The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 636 [Have you ever been on a real battlefield, soldier?]

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Chapter 636: Chapter 636 [Have you ever been on a real battlefield, soldier?]

"Heh, kid, you just talk a big game. Don’t think you’re so great just because you know a couple of moves. Do you even know what a real battlefield is like? It’s nothing like what you see on the screen in movies and TV shows," said the boy huffily.

"On the battlefield, bullets and fists are used to kill people, not for your so-called combat contests and target practice!" Ye Chenfeng sneered.

"Actual combat also starts with acting, combat techniques are accumulated through repeated competition, and besides, if you can’t hit a target accurately, how are you going to kill anyone on the battlefield?" fumed the boy, his face reddening as he argued with Ye Chenfeng.

"So you must start with target practice to hit an enemy on the battlefield?" Ye Chenfeng countered.

"That’s where all soldiers begin!" the boy said confidently.

Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "Then let me tell you, in the Middle East, in Africa, a child less than ten years old will learn how to shoot in five minutes; to survive, he must. Give him a gun and with a burst of bullets, he’s bound to kill a few people. At that point, should he still practice target shooting? A target shooting contest? Heh."

"The Middle East, Africa? Ha, you’ve watched too many movies and read too many novels, have you? Can Divine Land even compare to those places? You’ve read a few novels and you want to talk to me about the battlefield? A civilian like you discussing the battlefield with a recon soldier like me who’s comparable to special forces? Is your brain filled with water?" the boy scoffed.

"So, big soldier, have you been on a real battlefield?" Ye Chenfeng suddenly asked.

This question took the boy by surprise, leaving him at a loss for words. He had participated in plenty of acting but had never set foot on an actual battlefield.

"So you mean to say you’ve been on the battlefield?" the boy asked.

Looking at him, Ye Chenfeng sneered, "If this were a battlefield, you two would already be dead."

"You..." the boy had not even gotten the first word out when his vision suddenly blurred.

Ye Chenfeng took a step forward, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. The boy was the first to feel a tremendous force on his legs followed by an excruciating pain; with a thud, his legs gave in and he abruptly fell to his knees.

"Bang!"

His head was then struck by the butt of a gun, followed by the click of the pistol being cocked and aimed at his head.

In that instant, the boy named Xiao Lei in front was also subdued on the ground, with a military knife pressed against his throat, the sharp point invoking a piercing, burning pain that triggered an overwhelming fear in his heart.

Although the entire ordeal took some time to describe, it happened in just one second.

Ye Chenfeng assumed a forward-leaning stance, his left hand holding the military knife to Xiao Lei’s throat, and his right hand gripping the cocked pistol against the boy’s head.

For a moment, the boy and Xiao Lei were chilled to the bone, their foreheads covered in cold sweat that streamed down without pause—this was the first time they had ever felt the presence of the Grim Reaper so close, their fear utterly aroused.

The two men were trembling violently, their faces so pale they had lost all their color.

In their previous acting roles, they had encountered scary moments, but subconsciously they knew it was all an act, the worst that could happen was an injury, but no real danger to their lives.

But now it was different, everything was uncertain, they knew very little about the man before them, even less about what he might do. They couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t pull the trigger or push the dagger forward.

"What do you call a battlefield? Let me tell you, this is what you call a battlefield!" Ye Chenfeng said coldly.

Leaving those words behind, Ye Chenfeng strode away.

"Phew!"

As Ye Chenfeng left, the two men let out a long sigh of relief, collapsing onto the ground, completely drenched in sweat as if they had just taken a walk through Ghost Gate.

With a slight shake of his head, sweat poured down like rain, wetting a large patch on the ground.

"Who on earth... who on earth is he?" the fear in the boy’s eyes was clear.

"My gun is gone too!" Xiao Lei said.

At those words, the boy searched himself and realized that his military knife was also missing.

The two exchanged a glance, the terror in their eyes undeniable.

It turned out that just now, Ye Chenfeng hadn’t merely taken a shot and a slash; he had disarmed both of their personal weapons, they just hadn’t realized it.

"That’s terrifying!"

There’s a saying that upon close reflection, something becomes especially frightening. The two of them thought hard and, in that brief moment just now, Ye Chenfeng had done so much.

"He seems to really understand Dragon Thorn; I have no idea who he is," Xiao Lei reflected deeply.

"Dad, should we go in and check it out? It’s been so long since he came out," Lin Qingzhu said with some concern.

"Alright then!" Lin Xiangdong finally couldn’t restrain himself, feeling as though something had happened.

So, Lin Xiangdong and Lin Qingzhu headed back to the farmhouse-like restaurant.

"What happened to you?" But the scene before him gave Lin Xiangdong quite a scare.

Xiao Lei and Xiao Tong were sitting on the ground, ashen-faced, looking as if they had been drained of all strength, and the ground where they sat was all wet – of course, it was sweat.

"Where’s Ye Chenfeng?" Lin Qingzhu naturally focused her concern on Ye Chenfeng.

"Mr. Ye Chenfeng has already left; he’s fine," Xiao Lei said.

"Oh," Lin Qingzhu nodded her head in relief.

"You two come with me; Qingzhu, you go wait in the car first," Lin Xiangdong said.

In a deserted, quiet spot, Lin Xiangdong opened the conversation with, "What happened?"

"Reporting to the commander, the mission you assigned us has been completed!" Xiao Tong saluted as he spoke.

Lin Xiangdong shot him a glance, "Completed? Are you joking with me? You two are in this state and yet you say the mission is completed? Speak up and tell me what’s going on," Lin Xiangdong’s tone was strict.

"Reporting to the commander, we were simply not skilled enough," Xiao Lei honestly replied.

"Where are your weapons?" Lin Xiangdong asked.

"They were taken by him!" Xiao Lei reported.

Xiao Tong looked at Xiao Lei with a reproachful glare, as if telling Lin Xiangdong about this incident was a matter of great shame.

"Reporting to the commander, Ye Chenfeng seems to know a great deal about our Dragon Thorn!" Xiao Lei spoke again.

Lin Xiangdong was stunned for a moment, "He knows a great deal about our Dragon Thorn?" He also fell into confusion.

By this time, Ye Chenfeng had already returned to the villa, where Chu Qingfei was also present.

"Brother, you’re back? Mwah!" Chu Qingfei didn’t care about anything else and gave Ye Chenfeng a kiss as soon as he arrived.

Chu Qingxue looked at Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingfei with a bit of a strange gaze, while Ye Chenfeng also looked rather embarrassedly at Chu Qingxue.

"Brother, I heard about your glorious deeds this afternoon. You’re so amazing, even knowing about that – I’m really starting to admire you," Chu Qingfei said with a joyful smile.

"I heard all about it from Gu Jundie; we’re so thankful for you this afternoon," Chu Qingxue added with a smile.

"Your issues are my issues," Ye Chenfeng said.