfelt respect and obedience of the team members.

On one side of the shooting range, the First Emperor, dressed in plain clothes, quietly watched the training of Zhao Fusu and the Black Dragon Special Forces Brigade.

When the Target Marker shouted out Zhao Fusu's first-place shooting score, a flash of pleasant surprise crossed the First Emperor's eyes, followed by a look of pride that slowly spread across his face like ripples.

"This brat really knows how to make his old man proud!"

The First Emperor murmured to himself, his lips uncontrollably curling upward, his eyes full of pride.

The hands he held behind his back clenched unconsciously, as if he were secretly cheering for his son's outstanding performance.

Zhao Fusu also noticed the First Emperor's arrival. After the training ended, Zhao Fusu dined together with General Wang Jian and the First Emperor.

The First Emperor took the initiative to say, "I heard that you formed this Black Dragon Special Forces Brigade to clear out the banditry within our Great Qin."

"Correct."

Zhao Fusu nodded in response, hiding nothing.

"These bandits are essentially for practice, to gain real combat experience."

"It will also give us more confidence when dealing with the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions."

"Our Special Forces Battalion is suited for carrying out Decapitation Strikes."

Zhao Fusu continued, "Once the war begins, our Special Forces Battalion will infiltrate the enemy's positions, locate their Headquarters, and strike them."

"After our Special Forces Battalion successfully carries out the decapitation, our main forces can take advantage of the enemy's leaderless state to launch an attack, dealing the maximum blow to the enemy and dismantling them!"

At this point, Zhao Fusu's voice rose several notches.

Having undergone a month of professional military training, his cheeks were lean, his eyes sparkled with sharp light, and his physique was well-proportioned—slim in clothes but muscular underneath—the very image of an elite soldier.

At this moment, he spoke like a true warrior, his words filled with a sense of iron and blood.

The First Emperor and General Wang Jian listened quietly.

However, as Zhao Fusu's explanation deepened, their expressions gradually grew solemn, and the surprise in their eyes spread layer by layer like ripples.

Undoubtedly, Zhao Fusu had proposed a brand-new theory of military tactics!

"Your Majesty the Paramount Leader!"

General Wang Jian was the first to be unable to suppress the shock in his heart; his eyes widened, and his mouth hung slightly open.

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

He said, "This new military theory of yours is simply stunning! It far surpasses the current masters of the School of Military Strategy!"

General Wang Jian knew well that from ancient times to the present, warfare mostly emphasized frontal confrontations and troop formations. Although there were surprise attack tactics, a strategy like Zhao Fusu's—using the Decapitation Strikes of special forces as the core to change the entire course of the war—was simply unheard of.

This was simply a cross-era tactic!

How could General Wang Jian not be shocked and dazzled!

The First Emperor was equally shaken; he felt as if his entire worldview had suffered a violent impact, nearly shattering.

He had fought countless battles throughout his life and unified the six kingdoms, believing his understanding of war had reached the pinnacle.

But at this moment, Zhao Fusu's theory was like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the sky of his established perceptions.

"In war, if the enemy's Headquarters are wiped out, what morale would their army have left? They would surely collapse on all fronts!"

The First Emperor murmured to himself, his eyes full of wonder and admiration for Zhao Fusu.

He realized that once this combat philosophy was properly applied, it would surely spark a revolution on the battlefield, fundamentally changing the course of warfare!