The Ultimate Martial Instructor

The remote southwest border of China is one of the most dangerous war zones in the world. At the same time, Yanhuang special forces, the sharpest special forces of China, are stationed here.

Today's weather is particularly hot, the temperature is probably more than 35 degrees, a camouflage helicopter over the jungle, beat out a layer of heat waves.

A long rope was put down from the helicopter, and soon more than ten figures fell vertically along the rope from above, with crisp action. When all of them landed, it was not even a minute.

This is a group of soldiers wearing camouflage. Their faces are also painted with oil paint. They can't see their original appearance at all. Their faces are cold and their eyes are like electricity.

The armband hanging on their shoulders is a dragon head, on which is written a line of Chinese characters: "Yanhuang special forces of the Chinese army.".

"Report to the drillmaster that the task has been completed, annihilating two international drug lords and burning a ton of drugs. We have no casualties. Please instruct the drillmaster." The leading young man called to the major instructor in front of him.

The rest of them also looked at the Colonel's drillmaster with ardent eyes, which unconsciously showed their admiration.

In fact, the major's instructor is not very old. He is only in his twenties. He is about 1.8 meters tall. He looks very well proportioned. His skin is a bit dark. He has a flat head and sharp eyes. His eyes and face are not handsome, but he seems to have a kind of fortitude that other people of the same age don't have.

His name is Qin long. He used to be the best soldier in Yanhuang special forces, but now he is a special instructor.

In his twenties, he became the instructor of Yanhuang special forces. Qin Long's eyes swept over these ten young soldiers. His calm eyes were filled with joy. From them, he seemed to see his own shadow.

Qin Long's voice is not big, but it sounds like thunder in everyone's ears.

"Yes, instructor!" All the people answered in a loud voice, as loud as thunder.

In their last mission, they have proved their strength with actions and are absolutely qualified to be a member of Yanhuang special forces.

"Instructor, are you really leaving the army?" At this time, a voice of doubt suddenly came from the crowd.

Other people are also looking at Qin long. They all know that when they become members of Yanhuang special forces, it is the day when their instructor leaves the army.

"It's time to leave." Qin long whispered, his eyes full of reluctance and helplessness.

In an office of the military region headquarters, Qin long stands like a javelin in front of an old man over sixty.

"Qin long, don't you think about it any more?" The old man asked with a slight frown. His name is mo Daqian. He is the chief of staff of the Southwest Military Region, and also the head of Yanhuang special forces.

"Chief, I've thought it over. I have to leave." Qin long replied firmly.

"Is it about that letter?" Mo Daqian asked.

Just half a month ago, Qin long suddenly received a mysterious letter. If it wasn't for the recruits who were still out on duty, Qin long would have left half a month ago.

Qin long nodded slightly, but said nothing about the content of the letter.

In fact, the content of the letter is very simple, only a few words - you should come back! Although there was no signature on the letter, Qin long knew that it was his father's handwriting.

If Qin long had not seen this letter, he would not have known that he had been away from home for five years. It seems that there is less than half a year left from that year's agreement, right?

It's obvious that the other party can send the letter to the base of Yanhuang special forces. Since Qin long doesn't say it, Mo Daqian is not easy to get involved. He has known for a long time that Qin Long's origin is not simple. Unfortunately, he has no right to check Qin Long's origin with his authority.

"Haidongqing, they are still on duty at the front line. Don't you wait for them to come back safely to say hello?" Mo Daqian tried to keep Qin long for a few more days. Even if it was just a few days, it would be of great help to the recruits of Yanhuang special forces.

"No, they will come back safely. Don't forget they are the first special forces I trained." Qin Long's face is full of confidence.

Mo Daqian can only smile bitterly. Naturally, he doesn't worry about haidongqing, because they are the top special forces in the history of Yanhuang special forces. No matter how difficult the task is, they are competent.

"If you have time, come back and have a look. Let's go." Mo Daqian had no choice but to wave his hand.

"Take care, chief." Qin long said, and then left without looking back. Five years later, he was finally going to leave. For mobile phone users, please browse and read for better reading experience.