Chapter 62: One dares to fly, the other truly dares to sit!

Returning to the tent, Wang Yanbing threw himself onto the camp bed, lifted his shirt, exposing his already bulging belly, and said with a satisfied face: "When I get back, I want to properly thank the brigade commander and chief of staff; this meal is the most luxurious I've had in over twenty years."

"Burp… I can't, I need to sleep a bit; I ate too much and drank quite a bit, I'm sleepy."

Liu Xiaotian lifted his foot and kicked his thigh, then said helplessly:

"I advise you to go find a secluded spot and cough up a bit."

"You don't really think we'll have a peaceful night, do you? Even during our recruit company we had emergency assemblies; do you think this Warrior School would be that simple? If it were, what would give it the right to be called the cradle of the world's special forces?"

Wang Yanbing lazily rolled over and muttered indifferently:

"Don't worry, I know my own stomach; this is just my full state, and it will definitely be mostly digested within two hours."

Saying that, he raised his hand to look at his watch:

"It's now nine p. m.; according to the human biological clock, the time from 1:30 a. m. to 4 a. m. is when people truly enter deep sleep."

"If I were the instructor, I would definitely mess with you during that period."

"What do you think?"

Liu Xiaotian gave that guy who pretends to be ignorant despite knowing the truth a glance, feeling somewhat helpless.

Although he had never regarded Wang Yanbing as a simple-minded brawn type, he indeed hadn't expected that beneath that guy's cheerful exterior lay such a delicate heart.

It seems my ability to judge people is still lacking a bit!

No wonder He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei never worried about Wang Yanbing's loudmouth personality; apparently those two had already seen that this kid is actually refined beneath the roughness, not the reckless, wire‑short type he appears to be; in fact Wang Yanbing isn't deliberately putting on an act, nor is he doing it to numb anyone.

He's just genuinely too lazy to think or ponder when there's nothing important going on.

After the four of them exchanged a few more words, they each tidied up and went to sleep.

Speaking of which, for a true special forces soldier, sleeping is also a very important ability.

Because no matter how strong one's strength, one cannot resist the physiological limits of the human body.

You can go three days without food, just drinking water, and that won't have too great an impact on a soldier with superb physique and strong will.

But if you try going three days without sleep? Leaving other things aside, just the occasional double vision that appears before your eyes can turn you, when facing an enemy, from a fierce tiger into a rabbit—and not even a fast one.

So, seize every possible moment to rest, constantly ensuring your bodily functions operate normally; that is what matters most.

And the legendary "instant sleep" is standard equipment for those truly exceptional‑minded "soldier king"‑level special forces.

Even just five minutes, they can spend it in deep sleep.

With that skill, I'd guess people suffering from insomnia for various reasons would gladly pay a lot to have it; speaking just of this, Liu Xiaotian is absolutely qualified, even as the local saying goes: "He falls asleep before his head even touches the pillow."

Next is Li Erniu, who fell asleep only about a minute after Liu Xiaotian.

He is because of his honest, straightforward nature—he harbors no hidden thoughts—so he also falls asleep quickly.

Third is naturally Wang Yanbing, also due to his personality.

And the last to fall asleep was He Chen Guang.

It's not that he overthinks; rather, he is a little worried and also somewhat anticipating.

At dinner, Cha Cai deliberately sat beside him and told him something concerning the Scorpion.

He Chen Guang worries the Scorpion will come, yet also hopes he will come. Although he currently lacks confidence in being able to kill the Scorpion, and even his chances of surviving a encounter with him aren't great, he still expects him to show up.

Because he wants revenge!

Moreover, although he knows his current strength isn't a match for the Scorpion, he also knows he isn't alone!

Leaving aside the Warrior School's strength, just Liu Xiaotian, Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, plus him, he is still quite confident about taking on a Scorpion.

Meanwhile, in the independent three‑story building at the southwest corner of the Warrior School, the school's chief instructor and principal were sitting opposite each other on the sofa, both with solemn expressions.

"Is the information accurate?" the principal asked in a low voice.

"Accurate, the Scorpion will set out in three days.

"According to his modus operandi and caution, I think he won't take any public transport but will cross the border to get here; the journey will probably take about half a month." the chief instructor replied in a solemn tone.

"Have the people who informed us closely monitor the Scorpion's movements.

"This time, if he dares to come, we must definitely detain him!

"Also, the soldier named Cha Cai should not be told for now; arrange personnel for twenty‑four‑hour protection and begin drafting a plan—it must be thorough, with no room for any mishap!"

After saying that, the principal slowly rose and left the room.

At 2 a. m., a sudden burst of urgent bell ringing shattered the silence, instantly waking the sleeping soldiers.

Wang Yanbing flipped over and sat up, muttering while quickly putting on his clothes:

"Damn, I thought we'd be woken by a grenade blast, but it turned out to be the bell.

"Could it be that the chief instructor's nickname is Quasimodo?"

By then, Liu Xiaotian had already dressed and begun organizing his gear.

He didn't even look up as he tossed off: "I don't know if he's called Quasimodo, but if you keep dawdling, I believe he could turn you into Quasimodo's twin brother, Quasimodo Less."

Wang Yanbing: ……

It seems in this "subject" of verbal sparring, aside from the honest Li Erniu, he never gains even a bit of an advantage against Liu Xiaotian and He Chen Guang.

He then stopped wasting time on pointless talk, swiftly donned his equipment, and followed behind Liu Xiaotian, who had finished first, as they headed out.

Just as he lifted the tent flap, Liu Xiaotian saw four rifles placed beside the tent.

They are the latest generation of the AK series, the AK‑103.

Unlike the AK‑47, its designer is not Kalashnikov; it merely borrows structural features from the AK series rifle.

This rifle is a modern version based on the famous AK‑47.

The AK‑103 assault rifle uses 7.62 mm M1943 ammunition, compatible with the AK‑47, and a standard magazine holds 30 rounds.

The AK‑103 combines the advantages of the AK‑74 and AK‑101 rifles, employing a polymer construction that greatly reduces the weapon's weight.

In terms of accessories, it can be fitted with a tactical light, laser sight, scope, suppressor, and GP‑30 grenade launcher.

Most importantly, this gun is still a "limited edition"; even its own military has not fully issued it, and it is only in service with certain units.

Seeing these four AK—103s each with a name tag attached, the eyes of Liu Xiaotian and four people lit up simultaneously……

(End of chapter)