55: Chapter 55 You have men and guns, but I have an entire mountain!

Meanwhile, at the command center of the logistics camp, Company Commander Zhou Hailong was watching the surveillance footage with a calm expression.

Beside him stood several instructors, each with varying degrees of shock on their faces.

"Company Commander, isn't this… a bit too much?" one instructor couldn't help but say.

"The opponent is Instructor Ma Zhe!"

Company Commander Zhou Hailong didn't turn his head, only saying indifferently, "You've all seen Qin Feng, this kid.

Over these past five days, his performance has completely exceeded the scope of a freshman.

Military skills, combat awareness, strategic layout—which one isn't top-notch?

Using conventional training methods on him has no meaning."

"Anyway, he's the only one left in the exercise now, so might as well add an extra segment just for him."

He paused, a flash of appreciation and expectation crossing his eyes.

"I just want to see exactly how much potential he can unleash when faced with a true desperate situation."

...

At this moment, Instructor Ma Zhe was lying prone at a sniper point on the cliff, his face devoid of sorrow or joy.

Instructor Ma Zhe.

He enlisted at eighteen and served for five years in the most elite Reconnaissance Company.

He was no ordinary veteran; he was a soldier who had truly been on the battlefield.

During the year he carried out missions at the Southwest Border, he had engaged in real combat with foreign drug-trafficking armed militants.

From lurking to pursuit, he didn't know how many terrorists he had killed with his sniper rifle.

Even now, he still carried scars from gunshot wounds.

Because of this, he had also been awarded a personal second-class merit.

Looking at the instructor team for this university military training, Instructor Ma Zhe's military skills were top-tier within the entire group.

This time, he had volunteered to come and personally "accompany" Qin Feng for some fun.

The reason was simple.

Qin Feng's recent limelight was too bright.

Especially the incident where he wiped out the hundred-man coalition—it had caused him, an instructor, to lose face.

Furthermore, he had a good personal relationship with Wei Kai and Shi Lei, and wanted to vent their anger for them.

In his view, Qin Feng was just a thorn with good talent but was overly arrogant.

He needed to be disciplined.

He needed to be made to understand what it meant to know the immensity of heaven and earth, and what it meant to be a real soldier.

...

In the medical tent.

When they saw on the screen Qin Feng crawling up from the mud, soaked through and looking bedraggled, the oppressive atmosphere was finally broken.

"Hahahaha! Look! Look at that kid! He looks like a drowned rat!"

Wei Kai was the first to burst into harsh laughter, pointing at the screen, laughing until he was bent double.

"Weren't you very badass just now? Weren't you chasing over a hundred of us all by yourself? Why aren't you so arrogant now?"

Shi Lei joined in the jeering, the resentment and glee on his face undisguised.

"Serves him right! Let him put on an act! In front of a real powerhouse, he's nothing but a fart!"

"Look at his pathetic state, scared like a dog!"

"Exactly! He thought he was so amazing, but now, isn't he being rubbed into the ground by someone!"

"Satisfying! It's fucking satisfying! Seeing him in such a miserable state, I finally feel relieved!"

Their laughter influenced quite a few people in the tent.

Those freshmen who had been eliminated by Qin Feng, although they didn't say anything, were somewhat uncomfortable in their hearts.

At this moment, seeing Qin Feng being abused so miserably, a sick sense of pleasure arose spontaneously.

Jeers and discussions rose one after another.

"He seems to be injured; he can't even lift his left arm."

"His physical strength has reached its limit too; look at how he's panting."

"He's done for now. Once the rain stops, he won't even have a place to hide. He's dead meat."

Li Lang and Zhao Hu were so angry their eyes turned red, wanting to rush up to argue, but they were held back tightly by the people around them.

Li Qingxue stood where she was, motionless, her mood tense to the extreme.

In her ears were deafening jeers, and in her eyes was that man struggling in a desperate situation.

Her heart suddenly jumped into her throat.

...

On Qin Feng's side.

He only gave himself less than ten seconds to catch his breath.

He had just fooled the sniper, but he feared the next time he wouldn't be so easily deceived.

Qin Feng moved his body to the side of the rock wall, breathing heavily, his mind thinking rapidly.

The injuries to his left arm and ribs, soaked in the cold rain, began to send waves of excruciating pain.

And his opponent, that Grim Reaper hiding 800 meters away, aside from wasting a few bullets, was completely unscathed.

Worse still, the rain seemed to be easing.

Once the rain stopped.

The visibility in the forest would become clear, and that sniper would be able to easily lock onto his target like a hawk.

Time was not on his side.

He had to counterattack.

He had to drag that sniper down before the rain stopped!

Qin Feng slowly stood up, leaning against the slippery rock wall, his gaze piercing through the sparse curtain of rain, looking toward that cliff.

His brain, like an overclocked computer, was crazily analyzing all available information.

The opponent's advantages: range, firepower, high-power scope, commanding height, and rich combat experience.

My advantages: ...

Qin Feng gave a wry smile.

His only advantage might be the opponent's underestimation of him, and ... this mountain forest itself.

You have men, you have guns.

But I have the whole mountain.

An incredibly bold plan gradually became clear in his mind.

He couldn't get close, couldn't engage in a shootout.

The only way to break the deadlock was to destroy the opponent's advantage—that perfect sniper position!

Qin Feng took a deep breath, used his dagger to cut off a piece of his pant leg, tightly bound his injured left arm, and simply fixed it to stop the bleeding.

From start to finish, his gaze was fixed on the cliff, looking for better footholds.

Soon, he began to climb upward along the steep rock wall he had just climbed up!

...

In the medical tent, the atmosphere had changed from the previous boisterous laughter to something a bit eerie.

On the screen, after successfully escaping danger, Qin Feng didn't do what they expected—find a place to linger on and admit defeat.

Instead... he started climbing up?

"He... what does he want to do?"

one classmate watched, dumbfounded.

"Is he crazy? That place is so steep, and it's still raining; doesn't he want his life anymore?"

Wei Kai's smile froze; he stared fixedly at the screen, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What is this kid up to? Does he want to climb to the top of the mountain? Is he courting death? Wouldn't that expose himself even more completely?"

Shi Lei couldn't understand either: "Could it be that he wants to take a detour from the top of the mountain to run away? Is his brain soaked and broken by the rain?"

"No..."

In the corner, the silent Zhao Hu suddenly spoke up.

His voice was a bit hoarse, but his eyes were shining with a strange light.

"He is not running away."

"He is... attacking."

Attacking?

These two words made the entire tent fall into dead silence once again.

Everyone looked at Zhao Hu as if looking at a fool.

What kind of international joke is this?

Qin Feng is currently unarmed and his physical strength is exhausted.

What is he going to use to attack a professional sniper 800 meters away?

His head?

Even Li Lang felt that maybe Zhao Hu had been beaten silly.

Zhao Hu, however, didn't think so; he just stared intently at Qin Feng on the screen.

Having spent more than a month together, he understood Qin Feng too well.

In his eyes, Qin Feng's thinking was completely different from an ordinary person's, and he could always do unexpected things.

For instance, like now, he neither ran away nor surrendered; the only explanation was that he was attacking.

At this very moment.

Li Qingxue watched the figure climbing on the cliff on the screen, her heart beating wildly uncontrollably.

She didn't understand tactics, but she could understand what was in Qin Feng's eyes.

It wasn't despair, nor was it fear.

It was a kind of determination to burn the boats, and a kind of madness to poke a hole in the sky!