Mercenary’s War
Chapter 169 - 169 168 Abnormal Mode

169: Chapter 168: Abnormal Mode 169: Chapter 168: Abnormal Mode Seeing his students achieve victory and his teaching methods recognized, Gao Yang was sincerely happy.

However, after celebrating with his students for a mere five minutes, they had to part ways with Gao Yang.

It was actually a special case for these students to bid farewell to Gao Yang, granted by Wolfgang’s personal order.

Having five minutes was already quite fortunate.

After watching the students leave, Gao Yang stood still feeling reflective when Lieutenant M, who had been observing from the side, came over with a smile and said, “Ram, you’ve formally been in training at this base for a month now.”

Gao Yang sighed, “Yes, a month has flown by so quickly.”

Lieutenant M spoke in an unhurried manner, “Very good.

I sincerely hope that you continue to feel time is passing quickly in the upcoming time.

If so, you might find things a bit easier.”

“What do you mean?”

“During the following period, while maintaining basic training, you will be undertaking tactical exercises.

In other words, you will be engaging in a large number of simulations.”

Gao Yang felt a rush of excitement, “That’s great, adding simulation training is excellent, the closer to actual combat the better.”

Lieutenant M nodded repeatedly, “Absolutely, I agree.

Let me ask you something, do you play computer games?”

Gao Yang was somewhat puzzled.

After nodding and then quickly shaking his head he said, “I used to, but that was a long time ago.

Now, where do I have the time to play games?

Why do you ask?

Oh, are you saying that we’re going to use simulators or something for training?”

Lieutenant M shook his head, “No, just a joke.

Our complete training syllabus is confidential, so I need to explain in a way that’s easy for you to understand.

If you’ve played games before, then you will easily grasp what I’m about to say.

Here’s the thing, over the past month, you’ve been training on ‘easy mode.’ In this coming month, you will skip ‘hard mode’ and go straight to ‘insane mode.’ If you perform extremely well, you may even advance to ‘hell mode’ quickly.

So, brace yourself.”

In the past month, Gao Yang had already found the training to be very taxing, but also very enriching; learning something new every day, he didn’t find life too difficult.

Hearing Lieutenant M announce an upgrade in difficulty, Gao Yang felt a surge of excitement.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s ‘insane mode’ or ‘hell mode,’ bring it on.

We will definitely have no problems.”

“Very good, that’s the attitude.

Do you remember what I told you?

You will be serving as our opposing force.

Starting from 9 o’clock tonight, you will officially become our opposing force.

While you receive training, our own people will also benefit from the opposition.

Today, all of your training will end promptly at seven, and some items will be distributed to you then.

We’ll meet again at that time.”

After finishing his statement, Lieutenant M left, while Gao Yang went about his usual routine, receiving targeted training as a marksman.

At 7 o’clock in the afternoon, Gao Yang and Jinfang promptly met at the entrance of the cafeteria, but there was Lieutenant M already waiting for him.

After seeing Gao Yang, Lieutenant M handed him a piece of paper and said, “From now on, my task with you is finished.

I won’t be with you full-time to keep records, except for strategic classes, we won’t be meeting.

You all know where the logistics office is.

Take this list to the quartermaster, he will provide you with some items.

Your task is to carry the items you receive with you at all times, regardless of when and where.

Alright, farewell.”

After saying this, Lieutenant M immediately left.

Gao Yang looked at the paper, but it was all in Hebrew, which he couldn’t understand at all.

Since Lieutenant M didn’t specify when to collect the items, Gao Yang and the others weren’t in a hurry.

After finishing their meal, they went to the logistics office for the first time to collect their equipment.

After handing the list to the quartermaster, he looked at Gao Yang and the others with a meaningful gaze before quickly retrieving their items – five pairs of goggles and five paintball guns.

After handing the items to Gao Yang and his group, the quartermaster spoke loudly, “If any of you need to replenish paintballs or air canisters, come and get them here.

Good luck and farewell.”

Bewildered, the five of them put on the goggles and carried a paintball gun each, clueless as to their purpose.

Gao Yang repeated what Lieutenant M had said to him, and they all guessed that these must be for the simulation exercises they were to participate in.

What surprised them was that the Israeli special forces would use such outdated equipment for exercises – quite unexpected.

They were all tired from the day’s training and had no interest in idle chatter.

As training for the day had ended early, they decided to rest properly, a rarity.

After taking a quick shower, Gao Yang and the rest returned to their rooms without any small talk, stripped off their clothes, lay down on their beds, and within seconds, were all snoring away.

It had been a long while since Gao Yang had a good night’s sleep.

Just as he was enjoying this rare tranquil night, deeply asleep, he suddenly felt an intense pain all over his body.

On his face, body, arms, and legs, an intense and acute pain fell like raindrops everywhere, causing Gao Yang to wake up with a cry of agony as the previously dark room suddenly lit up.

