Chapter 475: Heartless and deranged, exterminating humanity!

Pfft!

Kang Changyi was the first to burst out laughing.

Gao Feng's mouth corners twitched up and down like a seesaw.

Nice kid, you're in Cao's camp but your heart's with Han—indeed we're of the same family.

Chen Panpan couldn't hold back in the back, whispering: "Yang bro, when did you become armored troops? Weren't we always...?"

Shh, don't talk nonsense!

Zhou Kaidong immediately glared at him, and Chen Panpan quickly covered her mouth.

Seeing everyone's first reaction, Huang Honghui immediately judged he was lying: "Armored troops? You're fooling ghosts—how could armored troops run that fast?"

I used to be mechanized infantry, later switched to armored troops.

Nonsense!

Huang Honghui waved his hand: "No more talk! First come, first served—we applied for this field two months ago, got approval a month ago, moved in and started training nine days ago; back then you had nothing to do with it."

Now, take your luggage and leave here, go back to your Sea Training Base—I can pretend this never happened.

Lu Yang shook his head: "You're on a short-term lease, we're long-term; logically you should be the ones leaving."

What did you say?

Someone behind Huang Honghui got angry, but he raised his hand to stop them, signaling to let him finish.

Lu Yang continued: "However, out of respect for your arrival first, we can share the camp's training facilities—you train yours, we train ours, no interference."

Huang Honghui shook his head: "I can cut our original seven-day training plan down to four days; after four days, we'll vacate the barracks for you—that's the limit of what I can tolerate."

Gao Feng's temper flared instantly, hearing it felt like charity!

Why don't you go train at the Sea Training Base?

Exactly, this is originally the Third Brigade's turf!

Third Brigade? Huang Honghui laughed: "Third Brigade, where is it? A unit still under construction—whether it can be fully implemented remains uncertain; hurry up and scram!"

You......!

Cut the nonsense—we can't possibly share training grounds with you; the Sea Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion's training is highly classified, not a word can leak.

As soon as the words "Sea Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion" were spoken, many on site changed expression.

Even Gao Feng, who had been short-tempered before, looked utterly shocked.

Lu Yang thought the name was just a mouthful, nothing special.

He asked: "Is this unit famous?"

More than famous......

Ma Qing'an hurriedly gave Lu Yang a rundown of the unit's origins beside him.

The Sea Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion's predecessor was the Southern Army's elite Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.

In the 1990s it was transferred to the Navy and officially renamed the Sea Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion.

Since its formation, it has upheld the fine traditions of its predecessor, being the undisputed ace spear of the Sea and Land Second Brigade.

When they were still at the Sea Training Base, they'd often heard of this unit's fame; many even fantasized about being assigned to such an outstanding unit.

Unfortunately, the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company only recruits Navy headquarters soldiers, not opening recruitment to the Sea Training Base.

Who would have thought we'd run into them here, and things would turn so unpleasant?

Huang Honghui took in the reactions of Gao Feng and the others, feeling a faint pride well up inside.

In the sea and land forces, the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion's strength is absolutely top-tier.

These soldiers just graduated from the Sea Training Base still haven't fully adapted to the Navy's pace.

Even if some have talent, at best they're only mid-level; so he didn't even regard this group.

Just as he thought revealing his identity would make them meekly surrender their bags and leave, he was suddenly slapped.

Oh, the predecessor was Night Tiger—sounds decent.

Just decent?

Huang Honghui's eye twitched as he stared at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang nodded honestly: "Compared to the formidable people I've seen, there's still a gap."

Huang Honghui chuckled: "Young but loud-mouthed; is your major rank obtained by flattery? You actually think our Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion is just 'decent'?"

Do you know what a sea‑land spearhead is, what an ace amphibious reconnaissance is?

If you get the chance, let's meet on the drill field—then you'll know what it means to bring disgrace on yourself!

Lu Yang: "No need for a chance—let's do it now."

What?

There's only one field; you want to use it, we want to use it—let's see who's more qualified.

Kind of interesting.

Huang Honghui actually looked down on him a little.

After learning their unit's name, he still dared to provoke them.

Either he's truly capable, or he's just brainless.

He reckoned this kid was more likely the former, since a rash person rarely climbs to this rank so young.

How do we compare?

One match decides victory.

Fine, what are we competing in?

A footrace—whoever beats me gets to leave right away.

Huang Honghui hesitated for a moment, then looked back.

The soldiers behind him some looked up at the sky, some looked at the ground, and some even let their yuan spirit out of their bodies.

It's not that they were unwilling to run; they had all seen Lu Yang's astonishing speed earlier.

