Chapter 490: Raptor Team, Deploy!

Raptor Team?

Right.

The name's not bad—did you come up with it yourself, or…?

Kang Changyi suggested it; I thought it was good, so we adopted it. First someone thought of a seagull, then a peregrine falcon, and then he said why not call it Raptor, emphasizing speed, precision, and ruthlessness.

In the staff office, Xiong Yao set the two reports aside for the moment, looked at the Raptor Team roster, and smiled.

Since you have at least some ink in your belly, let's call it Raptor; next, has the combat team's training plan been drafted?

It's been drafted.

Lu Yang submitted another report.

Xiong Yao looked up, his face smiling like a flower.

It seems that Jiao Long's more than two months of study truly acquired real knowledge.

You've learned a lot of the essence of the human Special Forces' troop training, haven't you?

If you actually spent about six months there, you'd probably be able to snatch even someone's underwear.

Lu Yang said with some regret: "Unfortunately, the time was too short; there are many real things I haven't even touched, and the one surnamed Zhao has been guarding me, fearing I'd reach the core."

Xiong Yao laughed heartily: "Don't even mention him; if I were one of Jiao Long's people, I'd have to guard against you just like a thief guard; I've never seen anyone so adept at learning and summarizing experience."

"Let's go with your plan; I've reviewed it and there's nothing to adjust. You handle it quickly on your side; we don't have much time left."

"We just received notice that, for various reasons, the exercise will be moved up by half a month, so it'll take place around New Year's."

"Whether you can make a name for yourself and give me a signal to the Brigade Commander, that's up to you."

Lu Yang saluted: "With me in the first battle, victory is guaranteed!"

Xiong Yao nodded: "The detailed issues you marked in the plan, I'll have the training department comrades coordinate and resolve them as soon as possible; other than that, any other problems?"

"Chief of Staff, I'd like to request the early issuance of six sets of tactical gear; the Raptor combat team has been formed, and its equipment naturally needs to be set apart from the others."

"No problem; those pieces of equipment were intended for you anyway."

Xiong Yao asked: "Six sets, enough? There are over thirty sets in the Warehouse."

Lu Yang shook his head: "The value of gear lies in its precision, not its quantity; the fewer there are, the rarer they appear, and the more they serve as positive publicity."

Xiong Yao immediately understood his meaning: "You kid, you think things through thoroughly; however, my nephew, once he gets the new gear, will probably get overconfident and start wagging his tail."

Lu Yang: "Chief of Staff, there's something I haven't reported to you yet—yesterday..."

It was heard that Kang Changyi, to vie for the final entry slot, actually dared to eat a rabbit's kidney raw; Xiong Yao was also quite surprised.

Such courage training is a piece of cake for Special Operations, but for soldiers who have never faced extreme survival challenges, it's a huge test.

Over twenty people competed for six slots; from chasing rabbits, to killing rabbits, then to eating rabbit meat raw.

What seemed like three trivial hurdles easily eliminated more than a dozen people.

Anyone with eyes could see that the final raw rabbit kidney was Lu Yang's deliberate provocation.

Yet some chose to give up, while others resolutely accepted; this bravery deserves encouragement.

Lu Yang said frankly: "Kang Changyi has a high ceiling and decent talent, but because he can't control his temperament, he tends to get complacent with a bit of success, causing noticeable performance swings; however, he's still reliable in critical moments."

Xiong Yao thought his summary was spot on: "His temperament, I don't expect to change; as long as he's dependable in crucial moments, that's enough. Over the years, I've snapped several belts on him, to no avail."

Lu Yang laughed: "A thousand people, a thousand faces; the charm of the troops is that they can gather all sorts of personalities into one rope. If every soldier were rigid and solemn, the troops would be boring."

"Chief of Staff, I've finished my report; if there's no further instruction, I'll head back."

"Mm, go ahead."

At the camp training ground, soldiers who had just finished a five-kilometer weighted march were resting in place.

The warriors were drinking water, massaging their legs, and there was a duo dedicated to massaging others' legs.

