Deep in the dense forest, far from the border, there was a clearing the size of a football field. A silver military transport helicopter, piercing the snow, slowly descended into the clearing. Its silver fuselage blended seamlessly with the white snow, barely visible. A dozen soldiers in snow camouflage uniforms, carrying combat packs and weapons, disembarked.
Luo Wenyuan walked to the middle of the open space, peeled off the thick snow on the ground, revealing a round manhole cover-like hatch. He skillfully entered a password on the door. After a "beep", the hatch opened. Luo Wenyuan signaled the soldiers to follow the 90-degree vertical ladder into the military base. After Liu Zhilong secured the transport plane with iron chains, he also quickly entered the underground base.
Luo Wenyuan stood in the middle of the open space, looked around, and couldn't help feeling worried: the snow was too heavy, and the tokens buried in advance at the training site were covered by the snow. Even with the help of supernatural powers, it would probably be difficult to find them all. This special training was more difficult than any previous time.
Luo Wenyuan squatted down, supported himself on the ground with one hand, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings. When he found no suspicious movements, he crawled underground and reached out to close the hatch.
The strong wind blew the snowflakes, and soon the ground became flat again, covering all traces under the white snow. The transport plane was covered with a thick blanket of snowflakes, and looked like a big snow pile from a distance.
Luo Wenyuan gathered ten team members, made a pre-special training mobilization and speech, explained the precautions of this operation, and then asked the team members to return to their respective rooms to rest and recharge their energy. The special training will officially begin early tomorrow morning. They will have to eat and sleep in the wild environment. Even special forces soldiers with superpowers will have to work hard.
After all the team members went back, Luo Wenyuan took out the topographic map and discussed the route plan with Liu Zhilong.
"Captain, how do we divide these players into groups?"
Luo Wenyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Ma Ben, He Youfang, Jiang Ling, Zhang Yang, and Qian Duoduo follow me, and the remaining five will follow you."
"Captain, if we divide them this way, the difference in strength between the two groups is too great. Should we reconsider..."
Luo Wenyuan raised his hand to stop Liu Zhilong and said, "On a real battlefield, there are very few evenly matched battles. Besides, the weather conditions this time are special. If there is an emergency, my team has my protection, and your team has high overall quality and can handle it. Tomorrow, you will act according to the circumstances. If the wind and snow are too strong, suspend the special training and take shelter at the nearest rest area. You must ensure the safety of the team members."
"yes!"
The abilities of the new members of the special forces team who came this time are mixed. There are powerful attacking fire-attribute mutants and gentle wood-attribute healers. The few members selected by Luo Wenyuan all have poor physical fitness and weak ability attributes.
Ma Ben is a speed-type mutant; He Youfang is a gentle wood-type mutant; Zhang Yang is an earth-type mutant, but his ability is weak, far inferior to Luo Wenyuan; and Qian Duoduo is an animal tamer who can only control rodents such as martens and weasels; Jiang Ling's ability is considered powerful among these people, it is a water-type mutant ice-type, but she is a timid and soft girl. When encountering danger, her first reaction is not to attack, but to cover her eyes and scream.
On the other hand, Liu Zhilong's team consisted of two Fire-types, two Earth-types, and a Wood-type healer. The Fire-type and Earth-types were both single-attribute warriors with powerful abilities. The sole Wood-type female member was a former military medic, and her stamina was even better than Qian Duoduo's. If Liu Zhilong didn't have any major issues with his command, his team would definitely complete the special training successfully, but Luo Wenyuan's group would be in trouble.
The two discussed a few more details about the special training, then each went back to their room to rest. Luo Wenyuan lay on his military single bed and checked his watch. It was already one in the morning. He pulled a photo from his chest pocket. The person in the photo had long black hair, a face as beautiful as a spring flower, eyes closed, lips slightly parted—it was Qingshan sleeping soundly. Luo Wenyuan's eyes were gentle as he placed a gentle kiss on the photo. He clasped the photo to his chest and fell into a deep sleep.
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