My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 339 - Chapter 339 Chapter 338 The Identity of Shao Zifeng (25)

Chapter 339: Chapter 338: The Identity of Shao Zifeng (2/5) Chapter 339: Chapter 338: The Identity of Shao Zifeng (2/5) Qin Zhenbei suddenly stood up after having been quiet for quite some time, no longer able to hold back.

Ever since he saw the first video, he had taken a liking to this junior, and the junior’s decisive handling methods only made him more fond of him.

“You say he’s dangerous, but I’ve got a few questions for you.”

“Qin Zhenbei, who are you calling an old timer?” Nangong slammed his hand on the table and stood up, unable to suppress the anger in his heart after being targeted by Qin Zhenbei several times.

“Don’t try to change the subject with me. I’m asking if you’re willing to answer my questions or not.”

The temper of a military person is already explosive, and a few exchanges later, the tension between the two of them grew intensely.

“Enough, enough,” a few of the older men looked at them with amusement, “You’re almost 50 and still acting like kids, sit down.”

“Since young Nangong has already shared his view, young Qin should speak as well,” the elderly woman surnamed Tang reproached with a glance, “When will you two youngsters ever grow up?”

In front of the older generation, Qin Zhenbei dared not act out of turn.

He hummed in a deep voice and then looked at Nangong: “I have only one question for you. Since you say this kid is being controlled, then please explain why he did not attack the Xuelong, but instead helped the Xuelong drive away those Slavic people.”

“This…” Nangong thought Qin Zhenbei was just being a nuisance, but his point hit right at the loophole in his own speculation.

The other generals in attendance also began to realize the inconsistency.

Yes, if it was as Nangong said, why did the kid continue to attack the Slavs even after being controlled?

“Can’t come up with an answer?” Qin Zhenbei looked at Nangong provocatively: “You were the one talking big just now, didn’t you consider that if this kid were truly dangerous, do you think the twelve of us would still all be here for this meeting?”

Nangong’s face changed colors, unsure of how to retort, and the atmosphere immediately became awkward.

The elderly man in the Zhongshan suit didn’t let Nangong stew in his embarrassment for too long and gave Qin Zhenbei an amused look.

“Xiao Sun, bring up the kid’s file for everyone to see.”

“Yes!”

They had already started organizing Shao Zifeng’s files after receiving the videos, and now they opened a file folder.

The dossier on Shao Zifeng was displayed in front of everyone.

The words “low-level secrecy” labeled on it were practically meaningless in the power center of the Daxia.

Upon seeing the photo on the large screen, Qin Zhenbei was visibly stunned, and the joy on his face from having turned the tables vanished instantly.

“Shao Zifeng, male, of the Xia ethnic group, from Dragon City County, Su City, Yundu Region, born in Dragon City County’s First People’s Hospital on July 22, 2002, 19 years old this year.”

“Attended Dragon City County No. 1 Primary School in early elementary, with Xu Lijuan as the head teacher, later transferred to Dragon City County No. 2 Primary School, class teacher… attended Dragon City County No. 1 Middle School for junior and senior high… currently studying in the War Training Department of Su City University.”

“Received the Outstanding Student Award in the first and third grades… served as class monitor in high school for a time but was removed due to poor communication skills… in 2020, led a team to victory in the Yundu Region qualification match, earning the championship.”

“Father, Zhou Zimin, male, of the Xia ethnicity… graduated from the Imperial Capital Army Officers Academy. Before the military reform, he served as an officer in the 78th Division of the Army, stationed in Su City, with the rank of Second Lieutenant. During the early stages of the ‘Unknown Recovery Incident,’ he deserted before the battle…”

“Enough.”

The roar startled Xiao Sun, who was reading. All the generals in the room turned to look at Qin Zhenbei.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the screen, at the face that bore a striking resemblance to Shao Zifeng.

Upon reflection, the others came to realize that the ‘Sijia Army,’ under Qin Zhenbei’s command, was formerly the 78th Division of the Army, which had been stationed in Su City during the early days.

There were rumors that Qin Zhenbei had been traumatized early in his career by the near total annihilation of his subordinates, and unexpectedly, the instigator was this kid’s father.

The generals sighed, wanting to offer a few words of comfort but not knowing how to begin.

Qin Zhenbei’s breathing was short, and as he looked at the two photos on the screen, his fists clenched tightly, shaking uncontrollably.

Beside the youthful and handsome Shao Zifeng was a young man in a military uniform, his face bearing a faint smile.

That very smile had been his nightmare for nearly two decades.

…

“Xiao Zhou, you can handle tonight’s ambush, right?”

“Rest assured, Captain, I graduated from school with third place, I can definitely handle an ambush of this level without issue,”

“Good lad, I just love that spirit in you.”

“I’ve never been to a military academy, but what I admire most are you college graduates from military academies. A lot of people had objections to me promoting you as deputy commander, but you’ve got to prove them wrong this time.”

“Don’t worry, captain, leave the frontal battlefield to you, I’m good at ambushes.”

The young man smiled and saluted him.

That smile was deeply engrained in Qin Zhenbei’s memory for twenty long years.

That night, the mountains on the outskirts of Su City were shrouded in darkness.

The sound of gunfire, shouts, and various strange cries mixed together, echoing through the valleys.

“Captain, we can’t hold on much longer, those monsters’ hides are getting thicker, our guns aren’t powerful enough.”

Amidst the deafening sounds of battle, the bloodied deputy commander yelled at him through the hail of bullets.

Bang bang!

Qin Zhenbei’s submachine gun spat flames, and the bullets repelled the monsters in front of him, as he wiped sweat from his brow and roared, “Not powerful enough? We still have to fire, hold on till Zhou arrives with reinforcements.”

“Damn it, didn’t Zhou’s ambush on the flank work? Why does it seem like there are more and more of them.”

The battlefield was filled with the sound of gunfire, the night sky flashing constantly like thunder, Qin Zhenbei anxiously looked in the direction where Zhou Zimin was ambushed, his tone full of worry.

“I don’t know, we lost contact with the ambush team five minutes ago.” The deputy commander, holding his gun, shot the mutant creature behind Qin Zhenbei and said breathlessly, “Captain, I’ll command here, you go check on the deputy.”

Qin Zhenbei looked at the blood-stained deputy commander and gritted his teeth: “Then be careful!”

“Captain, go quickly, I’ll cover you!”

“You all get away from me!”

Ratatatatat!

Before leaving.

The deputy commander holding his gun and roaring to provide him cover was deeply reflected in his pupils.

Blood… The memory was filled with blood red.

The thick smell of blood filled his nostrils.

The forest under the night was littered with limbs and remains, even the ground was muddied.

Qin Zhenbei stumbled around searching until he was tripped up.

He knelt on the ground, frantically shouting his comrade’s name.

But all that answered him were the distant sounds of gunfire and screams.

That moment was the most painful time of his life, he found a relatively intact body and held it in his arms, silently wailing.

“Is… is that the captain…”

“It’s, it’s me.”

“Deputy… deputy commander… exposed… deserter.”

After uttering these words, his comrade closed his eyes forever in his embrace.

Leaning back in his chair, Qin Zhenbei closed his eyes.

Scenes flashed through his mind, as if he were back on that night again.

His entire body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, bloodshot, and slammed his fist down on the table, roaring.

“Bastard!”