"How's the pressure, alright?"

Kong Long squatted on the ground, massaging a soldier's leg, his technique clearly professional.

"The force is good, what's the price?"

"Three packs of spicy sticks."

"Could you make it cheaper, two packs then?"

"Two packs is two packs; if you get back pain later, you can pre‑book, we also have home service; by the way, I have creatine here, specifically for combating muscle soreness—want some?"

Kong Long, staying true to his original intention, continues to promote his nutritional supplements.

Over at Wan Baoshan, it's the same, racing against time to give people leg‑pounding and shoulder‑pinching massages.

"Brother, want a card? Fifty bucks, five squeezes, a free scrub, plus two small packs of protein powder."

"That cheap?"

"Exactly, we're all comrades, we never think about profit; how about I arrange a scrub for you tonight, give it a try—our master is a genuine Northeastern craftsman, Kong Long's family runs a bathhouse, the scrub is extra clean!"

"Then after the night scrub, I'll see."

"Alright~"

Wan Baoshan massaged with extra vigor, wishing he could grow two more hands.

Gao Feng and He Zhen Tao watched the two lively performers from the side, finding it somewhat unbearable to watch.

They've actually known about these two's "side business" all along, but since the amount involved is so tiny, they simply don't bother to intervene.

Ten yuan for a fifteen‑minute massage, then they also give protein powder, creatine, a back scrub— even the underwear gets thrown in.

Where can you find such a conscientious business, it's basically giving away benefits.

If I weren't a company commander and had to be a bit more proper, they'd both want after a day's training to have the two knead their feet, scrub their backs, and relax their muscles.

"Is it time?"

"Three minutes left."

"Mm."

Rest time, take the chance to relax.

Later there's a bunch of physical training waiting for them.

Chen Panpan is now surrounded by people, all asking about yesterday's incident.

"Panpan, you're way too bold."

"Rabbits are so cute, how could you bring yourself to do it, while I could never bring myself to?"

"When you kill a rabbit, are you scared? And what does fresh rabbit meat taste like— not disgusting, not queasy?"

Chen Panpan, like the moon cradled by a host of stars, laughed heartily, clearly becoming the little center of conversation.

Especially those transferred from other Sea Training Bases, unaware of his past as a "standard measurement unit" and "Iron Foot mascot", admired him even more.

In a similar situation is Kang Changyi, who at this moment is also full of swagger, unstoppable as a lively ox.

"It's just swallowing raw rabbit kidneys, splash some water~"

"Have you seen the movie 'Rush Out of the Amazon'? People can even eat snakes~"

"A soldier must endure what ordinary people cannot, must be brave to take on challenges, must bravely scale peaks~"

At that moment, Lu Yang drove back and parked the car at the edge of the field.

He greeted Gao Feng and the others, then blew the assembly whistle.

"Raptor Team, fall in!"

As soon as the words finished, Zhou Kaidong, Kang Changyi, Liu Ziqiang, Wu Sida, Ding Tengfei, and Chen Panpan—six people—quickly left the formation and stood before Lu Yang.

Lu Yang turned his neck and said, "Come, go with me to try out your dedicated gear."

The six felt a surge of joy and hurried to follow, while the others stretched their necks, looking that way, eager to see what it was.

"Whoa, this tactical helmet is so cool!"

"And the newest domestic micro‑light night‑vision device!"

"Full set of rifle tactical components, high‑magnification scope, anti‑cut gloves; damn, damn, and a bullet‑proof vest!"

Lu Yang opened the trunk, saw the neatly arranged new gear inside, and the few became so excited they could hardly contain themselves.

Even the equipment taken from the Jiao Long is something regular units can only dream of obtaining.

For an old Non‑commissioned Officer like Zhou Kaidong, after so many years of service he's hardly ever seen such.

Even the former Division Zhencha Daitui couldn't cobble together this many items.

Normally, equipping a single team with one night‑vision device is already good.

But now, it's one per person, how could they not be thrilled?

Lu Yang stepped aside and said, "Give it a try, see if it fits."