Ye Zi enjoyed her leisurely life while browsing various speculations and news online.

Two weeks before the Lunar New Year, a news article suddenly appeared online, stating that the Burmese warlords, under the attack of the emerging forces in Kokang, had suffered repeated defeats and had resorted to using their financial power to hire mercenaries from abroad.

With the addition of mercenaries, the warlords have stabilized their front lines and are preparing a counterattack to teach the emerging forces a lesson.

A warlord family surnamed Bai was the first to deploy mercenaries on the battlefield. The mercenary group was called Black Sun. Its founder was a Japanese soldier who was discharged from the military in Japan for making a mistake and escaped on his way to prison.

After arriving abroad, they created the Black Sun Mercenary Group, whose members were mostly Japanese and Koreans, with a small number from other countries.

In the mercenary circle, they can only be considered second-rate, mainly because there are many of them.

The tasks they take on are mostly guarding homes or seizing territory for gangs, tasks that other second-rate mercenary groups wouldn't even consider.

But even a second-rate mercenary group is still an elite force in the face of the government armies of some small countries.

Upon seeing this, Ye Zi understood that someone was stirring things up and explaining the situation of jungle warfare.

Ye Zi had heard the news, but he just took it as a joke; it had nothing to do with him.

That's what Ye Zi thought, but Meng Jie's phone call caught her off guard.

After the call connected, Sister Meng said solemnly:

"A big mission is coming."

"Understood, I'll be there as soon as possible."

"I'm waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zi remained silent for a while before going downstairs and knocking on her parents' bedroom door.

"Mom and Dad, I have a mission and need to go out."

"What mission? Is it dangerous?" Siqin asked instinctively.

Ye Qingshan lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice:

"You forgot, we shouldn't have asked about the mission details."

Although Ye Zi didn't know what this big mission she had been waiting for was, she did know the combat style.

"I don't know the details of the mission, I only know that it uses cold weapons, no guns are involved, it's probably some kind of martial arts competition."

Siqin ignored her husband's words, but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Ye Zi's words.

Ye Zi also practices martial arts at home, wielding two tungsten steel maces with great skill. If it were just cold weapons, Siqin would have confidence in Ye Zi, but her only concern is that he has a gun.

Siqin knew how powerful guns were, even though she had only ever used bolt-action and semi-automatic rifles.

Even the best kung fu can't stop a bullet.

Many people their age have used guns. The idea of ​​"everyone being a soldier" is not just an empty phrase; it's a real experience. In that era, everyone from seventy- or eighty-year-old men and women to seven- or eight-year-old children had the opportunity.

That's all I can ask about the mission, and that's all I can say. Besides, Ye Zi doesn't know what else there is.

The next morning, Ye Zi set off by car, traveled all day, and rested at her home in the capital that night.

When Tongtong was video chatting with Yezi, she noticed that Yezi was not on the grassland. She assumed that Yezi had gone to the city to buy things and casually asked about it.

Ye Zi bluntly told Tong Tong that he had received a mission and needed to report for duty.

Tongtong didn't ask many questions about the characters or the details, but simply told Yezi to be very careful.

On the afternoon of the third day, Ye Zi rushed to the capital and went straight to the Gates of Hell.

After finding Sister Meng, Sister Meng handed Ye Zi a document.

After reading it, Ye Zi asked with a strange expression:

"This is the big mission?"

"right."

"Why start on Chinese New Year's Day? Didn't any of you raise any objections?"

"Only Chinese people celebrate the Lunar New Year; other countries celebrate it as New Year's Day or Christmas."

The Lunar New Year is our most important festival, but their most important festival has long since passed.

Furthermore, there's no way to protest against this; participation is entirely voluntary.

Ye Zi nodded and said:

"The stakes they've put up are all things we have to get back, because each one is a precious part of our heritage."

Although participation is supposed to be voluntary, they are essentially forcing us to participate because it's our only way to reclaim these treasures.

Sister Meng nodded.

Ye Zi continued:

"The reason we chose to start on Chinese New Year is simply because we know how much importance we place on the Lunar New Year and how much we care about our mindset."

Sister Meng nodded again.

Ye Zi scoffed:

"These are all underhanded tactics."

Sister Meng neither confirmed nor denied it.

Ye Zi looked around and continued to ask:

"Who else is there besides me? Aren't there five people?"

"You're the only one this year," Sister Meng said with a solemn expression.

Ye Zi was puzzled. The data showed that each country could send five people to participate. Generally speaking, the more people participate in such a mission, the greater the advantage. Why send only him?

"Except for a few people whose abilities are more focused on reconnaissance, everyone else has participated."

Ye Zi continued to ask:

"What were the results?"

If he remembered correctly, Wang Baozhang had mentioned to him before that the Chinese contestants in this mission were the ones being targeted.

"The results were not good. The Butcher did manage to hold out until the end, but he suffered heavy losses."

Speedy Wu brothers were targeted and exhausted. We had to forfeit half of our bet to save their lives.

The trio of strong fighters, due to their insufficient combat ability and being targeted, gained very little.

"Where's Xiao Toumu?" Ye Zi glanced at Xiao Toumu, who was drinking on the side, and asked casually.

Sister Meng paused for a moment, then thought for a moment and said:

"He did well that time, but both sides suffered heavy losses, and it took him half a year to recover after returning home."

Leaf gave the little transparent thing a thumbs up.

"Even if you're being targeted, you still need to find the right person. They couldn't find me in the early stages, and in the end, I planned to deliver a fatal blow, but the opponent was too muscular, so I didn't have a chance to kill them with one strike. I could only seriously injure them," the nobody explained with a wry smile.

Ye Zi also knew that foreigners liked to build muscle, and without a gun, Xiao Tou could only fire one shot. If the opponent had the ability to launch another attack, his chances of escaping were not high.

Therefore, although his grades were the best, there was basically no need for him to participate with Ye Zi.

Anyway, this mission is a gamble on who will be the last one standing; one is enough, more than that won't make much difference.

Unless it's specifically targeting a competitor from a particular country, sending just one person is sufficient.

"I'm fine with it. Killing one or killing a hundred makes little difference."

Sister Meng smiled slightly, then took out another document and handed it to Ye Zi.

Ye Zi opened it and took a look. Inside were photos of athletes sent by various countries in previous years, but no clear faces, only various outfits.

After watching, Ye Zi came to a conclusion: muscular men, strongmen, ancient warriors—these were his opponents.