39: Chapter 39: Forming a Female Special Forces Team?

Back at the base, Su Han took a clean hot shower, lay comfortably on the bed, and took out the phone from beside his pillow. Upon opening it, he found over a dozen missed calls.

It was the Company Commander... oh no! It was from his Grandson-in-law!

Su Han called back. After it connected, he teased, "Grandson, do you miss your Third Grandpa?"

Zhou Haitao's anxious voice came from the other end of the line: "Third Grandpa, you finally answered! If you hadn't called back, my marriage to your granddaughter would have been ruined!"

"My wedding with Ling Xue is the day after tomorrow, and the gifts have to be delivered tomorrow! How are things on your end? Are you finished with the competition? How were your results? Can you apply for leave?"

Su Han could tell that Zhou Haitao was indeed very anxious.

But he still couldn't help teasing, "Sorry, Grandson-in-law, my results weren't great, so I guess my leave is going to be ruined."

"What... how can that be? Then what do I do? What should I do..." Zhou Haitao was so anxious he was about to cry.

Su Han couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhou Haitao also realized Su Han was teasing him and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You brat, you actually tricked me!"

Su Han: "Hey, hey, hey! Watch your language! Being so disrespectful to your elder, do you believe I'll call back and tell the people of the Su Clan that I don't approve of this marriage?"

"No, no, no!"

Zhou Haitao immediately backed down, "Third Grandpa! My ancestor! Please stop teasing me! I was wrong, okay?"

"Give me the truth, can you really come back on time or not! If not, we can still change the wedding date before the gifts are delivered. Otherwise, it will be too late!"

Su Han said, "Rest assured, I will return tomorrow morning after the awards ceremony ends."

"I will also send a message to Ling Xue."

"That's great!"

Zhou Haitao let out a huge sigh of relief. After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, how were your results in this competition?"

Su Han said indifferently, "Just average, I just took first place in eight individual events and won the championship in the competition match."

Zhou Haitao: "..."

...

The next morning, the rising sun gilded the training base with a golden edge.

The closing ceremony of the All-Army Special Forces Competition was held in the central square of the base. Twelve participating units were lined up neatly, their camouflage uniforms gleaming with a murderous dark green in the morning light.

On the podium, the commanding officer from headquarters was reading the commendation order: "...According to the evaluation of the organizing committee, this competition has produced 21 top-three finishes in individual events. The list of personnel receiving merit is now announced as follows—"

"Recipients of the Third-Class Merit: Zhou Long and Wu Hai from the Divine Sword Special Forces Brigade; Bingdao from the Snow Leopard Special Forces; Roger from the Wild Wolf Assault Team..."

As each name was called, the contestants took the stage one by one to receive their awards.

Thunderous applause erupted from below the stage. The various Captains straightened their backs, their faces filled with pride.

"Recipients of the Second-Class Merit—" General Chen's voice suddenly rose, "Zhou Mo from the Falcon Special Forces Brigade! Long Bao from the Divine Sword Special Forces Brigade! Lin Hu from the Dragon Shark Special Operations Team..."

When Long Bao strode onto the stage, Liu Bo, who was in the observation area, curled his lips upward. However, he saw Wang Yuanchao lean over and whisper, "Old Liu, your Divine Sword only has one Second-Class Merit this year? Our Falcon has..."

"Shut up!" Liu Bo interrupted irritably, "Aren't you just relying on that kid Su Han?"

Wang Yuanchao shook his head triumphantly, "Sour, really sour!"

On the stage, General Chen suddenly paused, and the whole venue fell silent instantly.

"Next, I will announce the recipients of the First-Class Merit."

He unfolded a gold-stamped document, "This competition has seen a major dark horse! Not only did he take first place in eight individual events, but he also won the championship in the competition match, pushing his unit to first place in total score single-handedly..."

"In all the many years of the Special Forces Competition, this is an unprecedented, heaven-defying achievement!"

"By decision of the headquarters, Comrade Su Han will be awarded the First-Class Merit medal!"

"Boom—"

The entire square exploded into chaos.

Everyone looked at Su Han with envy.

This was a First-Class Merit!

But no one was jealous.

Su Han's strength was plain for all to see!

This achievement was something they couldn't reach even if they worked hard for a lifetime!

"Now, let us invite Deputy Commander Zhao Jianguo to present the award to the recipient of the First-Class Merit!"

As the emcee announced, the side door of the viewing platform suddenly opened. Zhao Jianguo, dressed in his regular uniform, walked over with big strides, the stars on his shoulder boards shining brightly.

"Commander Zhao?!" Su Han's pupils constricted—this commanding officer who had recognized his talent back then had actually traveled thousands of miles to present him with the award!

Zhao Jianguo took the heavy First-Class Merit medal and carefully pinned it to Su Han's chest: "Kid, I said I would personally present your military merit, I didn't break my promise, did I?"

"Commanding officer..." Su Han's Adam's apple bobbed, but his standard military salute remained motionless.

Zhao Jianguo patted Su Han's shoulder: "You brat, you didn't lose face for me, and you didn't lose face for our Military Region! Well done!"

"Now, I ask all officers and soldiers to give the warmest applause—"

General Chen's voice resounded through the sky via the loudspeaker, "To congratulate the birth of our new era Soldier King!"

Amidst the thunderous applause, the First-Class military medal on Su Han's chest reflected a brilliant radiance.

The goshawk on the Falcon arm patch seemed to come alive, flapping its wings as if ready to fly in the morning sun.

...

Half an hour later.

At the base.

All the members of the Falcon were assembled, including Wang Yuanchao, and were receiving comments from Zhao Jianguo.

"This time's combat results are very good!"

Zhao Jianguo praised them loudly without reservation.

"Report!"

Zhou Mo said loudly: "If it weren't for Comrade Su Han, we wouldn't have achieved these results! Therefore, this credit should belong to Comrade Su Han!"

Zhao Jianguo huffed: "It seems you still have some self-awareness!"

"Su Han is not a Special Forces Soldier, yet he can beat you Soldier Kings of the Special Forces. You really need to work harder!"

"However, regardless of anything else, your results were also good and are worth commending!"

As he spoke, Zhao Jianguo walked in front of Su Han, "Comrade Su Han, previously, you said you didn't want to join the Special Forces for the time being because you wanted to focus on training for the competition."

"Now that the competition is over, what are your thoughts? Do you want to join the Falcon?"

Wang Yuanchao and the other members of the Falcon were all looking at Su Han with nervousness and anticipation.

Su Han said: "Report to the commanding officer, I haven't considered this question yet."

Wang Yuanchao and the others were immediately disappointed.

Zhao Jianguo, however, smiled and said: "I knew you brat would say that!"

"Then I have a mission for you now, do you dare to accept it?"

Su Han: "Please tell me, commanding officer! Su Han guarantees to complete the mission!"

Zhao Jianguo said: "Currently, in the entire army, there is no Womens Special Operations Team. And female Special Forces Soldiers in future battlefields..."

"In missions such as urban counter-terrorism, hostage rescue, and covert reconnaissance, female Special Operations Team members may have more advantages due to their more agile physiques, lower noise profiles, and psychological traits such as keen observation and strong emotional regulation."

"Furthermore, female members are more easily integrated into the environment as 'unarmed personnel,' lowering the target's vigilance. Some missions require direct contact with female target groups."

"Therefore, the Military Region has decided that it is necessary to create a Womens Special Operations Team! Before, we were still considering which instructor from the Falcon should be responsible for this task."

"Now that I have seen your all-around special combat capabilities, this task is yours!"

"How about it? Do you dare to accept?"