"Not bad, some teams are down to just a dozen people." Wen Ya nodded mildly, her gaze suddenly freezing as she cast a cold glance at Ye Shikai.

"It seems your training isn't strict, who would have thought that a Dragon Teeth instructor would go easy on female soldiers." Wen Ya quipped. Ye Shikai looked innocent; to be honest, he wasn't responsible for that part. He was just in charge of organizing and preparing equipment and teaching the team members how to execute tactical moves. He wasn't someone to persuade others to back down; that wasn't his specialty.

"Hey, I'm the instructor, not the captain. Of course, this kind of thing is not my doing." Ye Shikai pointed to a female instructor in the distance, who was actually the captain assigned by Wen Ya.

"Hmph, then you should use the Dragon Teeth standards to demand from them."

"Let's just forget it." Ye Shikai shook his head. The selection intensity for these female soldiers would be just the appetizer standard for Dragon Teeth. After all, Dragon Teeth members are cultivators; asking regular people to wake up early, run a 30-kilometer armed cross-country, and then do a thousand rounds of rapid-fire training—they couldn't handle that.

"You seem somewhat absent-minded, as if you feel like you're using a sledgehammer to crack a nut." Ye Shikai continued eating hot pot on his own, as Wen Ya appeared to have seen through his thoughts.

"Sigh, orders from above; I'm only responsible for execution. Not to mention being an instructor—if my superiors asked me to join the female soldiers, I wouldn't have a word of objection." Ye Shikai said firmly. To be honest, he still felt quite unwilling in his heart. He didn't look down on these female soldiers, but there was just an inexplicable sense of disparity—as if a chef from a grand hotel was suddenly informed not to cook but to chop vegetables and stoke the fire instead. That's pretty much the feeling.

"Alright, in that case, let's continue training them." Wen Ya got up slowly, only to find Ye Shikai still eating the hot pot.

"Hey, have you become addicted to eating?"

"This is part of my task." Ye Shikai rolled his eyes, "After the wilderness survival training, they're all exhausted, but this is the crucial stage of the training. It's time to 'add fuel to the fire.'" As he spoke, he continued eating meat slices, fully enjoying it, and thought to himself, if he's going to train with them, he certainly deserves a good meal as compensation.

"Tch, eat till you burst then." Wen Ya spat these words harshly and left, while Ye Shikai shook his head scornfully.

"Come on, those who can't take it anymore, come and grab a pair of chopsticks, and join me in eating hot pot." Ye Shikai shouted loudly to the female soldiers in training over there.

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South America.

"Damn, are the police still not coming?" Soul Destroyer took out his phone, yet there was no signal. Now the whole team was trapped in the slums, with a few severely injured, and he didn't have Ye Shikai's Storage Ring. Several injured members could only use torn strips of clothing to dress their wounds.

"Sir, we fell into their ambush, and I'm afraid the police won't be coming anytime soon." A member on alert said. The half-hour alley battle was simply a matter of experiencing encirclement wherever they ran. Soul Destroyer did not expect that nearly every house in this slum had guns, and upon seeing their group, they opened fire without a word, and the group could not stop, or they would be overwhelmed by a large group of gunmen.

Soul Destroyer looked at the team members behind him; some of them had only less than a magazine of bullets left. This wasn't a game, without airborne supplies or anything. After finally getting rid of those pursuers, they had to immediately get out and find reinforcements.

"Does anyone know this place?" Soul Destroyer asked the people behind him. The selected members this time were all somewhat familiar with the country they were in.

"There are many slums here, most of the buildings are in chaos, with alleys and shortcuts everywhere. Unless you live here, even with a map, you would get lost." A member said with a troubled expression. Indeed, even locals could only know the general roads; the slum mix was chaotic, making it really difficult to find a safe and quick route.

"Alright, then we'll be more cautious." Soul Destroyer had no choice; they couldn't stay inside indefinitely. The wounded also needed urgent treatment, and with no signal, he had no way to inform the outside world.

Soul Destroyer took the lead, operating his Inner Strength, easily climbing up a three-story building. From up there he should be able to see most of the gunmen.

"One spot, two spots, three spots." Lying down, Soul Destroyer saw many patrols moving back and forth between the narrow paths, clearly searching for them, whereas the city was far away.

"We have to get out first." Soul Destroyer said determinedly. If any commotion starts, they would immediately be surrounded by enemies from all directions, unless… they lead them away first.

"Demoness, after the gunshots, leave from the left. If you encounter enemies, deal with them using cold weapons and make sure not to make a sound." Soul Destroyer told everyone below. Demoness was about to speak but was shut down by Soul Destroyer's glare.

"Say no more, hurry and leave, I have my methods." Soul Destroyer said resolutely.

"Sir, should we go with you?"

"No need, quickly take the wounded and retreat, these people can't do much to me." Soul Destroyer took out several grenades, packed them into a backpack, grabbed his rifle, and with two extra magazines, he ran directly into the alley on the right.

"First, I need to draw all these people over here." Soul Destroyer stood on a platform, looking at the surrounding patrol gunmen. If he could deal with the people around them first, it would reduce some pressure. Speaking as such, Soul Destroyer's gaze slowly fell upon someone on a high platform not far away, seemingly a sentry.

"Let's start with you." Soul Destroyer took several quick strides forward, almost without any footfall, and quietly moved behind the sentry, pulling out his dagger, stepping slowly forward.

Slash.

A standard assassination move, the dagger severed his neck, and Soul Destroyer lowered the corpse, picking up the SVD sniper rifle beside him, holding his breath, aiming at the distant patrol.

Bam.

The sound of gunfire, the bullet pierced through the first person's skull, startling everyone with this cold gun. Even before they could react, the second and third shots had already been fired.

Another two fell to the ground. Based on the direction of the bullets, everyone figured out Soul Destroyer's position.

"Come on over." Soul Destroyer continuously pulled the trigger, bullets fired; too bad there was no silencer, so the gunfire exposed his position.

Bam bam bam.

Several bullets were fired back, and Soul Destroyer ducked down to avoid them, pushing hard with his legs, "flying" onto the adjacent building in one swift move.

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