206: Chapter 206 Qin Feng's Identity Revealed: He's Still Just a College Student?

"Lanna," Qin Feng called out.

"Here," Lanna replied, snapping back to reality.

"Distribute the food and water. As for her..." Qin Feng pointed at Tuoya on the ground, "she gets none today."

"Yes." Lanna walked over and began to carry out the order.

This time, no one dared to voice any objections.

They took the pitifully small amount of food and water, wolfing it down without anyone daring to resist again.

Qin Feng walked over to Yaro and tossed her two magazines.

"You are responsible for guarding the rear. If there's any suspicious activity or if anyone tries to escape, you can shoot directly."

Yaro caught the pistol, checked it expertly, and tucked it behind her waist.

"Understood."

Of course, the one truly guarding the rear was Qin Feng's bionic spider, which was monitoring everything here.

Meanwhile.

Qin Feng looked at the group of female soldiers again, his gaze landing on two of the stronger-looking women.

"You two, prop her up. If she dies on the road, you two will be buried with her."

The two named female soldiers shuddered, not daring to disobey, and quickly ran over to prop up the half-dead Tuoya from both sides.

Then, they personally used ropes to tie everyone else's wrists together, stringing them in a line, and just like that, they were led by Chiyan.

"Move out!"

At Qin Feng's command, this strange procession—consisting of one man, two "female bodyguards," eighteen female captives, and one horse—began to head toward the Long Country.

The wind of the Gobi Desert whipped up sand, striking everyone's faces with stinging force.

The sun rose, scorching the earth.

No one spoke; there were only the sounds of heavy footsteps and labored breathing.

Qin Feng walked at the very front, leading Chiyan.

His silhouette amidst the swirling yellow sand appeared exceptionally upright, yet also remarkably lonely.

The real test was still to come.

Whether it was the pursuit from enemies or the potential internal conflicts erupting within this group of "burdens," both would be fatal threats.

But he didn't care.

In his past life, he had once led a remnant force through an environment a hundred times more cruel than this, carving out a path of blood.

In this life, he would only do better.

He glanced back at the group.

Lanna walked behind him to his side, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

Yaro was at the back of the group, holding her gun and monitoring everyone.

As for the eighteen female soldiers, they walked forward numbly with their heads lowered, like a flock of tamed lambs.

A satisfied, cold smirk curled the corners of Qin Feng's mouth.

Very good.

This is how captives should behave.

...

Yang Country, Military Command Headquarters.

The Commander slammed a battle damage report onto the table.

The metal tabletop emitted a dull, loud thud, shaking the water in the cup until it spilled out.

"Trash! All of you are trash!" he roared, the veins on his forehead bulging one by one.

"A full-strength Border Defense Battalion! Just like that, wiped out by one man? Who among you can explain to me what the hell is going on!"

Inside the command center, the group of officers was silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even breathe loudly.

An intelligence officer bit the bullet and stepped forward, handing over a tablet.

"General, according to cross-referenced intelligence sources, the attacker... is still him."

On the screen was a slightly blurry surveillance screenshot of that same Long Country spy, his smile still looking as obnoxious as ever.

The Commander's chest heaved violently; he stared fixedly at that face, his teeth grinding together.

From infiltration and sabotage to targeted eliminations, he had turned the Yang Country border line upside down.

They had invested a massive amount of manpower and resources, yet they couldn't even catch a glimpse of the opponent's shadow.

This time, the opponent had become even more outrageous.

"He even abducted an entire cultural troupe squad?"

The Commander's voice squeezed through his teeth, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

"What does he want? Using a group of women as hostages to force us to submit? To make us hesitate for fear of harming them?"

"This... this seems more like humiliation, General," the intelligence officer said softly. "He is showing us his power."

A complete disgrace!

The Commander slammed his fist onto the table, his knuckles instantly breaking skin and seeping blood.

He felt as if his face had been rubbed repeatedly into the dirt.

"General, there is more recent intelligence."

A soldier walked in quickly and handed over another encrypted file.

The Commander snatched it and opened the file.

Inside was a much clearer photo, which was indeed a candid shot of Qin Feng from his high school campus in the Long Country; sunny, clean, and looking like a harmless neighbor boy.

Below it were his personal details and some public deeds from his recent time within the Long Country.

"Qin Feng, Qingteng University in the Long Country, freshman... participated in national military training... died in action during the Sharp Sword 2 operation."

The Commander read it word by word, the expression on his face shifting from anger to astonishment, and finally, to horror.

He looked up, surveying the group of so-called elite officers under his command, his voice slightly distorted.

"Tell me, everything that has happened in our Yang Country over the past month was done by a university student? And we've been played for fools by this kid?"

The entire command center fell into a deathly silence.

This fact was even harder to accept than the defeat itself.

"Has the Long Country's military strength... reached this level?"

The Commander muttered to himself, a chill rising up his spine.

"Can just any random university student infiltrate our defenses like a sieve?"

"Get me the 'Sand Wolf' squad!" The Commander snapped back to reality, a crazy, vicious glint bursting into his eyes.

"Tell them, at any cost, bring me the head of this guy named Qin Feng!"

"And those captives, when necessary... they can all be eliminated!"

"My Yang Country soldiers do not have a tradition of being captured!"

"Yes!"

...

On the Gobi Desert, Qin Feng had been leading the captives for a day and a night.

The sun was like a massive furnace, mercilessly scorching this barren land.

Everyone's lips were cracked and peeling, and their exposed skin was sunburnt, red, and stinging.

The eighteen female soldier captives had long since lost their initial defiance.

They were like a herd of livestock with their sinews and bones removed, tied together with ropes, moving their feet numbly.

Every step felt like treading on a red-hot iron plate.

Tuoya's condition was the worst.

She was propped up by two female soldiers, almost being dragged along, barely breathing, with only half her life left.

The two female soldiers responsible for propping her up were also full of resentment, but they dared not show the slightest negligence.

Qin Feng still walked at the very front, leading Chiyan, his Danger Perception blanketing the surrounding area.

His pace was steady, his breathing even, though the wounds on his body had left him somewhat physically exhausted.

Lanna followed behind him to his side, gripping her gun tightly and remaining vigilant at all times.

Yaro walked at the back, cradling her sniper rifle, her cold gaze scanning like a sensor, monitoring every move in the surroundings.

But her peripheral vision remained fixed on the Chef.

Throughout this journey, she had felt the urge to kill the Chef and save these female captives at least a hundred times.

But... she knew he didn't fully trust her, and she dared not gamble.

The Chef's prowess was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

If a single strike failed, she would surely suffer a backlash.

Furthermore, she was immensely conflicted internally, with the memory of that lecher's kiss popping into her mind from time to time.

Every time she thought of this, Yaro's mind was in utter turmoil.

Suddenly, Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand without any warning, and the entire group came to an instant halt.