The light was blinding, and for a moment, Gao Yang couldn’t see anything.

It was then that he heard an icy voice say, “You’ve been killed.

From the moment we forced entry until you were shot, you didn’t react at all.

I didn’t expect such an outcome.

Your performance is disappointing.

Now, immediately roll off your bed, and with your eyes and paintball gun, run ten kilometers right away.”

Once Gao Yang’s eyes adjusted to the bright light, he saw two people with their faces covered by black hoods in his room.

They were both holding paintball guns and wearing protective goggles.

Glancing at his own body, it was as he expected—there were red marks all over from the paintballs, the impacted areas were swollen, and most had broken skin, hurting terribly.

It was at this point that Gao Yang realized what Lieutenant M meant by “opposing force training,” but there was no time to feel embarrassed now, with a punishing ten kilometers waiting for him to run.

As Gao Yang scrambled to get dressed, the hooded speaker said coldly again, “Didn’t you hear me?

I told you to roll out of bed immediately, not to get dressed.

Now, go and run.

And after, you must return here.”

Gao Yang was stunned but still jumped out of bed in his underwear, slung his paintball gun over his shoulder, put on his goggles, and sheepishly walked out the door under the watchful gaze of the two hooded figures.

Unsurprisingly, Gao Yang saw that Glolov and the other three were also standing at the door looking dejected.

However, Glolov was somewhat better off; as an old soldier who had spent many years on the battlefield, he even slept with his jacket on.

Although Li Jinfang had taken off his jacket, he was still wearing a close-fitting T-shirt and shorts.

Frey was in the same state as Gao Yang, wearing only underwear, and as for Toad, he was the unluckiest because he was used to sleeping naked.

The five men, spirits dampened, lined up in column formation and started running with Gao Yang leading.

No one was watching them, and once they left the barracks area and reached the drill ground, with no one else in sight, Gao Yang couldn’t help but chuckle wryly, “Can’t even sleep in peace from now on.”

With a hint of schadenfreude, Toad spoke, “I looked at the time, and it’s 1:30 a.m.

Thankfully, it’s the middle of the night and this base is all men.

Otherwise, I would’ve totally lost face.

From now on, you couldn’t pay me to sleep naked.”

Feeling the sting of collective humiliation, after a brief exchange, Gao Yang and Toad fell silent, having no interest in speaking further.

The five of them silently counted their laps on the drill ground.

Although unsupervised, they still ran the full ten kilometers before gasping for breath on their way back.

As they approached the barracks and were about to enter the alley between the two rows of buildings, Gao Yang, who was at the front, suddenly felt something was off.

Without time to think further, he whispered, “Take cover!” and the five of them immediately dispersed and hid behind the houses flanking the alley.

Gao Yang quickly took off the paintball gun he was carrying, but as he looked ahead, it was pitch-black, and he couldn’t see anything.

There was a row of soldiers’ dormitories ahead, and he felt that something was up ahead, but he couldn’t tell exactly what was going on.

In a low voice, Gao Yang said, “Something’s off up ahead.

The order was to return to our dorm, but not how to get back.

We can take a detour, no need to force an attack.

Little Fly, Big Dog, you two fall back.

Toad, Rabbit, watch the sides.”

A standard paintball gun has an effective straight-line range of only about fifty meters.

Glolov and Frey ran back quickly on the alert, and once they were about fifty meters away, they lay down, ready to provide covering fire.

Once Glolov and Frey were in position, Gao Yang and the other two kept their guard up, slowly retreating backward while cautiously scanning their surroundings with their guns.

Only after they reached Glolov and Frey, and were out of the paintball guns’ range, did the five of them turn and quickly leave the danger zone.

There were four possible routes for Gao Yang and his team to return to the dorm, and they took a different one.

On the way back, they remained highly vigilant, cautiously and slowly returning to the dormitory while keeping alert.

After watching Gao Yang and his team return, the hooded figure waiting in Gao Yang’s room said in a deep voice, “You’ve come back faster than I expected.

I thought you were going to run another ten kilometers.

Well, you can go to sleep now.

Tomorrow’s training proceeds as usual.

Goodnight, gentlemen.”

Once the hooded figures were gone, Gao Yang dressed as quickly as possible.

It was already 3:30 a.m., and they would have to get up in another two hours.

In order to have enough energy to cope with the day’s training, Gao Yang endured the pain in his body, hugged his paintball gun, and drifted into a drowsy sleep.

However, just as Gao Yang was drifting off to sleep, he was woken once again by paintballs.

Although the five of them ultimately couldn’t escape being annihilated, fortunately, Glolov reacted in time, managing to take down one opponent, allowing them to run another ten kilometers with a slightly more relaxed mood.

(To be continued.

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