Those two guards were among the top athletes in their battalion, having even placed in the brigade's martial contests, yet this guy treated them like dogs all the way.

Moreover, while they were lightly equipped, they were blown apart by fully armed opponents; there was no basis for comparison, a sure loss!

"Switch to another; running wastes too much time, and my troops just finished high‑intensity physical training, so they're severely exhausted now."

"Tch~"

Kang Changyi let out a cutting sound.

Immediately after came a round of mockery.

If they can't compare, they just say they can't, making excuses; it seems the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion is no different.

In an instant, the Second Brigade's elite unit became, in everyone's eyes, just "so‑so".

Huang Honghui was unfazed: "Anything except running works."

Lu Yang: "Anything works?"

"Right!"

"I see, you were training earlier; either compare what you're good at, or compare what you were just practicing."

"Compare what?"

"Restricted combat!"

"What does that mean?"

"Simple: you and I duel one‑on‑one; one side attacks, the other can only defend passively; whoever can't hold out first loses."

"You, are you sure?"

Huang Honghui surveyed Lu Yang from head to toe, noting his comparatively slight build and delicate face, and could not imagine any chance of his victory.

Lu Yang was about to agree when He Zhen Tao pulled him back from behind: "Lu Yang, don't be rash; I know you want to step up for everyone, but the opponent isn't exactly a soft target, right?"

Ma Qing'an: "The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion guys are all very capable; from what I've gathered, their strength may already surpass our former Division's reconnaissance battalion; in passive defense, you probably aren't their match?"

Ding Tengfei also tried to persuade: "Brother Yang, why not switch? Or we could compare shooting; your marksmanship is decent, right?"

Kong Long, brimming with confidence, said: "How about a bodybuilding contest? I'm confident I can crush them all!"

Huang Honghui stared at the idiot like a fool, then looked back at Lu Yang.

"Are you sure you want to compare this?"

"Right."

"Fine, if you have the guts; don't say I'm bullying the weak—I'll allow you to use a stick midway, I'll defend first, and you attack later."

"No problem."

"Then let's begin."

The onlookers stepped back, clearing a space.

Lu Yang decisively charged forward and launched his attack.

What he didn't expect was that the opponent's footwork was swift and extremely agile.

Several consecutive moves were deftly evaded by the other side, which surprised Lu Yang greatly.

But on second thought, as the leader of an elite reconnaissance unit, he should have a few tricks up his sleeve.

Visually estimating, the opponent's strength might be on par with Yang Yong; against such an enemy, one must not meet force with force, but use strategy, then strike the vital point when he's unprepared!

Watching Lu Yang fail to even touch him, even his punches landed as softly as a gua‑sha scrape, posing no threat.

Perhaps for the sake of teasing, Huang Honghui simply stopped dodging, standing his ground in a steady horse stance.

He held his breath, curled his finger toward Lu Yang, indicating: I'm staying still, you hit me!

Lu Yang pretended to be furious, grabbed a stick tossed his way, and swung it hard at the opponent's back.

The stick snapped with a sound, but Huang Honghui only let out a muted grunt, unmoved.

Seeing this, all the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Battalion soldiers got excited, realizing this was the true power of hard qi‑gong!

It seems the Deputy Battalion Commander deliberately stayed still, humiliating the opponent while giving them a vivid lesson.

In contrast, Gao Feng, Ma Qing'an and the others all sweated for Lu Yang, because his turn was next!

But Ding Tengfei looked puzzled; he knew Lu Yang's abilities, having previously trained together at the Armed Police Third Detachment.

In hard qi‑gong, Lu Yang is definitely more proficient than that Huang guy, so it's not like he'd deliberately give the opponent a chance to be shaved bald as punishment.

"Kid, that's all you've got?"

"Standing here you hit me, yet you can't move me; up to now you haven't even scratched a single hair of mine?"

Huang Honghui held his horse stance, a mocking grin on his face.

He didn't even look at Lu Yang, who was holding a half‑stick behind him.

With the opponent's flowery punches and fancy kicks, how could they possibly break his defense?

He took this chance to let his troops realize the importance of hammering the body, to see the power of hard qi‑gong; as long as vital points aren't hit, it can be done completely...

"Oh ho ho ho!"

A sharp pain struck, and Huang Honghui covered his butt and sprang upward.

His features twisted, his mouth forming an O, emitting a painful wail.

Lu Yang seized the chance, kicked his butt, delivering a critical hit.

Caught off guard, Huang Honghui was flung away, the pain so intense he couldn't even crawl up.

As a "young man of ambition" plagued by hemorrhoids, he never dreamed that an enemy would seize his moment of lax vigilance with a direct strike, utterly ruthless and inhumane!